#sinatra san

[tigresslanzhu]

Artica didn’t even wait until midnight.

SERIOUSLY, when is someone gonna manufacture S’mores Nog?

[tigresslanzhu]

Michael: Haha! Do it again, Artica, I wanna see her Dumbo ears hit somebody else!

Artica: Don’t listen to his loud mouth, Meena-Chan! Mike forgets how big his ears are too!

I was busy so i only drew this today

But i wanted to share this little thing i did days ago

I don’t know who will read this but i just want to know what kind of drawing ya’ll like.

[hangup119]

don't get the deal | h. taesan (TEASER)

being the shoulder to cry on is no easy task - especially not for han taesan, who has lived almost half of his life painfully smitten over someone he is confident would never, ever think of wanting him as more than just a friend. he wonders if he will ever get out of this so-called "friend zone," or maybe he just doesn't get the deal at all.

pairing. han taesan x fem. reader

genres + warnings. friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, one-sided pining, eventual happy ending, slight angst + profanity, taesan is bad at feelings, reader is even worse

playlist. don't get the deal by beabadoobee; but i like you by boy next door; somethin' stupid by frank sinatra; about a girl by nirvana; disasterology by pierce the veil; if i'm james dean, you're audrey hepburn by sleeping with sirens

expected word count. 7k-10k words | teaser word count. 1.3k words

author's note. hey goisss... ive had this in the drafts for so so long but for some reason i started working on it again and im nearing the end so hopefully this will be out very soon !!! dont quote me on that tho live laugh love user hangup119's work ethic <3 ALSO btw this teaser is like a flashback kinda thing but the real story actually takes place in their college days

@onedoornet | reblogs appreciated!

IT WAS HIGH SCHOOL WHEN YOU RUINED TAESAN'S LIFE FOREVER.

To be more specific, it was during your last year of high school when he realized that there was simply no way he was ever going to win you over. Not now, and certainly not ever.

Because here’s the thing: Taesan was not a bad-looking guy, he’s far from it, actually. In fact, he had enough business cards from agency recruiters that could fit a whole shoe box, so his looks clearly were never the problem here. Was it his personality, then? Probably not that, either. He was pretty chill most of the time, and he had never really acted up around anyone unless it truly called for it. He always made sure that he wasn’t making a fool out of himself around you, and there were never really incidents that could have painted him in a bad light in your eyes. He had decent grades, so he wasn’t stupid either, which was one of your major turn-offs. And he was sporty—he participated in the school’s soccer team, and he even had a bunch of fans giggling over him whenever he so much as passed them by while chasing after the ball, so his popularity was pretty decent too.

Was he simply not… your type? But that couldn’t be—you were always making heart eyes at Park Sunghoon who was two grades above, and he was told all the time that he was basically a lookalike of the guy! Not to mention you were always at Jung Sungchan’s games, cheering his name even when the guy was literally being benched. Taesan never got benched. He was the star player of his soccer team. You fawned over Park Wonbin when he performed at the school’s talent show, but Taesan could also sing and play the electric guitar just as well. You squealed over Lee Sohee because he was sooo cute! but Taesan knew how to get real fucking adorable, too! He practically had all of their qualities combined into one, and not once did you ever look back at him. 

And that’s when it hit him. 

It was prom that night, and he was off at the corner drinking from a cup of water instead of jumping along with the fray and bouncing up and down to some Drake song when his friend, Kim Leehan, approached him. 

“I’m not slow-dancing with you, Leehan,” he muttered, taking another sip of his bland water. “Piss off.”

Leehan raised his arms in response, smiling in a way that was just so Leehan-like of him. “Woah, woah, I get it. Someone pissed in your cup, or something? Literally and figuratively,” he laughed, leaning against the wall next to him. “Lighten up for once, ‘san. It’s your first and last prom, you know?” 

Taesan only grunted in return. 

“Look at you; so emo tonight,” Leehan said, defeated. He followed the other’s gaze towards the dance floor, where everyone is packed together like a can of sardines. “But you’re always so normal around Y/N.” 

Taesan paused.

Leehan laughed again. “Hm, maybe not?” 

Sometimes, it was both a blessing and a curse to be friends with someone like Kim Leehan. 

“Stop talking about things you already know,” Taesan murmured, chucking the water cup into the trash can a few meters away. He placed his hands inside his pockets, looking straight ahead amidst the dizzying lights and the dispersed crowd now that a slow song started playing.

“Why don’t you go ask her for a dance?” Leehan suggested, signaling towards the dance floor. 

