#prank sinatra

[for-the-roses]

I've just finished New Girl and I'm so sentimental

The scene where they're playing true American with their children was adorable. I didn't expect to like this show so much.

It was an excellent last episode. So glad Nick and Jess ended up together

Now I need a new series to watch every night, preferably something with tons of romance. Any suggestions?

[housewifebuck]

prank sinatra. give.

ok well. it has long been my belief that if Maddie and Eddie were allowed to exist on screen together for more than 14 seconds they could easily be the next Cece/Winston level iconic disaster besties who become pranksters in arms. basically I just wanted an excuse to write them being silly and stupid together but I definitely would not actually have done it if u hadn't hyped me up so u r a real one for that <3 here is a snippy

[coppertophomegurl]

The poem The poet

[kmt123whatsthetea]

I Get a Kick Out Of You

Fred Weasley x reader x George Weasley

A sequel to Something Stupid

Requested by @saintlike05

A/N: I am so sorry that this took so long. But I'm finally here to write and continue with the Frank Sinatra title theme.

T/W: Make up sex, Unprotected sex, Double Penetration, Anal, Spitting, Food play?, Teensy bit of hair pulling

If you told this story to others, you'd get a different response.

Mrs Weasley said it was fate that you walked into the shop and back into her son's lives. Hermione jokingly played it off as your brain needing the comforting colour of orange that you lost when you broke up with the twins. But the twins themselves, they called it a miracle.

It was even more miraculous that you agreed to give it another go.

The twins had discussed it after you left. They realised how careless they had been and that you only left because of their actions. Your leaving was their consequence.

They had agreed to be better for your sake. The only people they would prank from now on would be their customers, their family members, and you from time to time.

It was George's idea to have a make up date, only to mask Fred’s idea of make up sex. They planned it all. A candlelit dinner with flowers, your favourite food, and a muggle CD of some guy called Frank Sinatra that Hermione had recommended (they had gone to her for advice on how to make the perfect date after Ginny had turned them away, claiming that it was gross to think of her brother's having sex).

After that, it was all set. The clock was counting down until your scheduled arrival. Even Fred was nervous, more so than he had been on the first date.

Your first date with the twins was one to remember. You had gotten many weird looks from the other Hogsmead patrons when you gave both boys a rather loving peck on the lips. Sometimes the twins worried that the love triangle would be the thing to end your relationship. What if you did want both of them? What if you wanted someone else? Or even worse…

…What if you wanted just one of the twins?

The twins were alike in every way possible. They each had that very thought but didn't realise that the other shared it. Of course they knew that you loved them both equally, but it was still a fear that remained.

When you knocked on the door, it took both men a good minute before they rushed to let you in. Their dopey smiles remained throughout the time you took your coat off to the time you sat at the small table in the twins kitchen. They treated you like a princess throughout the little ‘make-up date’. They waited on you and even cooked you your favourite dinner (which you’re certain tasted like Molly’s cooking, but you appreciated the thought)

When dinner was finished and George took your plates, Fred smirked your way.

“Maybe we could make dessert a little more…enjoyable?”

At first, you thought Fred was being his regular old self. That was until George came back carrying a bowl of strawberries and a can of whipped cream.

Fred took a hold of the whipped cream and brushed your hair aside beside squirting a small blob of the canned goodness onto your neck. His tongue followed suit, licking it all up until there was more saliva than cream on your neck. Both men knew which spots would make you keen and practically melt, which is why Fred paid extra special attention to those sweet spots.

The bowl of strawberries sat forgotten while your sensitive neck became the perfect pairing for the whipped cream. George took the can from his brother and repeated similar licks on the other side. Soon, your neck was coated in a thin veil of saliva and cream.

They had always said that you were sweeter than any dessert.

George picked you up in his arms, securing his hands on your thighs while Fred moved his hands to your hips, keeping you boxed between their chests. Your skirt was riding up, making their job even easier. Fred pulled your underwear to the side before bringing his hand to his mouth and spitting on his fingertips. He used his spit as lube, rubbing it from your clit and over your folds before massaging your tight hole. Fred leaned his face close to your ear.

“Can you take us both, love? I know how much of a little nympho you can be”

You had done anal before, but never both at once. During sex, you always used your mouth or your pussy. George guided your eyes back to him by a gentle finger on your chin.

“It's okay if you can't take it, baby. We just want to make you feel good”

Without hesitation, you nodded eagerly.

“I can take it”

Fred’s horny devil took over. He positioned his tip at the tight ring of muscle and slowly started pushing. Your grip on George's shoulders tightened, and he kept his firm yet gentle hold on your chin. He made sure that you focused on him while Fred bottomed out.

George gestured down and you knew that he was asking for help removing his cock from his trousers since both of his hands were holding you up by your thighs. You unzipped his trousers and pushed his boxers down, just enough to uncover the prize inside. You guided him to your folds as best you could, before he lowered you down. The stretch of both of their cocks inside of you made your chest feel tight, like your breath was robbed. Their cocks were literally breathtaking.

