bobbykennedyshusband

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hi old hollywood community!!! my partner and I are running a new old hollywood themed discord server!! anyone is allowed in, just please introduce yourself and be respectful of everyone. ❤️

you can talk about and share anything you’d like, as long as it’s SFW and nothing too graphic! talking about real world events and such is allowed though. we have channels for art, writing, edits, music, etc! anything old hollywood/vintage/retro or even just vintage themed is 100% allowed :)

it’s honestly just a server for people with similar interests to make more friends and share things they enjoy more personally! it’s not very active yet, so it’d be very appreciated if you’d join if you’re interested at all 😸

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i think he person who posts those memes yall have been seeing has at least read about that whole jerry and jeanne thing lmao

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Remembering Robert Kennedy today. Not the tragedy but the compassionate man who was trying to bring the country together.

Life is too short to be negative when there's a lot of work to be done. Let's not hate because of policy, Let's love respect because they are fellow human beings, fellow Americans.

I think he would have made a great president. Ronald Reagan thought so, too.

God bless him.

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What was happening here? dean seems like he wants jerry so badly and frank is like "not here guys"

he seems distracted by jerry

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Found this picture of jerry and figured id share it with the class cause I LOVE it

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57 years.

fourth of july - sufjan stevens.

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Marriage Headcanons With Bobby Kennedy

“You know you can always come home to the one that gave you your name. ”

a/n: slight mentions of an age-gap, everything else about the reader is nondescript unless stated otherwise.

There'd definitely be a slight age gap between the two of you, similar to the one between his brother and Jackie (36 and 24). Bobby would feel the need to teach you about anything you might've missed out on due to your age. Whether it be him educating you on certain events or introducing you to certain authors or musical artists.

You cannot convince me that Bobby isn't clingy. He'd want to be near you no matter what it was that he was supposed to be doing. If he was reading then he'd want you to be next to him painting or reading a book yourself.

fawning over his baby pictures that you find scattered around the family compound. If your baby fever (entirely influenced by him)wasn't bad enough, seeing your darling husband as a baby definitely did it.

He takes it upon himself to help you with tasks that you're more than capable of completing on your own, he makes EVERYTHING a two person task. If you're getting out of the shower, he'll drape a towel over your slick body before drying you off himself.

I've said this a thousand times and I'll keep on saying it, he'd give you cute little nicknames based off of your characteristics/personality. If you tend to laugh a lot he'll call you giggles/bubbles, if you have curly hair then he'll call you exactly that: curly.

doodling on the letters that you send him while he's out assisting his brother with his campaign. Drawing a little stick man with a dopey smile, floppy hair, wearing a tux and pointing an arrow at it with inked words that say "it's you" with little hearts drawn around it.

Bobby acts like a literal housewife with the way he insists on doing nearly everything around the house (just like a husband should!). You being his wife means he has you on such a pedestal that makes him think you shouldn't be tasked with simple house duties.

He's such a sweet talker and your entire body aches with a pleasant buzz at the sound of his honeyed voice. You can't help but gleam at the fact that his attention is on you, the sweet tone he laces within his voice is for you. He caresses your face as if he's trying to memorize every little detail.

When the two of you first started dating, he acted as your guide on how to handle his parents.

"My mother likes to quiz us a whole lot at dinner, but don't worry. She won't make you answer anything. You're my guest."

If you didn't grow up wealthy then you're bound to get surprised at the whopping price of the gifts Bobby gives you. To him, it's just a nice sundress he knew his wife would look gorgeous in. But to you, it's a nice dress that just so happens to cost the equivalent of an antique vanity (which is a fuck ton). Don't get me wrong, Bobby knows that it's expensive but he also knows that he grew up with wealth all around him. He's used to it!

Going to auctions & estate sales and buying items for Bobby to add to his little historical trinket collection.

He's veryyy attentive when it comes to you. He's come to learn all of the little signs that tell when you're aching to leave an event, when you're tired, or when you're growing impatient while waiting for him to wrap up a conversation.

You could be sitting, quiet and unassuming and he wouldn't waste second before leaning in to grab your hands & bundling them together with his, "what's got you all tense? I feel like you've had something on your mind." Before your lips open to tell him about what's been weighing on you, he immediately cuts in with "y'know you can tell me, sweetheart."

You cannot hide ANYTHING from him. Don't even try to hide your sadness or doubts from him with the excuse of not wanting to disturb him, because he'll always reply with: "I'm your husband. Of course I wanna know what's goin' on in that head of yours", he finishes his sentence with a finger teasingly pointed at your temple.

Bobby is an incredibly busy man and he's always out on his feet ready to assist his brother, almost like a solder of some sort. Due to how busy he is, he sometimes forgets to take his lunch down to his office so that gives you an extra opportunity to see him again as you drop off his lunch (that you made for him).

Constantly praises you for just how sweet of a wife you are. Never lets you forget just how much you and your efforts to make his life easier mean to him.

"You're jus' so gorgeous, y'know that? Do I tell you that enough? yeah? Are you sure?" his teasing tone strengthens as he leans in to press a chaste kiss to your lips.

Credits to @uzmacchiato for the divider!

