Bobbykennedyshusband - I 💗 Buddy Holly

James Dean & Sal Mineo "Rebeld without a cause" 1955

Pure Chemistry!!!

writing a kennedy fic but I can’t decide if it should be fluff or smut I can’t cope 💔

thinking about how jackie called jack ‘bunny’. like can u imagine jack kennedy, who squirms at the idea of affection and literally called her ‘kid’ as a term of endearment, reacting and responding whenever she called him bunny.

tag yourself i’m girlrot

canon maybe

do you guys think that jack ever had moments while sat at the resolute desk, simply mulling things over that he felt the unmistakable and over-ten-year-persist urge to call kick and ask her her opinion on what he should do?

do you think when bobby said he was naming his firstborn, his daughter, kathleen, that jack felt a tinge of sorrow, not because he didn’t want her to have the name or didn’t love his niece, his first niece, but because it was just another confirmation that she was truly gone, and that, should jack ever have a daughter, she’d never have that name?

do you think caroline, such a vivacious child, the apple of jack’s eye, ever did anything that was so innately kick, so reminiscent of her aunts lively and charming character that jack had to take a small moment to collect himself from seeing his sister again, just for a fleeting second?

do you think while at all the inaugural festivities, looking around and seeing all of his family members and closest friends, he couldn’t help but notice her absence more than ever; when getting all congratulations, he couldn’t help but feel a small longing for his first best friend’s words of devout pride?

do you think he ever dreamed of her, suddenly coming back to him, with her bright blue eyes and contagious laugh, that only left him sweating and suddenly heartbroken again when he woke up? having to tell jackie that, no nothing’s wrong, just a dream, because he’s so unsure how to explain the consistent open wound that is his sister.

do you think, in the fifteen years that his life continued after her passing, that he ever felt so stuck, so unheard, so uncertain, that all he could bring himself to think was, kick would know how i’m feeling right now, and she’d know just what to say.