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@emotionallyoffsides
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The Great Divide Draft
I'll never not write Grace as perfect, I literally cannot help myself. She's the quintessential big sister and she can do no wrong in my universe.
Grace is leaning against the couch, hair pinned messily behind her ears and tabs of tape stuck on the back of her hand. There’s polaroid photos, newspaper clippings, iPhone photos that have been printed, little scraps of brochures and ticket stubs spanning the space between them and covering the floor of the room.
Will is trying to be helpful, but he’s mostly just overwhelmed by his options.
“Grace, how am I supposed to know what you want in your photo album?”
Grace has the tip of her tongue caught between her teeth and poking out of her lips while she shuffles three photos around. When she approves of their layout, she glances up at him. “It’s more of a scrapbook, not just a photo album.”
Will makes a flat face at her. “Not helpful.”
I made my one catholic friend consult with their parents and send me extensive notes on Catholicism. They said “what’s the assignment deadline for this research project?” I said nah this is just for my gay fuckass fanfic there’s no deadline lmao. Sorry to my one catholic friend you are truly doing gods work in this case.
sharks commenting on eklund’s post :(
Bring him home 💔
i know what you are
Sometimes I’m trying to explain a star duo of another team to my non-hockey friends and I typically revert to saying “yeah they were like the Mack and Will of the ____ team”. But really to apply that relationship to other duos is way too homoerotic and not accurate. So I really need a new way to describe that star duo attribute that isn’t sexually charged 🤔
our 2026 draft class, ivar stenberg & keaton verhoeff!! 🦈🦈
They don’t even know what they’re in for
IVAR STENBERG YOU ARE A SAN JOSE SHARK
🐶❤️🐶. macklin celebrini -> will smith
"it won't be by your own volition, if you step foot outside this town."
you're gonna go far - noah kahan
Call a house check for me I’m not doing well
TLC chapter 2 update
writing a fic will have you googling 'winter activities in vancouver' and 'diners in boston' at 9pm on a work night. I know the most useless niche information about so many things from writing fics
The Long Change
Chapter two is finally live.
TLC is not abandoned. In fact, I think about it every day and how excited I am to continue writing. Unfortunately I have overextended myself with other responsibilities and I cannot get updates out as often as I’d like. Trust I have not forgotten my college boys. 🙏🏻
Guys I've finally regained my spark and I've written the majority of chapter three today. I would continue but game one is about to start and I must see the knights be swept by the canes firsthand.
Good news - chapter three will be longer than the first two. It's already at 3k words and I'm estimating another 2k at least. So that's good. Ok bye going to watch the game.
through blood, sweat, and tears - chapter three has finally been published. if you saw me go back and edit the formatting 100 times, don't worry about it.
hints that don't make sense: offensive shades of orange, amaretto, thin crust pizza.
TLC is on hold until I finish writing The Great Divide, please no questions at this time.
Eky 💔 forever an honorary shark to me idc idc🦈
a very important compilation of wsh's quick little nods while he listens to others 🙂↕️
When I tell people I’ve decentered men from my life but I turn around and say “wow will smith hockey is so good at participating in conversation 😍” so I’m actually a liar
and i don't necessarily believe any of this i'm just saying words recreationally
Me when I publish another RPF on A03
willmack messing with the camera while the other is behind it. just constant pigtail pulling between these two i can't stand them.
This newer Ty interview is not the first time him and Julie have rpf on main
Still miss them together
So what are we doing when Will doesn’t fly to Van for prince Mack’s birthday? What then?
Picture this:
You're Macklin Celebrini. Everyone loves you. Your entire life people have told you you'll be the next best thing to happen to hockey. Scouts compare you to Sidney Crosby. Schools are calling you, begging you to compete in their hockey programs. No one can shake your hand without mentioning your record high season, your captaincy at World's, your Olympic medal. The children chase you around Vancouver like you're their god. You convince the baby sharks to come visit you and endure Sheriff Rick's summer training program, you're fully prepared to force everyone into the Grouse Grind. Even though you lost the gold, and didn't medal at World's, and your team didn't make the playoffs - you have this. You have North Van, and the summer, and your teammates. It's your birthday, conveniently timed in the off season (well, if you didn't manage to get to the cup finals).
And your boybestfriend is gallivanting around NYC with his harem of brunette boys. He doesn't fly out to train with you or cut your slice of birthday cake, or sleep in your childhood bed with you, whispering all night long under the covers like two idiots. No. He's 3,000 miles away, posting about basketball and sipping on cheap cocktails that have little rubber ducks in them.
And you start thinking, is it me? Am I not good enough? Is this the one area of my life that I won't excel in? The one person I thought I knew inside out - who knows me inside out - won't even fly out to see me for my 20th birthday. Won't even acknowledge me.
And what's worse - never winning any hockey competition, or knowing you alone aren't enough of a draw to part Will from his harem of brunette boys?