#sinatra the puppy

[antvnger]

There was a bunch of clanging, cussing, and other strange noises coming from Scott's kitchen.

Sinatra came running out of the kitchen with his tail between his legs whining like he was scared.

( @the-lost-little-lamb )

“What the heck,” Scott muttered as the puppy ran and hid behind Scott’s legs. He picked the puppy up, gently pet the top of his head, and hushed him comfortingly as Sinatra whimpered. “Hey now, easy, lil guy. It’s okay. Let’s see what’s going on, okay?”

He walked towards the kitchen and called out, “You okay in there?”

[waugh-bao]

Frank playing with his new puppies (1990)

[irreverent-dobermans]

Have some baby pictures of Sinatra, my Sinnerman Doberman, aka Service Nightwing, aka 7theprideofsin. It's National Puppy Day!

[mrs-jake-blues]

Me: I don’t have a type

Also me:

[echovoice713]

BF Selling his art. I lost my unemployment and have not yet found work so he's hoping to help a bit. It seems step but these took him time and they are framed! We can talk about pricing though if you want to barter.

reblogs are appreciated <3

[sunflawyer]

This song sounds silly to me but I love it!!!!

here's my playlist btw :3

Tell me a cheesy / "embarrassing" (affectionate) song that's on your selfship playlist ^.^

[al8estos]

somethin stupid - frank sinatra

This is how I envision young spy falling in love with scout’s ma, with the same puppy love scout has for miss pauling

[princessbrunette]

playlists for the readers … ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ³ ᵔ ꒱ྀིა

bunny!reader ♡

just girly fun vibes — she likes her music catchy, pop-y and fairly relatable. rafe never lets her play her music in the car unfortunately, because he cannot be seen speeding down the road blasting the pussy cat dolls.

🎀 cassie — ditto

🎀 kali uchis, steve lacy, vince staples — only girl

🎀 frank ocean — sweet life

🎀 coco & clair — pretty

🎀 sabrina carpenter — feather

🎀 flo milli — never lose me

🎀 cassie — miss your touch

🎀 childish gambino, jhené aiko — pink toes

🎀 flo.rida, wynter — sugar

🎀 kali uchis — honey baby (SPOILED!)

🎀 angels — my boyfriends back

🎀 foxy brown, kelis — candy

🎀 lana del rey — music to watch boys to

🎀 jhené aiko — maniac

🎀 fergie — clumsy

🎀 ciara, 50 cent — can’t leave ‘em alone

🎀 shelley duvall — he needs me

🎀 nancy sinatra — sugar town

🎀 heidi montag — i’ll do it

🎀 nicki minaj, jeremiah — favourite

🎀 kali uchis — melting

🎀 lady gaga — boys boys boys

🎀 cassie — long way 2 go

🎀 the pussycat dolls — when i grow up

🎀 tom tom club — genius of love

🎀 beyoncé — freakum dress

🎀 gwen stefani — bubble pop electric

🎀 marina — primadonna girl

🎀 madonna — material girl

🎀 pussy cat dolls — stickwitu

🎀 leven kali, syd — do u wrong

🎀 kiana ledé — mad at me

kitty!reader ♡

listens to her music to feel cool n edgy. shes one of those people that think she’s a bitch but she’s not at all, just a lil grumpy. wants everyone to know she liked deftones before it was cool.

🐈‍⬛ pixies — is she weird

🐈‍⬛ arctic monkeys — mardy bum

🐈‍⬛ black box recorder — child psychology

🐈‍⬛ the smiths — pretty girls make graves

🐈‍⬛ ethel cain — crush

🐈‍⬛ mazzy star — she’s my baby

🐈‍⬛ radiohead — creep

🐈‍⬛ chris isaak — wicked game

🐈‍⬛ limp bizkit — rollin’

