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tedhead · 9 months

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folk tunes and jazz make up rock's record collection. now he likes bob [preble]'s classical stuff too.

"Our taste in music was poles apart when we first met. I grew up with classical stuff, and never appreciated folk tunes or western ballads until Rock and I merged our record collections. Now he'll pick up a Brahms album, listen to it for a while and then interrupt my siege with the newspaper. "Hey," he says, "this Brahms boy was all right!" - Bob Preble for Photoplay Magazine, '52.

#my best friend bob #rock hudson #bob preble #roy

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tweeterwilbury · 4 months

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#bob dylan #i love to go through old talks with my best friend and find the greatest things ever.#he sent me that screenshot months ago

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happi-dreams · 2 months

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bathtime!! :D

#smiling critters #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #ppt 3 #ppt #dogday #catnap #art #my brain was just in a silly bath mood teehee #catnap being oh so stubborn #as a kitty should #and dogday is just a good best friend #as a dog should #catnap why do you look like bob ross

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svtskneecaps · 5 months

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see everyone worried and fretted and panicked and yet quesadilla island looked at pepito and went

#qsmp #qsmp pepito #this post is not about roier's parenting i PROMISE you don't need to defend your cubito #this is literally about pepito being bobbled between caretakers #bad etoiles foolish forever bagi pac and more that i just haven't seen #just. people who have shown an interest and desire to hang out with pepito and keep pepito safe #pepito went to find parents and look!! look!!!#listen. listen. to me the qsmp is about love. not mystery not roleplay not drama not plot.#the qsmp is at its ABSOLUTE best when it is People Talking To Each Other #purgatory was AMAZING for me as a bolas viewer bc if bolas was in the server THEY WERE IN A CALL they were CONSTANTLY talking and i THRIVED #people adopting each other into their fake families in the most middle school childlike wondrous form of love there is #when you like your friend so much they're your fake spouse. your fake child. your fake parent. your fake sibling.#eggs and parents that's LOVE tubbo and fred that's LOVE tazercraft and walter bob that's LOVE; cellbit and roier; phil and missa #baghera and bad and forever; bad and bagi; pierre and maxo; maxo and EVERYTHING his son his daughter his partner the theory bros #favela six that's LOVE LOOK AT THIS FUCKING SERVER EVEN ELENA WHO WE'VE KNOWN FOR AN HOUR IS ABOUT LOVE. HER PARTNER IS HER DRIVE.#jaiden's story is driven by LOVE the hole from the love of her son and chasing cucurucho's 'love' in return it's LOVE it's UNDERSTANDING #there's so much love and i'm biased to my povs but holy shit i will repeat it until y'all roll your eyes seeing me on the dash #like NOT THIS ANIME POWER OF FRIENDSHIP BULLSHIT AGAIN no i'm right u can't fight me #block game brainrot #shut up vic

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roosterbruiser · 1 year

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If you're still taking requests, how about a beach day with Bob and the squad finds out he has a matching tattoo with his partner

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐩

𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛

There's a reason that Bob usually wears a shirt on beach days. Even if everyone else on the squadron likes to tease that it's because he's not as toned as they are--which simply is not true--no one really knows why that is.

Until you accompany your boyfriend to the beach one hot and wet afternoon, a wicker picnic basket tucked under your arm and straw hat flopped on your head.

You're happy to be at the beach--you and Bob had agreed to take advantage of the nice weather in San Diego more than you had in the past, so when the squadron deemed that afternoon as a beach afternoon, the two of you had been all in.

"Floyd," Hangman greets, waving the two of you over to the parade of sweaty bodies in the sand. Hangman cheekily tips his cowboy hat at you. "Eventual Floyd," he greets with a wink.

Bob's blushing--a good sort of blush, one that makes his heart pulse with adoration. Yes, you will be a Floyd--eventually. And he's glad that everyone around knows it.

And you're all grins, tipping your straw hat at Hangman and gesturing to the picnic basket.

"I brought strawberry muffins," you tell him, which causes a chain-reaction of hollering from the group as everyone abandons their previous activities to gather around your picnic basket.

Bob just watches you for a moment, slipping his sunglasses on, smiling softly as his toes dig into the sand. You're grinning that pretty grin of yours, happily giving away all the strawberry muffins you made this morning so dutifully. You're such a giver--and so, so kind--and that's something he loves about you. Even right now, you're offering everyone bottles of water and extra tubes of sunscreen. You just can't seem to help yourself.

