#lovebirds (1960)

[krowblud]

Looooooord brother I got that daaaawwg in me

[beatleswings]

PAUL and LINDA McCARTNEY on their wedding day. March 12, 1969.

[krowblud]

Thank u for listening

bit of a delay in posting it oops but lmao whatever

[changingplumbob]

MoodCAS - Nostalgic

CAS Challenge by @mickimagnum - Featuring Devin Villareal

I'm susceptible to stars in the skies, I'm incurably romantic, If they're told to me all covered with sighs, The wildest of lies seems true. Each time a lovebird sings, I have no defenses, My heart is off on wings Along with my senses

Credits and blurb below...

Hair: @greenllamas Hat: @rustys-cc & @sentate colab Makeup, Earrings: @pralinesims Dress: @ice-creamforbreakfast Shoes: @sentate Necklace: Cottage Living Pearl Bracelet: Get to Work Bangles & Nails: Base game

I generally enjoy lots of movies, music and fashions from the 50's and 60's. When I feel nostalgic I get very old school like that. Let's Make Love came out in 1960. Marilyn Monroe's character is taking part in a play where she is playing a satire version of, yep, Marilyn Monroe. Anyway a billionaire goes to stop the play, only to get cast as the satire version of himself and fall in love with her. He gets a professional to write this song so he can have a scene with her. Thus the outfit is set back in that time. Lots of pearls because I feel like pearls were the classy thing back then. A dress covered with hearts helps Devin slide back in time.

[ouroboros-hideout]

6, 10, 20 & 25 for Like Napalm pretty please?

Thank you for the questions!

6. Do they have pet names for each other? Do they like them?

They have pet names for each other but not in a way of calling each other things like “darling” or “honey” or other cheesy stuff. The names they use for each other have a little backstory. Kurt is “Hound Dog” and Aon is “Wild Thing”. Their first real encounter takes place in Russia in Aon's mine and she's listening to music (she's really into music from the 1960-1980, very retro by 2065). However, the song that is playing when Kurt comes in is “Hound Dog” by Elvis Presley and the last song before Aon turns off the radio is “Wild Thing” by The Troggs. The songs have stuck in each other's minds over the years and at some point they start using them as pet names. As they are not particularly catchy, they tend to use the names in the third person to point things out to the other. Something like: “The Hound Dog looks particularly good today”, or “It's only been two days but I really start to miss the Wild Thing.” And yes they like them and those little games they play with it.

10. What was their last big fight? What did they learn from it?

They don't fight a lot. They rather disagree with each other more often and just sort it out, can either laugh about it afterwards or accept that they can't get on the same page. There is only one really big fight between the two, which also leads to a temporary break-up. It happens the night before the party at the Black Sapphire that V infiltrates in the canon story and Aon finds out that Kurt used to date Myers *cough* the ship is a thing I swear *cough*. This may not sound like a reason to fight at first, but a lot of little things come together Kurt hid from her over the years that combine to make quite a mess. And since both of them can become extreme hotheads in arguments, they say things that they may not have meant at the time. As they get back together, the learning effect is probably that honesty should be the highest good and after all the years they've known and loved each other, they should be able to confide in each other about anything. And that forgiveness is sometimes difficult, but things that are worth saving can remain through it.

20. If they disagree, who's usually the one to compromise?

Kurt in most cases. He's just better at using his natural talent for negotiation etc. to give up his point of view and find a compromise, Aon is too hot-headed for that and wants to impose her opinion and insist that she's right. But she also realizes when she was too over the top or wrong in the aftermath.

25. Who said "I love you" first?

Funny question because both never said it (as of 2077). At least out loud. There are certain points where both where considering to say it in a way “do I say it now? Or will he/she? - is it the right time - I dunno” - way. Since both are really damaged by previous relationships, they both dance around this concept a bit and can't really commit. And overall they are not "that cheesy" (no offense) and "lovebirds like". When they are not alone with each other they act more or less professional and just like very good friends and everything private stays private (everyone knows they are together but yea. Let's give them the illusion KEK). They eventually silently agree that they love each other but it's an unspoken truth that they both just know. I'm wondering if there might be a moment after 2077 where it finally bursts out of one of them because their reunion (they've been apart for +/- a year and a lot of shit has happened in the meantime) gets very emotional. But I'll decide that if I ever write my fanfiction that far.

