#ridethewind

The Pony Express comes to Virginia City and Little Joe (Michael Landon) decides to join. Soon Indians react to express riders invading their lands.

DeForest Kelley portrays a character named Tully, a reporter from Washington Post, who has been sent 3,000 miles west to interview Charles Ludlow (Victor Jory) about his Pony Express Riders.

😭❤️ you’re the sweetest @mafaldaz and I’m beyond happy you love it.

7: the title is from Hozier’s In the Woods Somewhere! I listened to it too many times while planning this story and the lyrics (to me) are about saving yourself despite believing you’re not worth it. Which is very subjective and there’s lots of different opinions, but the song does a good job of explaining the fic. :)

Ride the Wind, Dreamers! by XUEMO

As Harries, we consider it both a talent and a curse to be able to relate almost anything to Harry. This weekend, see how we managed to take two very obscure national holidays and make them about our man.

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Saturday, August 22 is National Be An Angel Day. It is both a day for doing good deeds and spreading kindness, and for acknowledging the angels in our lives that provide comfort during times of need. Harry has been a wonderful example of the former over the years, and he has been the latter for many of us by helping many of us get through this mess of a year. @heart-attack-harry​ will be hosting our #BeAnAngel celebration.

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On Sunday, August 23, shift gears, buckle up, and start your engines because it’s National Ride The Wind Day! This one we had to get a bit creative with. Since Harry isn’t a pilot and the day technically celebrates human powered flight, we decided to expand this to include everything Harry has driven, ridden or otherwise conducted as a mode of transportation. The jury is still out as to whether he is a good driver or not, but we’re certain he looks good doing it. The #RideTheWind party is at @chasm2018​ ‘s place.

I was tagged by @whentommymetalfie !! This is still a very rough first draft, but here it is! Nervous nervous nervous

“I don’t need to have been there to know Tommy.” ‘Stop arguing, don’t argue Alfie’. He loosened his hands, rubbing softly up his waist to safer territory. The wind brushed over his hands, agitated as it rippled passed and across the bedspread. It wasn’t sharp enough to cut, but it was close. “Tommy,” His hands were pulled off as Tommy climbed off his thighs, laying down and putting his back to him.