#snoop sisters

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

@algusunderdunk reminded me of an episode of The Snoop Sisters where Vincent Price stars as a washed up actor accused of murdering his wife. I made some gifs from the show. Hope you all like them. :)

Vincent Price - The Snoop Sisters - A Black Day for Bluebeard

[biracy]

Alice Cooper in The Snoop Sisters, episode 3 "The Devil Made Me Do It", aired in March 1974

[artisticdemon]

Ok everyone hear me the fuck out-

Yes

Alice Cooper

[algusunderdunk]

Just saw Cyril Ritchard as The Honorable Morlock in an episode of The Snoop Sisters. I have never in my life wanted a spin-off more than for this insane sassy Satan-worshippibg huckster who lives in a Willy Wonka workshop and speaks in angry rhyming couplets.

I want more Morlock.

[scoriarose]

Baby that is not an enrichment activity

Baby... Baby no you... Child...

I know you like to play with crinkly things but...

Aaaand into the messenger bag she goes.

[nyaruhodou]

>making small talk with the nail artist

>i tell her about my research

>she says "oh my sister is a mangaka actually, she just got a deal with a monthly magazine"

>oh thats cool what genre

>"um do you know... BL?"

[vollesroah]

I found the tv series last for the picture year on youtube. Lovely retro.

Quote is good too.

Asking "when is straight pride month" just makes you a fool!

[noteveryoneis]

“Ava!”

The door hasn’t even opened the whole way that Ava is already being swooped up in a hug, nearly crushed to death by two strong arms that wrap around her. 

Nova has the reflex of catching the bag that was hanging from Ava’s arm, thankfully.

“God, we’ve missed you so much!”

“I’ve missed you too, Shannon, but uh… I can’t breathe.”

“Oh right, sorry.”

Shannon puts her down, both hands on her shoulders and a smile that could light up the whole goddamn planet on her lips. She’s good at that, Shannon. Always was and still is.

Ava can only smile back at her, thinking about all the times Shannon hugged her before and how her door was always open for when she needed it — even though it was probably a breach of professional secrecy or something like that.

Sometimes Ava feels like she will always be sixteen in front of Shannon.

But then Shannon looks behind her, at the three little girls almost hiding behind her, Nova struggling under the weight of the bag.

“Oh crap, sorry,” Ava laughs, taking the bag and gesturing around her daughters. “You already know the girls. Girls, this is Shannon. We love her a lot.”

Shannon smiles even brighter, extends a hand to shake each of their little hands, always so careful to make little kids feel seen and appreciated.

“Hi, Neves,” she says, as little Neves hides behind Ava’s leg. “You’ve grown, I like your hair clip. You must be Nina,” she greets the girl, grinning when the little girl seriously shakes her hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

She shakes Nova’s hand then, looking her up and down.

“Jesus Christ, you’re short.”

Nova laughs so hard she nearly chokes on her own saliva, as Shannon ushers them inside, Ava following her into the kitchen where a couple of people she doesn’t know are already preparing things. Ava gives a friendly wave, all three of the girls following after her like little ducklings.

“Camila’s already here,” Shannon announces. “I’m glad to see you’re still turning up late as always.

“It’s part of my charm,” Ava grins, flipping her hair back and turning around with a frown when she hears three little mocking giggles behind her.

Having kids is having little assholes roasting you 24/7.

“We made cake,” she explains, taking out items from her bag — a bottle of wine, a box full of cake slices, Neves’ sippy cup (two little hands shoot out from under the counter to take it and Neves sticks in her mouth).

“You didn’t have to bring anything, you know that, right?” Shannon says, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ava points her thumb behind her.

“Nina insisted.”

“Oh. You did great, then,” Shannon smiles. “Come on, girls, let’s introduce you to everyone.”

Nova’s hand fists itself into the back of Ava’s shirt as they make their way to the glass doors leading to the backyard, where about twenty people are chatting happily with each other. Neves hides into Ava’s leg, but Nina follows after Shannon with her chest puffed out, like she wants to show that she’s better than her sisters and therefore braver.

“Ava!”

Mary appears next to them, big grin on her face.

“Late as always?”

“Yeah, yeah, okay, it’s not my fault time is inconsistent.”

“Sure, it isn’t. Where’s your comedian kid?”

“I’m right here,” Nina says, making Mary look down, Shannon’s arm looping around her shoulders.

“Hey kid. You guys hungry—”

She’s cut off by a dog that runs past her legs, straight for Nina. Nina, in all her brazen glory, doesn’t falter, facing the attacker fully with her hands on her hips. The dog circles around her, sniffs Ava’s legs where Neves is hiding, returns to Nina who is grinning happily.

“You have a dog?”

“Yeah, his name is Snoop.”

Ava’s head snaps back towards her.

“Snoop as in…?”

“Snoop the dog,” Mary grins, like this is the best joke in the world and Shannon rolls her eyes as she presses a kiss to her temple.

Since the dawn of times, it was always the two of them. Shannon and Mary. Mary and Shannon. Never one without the other, always moving into each other’s space like it was their own. Ava has seen them communicate with just a blink of an eye once or twice, not even bothering to finish their sentences as the others already knew. If it wasn’t for them, Ava would have lost all hope in Love with a capital L, but they were truly making her believe in miracles.

“In my defense, it wasn’t totally my idea. Bea said it first, although she probably never thought I’d actually use it,” Mary argues.

“What brand of dog is that?” Neves asks, and smiles when both Shannon and Mary laugh at her joke.

“I don’t even know,” Mary says. “He’s a rescue, Bea and I found him as a puppy on the side of the road one day. I don’t know what they put in him, but he’s weird.”