[dolls-self-ships]

Do you always write your ships as taking place in the exact time period that the story takes place, or do you take some liberties with it? Like do you always imagine Lovebirds in the context of what was possible in 1960s England or do you let yourself play around with it a little? Sorry if that’s a weirdly specific/hard to answer question, I’m just trying to figure out how I want to write things for my Chicken Run selfship. 😅

I’m thrilled you asked actually! I usually like to keep it in the same time that the story takes place because for me it helps with the immersion/fantasy of it all. So when I do make lovebirds content, I usually like to use late 50’s/early 60’s themes, culture, etc. in it to seem authentic. Also it helps that I’ve always really loved retro aesthetics to begin with ^^

For example if I wanted to write a Drabble about say.. Daphne and Mac cuddling and watching the telly, I’d describe a show that was popular in that region at the time.

[krowblud]

SCREAMING AND SHAKING AND CRYING EVERYONE LOOOOOOOOOK

Commission for @krowblud Thank you so much!!

[gloriouswhispers]

HENRIK EKLUND

Age & Birthday: 32 years old, October 9th 1990

Gender/Pronouns: cis man he/him

Birthplace: Stockholm, Sweden

Time in Atlanta: 5 years

Neighborhood: Brookwood Hills

Association: Media

Occupation: Journalist at Atlanta Times

Positive personality traits: Focused, Composed, Charismatic

Negative personality traits: Impulsive, Selfish, Aloof

BIO:

Henrik was born and raised in Stockholm, Sweden and is the younger brother to Oskar Eklund

The Eklunds were prominent within the Handelsbanken in New York since the 1960s and also worked within Swedish and American politics and banking for two generations.

The Eklund household was strict and unemotional with expectations on their two sons to achieve greatness. Oskar seemed to do this with ease but Henrik fell behind, often receiving the coldness from their parents.

Henrik moved to NYC to live with Oskar when he was twenty but wasn't trusted to venture into politics and certainly not with money. He was urged into journalism to be utilized as a tool for the family, to spin certain stories as needed for their own benefit. Be it for family within politics or their banker relatives.

When Oskar had connections that could give him the district attorney position in Atlanta, Henrik didn't follow at first. He tried to give his journalism career a genuine try but gave up, as always, two years later and moved to Atlanta. He was plopped into a journalist position in Atlanta Times and has been there ever since. He is still the perfect Eklund tool for their needs, especially his brother's agendas and rarely works hard at all as the stories he tell are already written for him.

When he began an on and off relationship with his co-worker and boss' daughter Isabella, Henrik began seeing the error of his ways and tried once again to produce good and honest journalism. His family don't quite care for the Westwood name and the two lovebirds found themselves in a dilemma. It's the classical case of will they or won't they, topped with political agendas trying to be forced a secret.

[babbushka]

omg!!! 'taking a painting class and gifting each other the painting they made' w/ young flip as a cute date for the two lovebirds

A/N: Thank you so much for this request! It was so sweet and soft! I took a slightly different direction with this prompt only because painting classes for date night really weren't a thing in the 1960s like they are today, but I hope that you enjoy this little something that I've written up :)

1k, no warnings, just fluff! (set in the Flip & His Darling Jewish Wife AU)

Sometimes, Flip thinks, he’s really annoyed by himself. Because really, this whole thing was his idea, and therefore his own fault, and that meant he had no one to blame but himself, which is the worst place to be. He meant it as a joke, really, this idea of going on a date to the park where the two of you decided to paint each other a picture.

It was supposed to have been taken as the sarcastic comment that he intended it to be, last weekend when you asked if he would go with you to the new art museum exhibit. But here he is, sitting in the fucking park, with you hidden behind a stretched canvas that you picked up from the art supply store.

“Okay, are you ready?” You ask him, peeking your head out from around the canvas, immediately sending alarm bells to go off in his head.

“What? No -- not yet, is time really over?” Scrambling, he looks at his canvas and the shitty sorry state it was in, and tries to find a plan to stall.

