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hotvintagepoll · 2 months

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Ginger Rogers (Swing Time, Top Hat)—Look I’ll level with you, I’ve never seen her in a musical and I know that she’s an amazing dancer and she’ll be even hotter when I finally watch Top Hat but I’m not submitting her as a dancer I’m submitting her as an ACTRESS. Her comic timing is impeccable!!!!! She’s full to bursting with life and in every role she seems to be having FUN, you can practically feel the twinkle in her eye. With her natural warmth it’s like she’s letting you in on the joke, y’all get to have this fun together! Making me laugh is hot!!! [If you'd like to see Ginger dance, videos below the cut]

Dorothy Lamour (The Jungle Princess, Road to… movies)—Ok, to be honest, I get if no one wants to vote for her--she's kind of like my ~problematic fave~ because she started in the Road (Singapore, Bali, Hong Kong, etc) movies with Bob Hope and Bing Crosby, which are full of all sorts of exoticism tropes and usually have her playing very side-eye type roles..island princesses and things...yeah. also she banged J. Edgar Hoover. not very hot. but your honor i still think she's pretty despite all that she's pretty please look at her and tell me she's prettyyy

This is round 1 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.

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Dorothy Lamour propaganda:

She started in jungle and South Seas movies and became famous in the Road series. She learned quickly to improvise when facing Bob and Bing. Road to Bali almost has her character marrying both of theirs, since she's island royalty and nobody had a problem with it - a nearly poly relationship, an epiphany for a viewer who didn't even know that that could happen! She was a popular pinup girl during World War 2, and was the first singer for the popular standard "It Could Happen to You". She sang often in her movies and has a lovely voice!

Ginger Rogers propaganda:

She needs no introduction! An undeniable powerhouse on the dancefloor, and no less talented an actress. I once watched a compilation of cinema's greatest dance scenes and one of her and Fred Astaire's dances was featured, and one of the talking heads said he pitied her for 'having to keep up with him' - or something to that effect. Bullshit, I cry. Ginger Rogers was his absolute equal, and underplaying her incredible skill is downright criminal. I want the 'Cheek to Cheek' sequence from Top Hat to be permanently burned into my memory.

"Backwards in high heels", as the saying goes (though the pedant in me must point out that she in fact spent her fair share of time leading or dancing side-by-side). One of the earliest twinkle-toed ladies of the silver screen, and in terms of acting/persona, her balance of wide-eyed cuteness and movie-star glamour has never quite been replicated.

we all know her beloved string of musicals with fred but ginger also has an extensive and varied non-fred filmography that she's great in! a few ginger moments that are important 2 me personally ginger singing “we’re in the money” in gold diggers of 1933, complete with a verse in pig latin bc this whole movie is kinda mocking the concept of anyone actually being in the money in 1933; ginger and una merkel singing a verse of “shuffle off to buffalo” in 42nd street, providing some statler & waldorf-esque commentary on newlyweds from the upper berth of a railway car (interesting that belly was apparently a risque word in 1933 - maybe its bc the lyric is innuendo-ing about out of wedlock pregnancies - and that panties was a term for men’s underthings!); a favorite fred & ginger number

Ginger Rogers could do everything! She could sing, dance and act. She was hilarious in comedies, moving in dramatic roles (she won an Oscar for Kitty Foyle in 1940) and absolutely gorgeous!

Listen, no shade to Fred Astaire at all, but she both kept up with him step for step and then later went on to WIN AN OSCAR FOR ACTING. (which he did not.) truly a double threat!!!

One of the best dancers in Hollywood! Her work with Fred Astaire is just incredible.

ONE LINE: "Everything Fred did, Ginger did backwards and in heels" AND THEYRE RIGHT! Rogers was a total dance badass, and a lot of movie buffs know the story, but the Never Gonna Dance number from Swing Time took almost 50 takes, and allegedly by the end of filming it her white shoes had been stained pink because her feet were bleeding. As a note, she looks crazy gorgeous in this number. Watching these two dance is insane. They match up to each other in a way my mom describes as "divine" and she's right. DANCE NUMBERS!

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Let's Call The Whole Thing Off (Shall We Dance, 1937, dancing starts at 3:14, they're in ROLLERSKATES)

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(Ginger Rogers is the hottest woman ever to live in this number. seeing this as a teenager altered my brain chemistry)

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(also watch her feet and how she moves opposite Astaire in this one. We all know our boy Freddie had that precision demon but jesus christ Miss Rogers, let a girl live!)

Pick Yourself Up, Swing Time 1936 (Everyone's seen this one but by god you are going to see it AGAIN!)

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Shall We Dance, 1937 (duet begins at 2:34)

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Smoke Gets In Your Eyes, Roberta 1935 (There's just something about Ginger Rogers in a slick black dress man)

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The Continental, The Gay Divorcee 1934 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cjv6nmF7wdk God she's MAGIC in this one.

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Gay Divorcee's Ending Montage 1934The infamous table and chairs spin happens at about 0:49. Pay CLOSE attention to her in this bc it looks like witchcraft and I feel lightheaded whenever I watch this movie bc shes THAT awesome.

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She is a miracle to watch. Sorry for the sheer amount of clips. My entire family is like madly in love with Ginger Rogers.

