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greenmp3 · 1 month
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My Favorite Wife (1940) — dir. Garson Kanin
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jeanharlowshair · 9 months
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"Irene chats with Laurence Olivier and his wife-to-be, Vivien Leigh, who visited her on the set during filming of 'My Favorite Wife.'"
Silver Screen Magazine, May 1940.
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leatherhearted · 2 years
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Irene Dunne in MY FAVORITE WIFE (1940, dir. Garson Kanin)
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imkeepinit · 3 months
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Movie poster by an unknown artist for the 1948 Belgian release of the RKO Radio Pictures feature film Ma Femme Préférée, subtitled Mijn Verkozen Vrouw for the Dutch speaking audience. This was the first motion picture released in Belgium after World War II.
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itsnothingbutluck · 2 months
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The official movie trailer for the 1940 movie, My Favorite Wife. Starring Cary Grant, Irene Dunne and Gail Patrick.
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maggiecheungs · 9 months
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“That’ll cost you a fine of 25 dollars.″
MY FAVORITE WIFE (1940) dir. Garson Kanin
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happyunbday2u · 2 months
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So I recently saw a comic on YouTube about Husk having a daughter when he was alive so now I can’t get it out of my head and now I’d like to welcome Spade and Diamond, human names are Scott and Diane
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They died some time in the late 1990’s and were born in the late 1940’s
I like to think Husk was a good father with a soft spot for kids, I am still thinking on their mother’s design but I have the backstory ready, this includes Husk being the Vietnam war.
Their life couldn’t have been more perfect if it weren’t for their dad having to leave for war and their grandmother trying to convince their mother that she could do better, but it got worse when they found her dead after being missing for weeks. (Plot twist! The Grandma killed her because if she wouldn’t leave Husk then there was only one thing left to do! JK it was a moment of sheer rage and the next thing she knew her daughter was dead in her arms, she doesn’t regret it because now she has her precious grand babies)
The only thing Husk came home to was his mother-in-law telling him to give his kids to her, she got in his head by telling him how he’d be able to care for them alone, without his wife, without their mother, so with much pain he gave them away.
They didn’t want him to do it but he told them it was for the best, they tried to hate him for it but they couldn’t, Scott was the one who ended up becoming a rebel and while his sister didn’t he got into some trouble and she had to hide him and one day someone tried to attack them and in a moment of panic she killed them forcing her to the life of crime.
Both died in a crossfire and coming to Hell they resembled their dad (and mom?), they didn’t even know he was there until they watched the new and heard about the fight with the Angels and the Hotel they’ve heard so much about, but there was no denying that they saw their dad on screen.
After seeing it they couldn’t help but go to at least SEE if he really was there. Let me tell you the amount of joy there was in that family reunion was the equal amount as seeing a family of your favorite animal, a bit shocking for everyone to find out that not only Husk was married when he was alive but had kids, but he is the type of person to randomly bring up things about their life and never bring it up again.
Both siblings like Charlie and her energy tho it is a bit much for the two, Vaggie was intimidating at first but then they began to grow a connection and BOTH sides would kill for each other.
Surprisingly they got along well with Angel Dust and they were the first to realize the love in their eyes for each other.
“Why do they make such intense eye contact?” “It’s kinda like how dad and mom did it during anniversaries…oh…” “…Oh..” “OH!”
Niffty is a bit crazy for their taste but over all they can get along with her, Diamond helps her clean.
At first they were okay with Alastor until Husk casually brought up his souls was owned by him, now they secretly hate him.
Spade is absolutely fascinated by Cherri Bomb’s bombs, and has helped her make bigger explosions and make it for farther distances.
Lucifer is basically their new grandfather who spoils them.
You guys can use these OCs if you want just make sure to not say it’s your own OC and tag me so I can see y’all beautiful art or mini fanfic or whatever you decide to do with them 😀👍🏽
Edit: i started on a draft for their mother! 1/2/3
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hopefulstarfire · 3 months
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Do yall wanna know my actual favorite butterfly effect?
Two people fucking on a mountain indirectly lead to my favorite comic of all time, Under the Red Hood.
Let me explain.
Joseph Hugo married a woman named Sophie Trébuchet in 1797. He was a general in Napoleon's army so they moved around quite a bit. In a letter he would later write to his son, he and his wife had been on a trip on June 24th 1801 to get from one post to the next and he believed this, on the highest peaks of the Vosges Mountains, is where he believed they conceived their son, who would later become the Ocean Man and famed author Victor Hugo.