“Flip we’ve been at this for three hours, the sun is starting to set, yes time is up.” You roll your eyes at him, always stubborn your boyfriend was. “I’ll count to three and then we’ll show -- ”

“I just need another uhh,” He interrupts you, because he absolutely positively cannot have you seeing this thing that is supposed to be a present for you, but is nearly guaranteed to make you dump him on the spot, “Another hour.”

“But then it’ll be completely dark outside!” You laugh, shaking your head .

“Yes, exactly.” He points out, and this was the wrong move, because you’re putting down your paint brushes all of a sudden, and are beginning to move as though you’re going to come over to his easel, which he has to stop at any and all costs.

“Aw come on, it can’t be that bad. Besides, I like you, so even if it is, I’ll still love it.” You try placating him with the honest truth, but he doesn’t buy it.

“I’m not so sure about that.” Lighting up a cigarette, he briefly wonders if this acrylic paint is flammable, and whether or not it would be illegal to try and find out.

Stopping just shy of his easel, you fold your arms in front of your chest, and stare him down in that manner that looks all too much like his own mother’s, when you demand to know, “What is the worst that can happen?”

“You see how ugly it is, decide you hate me, break up with me and never talk to me again.” The answer comes quickly, so fast in fact that you have to scoff out a laugh.

“Do you really think I would do that? Seriously?” Raising a brow at him, you stare him down, and dammit he never likes it when you do that because he can’t ever lie to you.

“No.” You admits, “But you wanted the worst, so.”

“There’s no need to be so difficult -- ” You start, but in true Flip fashion, he decides that yes actually he has to be difficult, and so he scoops you up in a fireman’s carry and tosses you over his shoulder, marching away from the easels as you laugh and smack his back, “Flip! Put me down!”

“Nope, I’m taking you to the car and we’ll drive far away from here.” He announces, and you only laugh some more, the swooping feeling in your stomach from being upside down having you in a fit of giggles.

“You’re so annoying, this was your idea, remember?” You smack his back again, and he huffs out an embarrassed groan at your very correct point.

“I didn’t think we’d actually be painting! I just thought we could make out in the park the whole time.” He shrugs, sucking down some more of the nicotine to keep himself calm.

He’s too distracted though, because as he puffs on his cigarette, you wriggle out of his grip and jump back to the ground, hitting the grass running as you bolt with laughter back to the easels.

“Dammit -- get back here.” Flip shouts, racing after you, hoping to grab you before you see the canvas, but it’s too late.

You’re standing there, in front of his easel, with one hand on your chest and the other reaching out for you. That’s a good sign at the very least, he thinks, as you look at it and look at it and look at it some more, tilting your head this way and that, looking just beyond the painting to the lake that Flip had been trying to capture.

“Oh it’s beautiful, Flip.” You compliment him, and even though he can hear the sincerity in your voice, he’s still not so sure.

“Shut up, I know it’s -- ”

“No, I mean it.” You cut him off, “It’s really good, I’m almost embarrassed to show you mine now.”

“What? No way.” That makes Flip frown, and curiosity gets the better of him. He isn’t surprised when he sees a near perfect representation of the flower bushes and bench that you had decided to paint, not surprised at all. You look at him, and he sighs, “You’re so talented, I really hate you sometimes.”

“No you don’t.” You swat at his chest for the comment, and he only smiles, because no, of course he doesn’t.

And if, a decade later, you hang the paintings up side by side in the hallway of the first house in the suburbs that he buys for you, he doesn’t complain then. He’s not an artist, not by a fuckin’ longshot, but you liked this painting enough to have it framed, and that coupled with the memory of a date that really should have just been making out by the lake, makes it all worth it for Flip.

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[honeygleam]

happy valentines day, lovebirds.

zazie dans la métro (1960) dir. louis malle

[krowblud]

Hello I can’t sleep so I copied my boyfriend and did this too 😁 let me know if it’s based

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[tcm]

New Year’s Eve in Classic Movies By Raquel Stecher

There are few things that fill me with more joy than a terrific New Year’s Eve celebration in a classic movie. New Year’s is a special holiday and, in my opinion, highly underrated. Think about it. It’s essentially everyone’s birthday. It’s a time for us to turn the page into a new chapter in our lives individually and collectively. It’s a time of hope, of resolution, of embracing change and of setting new goals for the future.