#dorothy lamour #ginger rogers #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 1 #Youtube

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toxicanonymity · 8 months

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2.5k, boyfriend's dad!Joel x f!reader

SUMMARY: PWP, you catch him watching porn. you get on top, then ride his arm then sit on his face.

WARNINGS: 18+ unsafe P in V, creampie, infidelity, boyfriend's dad, jacking off, arm riding, face sitting cum eating, pinky up the ass, filth, use of "daddy," risk of getting caught, reference to you blowing jack but no detail. unedited fuck it we ball.

A/N: Request from @gracieispunk, also Arm riding anon, last night of vacay anon can't find u sry.

After a long day shopping, you give your boyfriend Jack a blowjob he doesn’t deserve, just to knock him out. You think about his dad Joel while you do it—his short swim trunks, his shades, his fluffy hair, his gold chain. The way he looks at you, the way he whispers in your ear. The way he drools over your body. Jack dozes off about as quickly as you expect, and soon he's snoring.

You slip out of bed in your thin tank top and loose, short shorts. The air conditioning hits you hard but you don't put on a robe. You intend to slide right into Joel's bed anyway. You quietly open your bedroom door and creep into the hallway. Joel’s door is cracked open, which you’d like to think is a subtle invitation. But when you push it open, the bed is unmade and he’s not in it. You walk down to the common area of the suite and blue lights are flickering from the tv. The volume is low, but it sounds like an action comedy.

Joel moans and your breath hitches. You hug the wall with your back as you creep closer, trying not to make a sound or a shadow. The closer you get, you hear a deep, breathy “ohh.” He sighs and moans, and the unmistakable wet stroke of skin on skin has you clenching your thighs. Next thing you know, you're feeling your breast.

“Ah, fuck,” he sighs, and you moan audibly. Your hand covers your mouth too late. He pauses the movie. Reflexively, you think about hiding, feeling guilty about the intrusion. But then you say, fuck it, and walk in. You stop when you can see the screen and he can see you. He’s on the pull-out couch, sitting back against the cushion.

His voice is deep and hushed. "was just thinkin' about ya. "

He shifts to face you. He’s got a pillow sitting loosely in his lap. He’s shirtless, nothing but pastel green boxers and his gold chain and a pinky ring. Bed head. He scratches one side of his beard as he checks you out with half-lidded eyes. "Can’t sleep?"

You look at the TV and do a double take. “Is that... Is that Manuel Ferrara?” (porn star)

“You know this joker?”

“Oh, I know him. What is this? How old is it?”

“Pirates II, quality cinema.”

You raise your eyebrows and put your hand on the arm of the sofa closest to you. You kneel onto the pull-out mattress, trying not to make a loud creak. He wets his lips as you slowly approach on your knees, springs quietly accepting your weight. The way his eyes dance down your body remids you your hard nipples are poking out from your thin top, loose shorts riding down below your hips.

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He watches your legs flex as you sit next to him, partially facing him to your right, with your shoulder resting on the middle cushion against the wall and your right knee bent, between you. You look at the pillow in his lap, then grab the corner. He shifts to face you, and his chest expands under his chain. He watches you darkly as you slide the pillow off him and put it out of the way on the mattress.

You suck in a deep breath as you observe the massive tent in his boxers. He wraps a hand around it, the shape of his stiff cock covered by the pinstripe fabric under his fist and pinky ring.

He whispers, "yeah, come to daddy," clothed cock still in his hand as he lunges toward you.

You lean toward him and close the gap. You're on your sides facing each other. He looks from your eyes to your lips, and you whisper, “I need this,” and grab the shape in his boxers before your lips meet. His hand brushes yours as he leaves it to you. It sends a wave of need through your chest. He cradles your head and kisses you feverishly, plunging his tongue into your mouth. Meanwhile, you grope him and open the slit of his boxers to free his rock-hard length, sticky with saliva or lube. He hums "Mmm" into your mouth at the touch of your hand on his naked cock. You break the kiss to look at it and use your thumb to smear the precum leaking from his tip.

“You were close, huh?” you tease him.

He laughs. “I dunno if I can last, baby.”

“You’ll make it up to me if ya don't.”

"Ohh yeah."

“Guess I better get on this fast, huh?” you ask with a squeeze of his cock.

“Wanna go to bed?"

You shake your head no.

“That’s my girl.”

“Wanna sit on daddy’s cock right here,” you whisper.

“Fuck yeah,” he breathes. He adjusts the cushion then lays back on it, facing the tv again, mostly lying down, with his head and shoulders elevated by the cushion. You take off your shorts and push a blanket out of the way. You begin to straddle him and he lifts his head off the cushion slightly to reach between your legs and feel how wet you are. “Damn, this all for daddy?” He sits up enough to grab your ass and pull you toward his cock. "good girl."

You straddle his hips, notching his cock at your entrance. Your clit twitches. As soon as you begin to sink down, he thrusts up, impaling you with a deep sigh as his girth pushes you open. The momentum sends his chain to his collarbone. “Yeah, c’mon baby.” You begin to roll your hips at a slow rhythm and he sighs “Ohhh, fuck, just—ohhh” He ties to hold you still. You indulge him. Then he punches his cock upward “Fuck yeah--ohh,” you meet his cock but let him drive things mostly.

“Daddy,” you whimper.