(Fun fact: Jean Valjeans prisoner number, 24601, is absolutely in reference to his believed conception date)
Victor Hugo grows up and obviously is responsible for many works, such as Les Miserables and The Hunchback of Notre-Dame and was never one to shy away from political commentary. Thus, he was exiled from France and sent to living on the Channel Islands. It was here that he wrote a novel titled The Man Who Laughs.
Like many of his works, this one does have different adaptations. One in particular came out in 1928 starring Conrad Veidt as the character Gwynplaine, or the Man Who Laughs.
Fast forward about a little over a decade later in 1940. A comic book writer comes into work to be greeted by two artists he worked with, one who did significantly less work than the others. These three men were Bill Finger, Bob Kane and Jerry Robinson.
Now the details of this meeting are...well, up in the air. Each man had their own account to it, and Bob Kane especially is the most unreliable given that he took credit for literally everything and we went over 70 years without Bill Finger getting any sort of credit to actually creating Batman. But what we do know is that there was a drawing of a playing card and a face for the joker card; and Bill Finger said, "Hey, that looks like Conrad Veidt in the Man Who Laughs."
They pushed further with that angle in making the character, a new villain for their hero; the obvious, Joker.
Some years later we get a little bit of an origin story in 1951, in the comic The Man Behind the Red Hood! (ALSO written by Bill Finger) Some college students are trying to solve this decades old case of a burglar in a red pill helmet that was called the Red Hood and trying to figure out who it was. Teaming up with Batman and Robin, they find out that the Red Hood was in fact Joker's old alias. He used to be a lab worker that was stealing from a playing card company with that alias. He was caught by Batman and threw himself into some chemical waste to escape, thus becoming the Joker.
This origin has stuck around in some form ever since. The moniker was unused for quite a long time after this, but would eventually find a new home in a different character.
See, in the 80s, Batman's second sidekick, Jason Todd, was killed off in a very brutal fashion after a fucking poll that people could call two different numbers to decide if they were going to save him or not. I will get into why I have so many frustrations with everything surrounding this story another day, but the important thing to know here is that the Joker killed Jason while Jason was trying to save his mother.
And for a good period of time there, Jason became a character that you did not bring back to life. Until they did.
A storyline running from 2005 to 2006 came into life, called Under the Hood. In it, Batman has to fight a new foe taking on the mantle of Red Hood, only to discover its Jason Todd, brought back to life from the Lazarus Pit, and taking on the mantle of the man that murdered him to go fucking murder the Joker and take control of crime in Gotham and do what he believes Bruce couldn't, all while dealing with trauma and feeling replaced.
So yeah. We wouldn't have my favorite character or story if it wasn't for Victor Hugo's parents fucking on a mountain and conceiving him there where "The elevated origin seems to have had effects on [Victor Hugo] so that [his] muse is continually sublime". That is a quote from that letter. Victor Hugo's mountain conception where he got a great muse is the reason for the Joker and Red Hood. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.
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bloodweave coded classic films…
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Cary Grant and Randolph Scott in My Favorite Wife, 1940.
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Fred Astaire and Rita Hayworth, You’ll Never Get Rich, 1941.
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Greer Garson and Laurence Olivier in Pride and Prejudice, 1940.
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HERE ME OUT
Our smexy major and ballerina wife 🥹
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The Major & His Ballerina
Label Mature 18+
With an upcoming performance your body is in a constant state of stress going through the routine to be perfect. Gale will be unable to attend again
due to a military function. He has missed all of your performances and is wrought with guilt thinking of how he can make it up to you.
After surprising you at the ballet studio and taking you home early he realizes you haven’t relaxed in days and he prepares a bath for you to relieve some of the physical tension. As he turns to leave you take his hand and make him stay using it to physically pleasure yourself, and it then it dawns on him giving you an intense orgasm will solve everything.
Established relationship married
Domestic •female physically stressed/overworked • fingering• sex relief •advanced positions• creampie•aftercare
Inspo: Anon Request 😊thank you 💝Who would’ve guessed it gets so hot being a ballerina with Major Gale in the 1940s 🫵🏻
(spelling errors grammatical mistakes repeat words etc)
The Major & His Ballerina
You were rehearsing feverishly this evening at the ballet studio in a private lesson, your instructor Von yelling at you repeatedly as you spin and twirl and dive. He glares at you making sure every move every point is perfection. You are his favorite he has been training you from the time you were 15 years old watching how he carved you from a clumsy dancer into a graceful and cunning ballerina.