In movies, New Year’s can effectively demonstrate a character’s evolution. It can be strategic in a plot where the character sheds an old life in order to transition to a new one. It’s also a fantastic way to depict revelry with a grand party filled with confetti, streamers, noisemakers and a glass of champagne or two. And if you’re the type who prefers to stay at home for New Year’s, binge watching classic films like THE THIN MAN series or the Marx Bros. movies can be a wonderful way to wind down. Let’s ring in the New Year with some classic movies that embrace this very special holiday together.

When I think of New Year’s movies the first one that comes to mind is BACHELOR MOTHER (’39). Starring Ginger Rogers and David Niven, this delightful romantic comedy tells the story of a shopgirl who inadvertently winds up with an orphan baby and cannot convince anyone in her life that the baby is not her own. BACHELOR MOTHER has my favorite New Year’s Eve sequence. Rogers gets a complete makeover with new pieces from the department store, including a shimmery dress, a mink coat adorned with orchids, a veil, a purse, gloves and shoes. She is the epitome of elegance. The class difference becomes apparent here as David (David Niven) convinces Polly (Ginger Rogers) to speak fake Swedish so she won’t feel out of place with David’s upper-class cohorts. This is done to great comedic effect. The sequence goes on to include a four-course meal and plenty of dancing. The lovebirds get separated in a crowd in Times Square only to be reunited just in time for a New Year’s kiss.

In the Rat Pack movie OCEAN’S 11 (’60), New Year’s serves as the perfect time to orchestrate a major heist. Led by Danny Ocean (Frank Sinatra), his team of 11 WWII buddies plan to rob millions from five Las Vegas casinos: the Desert Inn, the Flamingo, the Riviera, the Sahara and the Sands. The film stars Rat Packers Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., Peter Lawford, Dean Martin and Joey Bishop accompanied by other talent including Richard Conte and Akim Tamiroff. The heist is timed specifically to ringing in of 1960. As everyone sings “Auld Lang Syne,” two members of the team blow up an electrical tower, blacking out the entire Las Vegas Strip. This is when the rest of the team get to work robbing each of the five casinos and making their escape. The characters find themselves at a crossroads in their lives in one way or another. While this isn’t explored with every character, it is examined with a handful. There has to be an impetus for them to commit this crime. New Year’s in 1960’s Las Vegas is a mix of kitsch and glamour. Each of the casinos has their own outlandishly styled party.

Who wouldn’t want to ring in the New Year with Nick and Nora (William Powell and Myrna Loy)? In AFTER THE THIN MAN (’36), the duo visits the Lychee Club, a seedy nightclub, on a mission to help Nora’s cousin Selma (Elissa Landi). Her husband Robert (Alan Marshall) has been missing for three days and the two discover that Robert has gotten involved with the wrong crowd. The film boasts a wild welcome home party followed by an equally epic New Year’s party at the Lychee. Nora tells Nick that she’s looking forward to their “first New Year’s alone” when suddenly they are joined by a group of ex-cons. Nick enjoys the revelry with scotch in one hand and a toy saxophone in another. There is an accidental kiss, lots of streamers, plenty of booze and two song-and-dance numbers led by hoofer/actress Penny Singleton.

THE APARTMENT (’60) is best known for being a dark romantic comedy set during the Christmas season, but New Year’s proves to be a major turning point for the two main characters. C.C. Baxter (Jack Lemmon) is working his way up the corporate ladder by letting his superiors make use of his apartment for their extramarital trysts. Things get complicated when he discovers that his love interest, elevator operator Miss Kubelik (Shirley MacLaine), is having an affair with his boss. Their Christmas Eve is dire with Kubelik attempting suicide and Baxter trying to bring her back to some semblance of a life. The New Year’s Eve sequence, set in a Chinese nightclub, much like in AFTER THE THIN MAN, is when Kubelik realizes she wants to shed he old life and start afresh. She quietly says “ring out the old year, ring in the new. Ring-a-ding-ding” as she contemplates a new life for herself, resulting in one of the most iconic ending scenes and lines in movie history.