“She’s literally holding hands with Yang Jungwon right now,” Taesan deadpanned. “Are you kidding me? How’d she get him of all people as her prom date?” 

Scoring the smartest and the most popular student in your school has got to be the biggest flex of your high school career. Taesan had almost no complaints except for the fact that Yang Jungwon was your date instead of—him! Any moment now and he’d be losing his mind. Actually, scratch that, he probably already was. 

Leehan hummed. 

“Do you think,” he began, slowly, darting his line of sight between you who’s giggling at something Yang Jungwon said, before turning back to Taesan, the angstiest kid he’s ever known. “That, maybe, if you had just asked her out to prom with you… then maybe she’d have said yes?” 

Finally, the gears inside Taesan’s head started to turn. Leehan smiled at the sight.

Taesan quickly scoffed. “No way,” he denied, crossing his arms. “Why would she go with me when she’s got Yang Jungwon as her date? It’d only happen in my dreams.” 

He figured it out anyway. It wasn’t because he wasn’t as handsome as Park Sunghoon, or as sporty as Jung Sungchan, or as musically talented as Park Wonbin (though he’d beg to differ), or as cute as Lee Sohee. Heck, it wasn’t even because he wasn’t as smart or as popular as Yang Jungwon. 

Maybe it was never because of those things that made you look at them instead of him. 

Maybe you were just never interested in him at all. 

And Taesan will have no other choice but to live with that fact forever. 

Leehan’s smile dropped, and he peeled himself away from the wall. Just as he was about to leave, he stopped for a second just to say: “You’re so—stubborn.” 

Taesan looked at him indignantly. “...What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Leehan shrugged, finally walking away. “You tell me, dude.” 

And then he was gone, rushing off to join the rest of their friends while Taesan stayed in the back, alone and miserable all because of his newfound epiphany. Though he supposed he was already miserable the moment you entered the venue with Yang Jungwon right beside you. 

It was a time of new beginnings for Taesan; a time to finally move on from you. 

Though, if only it was that easy.

Two weeks later, when you were working on a final project with him, you unexpectedly dropped the news that you and Jungwon have broken up. Because Jungwon was going to some Ivy League, and you were decidedly… not. You couldn’t handle the thought of being long-distance, so you decided to just cut things off with him since it can’t be helped, you know? And then you proceeded to laugh it off with that huge, idiotic smile of yours before continuing on with the project. Taesan didn’t know what was so funny.

Eventually, he had to share his water with you when you started sobbing hysterically inside of the library, hiccuping and all. 

He admittedly felt awful seeing you cry over Yang Jungwon, your high school boyfriend of probably only two months, but most importantly, he felt awful because of the relief that suddenly washed over him. 

…And what did that make Taesan?

So, really, maybe it was for the better that you would never look at Taesan the way he wished you would. That no matter how many times he has lent you an ear to talk to or a shoulder to cry on, you never bothered to stop for a moment and think that hey, maybe this guy likes me to some capacity, and maybe I should give him a chance. Because what kind of friend is he to feel relieved at the fact that you had gotten dumped by your boyfriend? That when your heart was broken, he could only rejoice at the fact that he now has a higher chance of getting with you once again even when it is so clear that he never once did? 

How could he sit next to you and think such thoughts? 

And yet, even when you keep jumping from one person to another, falling for someone, crying over another—Taesan will always be there for you when it all comes crashing down. A friend to cheer you on, to lift you up, to steady you—because that’s all he’ll ever be to you. 

Han Taesan was only seventeen years old when you ruined his life. 

And for what it is worth, he is still in love with you.

story by hangup119. do not steal.

[llamagoddessofficial]

hi!!! i love hmf! sans so fucking much he's just a combo of all my favs <3333, i had an idea for him. what if MC and him dated back before his injury, but her ran away cause ~commitment issues~, and now they meet again, several years later, as completely different people? i feel like in that case The World We Knew by Frank Sinatra would fit him REALLY well. just that bitter longing for a life he can't have anymore...im going feral. ilysm your writing gives me life have a blessed day

the ANGST.

He'd be extra determined to stay away from her, once he has his injury. No matter how hard he misses her, no matter how many hours he spends fantasising about the future they could've had, no matter how the pain never eases despite the time going by. She was the love of his life- and he wants her last memory of him to be the attractive bad boy that could make her laugh so hard her cheeks were hot to the touch.

He doesn't want her to see what he's become... a corpse of the man she once knew. It's better if she thinks he just abandoned her because he's a shit person. She'll move on faster, that way.

As for them meeting- it could go one of two ways. Either she recognises him, or she doesn't.

