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“Pisces and a Gemini, but I think we might go really nice together”
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choose your fighter: Macklin Celewienie or Gabe Pawreault
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will smith u want to adopt this dog sooooo badly for u and ur boyfriends new place next year
Twitter User 017289: Will Smith will be traded in 3-5 business days. Yeah Warso told me himself actually
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this was so buzzy
The boys, the girls they all like Carmen…
bestie im so sorry to interrupt cause I know you're webweaving off in fic land right now (and the tag is lowkey miserable) but did you see that the Sharks are apparently taking Carels to dinner???!
LOL ANON- yes, yes I did. Tweet in question For anyone interested!
This isn’t super surprising tbh as it’s pretty common for teams to wine & dine potential prospects in the weeks leading up to the draft. It is a little interesting that Carels is the first of the bunch though. (Though even that could be explained away by Stenberg still winding down from worlds etc.)
These “dinners” sound scary but are essentially glorified vibe checks lol. Happy hunting to Mike Grier & co!🦈
you are single-handedly awakening 2014 me like a sleeper agent with these PJO posts. I haven't even read those books in years lol
Lmao you and me both anon🚬 I’ve been standing on a metaphorical balcony pondering the ghosts of tumblrs past for like (4) days now
We’re all lowkey just little freak mosaics of the niche hyperfixations we’ve loved throughout the years & I think that’s beautiful 🙂↔️
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hi hiii I'm not OG anon (we love you whoever u are) but want to go back to the smith hockey family of it all points that they mentioned. Their idea of ms wholesome colleen having not one- but TWO greek good bby daddies is hilarious. Poor bill... it would explain why hes always a bit of a nonissue int the smith hockey household dynamic (seriously tho Grace could definitely be an aphrodite kid too so that checks out. Selfishly for the narry, I dont know if I would want her in the same cabin cause Mr. Beautiful Son of Aphrodite running his cabin like the world's hottest (and scariest) sorority president is such fun concept. I feel like if Grace was there it would make it too wholesome. Like I need him to not be in her shadow/ be a little evil (only a little though)
“Mr. Beautiful Son of Aphrodite running his cabin like the world’s hottest (and scariest) sorority president” Nonnie the sheer concept of Will Smith cabin counselor channeling this sorority girl energy is fucking sending me ngl. You just know he runs that place like the Barbieland marines (and has legions of men & women alike fawning over him in the process)
PJO WILLMACK MY NICHEEEEE. i bless the day u created this blog. 100% agree mack would hold a huge grudge against the greek way of doing things bc why tf was I being sneered at & chased by literal wolves and forced to walk around in a fuckass toga at a young age meanwhile everyone in Camp Half Blood is having salacious hookups in skimpy short shorts and running on the power of friendship. I'd be pissed too!
Nonnie you shall henceforth be reincarnated as a lotus flower for this gem of an ask. Mwah!
Thinking many thoughts about Mack, on a stormy first night at Camp HB. Settling into the empty quiet of the Zeus cabin (across the country from the only version of himself he’s ever been allowed to know and yet somehow still, always alone.)
The torches in the cabin flickering weakly from decades of neglect with nothing but ghosts and daunting legacies occupying the space around him. Thunder rumbling outside, seemingly taunting him forever because of course it fucking is.
Him jolting (extremely ungracefully) half-way across the cabin as a rain-soaked, golden haired Will swings open the groaning wooden door with a confidence that shouldn’t bother him, not really. But absolutely does. Will Smith, beautiful son of Aphrodite, who everyone in this gods-forsaken camp cannot seem to shut the fuck up about, staring him down with his hands on his ridiculously toned hips and kind eyes and oh- is that a fucking smirk on that idiotic dumb stupid woodland nymph looking face-
I love how Will brings out totally different sides of himself depending on who he’s with. Like, what does his vibe with Leno say about him versus his vibe with Gabe, Mack, or Will Vote? Which of these friendships do you think brings out the 'realest' version of Will? Could you provide some insight as to how his dynamic differ with the four?
Ohh great question!
I find it hard to compare Will’s dynamic with any non-Mack entity simply because we have so much less footage and content of those relationships. But based on old BC clips, articles, and the elaborate mind palace I’ve constructed for myself, here’s how I see it.
