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Thomas O’Malley & Duchess
- The Aristocats ( 1970 ) Dir. Wolfgang Reitherman
→ C L O S E D S T A R T E R 📖 @fxxkingazebos
“ HEY, Eddie... Bud, d’you think you could keep it down a bit? ” Frank asked, voice SOFT as it usually was but a lot quieter. He didn’t need Sonia waking up, that was for certain. His arms were crossed over his chest as he leaned against the door frame to Eddie’s room. No sign of anger or upset, just a PEACEFUL REQUEST. “ Your ma is trying to sleep, you know how she is if you wake her. ”
Sonia had been feeling a little UNDER THE WEATHER, Frank thought it was only fair to let her rest and feel better. But, Eddie was young, he didn’t wanna ruin any fun he happened to be having. “ How about the two of us go and do some shoppin’? We can get the groceries and a treat or somethin’? ”
KASPBRAAKSPEAKING : ( EDDIE )
Immediately there was a sense of relief at the sight of his father. The worry he had that he might attack was gone, but Eddie was still well aware of the sound of Frank’s heart. Maybe he could tune it out. It had been awhile since he had paid a random visit to his father, so they could catch up on some things, right? A simple conversation would be something good.
“Hey, Dad.” He stepped in gladly, still trying to keep some kind of distance from the other, as if it would help if Eddie suddenly decided he wanted to take a bite out of his own dad. “Yeah, sorry, I just..” How was he supposed to explain what he was feeling? ‘Hey Dad, I died and somehow came back as a vampire, by the way, your blood smells nice’. Yeah, probably not. Eddie didn’t even know how he had ended up like this, whatever it was that had “saved” him had never made itself known, so the smallest Loser was wandering around, unsure of why he was still walking.
“I’m just having a bit of a rough time. Thought seeing my dad might be helpful.” It might be extremely dangerous as well, but Eddie was being selfish in this moment.
“ IT’S OKAY, come on in. ” He smiled, nodding his head towards the kitchen. He shut the door after Eddie had entered, sliding past him to head through to the offered location. Get him a drink, sit down and talk. Whether it was to get whatever was on Eddie’s chest OFF IT or to just catch up a little bit. “ Lets get some tea down you, yeah? ”
If Sonia were here, Frank could very well imagine her flitting about to see what was wrong with him. WORRIED for their boy, as she had a right to be as his mother but her worrying never helped his that was for sure. So, for some things, Frank was more thankful that he hadn’t been much of a stressed person as she was. Rather, he focused more on making himself and Eddie a drink, prepare himself for what Eddie might want to talk about. If Eddie were anything like himself, Frank’s first guess would be work. But, Frank never really gave himself MUCH MORE to stress about. Took everything as it was given and DEALT WITH IT.
He offered Eddie another smile though, hopefully one to HELP SETTLE THE STRANGE NERVES that were taking over the room. “ So, what’s got you all like this then? ” Frank asked, working on the drink he had offered, as well as his own coffee.
EDDIE WAS ALL THE MORE DELICATE BECAUSE HE SOMETIMES SUSPECTED HE WAS NOT DELICATE AT ALL;
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EDDIE NEEDED TO BE PROTECTED FROM HIS OWN DIM INTIMATIONS OF POSSIBLE BRAVERY.
CHRIS EVANS, PAUL RUDD Billy on the Street with Billy Eichner › November 6, 2019
oki, so ive been hit with a massive mood drop so im gonna have a break and do more replies when im feeling a little better <3
im gonna try and get some writing done on eds and then do some here, so if u wanna plot/chat hmu on dis.cord: a licensed dykeiatrist#8499
TRSHFATHER : ( WENTWORTH )
“YOU SURE KNOW HOW TO CHARM A GUY FRANK, I’M PRACTICALLY SWOONING” He even goes as far as to press a hand to his chest, fluttering his eyes at the other male before straightening up. It’s all fun n’ games, nothing more than mindless banter between the two. He looks at the other expectantly, his head tilting slightly from behind his front desk. AH of course, BOREDOM.
“Aw SHUCKS ! I’m honoured—or at least I would be, if i wasn’t the ONLY dentist in Derry, its the thought that matters right?”
“ IT’S A GIFT, Went, what can I say? ” Frank grinned, playfully shrugging his shoulders like someone much more COY than he could ever be. “ Maggie should count herself lucky that I didn’t snatch you up first. ” A laugh fell from his lips, smile settling as it came to a stop. Settled himself down a little. He came here to talk, spend some time with an old friend. Work usually got in the way, now was a PERFECT TIME at least. For himself anyways. He just intruded in poor Went’s work without even checking.