He pulls your tanktop down below your breasts and watches them move with each thrust. Meanwhile you watch his pecs flexing and his chain moving with each movement. You tilt your hips and grind your clit against him. He sighs. “Fuck, just like that.”

“Yeay, daddy-ohhh.”

He wraps a muscular arm around you, bringing your chest to his. The strength of his arm holds you still, and he holds your ass with his other hand. He fucks up into you, “Oh yeah,” he pants. “Fuck, ahh,” the power of his hips has his gold chain moving on his flexing pecs. You kiss and suck his neck as he rails you from the bottom. “Takin’ it so—so, mmm, so good for daddy.”

“Yeah, take it—nnngh,” He’s so. . . he’s so good at this. Your front is grinding against his pubic hair just right, then he ups the pace and your heart skips a beat. “Oh fuck, baby–mmmm– yeah” he pounds you from the bottom, his arm holding you down. He pants, “Yeah, take it,” his breath becoming ragged, chain lazily sliding on his strong, sunkissed chest.

You whimper on the cusp of coming and he says, “C’mon, baby–ohh, fuck—come for daddy c'mon—-ohhhhhh, fuck, baby.” Agony spreads across his face. "Can't wait, baby--ohhhh." Then he pulls you down hard on his cock and erupts with a shudder, shooting his warm release into you. It almost sends you, And if you grinded himself on him as he came, you'd probably get there, but frankly you don't want this to be over.

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“You close?” he reaches for your clit and thumbs it.

You nod.

“Sit on my face.”

He nudges you up with a thrust of his hips and says, “c’mon, let’s get you off.”

You dismount him, one knee to each side of his left arm, the arm towrd the back of the couch. He moves so he’s lying with his head about a foot from the arm rest.

You can’t take your eyes off his body. You’ve been staring at these arms all week. Bulky, sunkissed, strong, so strong. They flex and glisten in the sun. He reaches for you with his closest hand and sides his fingers along your puffy, throbbing cunt. He rubs your clit with a deep breath and gives a low whistle. “C’mon, I ain’t leavin’ ya like this.”

He reaches between your legs to your ass and palms it to pull you closer. You grab his bicep with both hands and he freezes. You put his arm down on the mattress, running your thumbs over it in admiration of the muscle. He watches you practically salivate over his arm. Then he slowly lifts his forearm, nudging you forward, with his hand on your back and his elbow between your legs. His cum trickles out onto his bicep and he sucks in a deep breath. You lower yourself so your clit meets his warm skin, and he hums “Mmm. This what ya want?”

You nod. “So strong, daddy” You grind yourself on his hard bicep and watch his chest rise more peacefully, his chain glimmering. The way he looks at your body makes you swoon. Like you’re a work of art. The tension swells in your lower belly as you grind on him.

"Hold on, baby.” He turns on his side, facing you. He makes eye contact as he sucks the pinky of his free hand, getting it reallly slobbery. Then he adjusts the arm under you, giving you a wave of arousal as the muscle flexes between your legs. His hand on your back pushes you down so your upper body can feel the heat of his. He teases your asshole with his wet pinky, "Hmm?” he asks. You nod, then he slides the pinky in, sucking in air thruh his teeth. “Fuck, you're so hot, baby.” His pinky is fatter than your index finger.

He pushes the digit in just far enough so the chunky ring is nudging but not entering your asshole. You begin to grind on his bicep again and he moves his pinky in tandem with you. You twitch and throb and the hand on your back brings you further down toward him. His head lifts off the mattress and his lips latch onto yours. You moan “Mmmm” as you grind on the slippery mess of his arm and he fingers your ass. He flexes his bicep again and you whimper, “Daddy.”

“Yeah, come for Daddy,” he encourages. You really dig your clit into his arm and he flexes again at the same time, and the tension bursts. You take in shallow, audible breaths, trying to come as quietly as possible. He covers your mouth with his again and you whimper, slowly grinding on his arm, riding out your orgasm, with his pinky still in your ass.

When you stop convulsing on his arm, he takes his pinky out of your ass and sucks it.

“You got one more for daddy?” You do, you can feel it, you’re throbbing. Your only hesitancy is the mess between your legs. The mess of his own cum. Fuck it, he doesn't care.

He moves so he’s lying down flat where you can straddle his head. “Be a good girl,” he murmurs. “n’ sit on daddy’s face.”

You straddle his face, facing his eyes and the arm of the sofa.

“Fuck, shoulda done this first,” he laments. “Look so fuckin’ hot.” He sighs. “Use me, baby,” he begs, “Don’t hold back.”

“Say stop,” you whisper. “Or tap out. Don’t wanna suffocate ya.”

As you spread your thighs wide over his face, your combined fluids leak out of you and he breathes, “fuck yeah,” his warm breath hitting your cunt. You hold onto the arm of the sofa for leverage. You’re facing his eyes and he looks up at your tits hanging over him. . He lifts his head enough for his lips to latch onto your dripping seam, and he begins to kiss your clit, then lap at your entrance, swallowing his own cum.

“C’mon, baby,” he begs as he pulls you down on his face. His mouth feels like heaven, and you’re already close. His beard scratches your inner thighs in a pleasant way. You begin to grind on him, using his nose to massage your clit, still hanging onto the sofa’s arm as he licks and sucks. He lifts his hands to palm your breasts. You fist his hair and he moans into your cunt.