WillSquared (WillWill? WillVote?)
This is the friendship that brings out the most unfiltered, unbothered, and unpolished version of Will. You know that childhood friend who’s seen you in diapers, held your hair back after five tequila shots on an empty stomach, and listened to your three-hour rant about the guy who ghosted you after saying he wanted you to meet his mom? That’s the vibe. The kind of friendship where you can sit in complete silence for hours, doing absolutely nothing of interest, and it never feels awkward. Where nobody worries about social niceties because he already knows where the fridge is. No need to offer him a Coke or a protein bar. He’s basically a permanent fixture in the house.
WillGabe
Thinking about how Gabe has said before that he and Will think very similarly about things, this feels like the friendship of #twinsies and #samesies. They’re the same flavour of weird. Neither one needs convincing to do something stupid and fun. They’re probably the pair everyone finds mildly annoying at social events because they’re always scheming, laughing too loudly, shoving each other, and accepting dares that get them banned from multiple establishments. They’re both extroverted, high-energy, adaptable people. The perfect vacation partners. The perfect roommates. The type of friends who rarely argue because arguing would cut into valuable fun-having time.
Willeno
Whew, boy. This one feels like a coming-of-age story, tragic and beautiful in its permanence. It’s the friendship that teaches you things about yourself that you can’t unknow, even if you desperately want to return to simpler times. There’s affection there, but also friction. Protection, but also cruelty. I’ve seen your bruises, and you’ve seen mine. Sometimes I press on them just to remind you I know they’re there. I don’t think Will could ever be fully himself around Leno. He was too busy trying to be cool, detached, macho, indifferent, above it all. Meanwhile, Leno seemed to like him best when he was none of those things. Yet he’d still poke fun at the softness he was drawn to, because acknowledging that attraction would’ve meant acknowledging his own softness too. So they spent years orbiting each other. Pushing each other away while keeping each other close. Speaking in half-truths. Never fully saying what they wanted, or who they wanted to be. Then time, circumstance, and fate pulled them apart. Now they’re friends with history.
Willmack
And then there’s Willmack. I think Mack gets the most complete version of Will. Not because Will changed for him, but because he’d already done the work. He’d faced his insecurities, looked honestly at himself, and decided that his quirks, interests, and unconventional hobbies are worth loving. As a result, he was able to meet Mack exactly where he is and love him wholeheartedly, flaws and all. In a lot of ways, Willmack are a combination of all of Will’s prior friendships. They have the comfort of WillSquared, the spark and tension of Willeno, and the attachment of WillGabe.
But what truly separates this friendship from the rest is, in my opinion, Mack. Because Mack has never learned how to want anything quietly. Generational talent, face of the franchise, and future saviour of Canadian hockey. This is a man who moves through life like weather—impossible to ignore, impossible to contain. When he believes in something, he carries it like a banner. And somewhere along the way, that unwavering devotion turned toward Will. I’ve said this before, but Mack would sooner conclude that the ice is crooked, the coach is blind, and the refs are being bribed than admit Will had a bad game. And faith that absolute can change the shape of a person. To be seen that clearly. Chosen that consistently. Held in someone’s certainty even on the days when your own confidence slips through your fingers. In Mack’s eyes, Will’s already enough. And because of that, Will has morphed into the most relaxed, confident, and self-assured version of himself. He laughs louder, blushes brighter, and plans all their little adventures. And Mack is right there beside him, indulging every single one of Will’s whims. Like a flower turning instinctively toward sunlight, Will is slowly unfolding into himself, knowing Mack is delighted to witness it. To witness him and all of his perfectly imperfect ways.
will smith hockey seems like the kind of guy who would run for mayor simply because he’s bored but then accidentally get elected
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happy pride to the nhl player who was preparing to come out and changed his mind. I hope he's happy and loved.
Gay Parole all up in the comments of Will’s softball post within minutes. Captain Canada are u aware you have 30 minutes
in my mind, will smith hockey is having the time of his life decorating cakes at walmart while macklin celebrini ominously looms over customers using self checkout to make sure no one’s scanning a tv as a rotisserie chicken