🐈‍⬛ the pretty reckless — makes me wanna die

🐈‍⬛ pearly drops — bloom for me

🐈‍⬛ deftones — root

🐈‍⬛ fka twigs — two weeks

🐈‍⬛ deftones — romantic dreams

🐈‍⬛ hole — doll parts

🐈‍⬛ margeaux — hot faced

🐈‍⬛ siouxsie and the banshees — she’s a carnival

🐈‍⬛ kip tyler — she’s my witch

🐈‍⬛ deftones — mascara

🐈‍⬛ soho dolls — bang bang bang bang

🐈‍⬛ enigma — sadeness

🐈‍⬛ DANGERDOOM, MF DOOM — perfect hair

🐈‍⬛ radiohead — idioteque

🐈‍⬛ björk — come to me

🐈‍⬛ the nbhd — fallen star

🐈‍⬛ arctic monkeys — crying lightening

🐈‍⬛ deftones — diamond eyes

🐈‍⬛ the smiths — girl afraid

🐈‍⬛ ethel cain — unpunishable

🐈‍⬛ mitski — townie

🐈‍⬛ gorillaz — kids with guns

🐈‍⬛ evanescence — taking over me

deer!reader ♡

she’d say her playlists are all over the place — but it’s organised mess. she has them perfectly collated and in her head they make perfect sense. don’t put her on the aux though, not because the songs aren’t good but because the vibes are all over the place.

🍪 shura — 2shy

🍪 minnie riperton — les fleurs

🍪 april march — chick habit

🍪 benee — kool

🍪 camille saint- saëns — … le cygne

🍪 the little dippers — forever

🍪 allie x, mitski — susie save your love

🍪 she & him — why do you let me stay here?

🍪 lesley gore — i’m coolin’ no foolin’

🍪 sza — prom

🍪 the penguins — earth angel

🍪 SALES — renee

🍪 cleo sol — sunshine

🍪 japanese breakfast — be sweet

🍪 kate bush — cloud busting

🍪 mazzy star — halah

🍪 the mamas & papas — dedicated to the one i love

🍪 scissors sisters — filthy / gorgeous

🍪 fiona apples — shameika

🍪 fleetwood mac — mystified

🍪 margo guryan — under my umbrella

🍪 erykah badu — apple tree

🍪 mort garson — plantasia

🍪 sza — sweet november

🍪 quadron — sea salt

🍪 corinne bailey rae — green aphrodisiac

🍪 sade — lovers rock

🍪 ella fitzgerald — moonlight serenade

🍪 cigarettes after sex — truly

🍪 tv girl — heaven is a bedroom

🍪 the velvet underground — femme fetale

🍪 clairo, coco & clair — racecar

🍪 james blake, rosalía — barefoot in the park

🍪 tame impala — nangs

puppy!reader ♡

never seen without her walkman — loves running around and dancing to her upbeat music. her playlists will remind you of days in the sun and dancing in summer rain.

🐶 her’s — love on the line (call now)

🐶 HAIM — summer girl

🐶 the la’s — there she goes

🐶 stacey q — two of hearts

🐶 faye webster — right side of my neck

🐶 bakar, summer walker — hell n back

🐶 beabadoobee — sunny day

🐶 dominic fike — babydoll

🐶 jungle — back on 74

🐶 pinkpanthress — attracted to you

🐶 duran duran — girls on film

🐶 shuggie otis — strawberry letter 23

🐶 sixpence none the richer — kiss me

🐶 matilda mann — bloom

🐶 HAIM — falling

🐶 311 — amber

🐶 earth, wind & fire — boogie wonderland

🐶 lorde — ribs

🐶 lesley gore — sunshine lollipops and rainbows

🐶 stevie wonder — all i do

🐶 the human league — don’t you want me

🐶 the turtles — happy together

🐶 pet shop boys — west end girls

🐶 clairo — bags

🐶 pat benetar — love is a battlefield

🐶 the psychedelic furs — love my way

🐶 scouting for girls — she’s so lovely

🐶 noisettes — wild young hearts

🐶 the all eyes i — beat goes on

🐶 tame impala — elephant

🐶 sublime — waiting for my ruca

🐶 mgmt — boogie down

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Carmen Sevilla (La fierecilla domada/La mégère apprivoisée, La Venganza, King of Kings)— One of the few spanish actresses to really make it in Hollywood. She worked opposite Charlton Heston in the 1970s and reportedly slapped him but that is past the cut-off so you can look it up for yourselves. There's also rumors that Frank Sinatra had a bit of a crush on her and asked her out a couple of times but she rejected him. The woman was just messy as hell in general and an absolute icon. Bless.

Maria Falconetti (The Passion of Joan of Arc)—there is no way of conveying her appeal which isn't just saying "watch the passion of joan of arc." anyway, vote for the close shaven lesbian filled with the eyes of the weeping/pleading/puppy dog emoji.