The twins took turns thrusting, making sure that you were stretched around one of them at all times. A symphony of moans and obscene squelches filled the air, followed by the lingering smell of sex. That coil in your stomach slowly got tighter and tighter. George could feel your walls squeezing his cock so he shot Fred a glance over your shoulder. Fred gently pulled your hair back to get your attention.

“Does our pretty baby wanna cum? Why don't you show us just how much you missed us?”

That's all it took for you to fall apart in their arms. Your grip on George's shoulders tightened while you came down from your high. Even in your blissed out states, you liked to guess which of the twins would cum first. But they were twins through and through.

Both of your holes were filled with their warm cum almost simultaneously. Neither twin pulled out or let you down. Even when their muscles started to get tired, they kept a hold of you.

Literally or figuratively, the twins would always keep a hold of you. Because you were the only one who had been given the keys to their hearts.

And they would do anything to get you back.

[yey56]

Villainous x reader that has had a lot of jobs and identities.

DR FLUG 🧪:

He is really curious about your life and how the hell have you managed to enter in so many jobs.

He has a lot of doctorates and has studied several science oriented careers so he's also happy that someone else has some extent qualifications.

Is honestly surprised about your stories. You once told him about working in a morgue as a mortuary assistant and how some paranormal activities happened around you.

You're his first option when he needs someone to substitute him in the lab or in any of his tasks because he knows that there's a high chance of you having already done it before.

Does not understand how you're still alive since most of your jobs have been either live threatening or just high risk.

He will never know the total of how many jobs you have done in the past. Whenever he thinks he already knows everything and that nothing can surprise him you come up with some new anecdotes about another one of your former jobs.

He once asked you if you really had all the qualifications needed for your jobs. You told him that in some jobs you had the qualifications but in others don't so you just lied and pretended (it went well because of your stupid good luck and you golden tongue 😛)

Sometimes you appear with new certificates of several different universities. Hes starting to suspect that you forged them.

You have many forged documents, he once checked your several passports and ID and in each one of them you have a different name and nationality. He's not sure why you haven't been caught yet.

But actually you have, it's just that you make new ones in another location so every police attempt to catch you after your obvious job negligences or some cases you have been accused of scamming are in vain because you keep fading.

He asks himself if you even are called what he calls you. And your answer always will be: we'll never know 🙂

Your experience gives him some calm because you have to have some experience in what you do so he trusts you to not make a havoc of everything you touch (unlike dementia).

Sometimes you two hang out studying something new or trying to teach each other something the other doesn't know. You exchange knowledge while sipping coffe and eating waffles 🥞🧇

Genuinely afraid that someday the justice system would be able to catch you.

Will always have an eye on you. He knows your a menace to his perfec organasation system.

Not gonna lie, the first time he was aware of your falsifying documet activities he was a little afraid you where going to try and use any kind of information against him.

Reader: Flug, whens your birthday

Flug: why? So you can look up my natal chart? So you can figure out my personal data?

Reader: ...So I know when to wish you a happy birthday

Flug:😧😶😶‍🌫️🫥

DEMENCIA 🦎:

You and her together are a really chaotic combination. Not recommended if you value your peace ✌️

Whenever she wants to mess with Flug or with BH she calls for you because you will know what to do in 99% of the time.

For example, she wants to play a prank on Flug but doesn't want him noticing her in the cameras. Then there you are to help her, you disconnect the camera system and somehow convince Flug it has happened out of the blue.

Basically you're the perfect accomplice for any crime she may want to commit.

Remember how I said Flug is starting to suspect that you forged your certificates. Well she bets on her life each one of them are fake, but since your strategy to play pretend always works shes not complaining. 🤗

LOVES to see (and try sometimes) your former uniforms. You have them all put away in your closet and each one of them is different from the last. Heck somehow you manage to get yourself a police uniform. 👮

You are the one making her false identities and forging her documents in case she needs them.

Her and Flug made a bet the she would never get a university degree and that the day she got one he would dress as a sheep (like the sheep jumpsuit Dipper form gravity falls got).

Well she came to you and you did not only forged her a degree, you decided that it would be funny AF to give her have a neurology degree.🧑‍🔬

Save to say that Flug passed out once she showed him the document. (You had a pretty good laugh with that)

I mean you're a pretty good team. A chaos agent and a great falsificator that's knows about everything. 💪

She will always have your back in any lie you have.

Like your telling Flug an obviously fake story about your mission with dementia in which you exagerate everything and while he looks at you doubting every word you say Dementia comes in and agrees with you, adding more shit to the lie.

You have so much fun with her and she's always in for whatever you have in mind. Save to say she's your favourite.🥰

She wants you to break in with her in some bank or prison and do the whole act of pretending to be there working only to then cause havoc and shouting down the security systems.