“ Even if there were another, I wouldn’t ever dream of even givin’ them A CHANCE of being my favourite. ”
senses and other oddly specific headcanons
tagged by: @livcralone ty love !
tagging: @mamcbird & @momsbrak & @diekirby & anyone else who wants to ?
1. what does your muse smell like? okay, so frank’s go to cologne was/is always faberge brut, he likes the floral notes of it while still keeping that kinda musky man smell. he’s a soft bitch is all. that and he probably smells like dusty old books and what not. only slightly.
2. what does your muse’s hands feel like? i think they’re pretty rough, not too bad - he doesn’t do much handsy stuff so they’re decent. he does have the odd little rough patch on his finger from the friction of pens & pencils though.
3. what does your muse usually eat in a day? i don’t think he eats a whole lot tbh? eats small portions of meals, usually sticks to a sandwich and like an apple for lunch he’ll probably have a slice of toast for breakfast. he probably eats more at dinner but not by a lot. just a smaller portion of what is served. he’s just a light eater really.
4. does your muse have a good singing voice? he’s alright, he isn’t no george michael but he doesn’t sound like a screaming cat.
5. does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks? he spins like pencils and what not between his fingers, you know?? kinda twirls them between?? or taps his fingers or whatever is in his hand against the surface
6. what does your muse usually look like/wear? he’s v much a button up shirt kinda guy, tucked into some like trousers? maybe adds a sweater if he’s cold or feeling fancy - adds a simple tie for work? wears jeans when he’s feeling more casual, you know?
7. is your muse affectionate? how much? how so? frank is v v affectionate. he’s all cuddles and kisses, sweet words and what not. just a simple greeting to someone he knows and it’s paired with a hug or a kiss to the cheek?? it just seems v natural to him to have physical contact for some reason?
8. what position does your muse sleep in? on his own, i feel like he sleeps on his stomach and has his arms wrapped around his pillow? one leg is usually bent at the knee and over the other?? he doesn’t really snore but he definitely talks in his sleep, that’s for sure. sometimes it makes sense, others it doesnt.
9. could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room? depends? if he’s particularly excited or enthusiastic then probably? when he’s calm and settled, and as an adult, he’s a lot more soft spoken for the most part !
→ C L O S E D S T A R T E R 📖 @momsbrak
" DO YOU MAKE IT YOURSELF? ” Frank asked all but CURIOUS after he took a sip of the lemonade that Sonia had brought him. One that she usually brought him after he took care of her family’s yard. But, he had never thought to ask really. Just thanked her and smiled, maybe asked how she was. It wasn’t usually anything MORE THAN THAT really. He tried at first, but as his parents would often mutter ‘rzucać grochem o ścianę’, it hardly worked, he was kinda ignored. But, the two didn’t really KNOW EACH OTHER that well, just of each other from church. He couldn’t blame her for being quiet. Frank had only landed the little job because his father had overheard her parents discussing that they needed some help - and, well, you grab the chance when it’s in your face apparently.
“ I mean, it’s REALLY NICE. Should sell the stuff, get yourself some cash. ” He beamed, eyes bright. He lifted his hand to move the hair that had began to flop down and stick to his forehead from the heat, pushing it out the way before rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, all neat like his mama would remind him.
come and kiss frank !
→ O P E N S T A R T E R 📖 frank, amidst chaos
“ SO, are ya gonna tell me what’s going on or am I just getting blanked for the rest of eternity? ” Frank asked, looking across at the other. CONCERNED. Really concerned. Almost trying to unlock something from the other, perhaps something that was more familiar than he wanted to admit anytime soon. ‘Cause, Jesus, lately Frank had been seeing all kinds of CRAZY SHIT in this stupid little town. Hearing things a lot more often too - more so than he was seeing.
“ C’mon, you know I WON’T GO TELLIN’ ANYONE. ”
Paul Rudd as George Hanson in The Object of My Affection (1998)
there’s this bookstore in york that i heavily imagine frank’s to look like and i need to find pictures,,
here ! it’s called the minister gate bookshop !! it’s small but tall? has about four floors i think?? you can only go up the stairs like one at a time and it’s just piled high with books !!
it’s so pretty, i go in there every time i visit york tbh
there’s this bookstore in york that i heavily imagine frank’s to look like and i need to find pictures,,