#Smothers

[roughridingrednecks]

Smothers

[papermoonloveslucy]

RIP TOM SMOTHERS

1937-2023

Tommy Smothers was one half of the comedy and music duo the Smothers Brothers, performing for nearly his entire career with his brother Dick. On September 10, 1967 CBS censored Pete Seegar's anti-war song “Waist Deep in the Big Muddy” during “The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour.” The network claimed the lyrics were an insult to President Johnson. This event was a landmark decision for television and affected the brothers' career.

Lucille Ball and The Smothers Brothers often appeared on the same variety and awards shows together, although not at the same time. They were involved in "Jack Benny's 20th Anniversary Special" (1970), "The Ed Sullivan Show Georgie Awards" (1970), "Dinah Shore's Like Hep!" (1969). "The Dean Martin Show" (1970), "Zenith's Salute to 25 Years of Television" (1970), "Jack Benny's Carnival Nights" (1968), and "John Wayne's Swing Out Sweet Land" (1972).

The brothers were mentioned on the very first episode of "Here's Lucy" (1968). When Harry balks about hiring family, Lucy says “Suppose the Smothers Brothers didn't hire relatives. We'd only have one Smother!” A month before “Here's Lucy” premiered, CBS presented a four episode series titled “The Summer Smothers Brothers Hour.” Season 3 of their popular variety show premiered a week later.

When Mr. Mooney sees Lucy and Viv reunited in "Lucy and the Lost Star" (1968), he calls them the 'Smothers Mothers'.

[a2zsportsnews]

Olympics Beach: Cuba smothers Partain-Benesh in volleyball opener

7 blocks for Jorge Alayo in Cuba’s upset over USA’s Miles Partain, Andy Benesh The demise of Andy Benesh and Miles Partain in their first match of the Paris Olympic Games can be summed up in two words: Jorge Alayo. The 23-year-old Cuban blocker, making his Olympic debut alongside 21-year-old defender Noslen Diaz, finished the 21-18, 21-18 upset with seven blocks — five more than Benesh and three…

[rohailabond]

From the archives: The Smothers Brothers

Folk musician-comedian Tom Smothers, half of the duo The Smothers Brothers, has died at age 86 following a cancer diagnosis. In this interview originally broadcast December 11, 2022, correspondent Lee Cowan talked with Tom and his brother, Dick, about "The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour," the late-1960s variety show that turned primetime TV upside-down by challenging the powers-that-be, from the White House to CBS. They also discussed sibling rivalries, censorship, and sharing a bond that's outlasted their critics. "CBS Sunday Morning" features stories on the arts, music, nature, entertainment, sports, history, science and Americana, and highlights unique human accomplishments and achievements. Check local listings for CBS Sunday Morning broadcast times.

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[shantechni]

"Leo's such a mother hen, I can't ��😭"

I'm sorry, have you met Raph:

Look at how he stood up from the chair when Leo just cringed in disgust, my gUY HE'S FINE CHILL OUT💀

[puppyeared]

thanks @chipper-smol for getting me ISAT i will be so irresponsible with the looping

[userarmand]

armand + our home, our story

[jay-wasstuff]

[mischievous-thunder]

Two days later:

Logan granted Wade's wish in the end

[girlwtdragontattoo]

Yandere elf x reader - Love Making

Character and Art belongs to @meo-eiru! Go follow her and love her 🫶(pushes all of you to her blog)

I am out of ideas, y‘all. I am so happy you guys love my dumb smut lol 🩷 really thank you! Idk if I‘ll do any more, unless specifically asked. Also, if meru is ok with it ✨

Warning: 18+ content, drugging, general nsfw, oral !

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He smothered you with his length.

You got brief respite when he exited, gasping in short bursts.

Silas was caressing your face with both of his hands, holding you in place. His soft thumb pressed lightly into your cheek.

„Good, good~“, he cooed breathily.

In his mind, he was just giving you your nourishment. He didn‘t fully understand why the milking made him feel so lightheaded, why he longed to do it over and over again. But mothers wrote in the baby books that it is a precious bonding ritual, one they never experienced before.

And surely, this was a feeling he hadn‘t experienced before.