“Oh, daddy,” you whine as quiet as you can, “Daddy, I’m gonna–”

He moans and grabs onto your ass again and his fingers dig into your flesh as he eats you hungrily. You grind against him again, your fingers digging into the arm of the sofa, and you silently gasp as your orgasm seizes you. Then you sputter, “D-daddy, ohhh.”

“Mmmm,” he moans and watches you tremble and jerk with your spine arching, your thighs quivering against his cheeks. You lift yourself off him as soon as you finish. “So fuckin’ hot,” he repeats in a whisper. You dismount him. The bottom half of his face is all red and soaked, some of his cum stuck in his beard.

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“You might wanna,” you gesture on your own face to show him. He goes and gets two washcloths, one for you. Your inner thighs are a little scratched up. When you’re cleaned up, you grab your shorts to put back on.

You settle back into the sofa again and catch your breath. He lays down with his head on the cushion again. His chest is still rising and falling with deep breaths. He extends an arm for you. You put your face on his chest, cheek on his chain, and his arm wraps around you.

“Guess we’re going home tomorrow,” you mumble, tired.

A minute or two of silence pass, and his breathing is so steady you wonder if he’s planning to fall asleep like this.

“You should dump him,” Joel whispers into your hair. Then his heart rate increases under your ear.

Your chest tightens and you feel defensive, like he’s implying it’s wrong, when he started all this. “I. . .” you’re not sure what to say. You don’t know if Joel would want to be with you, or if he just thinks Jack doesn’t deserve you. It’s hard to imagine Joel wanting to be with his son’s girlfriend. “What are you saying?” you ask.

“Wanna know why I came out here? Wasn't for the mattress,” he laughs. "Got cinemax in the room."

“Why?”

“Cause I could hear y'all,” he admits. "Or, him."

Your heart skips a beat. Joel was jealous? “I–we weren't fucking, sorry, I thought--” Wait, you’re apologinzg for blowing your boyfriend. You think better of explaining, even if you were doing it so you could get him to sleep and sneak into Joel's room.

Joel chuckles and covers his face with his hand, peering through his fingers. He mumbles into his palm, “Well, it was gross.”

You look at him and he slides his hand off his face. There’s something casually needy in his eyes. You don’t say anything, just look at each other. You squint at him, trying to read him. He breaks into a smile and laughs quietly.

Then it fades and he gets pensive. He looks at the tv for a few seconds, then back at you. He turns on his side to face you completely, then takes your hand.

“Lemme take ya out or somethin'." He brings your hand to his lips and kisses it gently. "Promise we'll have a good time.”

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he could prob use some thigh riding too, naturally 😁

Thank you so much for reading and engaging. Your interactions really motivate me. 🥹🖤

More of this joel/reader:

Sky's out, thighs out (1.5k) He gives you a good time at the rooftop pool.

at the beach (300)

sun's out, guns out (2.3k) pool

shopping (1.3k) fitting room mirror

blow job (200?)

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roseshavethoughts · 4 months

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All Quiet on the Western Front (1930)

My ★★★★★★ review of All Quiet on the Western Front #CharityShopCinema #FilmReview

All Quiet on the Western Front (1930) Synopsis – A German youth eagerly enters World War I, but his enthusiasm wanes as he gets a firsthand view of the horror – All Quiet on the Western Front. Director – Lewis Milestone Starring – Lew Ayres, Louis Wolheim, John Wray Genre – War | Drama | Historical Released – 1930 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 6 out of 6. If you liked: 1917, Dunkirk, Empire of the…

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#1930s Cinema #All Quiet on the Western Front #Best Picture Winner #black and white cinema #Charity Shop #cinema #Drama #Early Cinema #film review #Film Reviews #Gold Star Cinema #Gold Star Film #Historical #John Wray #Lew Ayres #Lewis Milestone #Louis Wolheim #movie review #War

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oncomingnight · 9 months

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Yandere! Actor

"And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me."

Ahmed is all about having soft domestic mornings. He's obsessed with the feeling of you hugging him from behind as he adds creamer to your coffee. Seeing you in his long sleeved silk chiffon shirt after a passionate night together makes him fall in love with you all over again. He'll feed you the soaked fruit he cut up for you with his delicate hands, letting his fingers grace over your skin for a couple loose seconds.

During a slow morning in your home where he wakes up before you, he takes it upon himself to quickly prepare a spread of food with a steaming/iced cup of coffee on the side. His talent isn't only reserved for acting, you'll eat his cooking and mistake your home for a michelin star restaurant for a split second. Ahmed takes immense joy in seeing your face fill with pure pleasure as you take a bite out of his food.

While the two of you are walking through a museum in the middle of a major city, he'll point to a painting of two lovers, grip your hand even tighter than he already was and whisper into your ear, "that was us in a past life, you know?" With that charming smile he was blessed with, two dimples guarding it.

There are thousands of videos on the internet of Ahmed doting on you during celebrity events. Something on your outfit could be misplaced and he'd lean over to fix it before giving you a big kiss on your cheek. Whispering jokes and sweet words into your ears as he gently rubs your shoulder. Softly rubbing your thighs as he answers the interviewers questions to the best of his ability, trying to ignore the not so appropriate thoughts of you that are running through his head. While he's at a premiere of one of his films, he'll switch the attention to you while saying, "just look at her, man. Can't help how in love I am."