[snappingsound]

We'll never be Exactly like we wanted to be I could be satisfied Knowing you love me

The Mamas & the Papas, Dedicated to the One I Love

[sheridans-dynamos]

Hello! Could you do #8 and Ben? Maybe in and au where he is not dead?

Okay, so Ben is alive, but that's pretty much the only difference. Him and Klaus got stranded together in 1960, and Ben still follows Klaus around, I don't have a reason why. But it had to be like that for this to work lol. Hope you like it!

8. "I don’t…I’ve never… been in a relationship and I’m going to make mistakes…I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me."

It was a nice day, so you had decided to enjoy a walk out on the grounds. Needing a little break from the other members of Destiny's Children. 

Now, if anyone had told you a few years that ago you'd end up in a cult, you would've laughed. Or maybe even punched them in the face. It had started out purely as a joke. You and a friend decided to go see this strange man's speech, wondering what all the fuss was about. You'd had no intention of actually joining his "alternative spiritual community." 

But while there, you'd met a shy, adorable man named Ben. You later learned that he happened to be the brother of the so-called "Prophet," Klaus. Ben had instantly captured your attention, and you hadn't been willing to just part ways and never see him again. So you'd opted to stick around for a while. 

And now here you were, still with them after all this time. It wasn't so bad, the people were nice, albeit quite intense. You never really fit in with them, as you never truly bought into Klaus' whole "thing." But you still felt comfortable there. 

Ben had become a good friend. You felt more than friendship for him, but he'd never made a move in all the time you'd known him, so you assumed he was simply not interested.

 You'd also formed a bond with Klaus. He caught on pretty fast to the fact that he didn't impress you all that much, since you didn't exactly make an effort of hiding it. You were careful not to break the others' bubbles, but you definitely weren't kissing Klaus' ass like them. You called him by his name, not some ridiculous titles like "Prophet," and he seemed to appreciate it greatly, considering you were pretty much the only member he actually bothered to remember the name of.

Your mind wandered back to Ben as you took in deep breaths of fresh air. Wondering what he was up to right now. Hopefully he was out too somewhere nearby. You didn't want to seek him out without a plausible excuse, but running into him was different, right? Then you'd get to spend some time with him, without him knowing that that's pretty much all you ever wanted to do.

You were taken out of your thoughts by the sound of someone running, headed in your direction. You turned to face the source of the commotion, raising your brows as you saw who was coming towards you at full speed.

"Klaus?" you asked, looking around in confusion for what he may be running from.

"Shhhh! Shhhh!" he hissed frantically as he put his finger to his lips. "You never saw me," he added before bolting once more, in direction of some nearby trees.

You stood there, stunned, trying to figure out what had just happened. Until you finally understood-- 

"Y/N?" 

You cringed at the man jogging toward you, quickly replacing the frown on your face with a fake, bright smile. "Keechie!" you forced out in a cheerful tone, trying not to grit your teeth. 

"Have you seen the Prophet?" he asked, turning his head in all directions, still searching as he awaited your answer.

"Kla- the Prophet?" you quickly corrected yourself. "Oh, yeah. He went that way," you said, pointing in the direction opposite where Klaus had gone moments before. 

Keechie bowed to you, a weird little hand gesture accompanying his movement as he said, "Thank you, thank you." Before resuming his jog after Klaus.

"You shouldn't have saved his sorry ass." You jumped at the voice coming from behind you. A smile grew on your face as you saw it was Ben who had snuck up on you, a smile on his face as well. 

"Come on, he doesn't deserve to have to deal with Keechie," you said with a laugh. "Nobody does," you added as an afterthought. Most people here were alright, but Keechie was just something else. He was clingy and unbearable, even for a cultist. You had no idea how Klaus survived having to deal with him so often.

Ben shook his head in amusement. "Oh, he deserves it. He brought this all upon himself. He deserves every unpleasant minute of it."

You laughed, bumping your shoulder against his. "You don't mean that. I know you love him." You linked your arms, nudging him to start walking with you. 

"Maybe," he scoffed, but you saw the affectionate smile he was trying to hide. They may bicker constantly like an old married couple, but you knew they cared deeply for one another.

"So, were you having a good time, before my idiot brother and his most loyal subject disturbed you?" he asked, and you laughed at the term he'd used. He better not say that around his brother, or Klaus might take a liking to it, demanding to be referred to as "your majesty."