You twist your body leaping into a daring jump landing and slowly rising stretching your leg up and reaching your hand to your toe while on point. the music stops your chest rising and falling you can now hear the loudness of your breaths you are lightly gleaning sweat.
Von steps behind you as you stare at your reflections in the mirror he places his hand on your thigh foot pointing into a perfect side split and makes you stretch an 1/2 inch farther your face winces at the slight pain before he brings your leg down and you settle standing “The harder it is the easier you must make it look” he instructs. “Am I ready?” You ask out of breath. “Angel, you are more than ready” he smiles petting your chin “you are the star.”
Gale enters the studio 15 minutes early, eager to take you home and spend time with you before he is stationed away for the weekend. He see you and Von having and moment and waits near the door having interrupted the two of you.
Your instructor quickly retrieves a towel from the rack handing it to you to look presentable for him. You pat your self dry and go to Gale smiling running jumping into his strong arms. You curl your legs around his waist so gracefully it excites him.
Von approaches you both, “My angel would you like to show Gale your performance as he won’t be able to make it to the recital this weekend?
You look into Gales eyes “Yes she would “ he says answering for you smiling as he holds you.
The instructor pulls a chair for him and goes to the record player. You reset in the middle of the room, Gale sits his eyes trained on you.
The music starts
You can’t help yourself as you peek over at Gale almost seducing him as you stretch and bend your body in ways he hasnt seen before, you see him adjust in his seat throughroughly entertained. You go into your trance fully concentrating every fiber of your being willing your limbs to bend and glide in perfect points and positions. You spin and twirl getting lost in the exertions pushing your body to its limits. You twist and leap landing and rising back up on point in a full side split reaching your hand up to the sky
The music stops.
Gale rises form his seat clapping and smiling he’s so proud he’s never seen anything quite so beautiful. Your instructor is stunned “ You do that..with all the raw passion you had this time and you will get the standing ovation “ he says in awe.
You rush and kiss Gale cupping his face, he reaches for you as you quickly slip from his grasp to collect your bag. “Thank you Von” you shout and wave across the studio heading for the exit. “See you fly on those pretty wings this weekend” Von says smiling. Gale takes your hand and you depart.
Gale can’t stop singing your praises as he drives you home talking about your dexterity and how beautiful you looked, it’s his first time seeing you perform. Meanwhile you are reclined in the passengers seat towel over your face concentrating on your breaths eyes closed physically exhausted the stiffness setting into your muscles. This is your 6th day training in a row you are completely drained and stressed.
When Gale opens your door in the driveway at home you are slow to leave the car, he helps you out shutting the door. “Gale I’m so sore I’m sorry to bother I’ve been training all week and I’m feeling unwell” he sees you wobble unable to stand fully.
He picks you up in his arm and carries you to the master bathroom setting you down and starting a bath. As you slowly peel off your leotard and roll down your tights he has his hand in the tub testing temperature of the rising water. He looks you over, slightly intimidated by the beauty of your perfect toned body and your skill he looks at your knees covered in small bruises from your routines.
When you are fully naked he averts his eyes to the bath water suddenly shy. He has missed all of your recitals and the guilt weighs heavily on him. He is called away for military duties each time. When he does arrive home there is always supper prepared with a note from you on the table. After he eats he finds you in the bedroom sound asleep. After he gets comfortable he pulls you to him and holds you as he falls asleep.
Lost in thought he finally looks over and you are staring at him smiling you tilt your head back and release your hair from its tight bun letting it fall framing your face. You look like an angel to him, you sway your body playfully to entice him.
You see the sorrow on his face and want to cheer him up, you walk over and he stands holding your waist he smiles weakly the guilt eating him alive. You place your hands at his collar unbuttoning his shirt all the way down pushing it open to reveal his white tee beneath.
You pull his military shirt from his shoulders and make him raise his arms to remove his tee, you gaze at his firm chest and tiny waist a soft sigh falling from your lips. He’s so toned your hands trace along his muscles, you lock eyes both desiring each other, he takes ahold on the nape of your neck pulling you into a kiss, you naked him shirtless.