This is round 3 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[no additional propaganda was submitted for either of these ladies. please send some to my asks to fill the void.]

[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.

____________________________________________

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.

[youroriginalsublimecupcakestuff]

While at first romano cohabitation with america was rough to say the least, they begun to get along helped by lithuania, Ireland as well as the italian american celebrity like James Dean and Frank Sinatra that they both love which was also helped because america really love romano cooking.

Of course romano have to move back to italy but they become pen pals, regaling the others of story about their life like the time that France tried to teach england how to cook, the time when a drunk england ended up in spanish jail when he was vacationing in england, the time when the Bad Touch Trio organized a flash dance or the great bird War.

So after many whinning from america but also veneziano, spain and even belgium they convainced romano to come to the world meeting in New york , america was so excited planned so many things even invited lithuania and Ireland to hang out.

He was like a puppy, so enthusiastic and energetic but then they went to an italian restaurant and a serie of insults in really fast italian make him know exactly what he though then the next day at the world meeting everyone was gossiping because of england black's eyes and an angry romano with a bag full of grocery stormed to his house to have him eat authentic italian food, it was delicious he even got a date out of it with romano pretending that it was to salvage his poor taste that was ruined by the english bastard.

[aplaceinme]

Clumsy 'Cause I'm Falling in Love - A Buck/Tommy ficlet

For most of his life, Tommy has always presented himself as a confident, smooth, and suave guy. It all started with his dad, who always talked about what it meant to be a ‘man’, a ‘macho man’. From then on, it continued in High School and joining the football team, it carried on at joining the army, and all the way to the LAFD. 

Back then, through all those years, it had all been an act. A role that he had to play to be accepted, or to at least, not be noticed. He wasn’t proud to say that it was a role that came easy and that he played very well. 

It wasn’t until he transferred to harbor that, for the first time in his life, he allowed himself the chance to truly be himself. Surprisingly, accepting himself and feeling free of all the supposed mandates of how he was supposed to be, ended up with him feeling confident for real. 

His confidence, his smoothness, his ability to flirt and be suave, continued, but this time it wasn’t a role or an act. It was real, it was who he was. And he always enjoyed leaving his dates speechless and breathless. 

He should have known that one day, one person, would change that. And that person was one Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley. 

At first, it started quite small. He was in the break room with his team, chatting and waiting for a call. His phone, which was on the table, vibrated with a message. As soon as he saw the name “Evan”, he grabbed it quickly and opened the message (he might or might have not waiting, perhaps even hoping for a message, but he would deny it if asked). Evan had sent him a selfie of him in his turnouts with a puppy that was dirty with soot. 

Tommy couldn't stop looking at the picture, at the smile on Buck’s face, the way his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and how small the puppy looked in his big arms. He had been so mesmerized by the picture that the vibration of getting another message, jolted him completely. It was another message from Buck, and as Tommy tried to quickly turn back to the messages, he fumbled with the phone and it dropped to the floor, shattering the screen. 

Tommy sighed in frustration but didn’t think much about it, after all, he wasn’t one for being clumsy… 

The second time it happened was on a date night. Tommy had gone all out: he had music playing, a playlist specially curated with the greatest (Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennet, Nat King Cole); he had made sure that the lights weren’t that bright, in what could be considered ‘romantic’ lighting; he was dressed to the nines; and he was cooking his best dish. He had perfected the recipe through all the years, and he could make it perfectly even with his eyes closed. He was going to rock Evan’s world. 

When Buck arrived at his place, Tommy was left speechless, he was absolutely gorgeous. Tommy forced himself to focus and made him sit by the kitchen island, while he carried on cooking, trying to woo him with his skills. What happened instead was that Buck popped open the wine, and Tommy got distracted while watching his arms flex. That meant that he ended up adding more salt than was necessary to the sauce. Swearing under his breath, he grabbed some more tomatoes to add to it, trying to salvage the sauce. As he was chopping the tomatoes, he once again got distracted by Buck. This time it was because he was drinking the wine, exposing his delicious and long neck. Tommy’s hand slipped and he accidentally cut one of his fingers. Running to the sink, he opened the water and watched the small wound. Buck appeared next to him and helped him with it, softly grabbing his hand and slowly drying it. Buck kissed it better and he was so adorable that Tommy leaned in and kissed him, tender at first but soon it became hard and hungry. The smell of burnt food was the only that made them stop. As Buck ordered them some take out, Tommy was left feeling embarrassed and wondering what was happening to him. 