You joke around a lot, but sometimes the jokes get out of hand:

Dementia: Hey, you know what, I love murder mystery we should watch that.

Reader being absolutely honest for once: well for your information I've been a suspect in four murder cases 😌

Dem:😶

BLACK HAT 🎩

The vast experience is always welcome, the problem is that he has some doubts about the veracity of some of your capacities but as long as you can work well and not fuck up he's not going to scold you for forging documents or lying in the interview. 👍

Since you clearly have experience in falsifying documents he uses that to make false reports or false contracts to make future clients sign something shady.

Considering that you have worked in lots of fields he can use you for a lot of tasks. Need to restore a old paiting? There you are to do it. His snake pet is suddenly ill or with stomach issues? Worry not, you have worked at a zoo before.

And the list goes on a on. You never get bored there

Really appreciates the wit and the quick thinking you have because it's very useful in a lot of situations. Your just start talking with all of the confidence in the world even though you're probably telling the biggest lie human kind has ever witnessed. 🤫🫢

And the worst of all? It. fucking. works. Even though you seem to have no idea about something you manage to uphold a conversation pretending you know everything about it, and you can keep it up quite a while!!

You also always try to investigate about what you are trying to pretend to know about, just to stay safe.

He's probably the only one that know your real name. But the rest of the crew are always doubting which of your several identities you really are. 🥷

Also the fact that you can change your narrative and pretend to be a whole different person with a whole different life. He adores that, it's very useful for a villain to be able to know how to put an act and get away with it. 😶‍🌫️🫥

Thinks you're valuable to the organisation.

As well as dementia, hes also fully convinced that all of your certificates are false but he doesn't doubt that you have knowledge in those fields. He just thinks you forged the documents and thats it.

Will not believe your obvious exaggerated stories. You're not a reliable narrator since he knows your habit of twisting a little bit the reality or as you put it "selecting the truth".

He doesn't think your completely useless and since you have had lots of experiences in life you are somehow interesting. He feels pity for all of your former bosses, mostly because you confided him that the reason you had so many jobs is because in most of them you got fired. 😐😑

You're the nightmare of employers. 😚✌️

Somehow gets used to your shenanigans and already expects you to generate some kind of problematic situation.

BH, answering the phone: Hello?

Reader: It's reader.

BH: what did they do this time

Reader: No!, it's me, reader. It's actually me.

BH: what the hell did you do this time?! ��🤬

Reader: it's not like I try to blow things up. It's just sort of happens. Though you've got to admit that the fire is fascinating 🔥

One of his favourites stories you told him was when you were working for an illegal organization that bringed back prehistoric animals to life with the purpose of the tourism of the rich folk.

You were fired because you shot down the security system because in your own words " I always wanted to see a diplodocus close" so since lots of life's were put in danger and some lost in that incident you were fired and sued for that.🦕

Of course you changed identities again and flew away from the place where this was taking place.

You never presented yourself at court. You're not only banned from entering that country but also you have an arrest notice. If you put a foot there you will face life sentence 🫠🙃

Kinda respects your ability to just go away and start a new whenever you go. But will not let you unsupervised.

5.0.5 🐻

Storytelling with him is a MUST.

you have told him so many stories about your past jobs and each one of them has a changed narrative by you but since he loves hearing stories he doesn't think much about it.

When Flug is busy he always asks you to help him with whatever he's doing.

He once catched restoring one of BH's paintings and also wanted to draw so he just brought a notebook next to where you were and stayed there with you.

He makes lots of drawing for you and you either hang them in your bedroom wall or put away in your drawer.

From time to time you gift him little things you have stolen from your former jobs. You worked at an acuarium? You give him a plushie of a whale you kept.

He's confused when you present yourlsef with other names, you have tried to explain it to him but it doesn't really stuck.

Really good listener, if you need to vent to someone it will sure be either him or Flug if you catch him relaxed enough.

Both of you have fun hanging out. You always tell random data about absolutely everything and he just sits there and listens to you.

[megzscribbleznwordz]

pls pls romantic HCs for colonel gentleman and action man from venture bros? (separate please!) ty :)

HELL YEAH OLD MAN ENJOYERS UNITE!!!

Action Man

Fancies himself the big romantic type, the type to try to sweep you off your feet and cover your face in kisses

Honestly? Quite the silly-billy. Has the funniest, sweetest nicknames for his lover, loves pulling small pranks on them, hovering them in affection in the silliest and cutest ways possible

Biggest practicer of “never go to bed upset”. Whatever had been bugging his lover throughout the day is 100% talked through, resolved, or otherwise fixed. The BEST at making his lover laugh, which helps

He’s the biggest traditional romantic, albeit flirtatious and a bit cocky. Loves all that cheezy stuff (Trying to wine and dine his lover, showering them in affection, constantly having his hands somewhere on them.)