He breaks the kiss his attention to the tub water rising he turns it off now full. He uses his hand to guide you in and let you relax but you hold his wrist making him stay he kneels down next to you on the outside of the tub and kisses your hand. “I know you want me to be there, I would love it more than anything” he says above a whisper. You smile at him sweetly seeing the sincerity in his eyes “You’ve seen my performance today it’ll be exactly the same” you reassure him.
He finally cracks a smile “Now I see why you’re sleeping every time I get home” “Gale…!“ you say scrunching your face cutely and flicking water at him for teasing you making him laugh “Yes I’m exhausted and I’m sorry I fall asleep but I need to relax after those routines they are brutal on me” you say looking down at your aching body submerged in the water.
You see his hand reach in and touch your naval, your eyes dart up to his “I want to help you with that” he says trailing his hand lower between your legs slipping his fingers between your folds trailing up and down relaxing you, it changes your aching into arousal for him. You reach your hand and grab his wrist making him insert his fingers into you.
You begin gasping as he slides them in and out of you and feel his mouth press on yours hungrily kissing you making you reach your wet hand up from the water pulling him by the nape of his neck to kiss you harder. He pulls his face back “Get out of the tub” he says it so sensually the lust darkening his eyes.
He removes his fingers from you and stands grabbing a towel you see the out line of his hard cock in his slacks making you bite your lip you are longing for it. You stand from the water and he dries you down to your calves, surprising you and lifting your body up against him settling your legs around his waist your feet still dripping wet.
He carries you in to the master bedroom laying you down on the soft bed legs apart. He slips his fingers back into your soaking entrance making you moan and spread your legs wider into a full split arousing him so much he can’t concentrate pumping his fingers in you and squeezes his cock. “I need you” he blurts desperately unable to control his urges at the pornographic sight of your legs spread completely open flat against the bed.
As he pulls his fingers out as you sit up on the edge of the bed legs spaced apart. You begin to unfasten his belt and unzip his pants as they fall he steps out of them his cock firm standing in your face.
You stand up in front of him and turn around rear facing him, hands planted firmly on the edge of the bed. You fully spread into a side split toe pointing to the ceiling. He presses his hardness against your thigh, your one leg is solid foot planted on the floor, the other leg against him. You wrap your ankle behind his head. You hear him groan in delight as he holds your ankle at his shoulder and takes his hand rubbing into your exposed mound making a moan escape your lips.
He try’s not to buck his hips against you at the sight of his fingers sliding in and out of your tight hole. He fingers you for several minutes but you don’t cum he replaces his hand on the base of his cock and eagerly presses his full length into your entrance. “Yes!” you finally cry out feeling something shift in your body. His eyes screw shut from the feeling of how tight you are on his cock in this position.
The tightness deep inside of you slightly releases on his length sliding in and out of you “Go harder on me I need it” you beg and he does, smacking his hips against you cock hitting you deeper.
You need another angle and turn your hips he releases your leg as your bring it infront of his face squeezing and turning wrapping your leg around his waist. As you turn on his cock, he lets out a gasp and almost cums at the intense feelings of your walls squeezing him at every angle. He grits his teeth determined to give you an orgasm.
You go into your new position one leg wrapped around his waist behind you with your hands holding the edge of the bed in an advanced doggy style position, he bites his lips and thrusts into you trying to get to get sweet spot that makes you moan for him, when he finds it your abs constrict and you praise him “ Yes yes yes just like that “ he's reliving even more tension in your body. “Please harder” you beg and his eyes grow wide not sure if your delicate body can withstand it, but he grips your hips empaling you on his cock, “Yes uhhh like that” you start moaning against him. After a moment he realizes you are so wound up in your head you cant even cum, he’ll have to distract you.
He slips one hand up holding your breast to pull you back harder on him, you lose more resolve moaning deeper. He keeps working you as he squeezes your breast and pinches the nipple making you gasp. He reaches his other hand between your legs and starts strumming your clit making you mentally unhinge finally enjoying the feeling of him pounding his cock into you. You moan ‘yes’ repeatedly feeling closer to an orgasm.