The third time took place after the ruined date (according to Tommy, but if you asked Buck, he would say that the date had been perfect). Tommy decided to surprise him on shift by bringing him coffee from Buck’s favourite coffee place and a vanilla custard croissant from that new trendy place that had people waiting in lines outside the bakery. 

As he walked through the 118, Tommy found Evan in the gym area doing some crunches with weights, and he sure was a sight for sore eyes. Tommy didn’t know where to look, it was all tempting, from his thighs, arms, and abs, to that drop of sweat that was falling from his neck to his collarbones. Once again distracted, Tommy failed to notice the hose that was on the floor waiting to be dealt with, and he tripped over it. Somehow he managed not to fall and to save the coffee, but the little box with the croissant ended up on the floor. Seeing that the custard splattered all over the box, Tommy sighed in exasperation with himself. Laughing from nearby made him look to the side, and there Hen and Chim were. Feeling a blush creeping up his neck, he chose to ignore them and looked back at Evan, who was making his way to him, smiling brightly. 

As Buck told him that this was a nice surprise and that it didn’t matter that the croissant was a little crushed, he loved it anyway, Tommy realized that falling for one Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley was turning him into a clumsy, tripping, stumbling, flipping, and fumbling mess.

Letting himself be led up to the loft to share the croissant with Evan’s hand holding his, Tommy couldn’t help but think that he wouldn’t change anything about it. As long as he got to be in a relationship with Evan, he had no problem in continuing to be a mess.

[crazylittlejester]

Do you have a list if songs that fit some of the Lu boys? If you do can you share them?

I have playlists for all of em!! Some of the songs are based more on vibe than lyrics, but I’ll pick one song (spoiler alert: I failed to only pick one) for each of em!! (my friend says this really shows how i interpret all of em lmao and it’s also a bit reflective of what i think their music tastes would be like, but here ya go):

Wild: The World We Knew (or Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men)

Warriors: GOSSIP (ft. Tom Morello) (or I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski, OR Starships by Nicki Minaj, OR She Looks Like Fun by Arctic Monkeys, it’s very hard for me to not keep listing off songs rn I have SO many more-)

Four: The Moss (or Runaway by Aurora)

Twilight: From The Start (or Southern Nights by Glen Campbell because I genuinely think he would like and listen to that song, also Neon Moon by Brooks & Dunn)

Time/Mask: Separate Ways (or Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin OR Don’t Cry by Guns N’ Roses)

Hyrule: La Vie: A Colors Show (or Jusqu’ici tout va bien by GIMS)

Legend: Mama, specifically this version (or Bernadette by IAMX OR Immortals by Fallout Boy)

Wind: Puppy Princess (or Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz)

Sky: Rises the Moon (or Mr. Loverman by Ricky Montgomery)

if you have any questions about why i stuck a specific song with a specific character i will do my best to answer coherently or if you want more of my playlists for each of em just ask aldkdkdk

[vanmarkus]

♫ Music Monday Tuesday ♫

rules: choose a few fics you wrote that were inspired by a song - not just with song lyrics in title - and share the tune and the link to the fics.

•because we'll all arrive in heaven alive [buddie | 75.2k | Explicit]

this one actually has a playlist which I never shared before, but it feels like a fitting opportunity, so here is the playlist if anyone's interested (the order of the songs pretty much follows the story, because I'm a bit insane like that). and the very first song that gave the fic its title:

•And When You Speak, Angels Sing From Above [buddie | 2.8k | Gen | Shannon-centric]

as the title suggests, this fic came about because of the song La Vie En Rose and specifically the version done by Cristin Milioti on HIMYM (and the whole scene it was in)

•we've got something permanent (i mean in the way we care) [buddie | 7.1k | Explicit | breeding/mommy kink]

I listened to Love Is Here to Stay by Frank Sinatra back to back while writing this, even though this version doesn't actually contain the lyrics used for the title, welp.

•If This Is What The Season Is Bringing [buddie | 2k | Teen & Up]

I guess this won't surprise anyone who knows that I put out 4 christmas fics in december (with a collective word count of over 35k!! how did I do that? 🥲), but I have an entire christmas writing playlist filled with gloomy christmas songs. (btw out of those 4 fics, this was the only one unplanned and solely prompted by this song.)