Pet Name include: Hun/Honey, Love Bug, Sweetheart, pretty much any silly rediculous thing he can think of to call his s/o in the moment

Colonel Gentleman

Living up to his name, the Colonel is a surprisingly gentlemanly lover. Holding doors for his lover, locking elbows with them whenever the two are out-and-about, showering his lover with affection and tender attention

His memory honestly isn’t the best, he writes down everything his partner seems to think is important. Lists of their favorite things, date ideas, important dates, and probably tons more.

Definitely the type to plan elaborate dates. A date is an event, a whole day of activity and outings. Hell, the Colonel even turns getting ready into an event, helping his lover to pick their outfit, accessories, makeup if they wear it

Loves cheesy old jazz music, like Frank Sinatra venture Mel Torme. Caught humming to himself quite frequently, which he frequently denies but still doesn’t stop

Common Pet Names include: Dear/My dear, Love/My love, Dearest

[somany-fandoms-solittle-time]

Listen....

As someone who used to play piano, sing in choirs, and did Community Theatre I'd 100% serenade my fave (or any) Twst boys. Hell, I'd do it for the bit or as some type of prank! I might find any and all opportunities to sing/play songs from a range of decades to my boys.....

Imagine teasing Trey by singing Build Me Up Buttercup by the Foundations while he's baking for you ❤️ and seeing him shaking his head with an amused smile. As long as you help around the kitchen, and don't mind a playful chase or two with the ingredients, 🧁 he might be willing to join in with I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) by Four Tops as you clean up the mess the two of you made.

Jokingly singing Hard Days Night by the Beatles with/at Ruggie after another long day of school, work, errands and babysitting.... 🌼 When finally you've got some time to just be in each other's presence. But even if the two of you can only get these small moments now, deep down Ruggie knows how lucky he is to love you. 🌠 Introducing Knock On Wood by Eddie Floyd would perfectly put words to just how lucky he is to have you.

Late at night, when Jamil finally has some time to rest, and finally being able to Serenade him in the moonlight 🌙 with Moonlight Serenade by Ella Fitzgerald. Sure, it's a little on the nose but he's still flattered. Save The Last Dance For Me by The Drifters would be another testament of how well you understood him; 🪭Jamil's first priority might be Kalim's by blood, but his biggest priority is YOU (and that's by choice).

Rook would be fascinated to know French songs on Earth like La Vie En Rose by Louise Armstrong! Even if you fumble through the words a little, as long as you show him the lyrics perhaps the two of you could work through it together.🌹He'd equally love hearing old Crooner songs like The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra.... And the way he looks at you while performing just about sets your heart on fire 🔥💕.

Old Man Lilia would appreciate just about any rendition of Dream A Little Dream Of Me considering his affiliation with 💭Diasomnia. But considering his love of music in general, along with the seemingly endless life he's already had up until he finally got to meet and fall for you ��, At Last by Etta James would be almost too perfect.

(This wasn't perfectly done, but I LITERALLY couldn't sleep until I typed it all out. As you can tell my taste can lean kinda old school (because I was raised by a Baby Boomer) but I've also been listening to a lot of Jazz, Soul and classic musical numbers lately. These songs hold a lot of memories and nostalgia and I guess I just needed a space to project them on lol! And if you couldn't tell.... I fucking ADORE the Vice Wardens in Twisted Wonderland 💖😩🥰 These characters and so many others hold SUUUUUUCH a close place in my heart I literally can't.💜❤️ Lowkey, lemme know if anyone's interested in more songs that I associate (and dissociate singing to them lol) with these or any other characters!! It'd also be fun to try writing a drabble, ONE-SHOT, or full fic again 🥴😋)

- Aim's Ongoing Delusions 📜

[fantasyfantasygames]

Fly Me To The Moon

Fly Me To The Moon, Studio Lune, 2010

No relation to the manga, the game on Steam, or the dozen other things with the same name. Not much relation to the Sinatra/Basie song.

Fly Me To The Moon (FMTTM) is a narrative-heavy game wherein your character is a young adult moving to a new job in a new city. As you might guess from the title, that city is on the moon. You describe your character's journey in a series of montages and flashbacks, having conversations as you weave their stories together.

The game has a wistful, emotional, slightly surreal feel to it, which fits well with the Art Nouveau style. I think they're all new pieces - at least, I didn't recognize any of the classic advertising Art Nouveau pieces. Retro-style rocketships and glass-domed cities sit side-by-side with diaphanous gowns and waistcoats. (The waistcoats, sadly, are not diaphanous.) The style is a little like Nine Worlds, but more consistently executed.

FMTTM can have a GM or not. The book recommends that someone act as GM if you want the story to have an antagonist (or a small group of them). If you would rather have a story focused around just your characters and their interactions, with no need for an outside force, you can dispense with the GM because they won't have much to do anyway.