Taglist 💌: @bluelancergirl @fortheloveofjos @warfaredoll @summerrivera777777 @tomriddlethefinest @darcyspirits @h-l-vlovesvintage @bobbykennedyshusband @divinedelusional

Dedicated to @unmarlou for motivating me to finish this!! I haven’t written for Bobby in so long but I’m glad to be back 🪽🦢

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i want to sit on his lap and kiss his worries away, and play with his hair while listening to him talk about his day.

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Ice Cream

Hello! This is my first fic ever! Shaking in my boots rn Enjoy!

Pairing: RFK x fem!reader

Warnings: Bobby being a workaholic, VP LBJ (briefly mentioned), poor grammar

Description: You make a midnight snack for Bobby

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You can’t remember when you began to feel his absence, somewhere between the unconsciousness of sleep, a delicious dream of the last time you two visited the Cape, and waking in the reality that his warm body and gentle hands were not pressed against yours, ever protectively. It didn’t matter, before you knew it you had on your dressing gown and had creeped silently from your shared bedroom to his study. There in the glow of a single lamp, he was hunched over his desk, writing.

“Bobby?” you ask, leaning against the doorframe

Half startled he turns to you, his hair fluffy and unruly, “Oh sweetheart, sorry to wake you I thought, I thought - I’d get a head start on this report for Jack, he’s called me over tomorrow and Johnson-“ Bobby blurts out as he sets his pen down.

“Bobby, it’s 3:23 am,,” you yawn, crossing the space to your husband.

“I know,” he admits, in some form of mock defeat, as he draws you close, nuzzling his head into your robe.

You stand in the comfortable silence for a few moments, holding him and planting soft kisses upon the crown of his head.

Looking down you can see that what he’s got planned for the meeting at the executive mansion is hardly in its first draft, crumpled paper abounds around the desk. Draft upon draft, reaching for perfection. You know with his dedication Bobby won’t stop till it’s perfect, he’ll return to bed when he’s satisfied, your not upset however, rather the contrary, his dedication forever makes your heart swell with pride, even in the pitch dark of a Washington night.

“Can I get you something?” It comes out as a soft whisper, as you pull away from his warmth, if he’s going to be up all night you won’t let him go hungry, even with his peculiar eating hours.

A soft laugh and then, “some chocolate ice cream.”

You smile warmly, “of course Mr. Attorney General”

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In the kitchen you prepare small bowls of chocolate ice cream, while trying to make as little noise as possible, least you wake the children.

When you return to his study, bowls in hand, he looks upon you with that sheepish admiration that makes your heart melt; like when you once called out his berating father at a family dinner or responded, albeit gracefully, to a passerby who questioned the fairness in his appointment as Attorney General, as the presidents brother. That quiet appreciation, meant only for you, that always finds its way; at the dinner table, in the crowd, or even as the clock creeps toward 4 in the morning.

You eat your ice cream together, as you sit on his lap, occasionally spoon feeding each other, stiffing laughs as you both try very hard to not spill on the ever so important memos before you. But your tired eyes soon betray you and in the midst of yawns and rubbed eye he gently places your bowl down, takes a final scoop from his, and pulls you close. The dishes can wait.

His breath is warm as he plants slow kisses on your head, and you hardly notice as he reaches to turn off his lamp, before carrying you, bridal style, upstairs.

Back to your warm and inviting bed, his arms wrapped around you, you both drift off into much needed rest, together.

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I've been spending a lot of time listening to Bo Burnham songs and going "DAMN, this sounds like it was specifically written about Jerry" (mainly about songs like goodbye and art is death) as of late.

The thought has been plaguing me for a while now so I decided to share svsvsjk.

Heh so… I see you’ve got a case of “I see them everywhere” syndrome just like me lmao

To be serious tho I love Bo Burnham. You’re right that a lot of his songs work for Jerry- “Comedy” is a big one and “Look Who’s Inside Again” (my fav song on the album) makes me think of Dean in the lead up to the split not knowing how to be on his own UGHh ALSO- “Goodbye” is literally the breakup/Jerry at Dean’s funeral and I’ll cry.

I had big ideas when I started this- but classes are crazy so sharing what I have (from months ago) seemed better than nothing since I’ve taken ages with this already (im real sorry bout that btw)

It’s really disjointed bc the unfinished sections ;-; but I wanted to try smth low pressure/different. Compiling the clips my reaction was “god this is depressing as hell” bc it reminds me of the vent art I made way back lol… sad Jerry stuff and all.

I love to hear what songs get people thinking about things. Musical connections are cool + Getting fun stuff in my inbox and the chance to blab always cheers me up ^^ thanks for sharing!

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I'm quite sleepy at the moment, but I discovered this app called "shuffles", to make collages, I didn't resist and tried it, at some point I'll make a good collage of the two of them as God commands 😌🖐️🖐️

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This memo from someone who knew Jerry, perhaps a secretary, is up for auction. It was written during The Damn Yankees tour. 

 “Jerry told me he had a dream…. He was in the dressing room at The Ordway (his favorite). Knock at the door…. It’s Dean Martin looking young and strong. He saw the show (Damn Yankees) and loved it, and wanted to come in and talk all about it. JL said, “I thought you died?” And Dean said “I would never die on you, who told you that?” Then he woke up….“

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Jerry as Clayton Poole in rock-a-bye baby

(One of my favorite of his films)

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Poison Ivy & Candy Del Mar of The Cramps holding cocktails at the Ritz in NYC in 1988

📷 Nick Barking via Candy's fb

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