•You Ring, I Drool [buddie | 8.6k | Explicit]

I wasn't sure if I wanted to include another Christmas fic, but since I have so many, I thought 'why not?' for this one I had two songs that I listened to a lot, but the obvious choice to share is Puppies Are Forever. 🤭

✨I have been tagged by and am totally no pressure tagging the ever so lovely @sunshinediaz @spagheddiediaz @jeeyuns

@exhuastedpigeon @nmcggg @likegoldintheair

@bidisasterevankinard @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @honestlydarkprincess @watchyourbuck

@actualalligator @bucksbignaturals @loveyouanyway @inell @excuseme-greentea mwuahhh 💛

[waterfowl69]

bell stuff

"Is it better to grieve what you lost or to not know you had anything to lose" - this is something my friend said when I was brain rotting about Bell one night and I genuinely don't think I will ever get over it.

Something that I'm going to try and talk about on here are my head canons and just general thoughts for different characters so it's only natural to talk about Bell. something that I think about a lot when it comes to Bell is the one sided/unrequited love trope between Bell and Adler. They have such an interesting dynamic and the fact that to Bell, Adler is their EVERYTHING is something I always get really hung up on. To me Bell and Adler's relationship is VERY "Somethin' Stupid" by Frank Sinatra. Bell spends their days following Adler around like a lost puppy. They are simply nothing without Adler's commands and unknowingly cannot help but *love* Adler because of this fabricated bond. I don't think that Bell would ever notice how easily Adler gets snappy with them, or how just generally hostile he is. I believe that every time Bell had a nightmare or couldn't sleep they immediately went to Adler opposed to Sims or Park. Every time Bell needed something they went to Adler no matter the time of day, or how big or small the ask was. Because of Bell's false friendship with Adler (Bell LITERALLY being made to believe that Adler was their best friend) I think that bothers Adler to an unreasonable extent; in the terms of Somethin' Stupid because I really love toxic yaoi, I just need Bell misinterpreting Adler's unusually kind acts as acts of love opposed to things hes doing to "get the job done," and in return Adler just genuinely hating Bell.

Anyway, due to the brain washing and conditioning Bell getting fed false memories of doing things with Alder to "strengthen their bond," to Bell Adler is genuinely their best friend - and it doesn't matter if this is platonic or stems into something more because I genuinely believe that Adler would despise Bell for it either way.

I believe that Adler is a generally spiteful man, no matter the scenario. So when you place him into the position where he has to "befriend" and "work with" a known communist terrorist?? Who was VERY high up in Perseus' ranks?? Naturally Adler is going to see Bell as scum and that fact is so important to me. I think that this would prevent Adler from forming any actual bond with Bell which is why he didn't hesitate after the Cuba mission to potentially make Bell overdose (just generally having zero regard for their safety), and why he so easily killed Bell during the Solovetsky ending. (If we take the Duga endings into account, Adler kills Bell and feels nothing but anger knowing that he was right in believing they were scum, and he tries to do the same in the Revenge ending but doesn't succeed.) This dynamic of Bell being dependent on Adler, and Adler hating Bell for existing is something that drives me insane.

It is the fact that at the end of the day, Bell is a fundamentally good person. That upon erasing everything they were, in the canon ending, Bell chose to tell the truth. And I think that is something Adler can't handle. Despite it all, Bell was a good person. Which is why a "happy" Solovetsky ending is something that actually ruined my life LMAO. No matter what, at least one of their guns went off and lets just say hypothetically neither of them got fatally wounded. You now have Adler, a man who despises Bell and failed to 'take out the trash,' and Bell, who can't even fathom why Adler would pull a gun on them in the first place. But with that, you also have a Bell who would be incapable of integrating back into society. Bell is someone who doesn't even know their own name, let alone their mother's face, the town they grew up in, how old they are, their favorite food, and anything else the CIA thought was unimportant when they erased Bell's identity. Realistically how could Bell ever recover from that? Bell has legitimate PTSD, not only from MKUltura, but from Vietnam; a country they never stepped foot in. Bell would still have that dependency on Adler to tell them what the next step is; "We have a job to do," is such a daunting phrase for a post-Solovetsky era Bell. A Bell where they lack all senses of individuality, and are absolutely terrified to do and decide things for themselves is so unbelievably real to me.