He lifts your thigh from around his waist holding it steady and does the same with the other so you are in a full split on him legs balanced in his hands as your elbows rest on the bed. He pulls your thighs to his hips using your entire body as leverage pounding into you until you are screaming “ Yes Yes Please Please Don’t Stop”
You squeeze his cock hard as you come undone moaning his name as you feel your core snap and flutter on him, an unending cycle of moans erupting from your throat. He groans in pleasure your walls so tight it physically forces him to ejaculate. His ropes of cum spill into you as you both moan together on his final thrusts rocking you slower until he stops.
His breaths are ragged as he releases you one legs one at a time, you collapse forward onto the edge of the bed unable to move panting heavily against the cover.
“Come rest here” he says going to pull the covers down. You struggle to crawl up into the sheets legs trembling from how he took you so powerfully. You lay face first on the pillow breathing slowing until you pass out. He comes around to check on you, fixing your position so you are more comfortable laying you on your side and pulling the covers to your chest.
He puts his boxers on and heads to his desk full of inspiration writing you a letter to have it sent with two dozen red roses during the night of your recital to show how much he loves you and is amazed by your talents even though he is unable to attend. He seals the letter in and envelope and closes it in his desk.
He heads to the kitchen to cook for you knowing you will be famished. He opens your handwritten recipe book scanning for something simple he can make, settling on potato leek soup.
It takes him over an hour but finally he lifts the wooden spoon through a silky thick broth tasting it bringing a smile to his face, he fills two bowls and goes to wake you.
“Honey wake up you need to eat something before you sleep for the night “ he says gently setting your bowl down on the night stand.
You rouse completely confused eyes squinting
“How long was I alsleep?” you ask. He smiles sitting in his reading chair eating from his bowl. “It took me an hour to make this.“ he says bashfully.
You look over to the soup cooling on the night stand “Oh honey.. you cooked for me thank you I’m so sorry I fell asleep again, I’ll be better after the recital I promise.”
He just smiles at you warmly, pleased with himself for giving you what you really wanted more than anything before your recital, an orgasm.
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moonlightsdream · 2 years
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FILMS IN 2022: My Favorite Wife (1940) — dir. garson kanin
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foreverrandomwritings · 11 months
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OMG congratulations!! I'll try to contain myself but be prepared for a few of these at least!
starting strong, skinny dipping even though it's much too cold w/ my love Phoenix
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What's In The Honeymoon?- Part 5/5
Summary: This is my last installment in my short series "What's in the Envelope/Box/Plane/Vows?". This can be read as a stand alone however. I think it's fitting that @sylviebell was the one to give me the idea for the first part of the series as well as the last.
ALSO HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY SYLVIE💜
Thank you for being such an absolutely radical person and my favorite fellow Phoenix girlie💜
Pairing: Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x afab!Reader
Warnings: Anxiety, alcohol, smut, MINORS DNI 18+, one swear word, public nudity and that's it.
Word count: 1940
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Landing in Porto was a huge relief. You had never taken such a long flight before. Your Wife had reassured you throughout the whole thing that she was going to be right there the whole time. She limited her bathroom breaks to make sure she was with you as much as possible to soothe your anxieties. She told you about how exciting it would be once you landed and got to start your fiveish day-long honeymoon.
You had both gone back and forth over where you wanted the honeymoon to take place until you decided on the slow paced city of Portugal. Natasha had found an airbnb overlooking the beach. The sites you had checked told you of the beautiful beach, the amazing culture and tasteful wineries. 
You hadn’t had a problem getting to your residency for the week. The cab ride over was spent staring out the windows. Occasionally one of you would mention something you saw and might like to do. Natasha made a list on her phone so you could go and look back at it later on. The both of you took the night to enjoy dinner at a beautiful restaurant before walking along the beach. 
As the night got colder you convinced your wife to get back to the airbnb. She was quick to agree when you told her what you were wearing under your clothes. She all but dragged you down the beach as your laughter filled the night air. She never failed to make you feel amazing. 
The first full day there was spent going out shopping to grab some souvenirs for yourselves and all the people back home. Then you went to a local market for food for the week. A winery made its way into your plans as you passed it. Noting it in the list to go back later after taking your food back. You spent hours at the beach before finally heading to the winery for dinner and a tasting. 
You enjoyed the night spent listening to the live band sipping on the different wines. Natasha had convinced you to dance with her at some point. You both swirled and twirled across the makeshift dance floor with the other couples both young and old. As a slow song came on she wrapped you in her arms and hummed along to the melody. You would never get sick of the feeling of being so close to her.