During your vacation in Portofino, Italy, Ahmed could not help but drag you to every little place you had mentioned yourself desiring to go to. The two of you would walk out of stores with bags filled to the brim. Including the lacey slip shirts/dresses he'd bought you, dangly gold jewelry, perfume that has the most pleasureful aromas known to mankind's noses.

Going back to the videos of Ahmed being an absolute sweetheart to you, there are also photos! People have taken photos of him taking the to-go basket of coffee out of your hands, him having a handful of bouquets, chocolates, congratulatory balloons & gourmet sweets. Photographs of him staring at you in absolute awe in the warm-lit pasta restaurant, candles and flowers at the table. He has his face in the palm of his hand as his doe brown eyes stare you down with nothing but love. The two of you in line at a cinema but with him laying his head on yours, the height difference is incredibly noticeable.

You'll mention to him a certain music artist that you've admired for some time now, before you know it, he's waking you up the next morning with two front row VIP tickets to their concert along with plane tickets to the city the venue is located in. Oh! And the plane takes off in three hours, better hurry and get to the airport!

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ricciardosheart · 4 months

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Starry Serenade on the Riviera - cl16

pairings: Charles Leclerc X female (gf! reader)

Charles, with a sparkle in his eyes, entered their home holding a bouquet of (Y/N)'s favorite flowers. The room seemed to brighten as he approached her, a playful grin dancing on his lips. "Hey there, beautiful," he whispered, presenting the flowers.

The Mediterranean sunbathed Monaco in a warm embrace as (Y/N) nestled into the comforts of their shared home. The gentle hum of the waves drifted through the open windows, providing a harmonious soundtrack to her peaceful afternoon. Little did she know, Charles Leclerc, the Formula 1 sensation and her adoring boyfriend, was orchestrating a surprise that would transform this ordinary day into an enchanting tale.

A gasp of delight escaped (Y/N)'s lips as she accepted the bouquet. "Charles! What's all this?"

"I thought we could use a little break," he revealed, his voice laced with excitement. "How about a special date on a yacht?"

Her eyes widened with anticipation. "A yacht? Seriously?"

Charles nodded, the mischievous glint in his eyes intensifying. "I thought we could spend the day cruising along the French Riviera, just you and me."

A radiant smile adorned (Y/N)'s face. "That sounds amazing!"

The next scene unfolded on the deck of a sleek yacht, elegantly cutting through the azure waters of the Mediterranean. The sun played hide-and-seek with the clouds, casting a golden glow that danced on the waves. The couple stepped aboard, greeted warmly by the captain, who saluted Charles with a knowing smile.

The yacht set sail, leaving the coastline of Monaco behind. Charles and (Y/N) found themselves alone, surrounded by the vast expanse of the sea. The air was imbued with a sense of adventure and romance as the yacht gracefully sailed along the French Riviera.

On the deck, a table awaited them, adorned with fine linens, silverware, and crystal glasses. A private chef, part of Charles's meticulous plan, stood ready to craft a culinary masterpiece. The couple indulged in a feast of fresh seafood, delicate flavors dancing on their palates, while the sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean.

As the day unfolded, the sun began its descent, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold. Charles and (Y/N) settled into plush lounge chairs on the yacht's deck, wrapped in blankets against the cooling breeze. The sky transformed into a breathtaking canvas of colors, a testament to nature's artistry.

Charles, ever the thoughtful planner, produced a tablet for a private movie screening. The yacht became their own floating cinema, surrounded by the tranquil sounds of the sea. Laughter and the soft murmur of waves intertwined as they enjoyed their favorite film, the screen competing with the mesmerizing spectacle of the sunset.

The atmosphere was nothing short of magical as the yacht sailed through the twilight waters. The couple, lost in the beauty of the moment, reveled in the serenity of the French Riviera at dusk.

With the movie credits rolling, Charles suggested a change of scenery. "How about lying down to enjoy the stars?" he proposed, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. They found a cozy spot on the yacht's deck, blankets pulled tight around them, and looked up at the night sky.

The stars above sparkled like diamonds, casting a celestial glow over the couple. Charles pointed out constellations, weaving stories in the night sky. (Y/N)'s heart swelled with gratitude for the extraordinary day and the extraordinary man beside her.

"I've never experienced anything like this," she confessed, her eyes reflecting the luminous beauty around them.

Charles, his gaze fixed on the twinkling stars, replied, "There's nothing more special than sharing moments like these with you."

Under the cosmic embrace of the French Riviera's night, Charles and (Y/N) lay hand in hand, creating memories that transcended time. The yacht sailed on, leaving a trail of stardust on the Mediterranean, etching their love story into the fabric of the universe.

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falloutbridge · 4 months

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shipped vs. party

Tell that boy I'll leave you alone, now Like a stove I'll turn my love down Supra and the prophet are both In the business of souls

We were the kids who screamed (We weren't the same) In sweaty rooms Now we're doomed to organizing Walk-in closets like tombs Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life So let's fade away together One dream at a time

#fall out boy #falloutbridge #andy hurley #joe trohman #patrick stump #pete wentz

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ieatsmallorphansnamedtom · 1 year

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Waaaa your Sam falling in love headcanons made my heart melt ❤️❤️❤️ thank you for your writing!!