And you're just happy to be there--you really do love the squadron and reckon you've found somewhat of a family in their company. So after everyone's given you very wet hugs and thanked you profusely for the muffins and refreshments, they're begging you and Bob to join them for another game of Dog Fight Football.

"Shirts and skins," Coyote says, looking between you and Bob with a smile. "Who's who?"

"Good question," Payback adds with a playful eye roll.

"You can both be skins if you want," Fanboy finishes, bumping you with his elbow. "Don't think anyone here would complain."

Phoenix strikes him in the back of the head with a grumble before Bob can.

You're blushing, laughing.

Bob's shrugging his shirt off before you can even think about it--even if Coyote's only teasing the two of you, Bob never wants you to feel uncomfortable.

"Bob, man," Rooster calls with a smirk. "You've got a tattoo?"

It tickles you that the rest of the squadron has seemingly never seen him shirtless--because if they had, they would have seen it already. It's hard to miss: it's about the size of the middle of your palm, inked on his skin in black. It's a stamp of a honeybee, drawn in a classic illustrative style that Bob found himself drawn to the year he got it.

"Uh huh," Bob says, shyly raking his hand through his hair and resisting the urge to put his shirt back on. He feels like he's going to burn alive not even under the sun but under the gaze of his entire squadron as they come to get a better look at him. "So, football?"

"Uh-uh," Phoenix tuts, letting her sunglasses fall down on her nose as she looks closer at the tattoo. "Is that a honeybee?"

Bob nods, pretending like the red in his cheeks is from the sun and not from their prodding.

You know Bob well--arguably, you know Bob better than anyone else in the world. So as you stand beside the emptying picnic basket and watch him shrink underneath everyone's gaze, wringing his shirt in his hands nervously, stuttering out responses and trying to steer everyone away from him--you know you need to do something.

So you take your cover-up off, which you know will give everyone a view of the matching stamp on your outer shoulder. You move over to the group, holding a tube of sunscreen in your hand, pushing your sunglasses up your nose.

"Hey, Nix," you call, smiling when she turns to you with her eyebrows raised. "Can you get my tattoo? It's sensitive to the sun. Don't want it to fade."

That's got everyone's attention, much to Bob's immediate relief. You've always been much better at receiving attention than him. You're less shy by nature, which is something he's always admired about you, and you don't get so stuffy beneath everyone's gaze.

"You have one, too?!" Rooster asks, coming to take a closer look at your arm as you smile, pretending to be coy.

"Uh-oh," Payback sing-songs. "That's a flower, isn't it?"

It clicks for the group just before you give a proud nod, confirming that you and Bob indeed have matching tattoos. And they're thinking about chiding you, the lot of them cooing mockingly and pinching your sides. But you're too prideful for that, just tilting your chin towards the sky and smiling your pretty smile, giving all of them the same energy.

"I'm his petal," you say, intentionally inducing a grimace on their faces, "and he's my honeybee."

"And suddenly, I want to play football again," Hangman snorts, promptly nodding before turning back to the sand.

What you're saying is the truth; you do call each other petal and honeybee. But it's always been something the two of you have kept under wraps, indulging in the sweetness of it but all too aware of just how sickly-romantic it is.

Phoenix is rubbing suntan lotion on you through her remaining giggles and the rest of the squadron is starting to filter back over to the sand to pick back up where they left off, crumbling their muffin wrappers and tossing them into the trash bag.

Bob falls more and more in love with you every single day--he is just a man after all. How could he not when you're the most perfect person he's ever met? You outdo yourself everyday--outdoing the previous days sweetness, selflessness, kindness, wit, beauty. And right now is no exception; you're chatting with Phoenix about her date, something she mentioned last weekend off-handedly but something that you'd remembered to ask about because that's just how you are. You're so happy, gasping and oohing and awing along with her words, practically glowing under the sun.

Whenever Phoenix finishes and you glance over at Bob, your eyes partially hidden by sunglasses, your smile is as sweet as those muffins everyone loves. Bob can't help himself--he cups your cheeks, tipping your hat back just slightly, thumbing your cheeks gently.

"Too much?" You ask, searching his wanton face as your smile falters. "Didn't mean to give our pet-names out like that, but I could tell you weren't comfortable and--!"

"--You better get ready," Bob interrupts, smiling softly as your face softens and your brows come together.

You carefully stroke his tattoo before letting your hands rest on his shoulders, his skin warm beneath your palms.

"For what?" You ask, giggling when he pulls you against him and presses his lips to yours sweetly.