Silas let his darling suck his teats every day, but because he was an elf, his milk was stored elsewhere. Of course!

He had a collection of instructional manuals he had consulted (Romance Novels) and they referred to this act as „love making“. What a beautiful term! Silas felt giddy whenever he thought about it. That‘s definitely what the situation in the spring was, too - it all makes sense now!

Letting out a few breathy moans, he felt you lick his tip, as he thrust gently forward. He had prepared you again, giving you long and deep kisses to fully drench you with his aphrodisiac tongue. It was impossible to stop yourself. The way his kisses made you forget yourself, wanting him. You knew now how hard you could come with him just in you. It was annoying to admit, but you wanted more.

You looked up at him and a flush of purple filled his ethereal face.

„K-keep drinking, my precious…“, he huffed. He was holding himself, pointing it at your open lips.

You let your tongue fall out. You could see him gasp inaudibly from arousal at the sight of you. It was kind of fun to tease him. He looked beside himself, whenever he was close.

Your tongue brushed his tip again and he shivered. He was gently holding the back of your head, his fingers laced within your messed up hair. You could feel him push you forward softly.

Without warning you swallowed him as much as you could. Silas yelped at the feeling of you jerking your head forward vigorously. The sounds he made were so pitiful. You couldn’t get that much of him in your throat, but the mere velocity and sudden depth made the elf convulse and shake uncontrollably. He was trying to hold back, but it was futile.

He exploded with a guttural squeal. You felt his seed plummet into your throat and you quickly released your mouth to avoid choking. More overflowed onto your face, the most of it was dripping out of the sides of your mouth though. You swallowed harshly at the load.

Silas was immobile, his arms twitching by his massive side. He didn‘t speak for a while either, so you just sat there in silence with faint sounds of dripping.

Finally, Silas sat up with a flushed face. Dried tears stained his cheeks as his lip quivered.

„Darling… y-you were hungry, weren‘t you?“ he was trying to talk in his melodic voice, but you had taken his ability to be graceful.

You brushed some semen off your chin and stared at him.

„Oh, let me!“, he grabbed a beautiful doily he had been embroidering with donkeys and cows on it. He read babies like barn animals.

He wiped your face clean.

„There! All clean,“ he beamed down at you. Still feeling a bit sticky, you asked if you could go wash your face. He clapped his hands frantically, proud of you, for whatever reason.

Silas‘s semen didn‘t smell like normal cum. It had a strange, soothing scent to it. You stood over the basin and sniffed your hand a few times. What was in his damn bloodstream that made everything about him smell so fucking divine?

In the background, you heard Silas practice some lullaby, poorly.

Evidently, it was time for bed.

[lightheal]

resubbed to xiv against my better judgement, spending all day thinking about my hroth's tummy

[roughridingrednecks]

Smothers in Kentucky

[umblrspectrum]

i got lazy in the second panel

[spiinka]

😌

[princessdimondheart]

Y/N: Simon?

Ghost: Yes, love?

Y/N: Can you come here for a second?

Ghost: yeah *goes to where Y/N is standing*

Y/N: sit on the couch *nudges him*

Ghost: *sits, confused* what is it?

Y/N: *places hands behind his neck and pulls his head closer* just come here

Y/N: *proceeds to shove Simon’s face into her well endowed bosom.*

Ghost: ?? Ghost: *muffled* ummm, ‘hat’s the poin’ of thiss luv?

Y/N: ssssshhhhhhh

Ghost: hah?? *tries to pull away*

Y/N: *shoves his face deeper into her boobs*

Y/N: sssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh

Ghost: ….. *mentally: okaayyy* *gives up and relaxes*

Ghost: *tightens his arms around Y/N* *cuddles his face further in her breasts*

Ghost: *slides his hands down* *squeezes her ass with both hands* mmmmhh

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[gomzdrawfr]

one bed trope with Price and Ghost but instead of slow burn and lots of hesitation is just them beating the shit outta each other trying to get to the bed im talking Ghost yanking that old man by his ankles and Price shoving his palm into Ghost's face

they will begrudgingly stuff themselves into the one bed, cursing all the way until exhaustion finally knock them out