If your ask box is still open, do you think we could get some headcanons on how the bachelors would be during a date to the movies with the farmer? I unlocked the cinema in the game last night and I'm super excited!! Ty! <3<3

Bachelors on a Movie Date

Ah, good job on unlocking the cinema! This is a super cute request. I'm surprised someone hasn't asked for it earlier. Also, as of writing this my ask box should be open for a good while. I don't expect anything to come up, but even then you can still submit! :)

Sam

He's the type to talk loudly during the film. He's honestly way too focused on the movie and you to remember there's other people there. If you take him to a movie he loves, he absolutely goes giddy for the next few days. If it's a movie he's not so keen on he still gets a little excited considering it would be his first cinema date in the valley, and possibly ever.

Elliott

He's the type to tell everyone to shut up. Elliott cares very much for his movies, being a writer of another kind. Movies are basically books brought to life, and the right writing can really make a for a great experience. Very happy if you take him to a movie he loves - or any movie at all. Though if you somehow take him to something he hates, he is visibly awkward watching it.

Sebastian

He's very much a quiet type. Watched Hellraiser when he was twelve and did not even jump during the final scene. Actually, he might even laugh. If he saw Hellraiser's hospital monster he would absolutely lose his mind. He's very quiet when he's watching a movie he likes, as he's trying to immerse himself in it as much as possible. But when it's a movie he's not so keen on he'll quietly mumble a joke to you about it every now and again.

Harvey

Absolutely loving it. All sunshine and rainbows over here. That is unless it's a horror. In that situation he's screaming, crying, shitting his pants. He's a little nervous to go with you, because to him movie dates are a Big Deal that need A Lot of Attention. If it's a movie he likes (which is pretty much just cute or historical shit) you'll hear him going 'aw' at every scene. If it's a movie he dislikes, you can see his hair going grey in real time.

Shane

This is the one occasion where you should take someone to see a movie they hate. I cannot express how much that man loves to make fun of bad films. He can and will throw popcorn at the screen and piss everyone else off. Don't put him and Elliott in the same room like that because they will fight. If it's a movie he likes though, he's the type to yell out stuff like 'fuck off Daniel!'

Alex

He's honestly seen enough movies about cinema dates to have it etched into his skull that he has to do something romantic. So, that becomes his goal for the entire film. He's not great at it, and it's barely noticeable since he's more focused on trying to figure out what the hell to do, but he still gets a gold star for having a go. If it's a movie he likes he's actually less focused on you and more on the film (and vice versa for a film he dislikes).

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I liked your explanation about the opening sequence to The Sign. I will start by saying I have a background in literary analysis, not cinema, which is a whole other ballgame which is why I am writing to you. (Which is also why books and movies are not one to one translations, they can't be). Lately there has been a lot of negativity toward the confusion surrounding Phaya's and Tharn's powers, especially how Phaya and Tharn got to the cave. I was not surprised by the lack of explanation though. If this was a book I would say that the characters themselves are caught in forces they don't understand, grasping for how to fight against a literal God and so confusion in the narrative parallels that confusion in the character POV. We see a little of Docs POV but only in connection with Tharn or Phaya. Thanks for listening to my ramblings. Have a good week!

There's been a weird negativity towards The Sign since like, ep07 when they banged and idk why but I refuse to let it get me down lol The Sign is one of the few BLs that's ambitious and I gotta give it it's gold stars of the week for that alone

For me, I'm willing to see if the powers thing is just the show withholding information or if it's leaving it ambiguous on purpose. Personally I'm not the type of viewer that needs everything laid out for them in logical order. Like, I don't need to know if all the kitchenware in Beast's castle was actually a human, the castle is enchanted ergo all the shit inside is also enchanted. Why are the servants also cursed, cause it's a fairytale and they are? They're an extension of the Beast himself as a character? Sometimes adding explanations or over explaining sucks the magic and fantastical elements from a story.

Like, I'm a One Piece fan so I'm really used to information being withheld for a very long time lmao

That said I also understand the frustration because there does seem to be a set-up happening for the "who" or "why" of the golden light powers. It could be a lot of the things, I like reading the theories. If none of them happened I think I'd be a bit bummed but honestly that just opens up a ton of possibilities in fic.

I continue to be disappointed there's not more fic for The Sign since it's one of the few BL shows that really lends itself so well to a vast amount of possibilities for diverging from canon, or exploring the worldbuilding, or AUs etc etc.

Either way, The Sign is def one of the better BLs I've watched and I'll stand by that lol

#the sign the series #chaos pikachu speaks #asks

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Sophie's Hon Vol. II Valentine's Day Edition

On January 29th 2024, the day I posted Sophie's Hon Vol. I [here], Sophie basically officialized her relationship with Perry by posting a carousel of their ski trip to Meribel, France, on instagram.

And by now, they are not only instagram official, but also event official!!!

Let's talk about what these lovebirds have been up to since the last days of January.

❤️ Sophie's Hon Vol. II Valentine's Day Edition ❤️

The little gif above is the logo of Perry's dad film company Cupid Productions, that produced films like Sympathy for the devil (1968) and Vanishing Point (1971), that I thought it was apt to embellish this post.

But before talking about their first public event together, let's talk about two occasions when Perry didn't appear in the pictures, but he was probably there in some form.