If she recognises him, it's a lot softer of an encounter than he anticipated. He thought she'd yell at him; and she definitely does, she yells and hits him. But after she's yelled her throat hoarse she holds his face and softly, heartbrokenly asks "What happened to you?"

If she doesn't... well, the fact that she doesn't know who he is makes him start to fantasise about starting anew. Especially when she isn't as afraid of him as he thought she'd be. She fell in love with a skeleton once before, right? Maybe... maybe she could do it again...?

[tigresslanzhu]

Oh, I love it all!

Rose-Chan being frightened by Buster’s living in a drawer obsession, the Lance slander (everyone knows he deserves it more than Meena because he refused to listen to Ash and then got bored with the Singing Competition), that bit with Mike and Meena where she’s embarrassed that she “wasted his time”, Marcus dragging Johnny off to go steal money, bored Norman, the fan GUSHING over Meena-Chan (I wonder if it might be me, tbh, but I get that the idea is that you just drew a random person… but to be fair, we all love Meena!)

Your art is a lot of fun and we hope to keep seeing it. 🥰

( =• 3 •= ) ✧°.

#sing #jonh #ash #moon #buster #rosita #norman #mike #nancy #meena #bigdad #ihatelance

[theartsynebulawhodoodles]

Magical Girl Color Sans Art! (Color Sans late birthday art)

I was a bit late to draw this for Color Sans Birthday because I had to work on my oc and Undertale Birthday art and Tumblr Sans AU Sexyman but HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH COLOR!

Color Sans belongs to superyoumna

Thank you all for all the support 🩵

[larkingame]

ethel jackson, a playlist

starting over | chris stapleton // wildflowers and wild horses | lainey wilson // these boots are made for walkin' | nancy sinatra // daddy lessons | beyoncé feat. the chicks // the night the lights went out in georgia | reba mcentire // raise hell | brandi carlile // wanted woman/AC/DC | larkin poe // highway queen | nikki lane // texas hold 'em | beyoncé // barton hollow | the civil wars // pistol packin' mama | bing crosby & the andrews sisters // midnight rider | sharon jones & the dap kings // bolt cutters & the family name | larkin poe // baby outlaw | elle king // ya ya | beyoncé // outlaw state of mind | chris stapleton // II MOST WANTED | beyoncé, miley cyrus // she's a self made man | larkin poe // san antonio rose | patsy cline // in dreams - alternate version | sierra ferrell // heartaches by the number // guy mitchell // gun in my hand | dorothy // the stranger at my door | brandi carlile // protector | beyoncé // if i fall you're going down with me | the chicks // just say i love you | chapel hart

[silver-screen-divas]

Gardner became a friend of businessman and aviator Howard Hughes in the early to mid-1940s, and the relationship lasted into the 1950s. Gardner stated in her autobiography, Ava: My Story, that she was never in love with Hughes, but he was in and out of her life for about 20 years. Hughes' trust in Gardner was what kept their relationship alive. She described him as "painfully shy, completely enigmatic, and more eccentric...than anyone [she] had ever met".

Gardner lived her last 35 years outside of the United States. She first visited Spain during the filming of Pandora and the Flying Dutchman in 1950, and moved to that country in 1955, living there until 1968, when she moved to London. While in Spain, she began a friendship with writer Ernest Hemingway. She had starred in an adaptation of his The Sun Also Rises that year. Five years earlier, Hemingway had successfully urged producer Darryl F. Zanuck to cast Gardner in The Snows of Kilimanjaro, a film which adapted several of his short stories. While staying with Hemingway at his villa in San Francisco de Paula in Havana, Gardner once swam alone without a swimsuit in his pool. After watching her, Hemingway ordered his staff: "The water is not to be emptied".

Her time spent in Spain in the 1950s made her a fan of bullfighting and bullfighters, such as Luis Miguel Dominguín, who became her lover. She began dating Dominguín in 1954, around the time she filed for divorce from Sinatra. "It was a sort of madness, honey", she later said of the time. She was also linked to another bullfighter, Mario Cabre, in 1950.

Gardner was also involved in a relationship with her live-in boyfriend and companion, American actor Benjamin Tatar, who worked in Spain as a foreign-language dubbing director. Tatar later wrote an autobiography in which he discussed his relationship with Gardner, though the book was never published.

Gardner had a close friendship with Gregory Peck, with whom she starred together in three films, the first one being The Great Sinner (1949). Their friendship lasted the rest of Gardner's life, and upon her death in 1990, Peck took in both her housekeeper and her dog.

[tigresslanzhu]

And this, folks, is the only Seth McFarlane style joke they could use for this “baby movie”!