The next morning you were awoken to the smell of breakfast and coffee. You got up pulling on a shirt from the floor before padding out to the kitchen. You saw your wife standing at the stove flipping a piece of french toast in a pan before moving to cut up some fruit. You wrapped your arms around her middle resting your head against her shirt covered back. You both hummed at the contact with one another. 
Breakfast went quickly as you had barely been able to keep your hands off of her. She had moaned as you swiped your thumb across the corner of her lip gathering some whipped cream that had missed her mouth. You sucked your thumb into your own mouth licking the cream off of it. Your eyes remained on hers at the action and she was quickly throwing you over her shoulder and taking you to bed. She grabbed the can of whipped cream and bowl of strawberries that were sitting on the table as she went. 
“We’re gonna have some fun.” she said as she gently placed you on the bed. Your eyes lit up as you spotted the food in her hand. She tugged your shirt off your body before requesting you to lay down. Then she got to work dragging a berry across your skin and lapping up the sticky juices with her tongue. She had you writhing beneath her as she circled your nipples with the fruit. The cold sensation making your nipples harden even more than they already were. As the teasing continued you begged her to touch you. She replied by popping a berry into your mouth. You chewed it slowly as you saw her leaving a line of whipped cream from in between your breasts down towards your cunt stopping right before it. 
You shuddered as she licked from the bottom of the line up towards your breasts. You connected your lips to hers the flavors of strawberry and whipped cream clashing together as your tongues fought for dominance. Her’s won as it usually did. You slipped your hands under her shirt grasping at her breasts kneading them in your palms. She ground her hips down at the action moaning into your mouth. 
“Want you to sit on my face.” you begged her as you pulled back for air. 
“Is that what you want, baby girl?” she asked you teasingly as she ran a finger between your breasts. 
“Please, sweetheart. I really want to taste you.” you begged her again as the thought of her slick on your tongue blurred your mind. She seemed satisfied with that because she was working her way up your body before she was hovering above your face. You pulled her down brushing your nose across her clit briefly. 
Then you were devouring her. You lapped at her hungrily, desperate to pull an orgasm from her. Your legs were clenching together tightly looking for friction. She moaned loudly and slipped her fingers into your hair. She started rocking her hips against your face languidly as her orgasm quickly approached her. She had never been with anyone before that could get her to the edge so quickly. 
“You’re taking such good care of me. My beautiful, devoted Wife.” the praise had you moaning into her cunt, your cunt dripping onto the sheets below you. She clenched around your tongue as it harshly darted inside her. Her hand that wasn’t in your hair came up to toy with her nipple as she teetered on the presipe of ecstasy. Her head was thrown back as her orgasm waved through her. She slowed her hips until they were completely still. She climbed off you carefully, a groaning leaving her chest as she saw the evidence of her climax coating your face. You gave her a pleased grin as you licked your lips. You wanted to taste every last drop of her. 
“My turn.” she said simply before she worked your legs open and ran a finger along your folds. She circled over your clit with that same finger once before she was following it with her tongue. Where your tongue was frenzied and sloppy hers was slow and precise. 
She licked at you calmly, wanting to drag out your orgasm. You were already close and she knew that. One of your biggest turn ons was having her cum as she rode your face. So she knew that you were likely to cum within a couple of minutes. But she wanted to try to prolong it slightly. 
Your left leg came up to rest against her back nudging her impossibly closer to your cunt. You moaned as she lightly sucked your clit between her lips. She was addicted to the way you sounded. 
“Sweetheart.” you breathless moaned into the air, turning your head to try and dig into the pillow. 
She looked up at you from her spot between your legs. She could see your hardened nipples and the way you were struggling to hold back your orgasm. But you knew better than to cum without her permission. She tested you though as she sucked on your clit again. Your other leg came up to squeeze against her head. That was the last sign she needed to know you were right where she wanted you. 
As she gave your leg a squeeze with her hand you came undone. That rubberband of tension snapping as your hands gripped at the sheets and your toes curled. You let out a whine as she continued to lick and suck at your clit. As she pulled back she took in the sight of you laying on the bed. The image was something she wanted to ingrain in her mind for eternity. The rest of the day was spent giving each other countless orgasms until neither of you could move much. 