"Yeah, I was. It's nice to be able to breathe, away from the group." He nodded in acknowledgment. He knew you tended to feel overwhelmed in big gatherings. "But," you added, "I was actually hoping I'd run into you."

"Really?" A hopeful smile appeared on his face, and you made an effort not to grin wildly like you so desperately wanted to. There was something so incredibly endearing about Ben's smile. Every time you saw it, you fell in love all over again.

"Yeah, can't ever go too long without missing my best friend," you said in a light tone, trying to mask the tremor in your voice. It wasn't anything new you for you to be this close to Ben, but every time you were, you had to put a lot of attention on hiding just how much you wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him senseless.

"Best friend… right…" he mumbled, unlinking your arms and walking a few steps away from you, letting himself plop down on the ground, his back leaning against a tree. 

You frowned at his reaction before making your way to him. You sat down next to him, careful not to touch him.

"Hey, what did I say?" you asked softly, looking at him, but he only looked straight ahead, his hands fidgeting. "Whatever it was, I'm sorry," you added.

He finally turned his head to look at you. "No, no, don't apologize. It's me… I..." he trailed off.

"You what?" you prompted gently after he stayed silent for too long, eager to understand what had made him so upset. 

"I should have said something long ago," he started, and you tensed, worried as to where this was gonna go. His tone was serious, and he seemed nervous. "It's probably too late now. Maybe there was never a chance at all…" he trailed off once more, searching for words.

You put your hand on his knee, looking into his eyes as you said, "Ben, whatever it is, you can say it, it's okay. I can take it."

"Okay, here it is." He took a deep breath, and you braced yourself. "I love you, Y/N. I'm pretty sure I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you," he finished quickly, looking at your hand on his knee, his still fidgeting nervously. 

"That's what you wanted to say? Jeez, Ben, I thought you were about to say that you secretly hated me, and you never wanted to see me again!" you exclaimed, your anxious energy giving way to pure excitement. 

He gave you a sheepish smile, his eyes lifting to meet yours. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. And I'm sorry to just spring this on you, too. I understand if-"

"I love you, too," you cut him off quickly, and the smile he gave you made you want to cry. "I've loved you all this time. Christ, I joined a cult for you! But you never made it seem like you were interested, so I settled for being your friend. That was better than nothing." You lifted your hand from his knee, taking his hand instead. 

You realized you actually had started crying when he raised his free hand to gently wipe a stray tear off your cheek. His hand lingered there as he spoke, "I'm sorry. I didn't know how to act around you. From the second I saw you, I knew you were special. I knew I had to get close to you somehow. But I didn't want to freak you out, I had no idea if you felt the same way." 

You leaned closer to him, pressing a kiss to his lips. It was everything you'd imagined, and more. Completely worth the wait.

As you pulled apart, he took your hand in his, worry back in his gaze. You frowned slightly, but before you could ask what was wrong, he said, "I don’t…I’ve never… been in a relationship and I’m going to make mistakes…I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me.” 

You let out a soft chuckle as you brought his hand up to your mouth, placing a kiss there before reassuring him. "Of course, Ben. I mean, I'm no expert either. But we'll navigate this together, alright? We'll both make mistakes, but it's gonna be okay, cause we're together now, and that's all that matters."

The smile returned to his face as he nodded, pulling you close to him once more.

You had no idea how long you two had been entangled with each other, could've been minutes, could've been hours. Only breaking apart when a voice made you both jump. 

"Oh, shit! Sorry, sorry, my bad!" Klaus appeared in your line of sight, and you grunted in frustration. His hair was disheveled and he was missing a shoe. But it seemed he had finally managed to lose Keechie.

As you made to get up, Klaus hurriedly said, "No, no please, do carry on." He gestured wildly at the two of you. "I have been waiting for this to happen for ages. About damn time!" he exclaimed, and you couldn't help the small laugh that escaped you. Ben rolled his eyes and gave Klaus a pointed look, clearing his throat. 

Klaus, upon realizing he was still standing there, gaping at the two of you, quickly added, "Right, right. I'll leave you lovebirds alone." He only made it a few steps before he turned his head back towards you, a cheeky grin on his face as he said, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear, "No funny business, you two!" Then he took off running.