If the game is GM-less, characters can have whatever skills and social perks the players would like. All that matters is that they can interact with one another, and that the players agree on whatever social power dynamics are present. For instance, if one person says that their character is the lord and master of the city, and all the others are serfs, that won't fly unless the rest of the group agrees. Regardless, no PC can do away with another PC without the player's permission.

If the game has a GM, the GM can decide to cap things like social influence, money, contacts, etc. so that the antagonists can't just be swept out the nearest airlock. It's just a cap, though. Play whomever you want as long as they don't have more than X amount of nebulously defined status or wealth.

Character interactions are done by, believe it or not, a Wushu hack. You describe your coffee chats, meet-cutes, boardroom confrontations, pranks, and anything else in the exact same way that Wushu handles kung-fu gun fights. I'd describe it in more detail, but just go read Wushu.

Studio Lune pulled FMTTM at one point because they wanted to put out a new version with a Hillfolk hack instead of a Wushu hack. As you may have learned from previous posts on this blog, never pull your current edition while you work on your next one. Honestly, for all that Hillfolk is a great game, I don't think it produces the right feel. Wushu is much more freewheeling; Hillfolk is more transactional. If you can find the first edition and you like relatively freeform social games, pick it up. It's only 64 pages in 6x9 format, so it's not going to be expensive used.

[siriuslystargazing]

Remus:Just call me, prank sinatra Peter:NO! James: you are the worst prankster in the world you either go to big Sirius: like the time you registered me as a sex offender James:or to small, when you hid a blueberry in my breakfast Remus: you should have seen your face i got you good that time

[phoxphenex]

nct dream holiday special?🤭 -🐰

i actually had this planned in my drafts so i hope you like it 🤭💖 (most/all of these will be christmas-y since the dreamies celebrate christmas)

𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠

MARK

driving through neighborhoods to look at all the christmas lights is a must for you and mark. it was a childhood tradition for him back in canada, and since it’s difficult to decorate a dorm with lights, you would put extra effort into finding a well-lit neighborhood to take mark to. the two of you would just slowly drive through the streets with some soft christmas music playing on the radio, his eyes catching all the twinkling holiday lights. you love watching his face light up when he points the extravagant houses out, and you’re just happy that you get to help mark experience some fun for the holidays.

RENJUN

you and renjun have your own little cookie-making contest every christmas eve. each year, you both come up with a new recipe or theme for the members of nct to judge, and each year, you lose. it’s not even because renjun is an amazingly skilled baker, it’s that you are absolutely terrible at it. last year, some of his members compared you to jisung, and he was the offended one! still, though you are convinced the contest is rigged, you and renjun go out of your way to have your bake-off every year.

JENO

ugly sweater contests! you love going out and buying random crafting items from your childhood to put on the poor sweaters, and jeno just likes making a mess. one year, you bought red and green legos and glued them to your sweaters to stick them together. xiaojun and taeyong were especially amused that year. i feel like jeno would mess up on purpose to tease you, and you’d fall right into his traps. all in all, it’s a tradition for the two of you to customize ugly couples' christmas sweaters to wear to sm parties.

HAECHAN

the two of you love singing christmas songs, his favorite being the jackson 5′s take on i saw mommy kissing santa claus. you tend to stick with the classics, such as frank sinatra and elvis, but you support each other's separate tastes. another thing you do after drinking a bit too much of jaemin’s special egg nog is going around the dorm, knocking on the member’s doors, and since christmas carols whether they answer or not. oh yeah, you’ve already memorized dream’s candy choreography for your caroling session this year :)

JAEMIN

mistletoe. jaemin would literally hide mistletoe everywhere around your place, and just point it out at random times. he says it’s festive, but you know it’s just an excuse to get free kisses. not that you’re complaining ;) it was strange one year, though, when haechan and jaemin found themselves under the mistletoe. you were the only one entertained, but jaemin got his revenge by following you around with the mistletoe in his hand all night. after that, your little pranks became a holiday tradition, and to this day, there is no escape from jaemin and his mistletoe kisses.

CHENLE

christmas movie marathon. every, single. year. you watch every movie you can think of the entire month of december, but save your favorite for christmas day: love actually. you watched it with your parents when you were a kid, so it made sense for you to recommend it to watch on the 25th. you didn’t expect chenle to like this movie as much as he did, and after watching it on your first christmas together, you wouldn’t pick any other film to match it. in fact, after that first christmas, chenle became the one to eagerly force you into your (matching) christmas jammies to comfortably watch love actually together.

JISUNG

you and jisung love decorating the tree together, but your favorite part of christmas is the cocoa. it’s just about the only thing jisung knows how to make, so his excitement is just that more special to you. you make a point to drink the make the hot chocolate before decorating the tree so that by the time you finish, the temperature is perfect. of course, jisung helps you put the star on the tree since you can’t quite reach the top without a little help.