Thursday was your only pre planned day there. Going out on a boat to look for whales and dolphins and such. You had at one point stopped to participate in scuba diving. You took in the sight of life under the water. You spent the night indoors eating pasta that you had made for dinner, drinking a couple of glasses of wine. Before the night ended in your tangled up bodies in the sheets once again. The bliss of being newlyweds was all consuming.
Friday was your last full day there and you had decided to make the most of it. You spent your time crossing off things from your list. Sightseeing a few local places, eating at restaurants that caught your eye, going shopping along the vendor strip. You stopped and danced here and there when there was someone playing an instrument in the streets. As the sun began to set on the water you found yourselves sitting in the sand. 
The night had started to become cold and you were close to asking Natasha to go back to the house until she abruptly stood up. You looked at her questioningly. The look she had in her eyes was one of mischief and you knew nothing good was to come of it. 
“What do you want to do?” you asked her accusingly. 
“I want to go swimming.” She said with a toothy grin.
“Nat we don’t even have our swimsuits on or any towels.” You said as you shook your head. 
“Let's go skinny dipping.” You could hear the excitement in her voice. You groaned at the idea of getting out of your sweater and jeans to slip into the cold water.
“No fucking way am I getting into that water right now. It’s way too cold out.” You told her sternly. 
“Please baby girl. I promise we can get out if it gets too cold. Plus there’s no one around right now so this is the perfect time.” glancing around the beach you saw that she was right. There wasn’t a person in sight. 
“Fine.” you said as you stood up and started stripping your clothes off. She did the same as she squealed in excitement. 
Then you were running into the water, not wanting anyone to see you naked. You wrapped your arms around your wife as you both went neck deep into the water. Your naked bodies slid against each other as the cold water chilled your form. But Natasha looked happy so you dealt with it. You decided to stare up at the sky taking in the stars and the moon.
“Are you ready to get out baby girl?” Natasha’s voice cut through the silence of the night. You hadn’t realized your teeth were slightly chattering until she spoke. 
“Yes please.” you told her and she was holding your hand leading you back to shore. The both of you got dressed quickly before slowly walking back to the house hand in hand. As you laid in bed that night freshly showered you thought about the future you had to look forward to with the brunette laid beside you. Even though you were sad for your time in the country to be brought to a close you couldn’t wait to get back home and make a lifetime of memories with her.
A/N: A litte bittersweet to see the end of baby girl and sweetheart. But so happy to have finished this series, mark off something from my hundred celly and complete my first full week of posting something everyday for my pride month celly. Thank you so much @sylviebell for this ask and all the support you give me!
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audreydoeskaren · 1 year
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Do you have any other favorite looks from Chinese films besides the one from 青春的脚步 (1957)?
I'm not an expert on vintage Chinese cinema and I definitely haven't watched all (or even most) important vintage films, but I do have a lot of looks I enjoyed! Here are some of my favorites.
Don't Change Your Husband 情海重吻 (1929)
The whole movie is fabulous, but the leading lady's makeup look is just bewitchingly beautiful. It's the silent era vamp sad girl look for me.
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And her dresses are SO GOOD.
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10/10 would recommend.
啼笑姻缘 (1932)
Early 30s representation is difficult to come across, so I really appreciate all the looks in this film.
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Finally seeing this aoqun/Western evening dress hybrid on a moving person instead of an artwork. The Deco background though!
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And an unusual cheongsam. Both outfits could be corroborated by artworks by Ye Qianyu.
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(First: far right)
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(Second: bottom left)
Scenes of City Life 都市风光 (1935)
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The evening ensembles are gorgeous.
Long Live the Missus 太太万岁 (1947)
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This shoulder pad jacket with embroidery!! And the cheongsam with gold stripes underneath!! Also I love that Jiang Tianliu (the actress) looks a bit like my aunt.
Barber Takes a Wife 假凤虚凰 (1947)
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Iconic film starring an iconic actress (Li Lihua). More shoulder pad cheongsam representation. The cut, fabric and hairstyle are just too good.
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All the other costumes in this are also either super weird, super amazing or both.
相思债 (1947) (AI colorized version)
I may or may not be biased toward the 1940s.
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This outfit and movie capture the weirdness and wildness of the Chinese 1940s to an exaggeration. The big shoulder pads, puffed sleeves, loud patterns, demonic hair and makeup... Just amazing.