"To become a Floyd," he mumbles against your lips with a grin. "Sooner rather than later, petal."

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jimmyjrsmusoems · 1 month

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glee 🤝🏻 this song 🤝🏻 bob's burgers

#gene did it better #i actually hate that episode of glee and usually skip this performance so i never made the connection until right now #as my best friend always says - “everything comes back to glee”#bob’s burgers #glee

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withdenim · 2 years

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Phoenix and Bob - dynamic duo

#Phoenix top gun maverick #Bob top gun maverick #Phoenix and Bob #Bob and Phoenix #Phoenix top gun #Bob top gun #my art #top gun maverick #top gun #top gun fanart #fanart #they’re best friends #you guys understand that right #I need you to understand that Phoenix and Bob are best friends

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murshoom · 2 years

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i had this drawing of teen louise sitting on my desktop tht i didnt know what to do with and then i saw this post and IMMEDIATELY sprang into action

#bob's burgers #louwheeze #louise belcher #regular-sized rudy #bob's burgers fanart #artists on tumblr #fanart #my art #roudise #rudise #louise x rudy #if you reblog this ill kiss you on the lips. with tongue even #if you want.#oh btw i censored the op's name bc they requested their name be removed in another post that referenced it #so ig i just assumed they wanted it to be censored always? and also they deleted the original post #on principle im uncomfortable abt shipping child characters. but i love love love their dynamic sm and they will be in love #when theyre OLDER #i love them as best friends AND future partners #i think they are going to be one of those very cute couples where ppl quietly debate whether theyre together or just very close besties #(and both teams are correct❤)#i just like the fact that her earliest memory of him is watching him wheezing and gurgling and being like 'this dude rocks'#oh and yes louise is nonbinary and bi #i also dont mean to shove my ship in anyones face. this can be purely hypothetical if you want. it can be platonic. non shippers welcome

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rodeoromeo · 1 year

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I literally love gay people

#those are my gay uncles #seriously anyone wanna be boy best friends #george harrison #bob dylan #Dylarrison #op

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sexynetra · 25 days

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Oh she looks so pussy

#sapphiras mug is unclockable I’m sorry!!!!#look at her!!!!#it’s what me and my best friend call the symone effect #where she looks so pretty that you don’t even bother looking at the other people in the photo because they just don’t compare #so aptly named because that is true 100% of the time with symone #I will NOT be taking disagreements at this time #drag race #rpdr #RuPaul’s drag race #drag race 16 #rpdr 16 #RuPaul’s drag race 16 #mirage amuro #sapphira cristal #Bob the drag queen

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narutodivorcearcreal · 2 months

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insane doodles on baking paper. goijg crazy

#in canon angel face mechanic bob probably never interact but in my mind sunshinerainbows land they are best friends and go roller skating #anyways firm believer in marlon suicide attempt. important to me #fight club #tyler durden #narrator fight club #soapshipping #f fight club #marla singer #angel face #the mechanic #bob #robert paulson #tw sui #fem fight club

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tweeterwilbury · 8 months

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My best friend said i should post this here

#bob dylan #pat garrett & billy the kid #i didnt make this.#it was my best friend he is crazy.

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aromantic-diaries · 8 months

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You don't even know how great it is that I don't have to use a proper name here. I have a weird thing about names

#off-topic #personal ramblings #i can't stand my deadname and i've tried several new ones but none of them felt right after a while #also i barely ever call anyone by their name and always use their nickname if they have one #like bob and jimmy. their names are not bob or jimmy. and like bob's only known as bob in choir. but i still call him bob #and my best friend. i only refer to them by their name when i'm talking about them. not when i'm talking to them. i just call them bro

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baezdylan · 15 days

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okay. maybe i'm not bob dylan, maybe i'm patti smith's bob dylan.

#jo in the tardis*#me 🌻#you love me for my suspenders bob dylan mannerisms and human locust androgynous ways #btw these converse are my best friends (there are little sun drawings on them) and worst enemy (wrong shape)

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roosterbruiser · 1 year

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𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 "𝐁𝐎𝐁" 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 — 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 —𝐁𝐎𝐁 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 𝐗 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 —𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐀𝐔. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱. 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭.

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 —𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬.

𝐏𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐒 —𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐏 —𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐬--𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐭-𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐒 —𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫--𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 —𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒

𝐁𝐎𝐁 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐁𝐎𝐁 𝐗 𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄

𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐁

𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐍

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓

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boligona · 9 months

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do you ever just wanna grab your friend‘s face and kiss them violently just as a reminder that they are loved

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