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MOVIE DATE

According to Backgrid, on January 26th 2024, Sophie was seen arriving for a movie date at Everyman Cinema in Hampstead, North London:

We don't know if she was joined by her friends or Perry on that movie date, but what caught my attetion was that long, gold necklace around her delicate neck.

I know I can be wrong, but I think I have seen that necklace before, but around another neck.

Look, the necklace looks too long for Sophie, and that just increeses my suspictions that that piece of jewerly is Perry's Cowdray necklace, the one with his family estate sigil logo:

If I'm right, It seems that they are sharing jewerly since it's difficult to share clothes with a man that tall lol

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CHRISTIAN WOOD BIRTHDAY

On January 27th 2024, Sophie attendend the celebration of her friend and Hair Stylist Chistian Wood's 40th Birthday:

In one of the pictures shared by Chistian Wood, you can see the hands of a man sat next to Sophie, wearing a green jacket:

I can be wrong, but I think that's Perry wearing the same green jacket he wore on January 17th 2024 during their evening stroll in London.

I can't believe that I am able to recognize Perry's limbs and other human parts on pictures now 🙈

And look at Perry liking Sophie's pictures from that night:

Anyways, now let's talk about sharing music with your Hon . . . .

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THE PLAYLIST THAT WAS PROMISED

Everyone speculated about those songs Sophie were posting on IG back in December (most of them break up songs), but she was just sharing music with her Hon.

I can't take credit for this, it was shared with me by a friend that casually found Perry on certain Swedish digital music streaming service . . . . You know which one!

So, there you can find that Perry's latest playlist has a collaborator, that is not other than Sophie.

This playlist was created on October 31st 2023, so they were definitely together by then, and they both were adding songs since then until mid January 2024.

In that playlist you will find songs like Orange Blossoms by Goldford, shared twice, first added by Sophie on December 10th 2023, and added a second time by Perry on December 19th 2023. I love this song, and for me this is their song. I even posted about it here.

Orange Blossoms also appears in another Sophie's individual playlist.

The song All I Ever Asked by Rachael Chinouriri was added by Perry on January 6th 2024. This song also appears in another Sophie's individual playlist.

These two songs were shared by Sophie on instagram on December 12th 2023: Orange Blossoms by Goldford, and December 13th 2023: All I Ever Asked by Rachael Chinouriri:

The other two songs shared by Sophie on instagram on December 21st 2023: Fade Away by Susanne Sundfør and December 22th 2023: Go Your Own Way by Fleetwood Mac, can be found in some other Perry's and/or Sophie's individual playlists:

Other songs from Sophie and Perry shared playlist that stand out, at least for me, are:

Candy by Paolo Nutini

You Give Me Something by James Morrison

Fade Into You by Mazzy Star

Real Love Baby by Father John Misty

Japanese Denim by Daniel Caesar

Get You by Daniel Caesar feat. Kali Uchis

This post was made while listening Sophie and Perry shared playlist, of course.

And now let's go to the main course . . . .

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LUNAR NEW YEAR 2024 - YEAR OF DRAGON 🐉

So, on February 10th, 2024, Sophie and Perry made their public event debut by attending Stanley Zhu's Year of Dragon celebration aboard London's luxury steamer The Dixie Queen.

Just look at them posing as a couple for Getty Images photographer here:

They looked so good that night 🤩 Perry listened to me and got a better tailored suit 🤭 And Sophie, what can I say? She was a gorgeous and sexy mermaid 🧜‍♀️ 😍

Also, blonde Sophie wearing a necklace with 3 little dragons It's very funny to me 🐉 🐉 🐉

Some of their friends were at the party as well, like Sophie's childhood friend Tabitha Doherty; Rupert Gorst and Amadea Kimmins, the couple that joined them to their ski trip; Sascha von Bismarck and Ella Richards, another couple.

Here you can see Sophie talking to some other party guests:

Here you can see Sophie watching the fireworks and dancing with her friend Tabitha Doherty:

Here you can see Sophie chatting with Sascha von Bismarck, Perry's childhood friend and roommate:

And here you can see Sophie posing with Ella Richards and Eleanor Wellesley, 📸 by Daisy Knatchbull, you can see her in the mirror reflection:

Sascha von Bismarck and Ella Richards are long time friends of Olympia of Greece (Perry's ex girlfriend). Ella is one of her closest friends, and Olympia also keeps following Sophie on instagram. So clearly the "cheating" allegations are a made up narrative.

Anyways, Sophie was enjoying the night and feeling the music and dancing this way . . .

. . . . and I have to say this, Perry, you lucky bastard!

They look so comfortable with each other and so happy together that I can only wish for them to have the loveliest first Valentine's Day as a couple.

Now, enjoy a little video compilation of Sophie and Perry hitting the dance floor:

It seems they both love to dance and I'm so happy for them.

UPDATE

Thanks to Stanley Zhu for releasing new pictures and videos:

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I waited to post this until late in the hopes that Sophie would post something Valentine's Day related, but nothing so far. Maybe tomorrow? 🤞

I'm going to update this post as new content appears.

💕 So, Happy first (of many, I hope) Valentine's Day to Sophie and Perry! 💕

💕 And Happy Valentine's Day to you all as well 💕

#sophie turner #valentine's day #already updated #PP #thehonseries

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A Cozy Movie Night

➥ summary: Spider Noir and his girlfriend has some alone time together

➥ a/n: this is pure fluff and no smut :)

➥ one shot

The room was bathed in the soft glow of dimmed lights as Spider-Noir, clad in his noir-inspired suit, and his girlfriend (Y/n) settled onto the couch for a cozy movie night. They had chosen a classic black-and-white film, their shared love for vintage cinema bringing them closer together.