[heralds-bah-commune]

lvl 5 charlie dalton from dead poets society? ty!!

here you go darlin'!! some aspects are based on our charlie fictive :) sorry for the wait!

a new flower has blossomed! 🌹

charlie dalton (dead poets) ... [LVL 5 PACK]

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name(s) ;; charlie, nuwanda, chucky, byron, zeus

pronouns ;; he/him, they/them

age ;; 17, trans23

species ;; human

gender(s) ;; cis man

orientation(s) ;; bisexual

role(s) ;; artisan

source ;; dead poets society

sign-off(s) ;; ☎️ nuwanda ☎️ ; – 🎷✒

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hex code ;; #ad4943 (apple blossom)

personality ;; charismatic and witty. he loves to charm others (especially with music and spoken word). they are mischievous and quick to act without thinking, often making irrational decisions. he is passionate and fiercely loyal.

bonus info ;; has pseudomemories of dating knox

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likes ;; jazz, poetry, pranking people, chocolate, dancing

dislikes ;; being bored, violent media, bell peppers, knox haters [looks at the fandom pointedly]

possible front triggers ;; jazz, whiplash (movie), his source, shakespeare plays

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cisid(s) ;; cisWhite, atheist, cisADHD, student, musician, poet, dead poets society member

transid(s) ;; transIndigenous, transAnimist, transAge (23), transItalianSpeaker

kink/fetish/para(s) ;; agonophilia, autosomnophilia, objectophilia, cheirophilia, curvaphilia

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moodboard ;; found here

playlist ;; "the reckoning" - dom fera / "fly me to the moon" - frank sinatra / "tough to be a dreamer" - felix hagan & the family / "take five" - the dave brubeck quartet / "lover (love her)" - molly grace

kinlist ;; barry allen (the flash) / lemon shark therian / roderick heffley (diary of a wimpy kid)

[housewifebuck]

Please tell me about Prank Sinatra 👀

I can't think what this could be but I'm so intrigued and I know it's gotta be good

HEYYYY ok so I explained the plot badly here and here is another snippet

I have approximately 0 specifics ironed out but buck and chris are terrorizing Eddie nonstop by being a couple of silly geese and eventually hes gonna snap and go to maddie for help pranking them back only it turns out they're both deranged about pranks and he winds up doing something like Ben Wyatt faking his own failed kidnapping in parks & rec

[hitmanmafioso]

give us the flags headcanons mod !!! I have a Few Of my own for albatross lmao in my pinned

-@the-real-albatross mod !

OOC : I know said the flags but tbh I only have some for Albatross and Iceman since they’re my favourite two..anyway here you go!! <3

Iceman

• the oldest out of the group, around the same age as Pianoman (23-25)

• AROACEAROACEAROACE

• I know it’s canon he listens to records but like OLD records specifically..like I feel like he’s an elvis, frank sinatra kind of guy

• He’s a very organised clean kind of guy, although he’s a hitman if he were to get mud or blood on him he’d instantly wash it off like he’d be so disgusted.

• He’s the most closest to Lippmann

• Enjoys history and crime documentaries

Albatross

• I’ve had this headcanon for so long that he plays guitar, both electric and acoustic 🥹

• Bisexual!!!!!!

• Has every single colour of sunglasses..he collects them..it’s a concerning amount of sunglasses.

• ALSOOO adding onto my albatross musician headcanon he collects guitar picks!!!

• His music taste is very rave like music, also rock!

• ADHDADHDADHD

• Closest to Doc :)

• When texting he uses a lot of smiley faces, his texts are full of emotion each time.

• Pulls pranks on Iceman half of the time

• Goes on night long drives with the flags + Chuuya

• Considers Chuuya as his little brother 🥹🥹

If there’s any more that I have on the rest of them or the two of them I’ll add them!!!!! Ty for reading!!

[kmt123whatsthetea]

Something stupid

Fred Weasley x Reader x George Weasley

Requested by @jelloangela

Request gist: Make up/ break up sex with weasley twins. Reader dumps the twins for doing something dumb. The reader passes them by a few weeks or months later.

A/N: Thanks for the request. I might have made the title a callback to a Frank Sinatra song (except the twins will be doing something stupid instead of saying their ‘I love yous’). I went for OOTP Fred and George because out of all of the stupid stuff they do, that movie almost feels like a highlight reel. I also went for break up sex but the idea that I had, I don’t know if it counts so i'm sorry if it doesn't. I also had an idea but there wasn't a spell for it, so there is now (It’ll make sense when near the end). I'm also not sure about the ending, so if it sucks, here’s your warning

T/W: break up sex (Twins are not aware of this however. Maybe more like one last fuck?), Jealous twins (really reminded me of the twins from the RDR2 stranger side mission, nipple play, groping, unprotected sex, threesome (the boys dont touch each other), just a smidge of overstimulation, mentions of burns (pretend Umbridge was more hurt than she was from the dragon)

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Fred and George had always had a mischievous streak, even back to childhood (or so Molly told you one lunchtime at The Burrow). They always told jokes and pulled pranks, determined to be the clowns wherever they went. That didn't change once you entered their lives.