I know this has gotten a lot less well worded and more ramble-ish BUT the quote from the beginning of this post: "Is it better to grieve what you lost or to not know you had anything to lose?" Is it better for Bell to have died on the cliff in Solovetsky, not having the time to fully realize the extent of the gaps in their memory. Or for Bell to live and try to recover? Just. The idea that Adler did Bell a favor in killing them, that it was his one act of remorse rather than revenge fills my stomach with dread.

Okay that's all thank you.

[jell0buss-37]

i really loved the reporter!peter b having a crush on actress!reader!

i was wondering if you could write more about it! :3 maybe peter and reader do end up dating and reader takes him to red carpets with her and theyre overall super SUPER in love with eachother<3333

I'm so happy you liked the concept! At this point I'm loving the different requests and I'm having so much fun branching out on these characters we've created. I hope you enjoy this one!

Part 1, Part 2

Reporter!Peter B x Actress!Reader (pt. 2)

I thought this pic was perfect for this!

When you guys started seeing eachother, he was completely starstruck

Your dinner at that Italian restaurant had went perfectly! More and more he had started to fall for you and your true personality, completely enraptured by you

You thought he was adorable, like a puppy imprinted on their mother, with those adorable eyes so wide and full of wonder

And the way his ears would burn a bright red any time you brushed your hand against his

Once he got comfortable, he was incredibly open and talkative!

It was your turn to be enraptured by him, seeing him in rose colored glasses at a movie the two of you went to see

You couldn't help but watch him instead of the movie, your hand in his, your arms pushed up against eachother as you watched the scary movie you had picked

He was geeking out, occasionally leaning in to whisper different facts and thoughts throughout the film

You kept getting these little butterflies at the sound of his voice

Being in this field of work, it was natural to have these certain trust issues whenever it came to this sort of thing

You hadn't been in a relationship in over 5 years now

You just didn't see the point in putting so much time and emotions into another human being

That is until Peter opened your eyes to what that point is

He was shy to ask you for a third date, suggesting that he cook for you back at his place

(He finally cleared out all of his things. They now sit in a box under his bed)

You happily accepted

You thought his little apartment was so cute! It reminded you of your days as a beginning actress, and filled you with a sense of nostalgia. Of home.

You guys cooked together, a nice chicken Scampi that reminded you of your mother's. You were so excited when he asked you to cook something you loved, and we're having such a great time showing him how to mince the bell peppers

You both sat down for dinner at his kitchen island, a bottle of wine shared between you two over candle light, a bit of Frank Sinatra in the background

Such pleasant conversation shared between you two, soon dying down when you were done eating, just staring into each other's eyes

The kiss you shared was so sweet, both of your heads spinning from the wine and the passion

You pull away suddenly, running to the bathroom, leaving him standing there, confused

"I-Im so sorry! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, it's just that the moment felt right, and you were so pretty, and I- where are your clothes-"

You stood in the doorway of the bathroom, your bra and panties a red matching set

Oh you planned to jump his bones the second he asked you about a third date

It was about a month into your relationship that you decided to make it public, showing up to work to surprise him

Literally in the lion's den of hot gossip

Nobody would stop asking him questions, and he just sits there with the smuggest look on his face

The first time he went to your place, he was absolutely FLABBERGASTED at the amount of Spiderman memorabilia you had

Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment, explaining he was really more of just a celebrity crush

He TOTALLY didn't visit you as spiderman

You freaked out meeting him, it was so cool

You actually cried

He was shocked because he literally said he'd cry if he met you

Irony

Loves bragging about you 24/7

You find the box of all of his geek things

You thought it was so cute and creepy

Whenever you have to work on a film, you guys call and video chat every day and night if it's far away

Sometimes if it's for a long time, let's just say thank God for video chat ;)

Paparazzi photos and articles on you two are so cute because they're mostly talking about how much happier you look

You did an interview with him for vanity fair, and it was so adorable

You even went on a celebrity gameshow once, playing a couples game

You guys get so much love from your fans

That and those edits of you guys with a sappy song in the background

He even makes a cameo in one of your shows as a guy you flirt with at a restaurant once

And then the red carpet events

See my Shopping with Peter B headcannons for that 👀

Overall, life with him is just so much better, and he still can't believe he could even pull you in the first place