As the movie started playing, (Y/n) nestled against Spider-Noir's side, finding comfort in his protective presence. She felt the warmth of his arm around her shoulders, his touch a reassurance in the darkness. They were immersed in their own private world, ready to escape into the magic of the silver screen.

The movie transported them to a bygone era, where the crackling sound of the projector and the flickering images on the screen held a certain charm. As the characters unfolded their stories, Spider-Noir and (Y/n) became captivated, their focus solely on the film and each other.

(Y/n) couldn't help but steal glances at Spider-Noir, her heart swelling with affection for the mysterious hero who had stolen her heart. The monochrome hues of the movie created an ambiance that accentuated his rugged charm, his shadowy figure blending seamlessly with the film noir aesthetic.

Spider-Noir, sensing (Y/n)'s gaze, turned to meet her eyes, his own filled with a mixture of adoration and curiosity. A smile tugged at his lips, and he gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. "What's on your mind, dollface?" he whispered, his voice low and filled with affection.

(Y/n) blushed, her cheeks tinged with a rosy hue. "I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life," she admitted, her voice filled with sincerity. "You bring a touch of old-world charm and excitement to my world, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Spider-Noir's expression softened, his gaze locked with (Y/n)'s. "And I'm the lucky one, (Y/n). You've brought light into my dark world, reminding me that love and happiness can exist even in the shadows. Your presence in my life is a true blessing."

As the movie continued, they found solace in the shared silence, their connection growing stronger with every passing scene. The film evoked emotions and sparked discussions, their thoughts intertwining seamlessly.

Occasionally, a poignant moment or a well-timed line would evoke laughter or a tender squeeze of (Y/n)'s hand. Their eyes met, exchanging unspoken words of appreciation and understanding. In those stolen glances, they found a depth of connection that transcended the movie itself.

As the film reached its climax, Spider-Noir gently turned to (Y/n), his voice filled with a mix of playfulness and affection. "You know, dollface, I may not be as smooth as the leading men in these old movies, but I promise to love and protect you with everything I've got."

(Y/n) smiled, her eyes filled with love. "And I wouldn't have it any other way. You may not have the suave demeanor, but you have a heart of gold, and that's what matters to me."

In that moment, their shared laughter and love filled the room, merging with the flickering images on the screen. They were the stars of their own movie, their bond a tale of love, adventure, and resilience.

As the credits rolled, they remained entwined, savoring the magic of the movie and the closeness they shared. Spider-Noir stretched his arms above his head, feeling a satisfying sense of relaxation wash over him. The comfortable silence filled the room, broken only by the sound of (Y/n)'s gentle laughter. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he declared, "Well, dollface, it's time for bed."

(Y/n) giggled, her laughter contagious and filling the room with joy. She playfully protested, "Oh, come on, Spider-Noir. Can't we stay up a little longer? The night is still young."

Spider-Noir's lips curled into a smirk as he plotted his next move. In one swift motion, he scooped (Y/n) up into his arms, wrapping her in a cozy blanket. She squealed with delight, her laughter echoing through the room.

"Bedtime for you, my love," he playfully declared, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. With (Y/n) secured over his shoulder, he carried her towards their bedroom, relishing in the lightness of the moment.

As they entered their bedroom, Spider-Noir gently laid (Y/n) down on the bed, her laughter subsiding into a contented smile. He lovingly tucked her in, ensuring she was snug and comfortable beneath the covers.

(Y/n) gazed up at him with adoration, her eyes reflecting the love and warmth she felt in that moment. Spider-Noir, captivated by her beauty, couldn't help but be drawn closer. He lowered himself onto the bed, propping himself up on one elbow, and his eyes locked with hers.

"You know," he murmured, his voice soft and filled with tenderness, "there's something magical about these quiet moments with you. It's as if time stands still, and it's just you and me, lost in our own little world."

(Y/n) reached out, her hand caressing his cheek, her touch a gentle reminder of their connection. "I feel it too," she whispered, her voice filled with love. "In your arms, I find solace and security. It's a feeling I wouldn't trade for anything."

Spider-Noir leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss. They savored the sweetness of the moment, their hearts intertwined in a dance of love and desire. As they broke the kiss, their foreheads touched, their breaths mingling in the space between them.

With a gentle smile, Spider-Noir brushed his fingers through (Y/n)'s hair, his touch soothing and comforting. "Goodnight, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with devotion. "May your dreams be as beautiful as you."

(Y/n) smiled, her eyes filled with warmth and affection. "Goodnight.Thank you for always being my hero, in and out of the shadows."

As they settled down for a peaceful night's sleep, their bodies intertwined and their hearts connected, they knew that their love would carry them through any challenges they might face. In the safety of each other's arms, they drifted off into dreamland, their hearts and souls intertwined in a bond that would withstand the test of time.

#x reader #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #spider noir #spider noir x y/n #spider noir x you #spider noir x reader #spider noir imagine #spiderverse imagines #spiderverse imagine #fluff #one shot #spiderman into the spiderverse masterlist

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