At first, the twins would pull jokes on each other, hoping to outshine the other twin for the honoured title of ‘your boyfriend’. To them, the holy grail of pranks would seem dull compared to the feeling they got around you. Before they realised that you loved them both, and they both loved you much more than any joke or prank. You had always stood by them through every prank, making them promise you that they’d be careful and whatnot.

But this time, when you saw their prank, you practically dragged them by their ears to their room. How were you not supposed to feel angry? Your boyfriends had set a firework dragon on someone high up in the Ministry, the right hand woman to Cornelius Fudge, no less. Sure she had it coming for everything wicked she did, but this could land them in bigger trouble than usual. If she twisted her influence just right, then she could even bring Azkaban into the conversation. That's how you came to be stood in front of them in their room back at The Burrow, both looking like kicked puppies while you paced back and forth. You had been going off of one since your arrival, letting them know exactly what you thought.

It was George who spoke up first, trying to ease that fire in your eyes.

“It’ll be okay love, it always is. If she does say anything, then we’ll tell Fudge about the Cruciatus curse and those quills. We’ll handle it, I promise”.

As sincere as George's words were, they didn't make you any less angry. In fact, it only made it worse. It was like they didn't care about the consequences. They didn't care that it was their word against hers. They didn't care that the woman they pranked had the Minister of Magic under her thumb. Fred decided to stop your rant with his own method.

Fred stepped forward and wound his arm around your waist, tugging you closer to him. His breath when he spoke brushed against your neck.

“Georgie’s right, We’ll handle it. Maybe we should take your pretty little mind off of it”

His lips ghosted over yours as George moved closer behind you, leaving kisses along the back of your neck. As much as you wanted to keep giving them a piece of your mind, you knew it was no use. Not only would they not learn from their mistake, they’d also know that they were your biggest weakness.

There was only one option left…

“One last time” you whispered, knowing that both boys heard you, whether or not they were listening would be their downfall.

Freds lips met yours in a gentle kiss, his hands gripping your hips. George focused on getting your top off, eager to have his own piece of you to play with. As he finally undid your bra, he pulled you away from Fred and turned you aware, so that you were now face to face with him instead. Both boys often still got a little jealous of the other, wanting more time or more attention (you’d even find one of the boys whining about how you gave them less attention, but that slowly became an excuse for more intimate attention).

George kissed his way down your throat, travelling straight down to press kisses on the soft skin of your tits. He loved paying extra special attention to your nipples, the way you moaned and pressed your legs together had his dick twitching in his boxers. His teeth grazed your nipple, making you let out a sigh of pleasure.

Fred’s hands slipped down to your trousers, tugging them down with your underwear before you could even blink. After helping you step out of your bottoms, he slowly stood back up. His hands trailed up along the backs of your thighs until he cupped your ass, kneading the flesh of your backside. George looked up at you through tufts of ginger hair, his brown eyes locking onto yours. He smirked, his teeth still caressing your now sensitive nipple. He moved back up and pressed soft, light kisses all over your face. His voice was just as soft.

“We just want to take care of you, love. You worry about us too much. Let us take care of you, show you just how much we love our pretty little worry bird”

When you nodded in response, he looked at Fred. It had always amazed you how they could seemingly communicate without saying a word. Whether it was telling the other the right answer in class or telling the other what to do in moments like these. As if like being told to do so, Fred guided you back onto the bed. He sat against the headboard before positioning you between his legs, your back against his chest. His arms wrapped around your waist once more. George made his way between your legs, his cock already out and already hard. He ran his tip through your folds, enjoying the way you squirmed in his brother's arms. George pushed his cock in slowly, only stopping when his hips were pressed against your own. Both boys were tuned to every sound that left your lips and every move you made. They loved you like this.

George's thrusts were deep, pushing himself as far inside you as he could. His hand came down to rub quick, precise circles on your clit. Fred held your trembling body, stroking your cheek as he whispered sweet praises in your ear.

As you got close and closer to finishing, the boys upped their game. George's fingers became firmer on your clit and Fred’s hands moved to grope your tits, giving you that last push over the edge. Your walls squeezed George's cock, making him groan at the tight fit. His orgasm caught him by surprise, he gripped your thighs tight as he came deep inside of you. George stilled inside of you for a moment, collecting himself. When he pulled out, however, you found yourself being pulled up Fred’s chest, his cock nestled against your pussy. His breath fanned across your ear.

“Can you go again, love?”

When you nodded, he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed in. You whined and buried your face into his neck, you were still sensitive from George. Fred’s hips bucked up into yours, stuffing his cock into you again and again. His hold on you tightened, keeping you pressed close against him.