Snoop the dog licks at Nina’s cheek, making her giggle, and then runs off after stealing Neves’ sippy cup, and Neves, Nina and Mary run after him, yelling for him to let it go.

Nova is still hiding in the back of Ava’s shirt as Shannon leads them towards a table where drinks are set up, greeting a few people on the way. And Ava wishes she could ease her worry, tell her it’s okay, but 1. It never does anything to help and 2. She’s starting to feel a bit nervous herself as she greets people she has never met before but has probably seen around town ten years ago (but doesn’t remember because she was too busy looking at JC and how cool he was).

Mary, Nina and Neves are still running after Snoop, yelling and laughing at each other. At least Ava doesn’t have to worry about those two, Mary’s got it handed.

Camila sends her a discreet wave and a wink from where she’s talking to… Is that Lilith Villaumbrosia The Librarian? And she’s not just giving her sunny-Camila-smile, no, she’s full on flirting with her, dimples on display and a teasing light in her eyes. Villaumbrosia has never looked more confused as she’s listening to her, a glass of red wine in her hand.

You go, Camila. The Silva family stands with you and your weird taste.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t put myself in the middle of that,” Shannon giggles as she hands Ava a drink.

Looking around, she realizes that she has seen a few of them since her return. Emeline, over there, the cashier at the grocery store around the corner and whose son Diego is in Nina’s class, Dora who teaches gym class at the high school and coaches the soccer team, Todd who is just… Around, basically.

Her gaze wanders towards the end of the backyard, where an old forgotten picnic table sits — it was already there ten years ago when Mary and Shannon got the house — and she stops. Because Teacher-Slash-Hot-Neighbour Beatrice is sitting there, all alone. And she looks completely out of place, mouth doing that little wiggly thing Ava has only seen in comics so far, uncomfortable and borderline panicking as she looks down at the patch of grass at her feet.

“Oh yeah,” Shannon says, having followed her gaze. “I’m not sure you remember her. That’s Beatrice, she teaches 3rd grade.”

“Yeah, I know, she’s Nina’s teacher,” Ava tells her, turning back towards Shannon.

“Oh, right, I forgot,” Shannon nods. “She’s not really good with people, but she’s trying. Poor Beatrice,” she says, shaking her head. “She came back a few years ago and since then Mary has been trying to introduce her to everyone, but she doesn’t like it very much.”

“Wait, she’s from here?” Ava asks, surprised.

“Well, yeah, did you seriously think that someone would purposefully move here without knowing their way around?” Shannon says, snorting a laugh.

“But the accent…”

“British parents exist, Ava.”

“How come I don’t remember her? She’s not much older than me, we were probably at school at the same time,” Ava asks, frowning and sweeping through her memory to try and find a face like Beatrice’s — most of the adults here were kids with braces and acne, but even with her imagination she can’t remember Beatrice’s face.

Shannon wets her lips, shifting from one foot to the other uncomfortably.

“It’s not my story to tell, Ava, but she just wasn’t around much at the time. She came back with a teaching degree about three years ago and hasn’t talked much since then. But she’s a good person, big bookworm and smartass,” she smiles. “Nina is in good hands.”

Ava has never doubted that for a second.

She turns around to look back at Beatrice, only to realize that Nova has let go of her shirt. And for a good reason: she’s sitting next to Beatrice, her hands tucked under her thigh like she does when she’s shy, but she’s smiling slightly and nodding as Beatrice talks about something, looking at least a little bit more relaxed than before.

“Oh,” Shannon says, next to her. “Well that’s a surprise.”

Ava smiles, pride warming up her chest.

“No, yeah, I kinda have a feeling they’re a little bit alike.”

She grins at Shannon.

“Nerds.”

“Nerds,” Shannon grins back.

Ava doesn’t worry about either of them for a while. They’ve got it handled too.

(‘Beatrice’ is all Nova and Nina talk about for the next few weeks.

Nina, because Beatrice ‘knows aikido and she can fight bad guys and she says she might teach us at the end of the year’.

And Nova, because ‘she has read all of Tolkien’s books and has studied the linguistics of the lore and she said I could borrow her copy of the Silmarillion if I wanted’.

Ava needs to step up her game if she wants to stay first place in her kids top three of coolest people.)

[creatediana]

"Lines Written Hastily on Someone Else's Desk" - a poem written 3/27/2024

I have to sneak into your desk— I've calculated every risk— I have to test out all your pens and blot out with them my chagrins. I have an urge for every ink— for every mark I make I rank the color and the thickness.—In my rainbow correspondent brain this is the peak of knowledge—yes, the summit of my study's bliss. I snoop and steal to these fair ends— my paper keeps exotic winds.

[lonelyzarquon]

Vincent Price as a pompous horror star in The Snoop Sisters: Black Day for Bluebeard

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

[k3elai-the-li]

i feel like how people perceive amelia is strongly based on if they got siblings or not and their relationship with them, everybody reaching the the same conclusions but the reasoning is very different 😭

i believe (and this ain’t a dig at anyone) that the people who don’t have siblings are more patient with her n it’s just sumn ive seen

[more in tags bc i got a bad habit of goin off in there💀]

[tipsycowplant]

Sims 4 For Rent LP

🏘️

Levi - Five-Star Property Owner | Romantic, Materialistic, Cringe Rebecca - Seeker of Secrets | Creative, Generous, Nosy

[evelhak]

When you write the same fic for long enough, at some point you might end up writing scenes where all characters are OCs. 🤔

[hershey-not-the-chocolate-maybe]

so like I've kinda been working out lately and the day before yesterday i was like hey let's try to get abs ... didn't get any abs but definately got excruciating ABdomen pain the next day

[hellonoblesky]

Anyway guys we should all band together to get my sister to never touch my blog ever again