Seriously, would it hurt to at least make this a PG-13 so that he could get to say one “fuck”?

“That’s not a smoke! I’ve got asthma!”

What do you smoke outta this?

[tigresslanzhu]

Faux Fur Pom-Poms

Artica: I bought this last week! I feel so fresh and new in it.

Meena: And you look so cute in it. I could never wear something like that, though. My trunk would get in the way and those fuzzy things would make me sneeze.

Artica: 🥰

Mike: Nice goin’, Jumbo! You would think you’d know better with you being the victim of her crap!

Buster: Artica, snap out of it!

[bayareabadboy]

April 11, 1967

Los Angeles to London

Paul McCartney spent the early days of April touring the U.S. with Mal Evans, his bodyguard/assistant. On the trip, he hung out with the Jefferson Airplane in San Francisco; visited Jane Asher in Denver; flew to L.A. on Frank Sinatra's jet; and took in a Beach Boys record session.

On the flight back, Paul asked a stewardess for a notepad. By the time he arrived, he had written the lyrics to "Magical Mystery Tour" and sketched out an idea for the film.

[sloooowong]

My old drawings, heh......(sorry!)

#1.

Papyrus rides a four-wheeled vehicle.

Sans rides a three-wheeled vehicle.

Then, who rides a two-wheeled vehicle?

That's him! (*joke)

(Ref.: AKIRA (1988))

#2.

(Ref: Frank Sinatra being kissed by his fans (1943))

CORE, literally a core.

The source of all power for the underground.

It is said that he created the CORE.

So, perhaps there might have been a celebration party for the completion! (Yay! XD)

And, maybe, at that party, someone might have said like this:

'Thank you, doctor! You brought us hope again!'

It was really Fun to draw.

Heheh, thanks! XD

[oldshowbiz]

Bimbo’s 365 was a fancy San Francisco supperclub during the Mob-run era of showbiz. Remarkably, the venue survives to this day.

Comedian Jackie Curtiss: The 365 had the "Girl in the Fishbowl." I don't know if you know about that. It was a famous thing. 

Comedian Ronnie Schell: Bimbo's 365 was a Vegas type venue. They had showgirls and they had commercial acts. A typical bill would be Mel Torme and Shecky Greene. It was like a Vegas nightclub with dinners and that. 

Jackie Curtiss: They had this in their lobby - a fishbowl with a nude girl about four inches tall that swam around. Down below, out of sight, there was a velvet turntable and a nude girl would lay on it. They used one of these reverse lenses where if you look in one end - everything is big, and through the other end - everything is tiny. It was a major draw for people to come to the club to see "The Girl in the Fishbowl." 

Comedian Lou Marsh: I did a show with Frank Sinatra for his fiftieth birthday at Bimbo's.

Ronnie Schell: I worked there while I was on Gomer Pyle. I worked there with Al Martino for a month in December 1968.

Comedian John Barbour: I had worked Bimbo's in San Francisco, which was sort of a "hood-ish" club. I worked there with Dionne Warwick. There was some guy from the William Morris office who took umbrage at one of my jokes and talked Dionne Warwick into canceling me from the Copacabana.

Jackie Curtiss: I had an affair with “The Girl in the Fishbowl.” We'd turn out the lights and we'd make it right on that turntable.

[sweetadeiine]

An Ode to Figs

(Quote - Anna May Wong/The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath/that’s life - Frank Sinatra/Every Window in Alcatraz Has a View of San Francisco (II) - Foxtails)

[dollcxrpse]

-ˏˋ⋆ ᴡ ᴇ ʟ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ ⋆ˊˎ-

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[newyorkthegoldenage]

Tony Bennett may have been famous for singing about San Francisco, but he was a New Yorker born and bred. Born, to be specific, in Astoria, Queens, which he later said he loved more “than any place I’ve ever lived.”

When he was nine and still called Anthony Dominick Benedetto, he sang at the dedication of the Triborough (now Robert F. Kennedy) Bridge, which earned him a pat on the head from Mayor LaGuardia.

After he made it big, he and his wife established a public high school dedicated to the arts—in Astoria, of course. He named it, not after himself, but after Frank Sinatra, who had given him his first big break. Over the years he visited it frequently, often bringing surprise guests (Paul McCartney, Billy Joel, Harry Belafonte, Lady Gaga).

The Frank Sinatra School of the Arts, Astoria, Queens

For the last 25 years of his life, Tony lived in a penthouse on Central Park South and was often seen in the park with his canvas and paints.

Top photo: Tony Bennett, Twitter Bottom photo: ennead architects