George was sat on the side of the bed, his eyes trained on your face. He reached his hand out to stroke your cheek. You were lost in the pleasure from both of them. Everything blurred together. One thing that guided you through was your quickly approaching orgasm. Before you knew it, you were cumming again. Your juices soaked Fred’s cock, causing it to slip out of your pussy. Desperate to get off, Fred’s hand came down to finish himself off. His cum landed on your abdomen until he collapsed back against the headboard.

Before either boy could start the aftercare as usual, you were off the bed and wiping away the cum with a nearby tissue. The twins looked at one another with a confused expression.

When you quickly got dressed, Fred got up and put his hand on your arm.

“Love, where are you going?”

You stood your ground, fighting back any emotion that could let them back in.

“One last time. You both crossed a line. I love you both more than anything but that ‘prank’ was dangerous. Sure, she was horrible, but 2rd degree burns? Is everything a joke to you? You need to grow up and realise that life isn't one big playground for you to prank”

Knowing that they would try to stop you from leaving, you bolted. And with that, Alice left wonderland. Leaving Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee confused, hurt, and alone.

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Days turned into weeks. Those weeks dragged on into months. With school over for you, you had no reason to bump into them. They had tried to write to you. They had tried to visit too, but you avoided them. Crying over one boy is upsetting, crying over two is heartbreaking.

An investigation was raised into the attack on Umbridge, if you could call it that. But surprisingly, she dismissed it. You had asked a few old friends from your Hogwarts days but heard different stories. All revolving around centaurs. Strange. Life was almost back to normal, apart from the absence of two redheading twins who still had their names engraved on your heart. You didn't know what had become of them since leaving Hogwarts. You tried to avoid all news about them.

But it was like fate.

The day you visited Diagon Alley, there was a new shop. So bright and colourful. A bright orange. You were drawn inside before you got a look at the sign. Maybe if you had seen the name ‘Weasley’ on the sign, you might have walked the other way. The walls still smelled of paint, the products looked freshly packaged before being displayed. The whole thing was like a memory. Tiny bits of deja vu just calling to you.

The two dumbfounded men on the staircase staring at you.

It had been months. They hadn't seen or heard from you in all that time. They didn't know how to apologise for something like that. They never apologised for their pranks, at least not sincerely. But they had too this time. That prank had cost them you, and they would swear to quit if it meant getting you back.

The twins looked at each other once more and nodded. George whispered a spell and watched as a small butterfly appeared from thin air before their eyes. The winged beauty fluttered over to you, catching your attention. Your eyes followed it, turning around as it circled you. As soon as your eyes fell on the twins, the butterfly disappeared.

All those months of heartache. All those tears. Your feet carried you closer until you reached the bottom of the stairs. Both twins extended a hand to you, and you took it without a second thought.

Just like old times.

[rose-of-oz]

🦙 for Catherine Holmes, please??

@dancingsunflowers-ocs ✨💛✨

Anything for you and Cat, Alexandra dear!! And I’ll also tag the Wizarding World gang

@luucypevensie, @of-asters-and-roses, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, and

@manyfandomocs. <3

Their go-to song to cry to: “Landslide” by Fleetwood Mac.

Their love language: Words of affirmation for giving, acts of service for receiving.

Their favorite holiday movie: It’s a Wonderful Life.

Their pettiest moment: When she finally joined in on one of the Marauders’ pranks and replaced all their breakfast drinks with a potion that turned their hair red and gold after she overheard one of them calling Lily a Mudblood.

Their favorite 60s song: “These Boots Are Made for Walkin’” by Nancy Sinatra.

Their nicknames: Cat is in itself a nickname from her real first name, Catherine, but other than that she’s been called Kitty Cat, Kitty, and Sherlock due to her last name.

Their go-to karaoke song: “You Don’t Own Me” by Lesley Gore.

A color you associate with them: Light green.

An event from their Prom night: Hogwarts doesn’t have a prom, so I can’t really answer this.

Their favorite wild animal: Lemurs - she thinks they’re so odd-looking that they circle back around to cute.

send me 🦙 + an oc!!

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Kotlc characters as Winston Bishop quotes:

Keefe: So I’m just staying positive but uh… I’m pretty sure this is where we die

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Linh: Wait time out, are we eating or are we not eating?

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Sophie: Saturday is a day for sleeping, and dammit you will not take that away from me!

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Marella, after setting something on fire: Sophie! What did you do?!

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Dex: Guys, as they say, when one chapter ends, a bridge appears, and then you cross that bridge and make lemonade on a molehill.

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Keefe: I’m the best at pranks. They call me Prank Sinatra

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Dex, to Biana: If I were doing something stupid, you definitely would be involved.

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Rayni, taking about a package: It’s to small to be a cat hotel and too big to be pants, so it can’t be mine.

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Maruca, to Biana: Me owe you? You ditched me when we were supposed to run away from school together. I built that raft for nothing.

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Marella: We’re gonna make a girl cry today!

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Biana: Or we could break into a zoo, steal a bear, then we shoot the bear full of Hep C, we release that bear in the restaurant right as they’re about to order desert.