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micamicster · 8 months
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Hi! Do you have any romcom (movie) recs? I feel like i hypothetically like the genre, but have a lot of trouble finding ones i enjoy. So many romcoms feel so formulaic (in a dead way) and misogynistic and stale to me. I think they’re a lot easier to do well in the context of a series because there’s actually time to build. Recently i thought rye lane and fire island were fun. I like kdramas when i have the time for all the episodes because i appreciate the build. I need chemistry— people who both convincingly like each other and seem like actual human beings. I thought you might have some good ideas! Thanks <3
HELLO LARGE VOICED ANON <3
I hope you weren't waiting on my recs all day haha i have been. hm. hungover af <3 (i'm going to leave kdramas off this list for now but if you would like specific recs for kdrama romcoms send me another ask and i can try to do them justice!)
I think this is a genre with underrated range! So one thing that I find very interesting about the genre of romcoms is that I think there tends to be a split between romcoms whose goal is, like, to be a fun lighthearted movie with a central romance, vs romcoms whose goal is to Say Something About Love in the vehicle of a funny movie. Both of these categories are represented on this list but for giggles i will not be saying which i think are which <3
anyway recs under the cut <3 i will link my tags for these movies if you want to take a look but be warned for spoilers ofc
I think for your purposes my primary rec would be Lovesick (aka Scrotal Recall). It's a (short) tv show so it would likely give you the chance to get to know the characters and see a slower build. In contrast to the frustration you've had with some more "formulaic" romcoms the writing in this show is very deliberately in conversation with romcoms of the past. Also it's just one of my favorite romcoms ever made so I rec it to everyone. The premise is that a young man, Dylan, is diagnosed with chlamydia and instructed to tell his past partners. Being a hopeless romantic (emphasis on hopeless), he decides to try to turn this into an opportunity to revisit relationships that didn't work out, and try to figure out where he's been going wrong. Two simultaneous storylines play out in each episode, the flashbacks to the exes (and breakups) and the present, where Dylan's best friend is getting married.
Older romcoms: When Harry Met Sally (ive heard this is divisive? but idc its SO funny and so well made), Moonstruck (a romantic-comedy in the operatic sense. also cher <3), The Philadelphia Story (katharine hepburn the woman u r. tw for a classic 1940s gag about punching ur wife in the face), Bringing Up Baby (screwball comedy my beloved), Roman Holiday (audrey hepburn is lethally charming in this movie), Dirty Dancing (someday ill write something this good and then You Will Realize), Much Ado About Nothing (i tend to enjoy either the danielle brooks shakespeare in the park version or the classic tennant/tate combo)
Teen romcoms: 10 things I hate about you (young heath ledger and young julia stiles ur welcome), to all the boys i;ve loved before (lana condor is ADORABLE), The Half of It (my other favorite sort-of romcom of the decade)
More recent-ish: Speed (like its keanu and sandra what more do you want), Strictly Ballroom (i used to watch this literally weekly as a child and I WAS RIGHT TO), Miss Congeniality (sandra bullock what u did for us all <3), Fire Island (thank u 4 my LYFE), The sandra bullock/channing tatum movie that came out last year (i forget what its called but he's so funny in it), Mamma Mia AND Mamma Mia Here We Go Again (beautiful greek islands, abba, cher, what more can you ask for?)
Indian/bollywood: Jab We Met (after dramatically quitting his job, Local Man somehow ends up escorting a woman he meets on the train while she attempts to elope with her boyfriend. aka classic screwball comedy heroine and Guy She Dragged Along For The Ride), khabie khushi khabi gham (multiple generations of romance and family drama featuring Kajol, the Most Beautiful Woman In the World), Band Baaja Baaraat (two wedding planners fall in love--great choice if you want to watch idiots ambushed by their feelings)
Other tv recs: Selfie (john cho and karen gillian in a show canceled far too soon)
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chantalstacys · 11 hours
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Hi! I’m trying to get back into watching romcoms, can you please suggest some that you feel aren’t recommended enough? Thank so much and I adore your blog💗💗
hi there!! here are the ones that came to mind~~
♡ hands across the table (1935)
♡ how to steal a million (1966)
♡ one touch of venus (1948)
♡ slightly dangerous (1943)
♡ the ex-mrs. bradford (1936)
♡ star of midnight (1935)
♡ personal property (1937)
♡ easy living (1937)
♡ midnight (1939)
♡ my favorite wife (1940)
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