You groaned and leaned your head against the tree but, despite your best efforts, you couldn't hide your amusement as Ben yelled back at his brother, "Shut up, Klaus!"

[harrietmjones]

I heard this song recently and immediately, I knew I wanted it to be included in the show, The Marvelous Mrs Maisel.

Might be just me and my mind though.

I really think it’s a beautiful song. It came out in 1951, which is nearly a decade before 1960, so it’s a song that would exist in the TMMM universe.

I’m not going to say any of my personal thoughts and ideas on what sort of situation(s) with whom etc. I can hear this song being used, other than I imagine it’s for Midge. ❤️

Lyrics:

‘Why am I... Just as happy as a child

Why am I... Like a racehorse running wild

Why am I... In a state of ecstasy

The reason is 'cause something's happened to me

I'm in love again, and the spring is comin'

I'm in love again, hear my heart strings strummin'

I'm in love again, and the hymn I'm hummin'

is the "Huddle Up, Cuddle Up Blues"

I'm in love again, and I can't rise above it

I'm in love again, and I love, love, love it

I'm in love again, and I'm darn glad of it

Good news!

Someone sad had the awful luck to meet

Someone bad, but the kind of bad that's sweet

No one knows what a glimpse of paradise

Someone who's naughty showed to someone who's nice

I'm in love again, and with glee I bubble

I'm in love again, and the fun's just double

I'm in love again, if I got in trouble

I'll be cursin' one person I know

I'm in love again, I'm a lovebird singin'

I'm in love again, I'm the spring lamb springin'

I'm in love again, weddin' bells are ringin'

Let's go!’

[mitsususu]

Whether it’s soul marks, red strings of fate, or the Goose of Enforcement, Steve and Bucky are fated to be together. Below are my Top 5 Favorites:

“For Words to Say it Right” (T, 25k) by Squeaky and Taste_is_Sweet

Turns out when you're missing an arm, everyone asks are you okay? all the damn time. And when your soulmark is one of the most common questions in English, it's even worse.

+ Modern AU. Sometimes the universe gives second chances. And third chances. And so on, until you finally get it. Absolutely stunning story 

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“This Feeling We Carry In Our Souls” (T, 26k) by jinlinli

Bucky hasn’t seen his own soul mark in seven years, not since a doctor sawed off his left arm to save his life. So it’s a little bit of a shock when he walks into Stark Tower and sees at least a dozen people with his soul mark proudly emblazoned on their skin.

And that’s how Bucky finds out he’s soulmates with Captain fucking America.

+ Shrunkyclunks. Can you recognize your soulmate without seeing their mark? 

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“ties that bind” (M, 15k) by wearing_tearing

Steve takes a step forward and is proud when his voice only shakes a little when he asks, “Do you know who I am?”

Bucky blinks, and then his mouth twitches up in a crooked smile. “I know you are mine.”

Between them, the first knot on their red string comes untangled.

+ TFA to post WS. The serum lets Steve see Red Strings of Fate and Project Insight goes very differently

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“Wild Goose Chase” (T, 4k) by layersofsilence

Steve had always wondered why it was geese - loud, annoying, generally unromantic creatures - which were the animals that led humans to their soulmates. He’d always thought that a more romantic creature would make more sense: a dove, a lovebird, maybe something delicate and soft like a deer.

Well, now he knew why it was geese: there was no escaping a goose. They were the peak of evolution when it came to harassing people into going places. They were fucking annoying.

+Pre TFA. Soulmate geese don’t give a shit about homophobia

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“sidereal” (M, 67k) by girlbookwrm, art by verbalatte

“…The modern viewer must remember that prior to the 1960s, soulmark portraits were the ultimate in taboo. But one can see how an artist like Captain Rogers would feel compelled to pick up his sketchbook…

...Captain Rogers never did a self-portrait; we can only speculate who his soulmate — or soulmates — might have been."

Franklin, Hannah. “Howling Commandos Leave their Mark in Portrait Series by Captain America.” Newsweek, July 9, 2009.

+ TFA to Infinity War. Steve may be compatible with the commandos and the avengers, but his true mate is always Bucky

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*More Stucky Recs here