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lovemoonsstuff · 2 months
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It’s my birthday 🎂, im gonna start posting again soon
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lovemoonsstuff · 4 months
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Please reblog this if fanfiction has been beneficial to your mental health.
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lovemoonsstuff · 4 months
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May you rest in peace beautiful angel
꧁ Remembering Dixie Locke Emmons (1938-2023)
I'm so heartbroken to hear of Dixie's passing. Just from reading what she shared in her book and through her interviews, I have absolutely no questions as to why both Gladys and Elvis cared for her so deeply, and why she was the first woman that they both really wanted to be apart of their family. She was equally sweet and strong, she loved them something fierce, and she was always there for them whenever they beckoned. Thank you Dixie for opening your life to us and for sincerely cherishing the memories you created with Elvis and Gladys; the love you had for them radiates off the words you wrote, and I really hope you can see them and your son again. Being a fan of Elvis has introduced to me so many people and you are one that I am really glad I got to know 🤍
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lovemoonsstuff · 6 months
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I sit up all night planning and writing out stories like someone is going to read them 😭
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lovemoonsstuff · 6 months
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I hope the war between Israel and Palestine will end as soon as possible. My heart is broken for the children and innocents who lost their lives.
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lovemoonsstuff · 6 months
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Made a wallpaper just for @vintagepresley . Hope you like it❤️
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lovemoonsstuff · 6 months
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Elvis😌, I don’t know about this one.
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lovemoonsstuff · 6 months
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Priscilla Presley!
I’m gonna make another one because I have so many more pictures I wanted to add but didn’t have enough space. Also, im going to make a Lisa one and Elvis one so tell me how yall like this one.💕
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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Have I got a thing for his face just being really close, so you can feel the flutter of his eyelashes against your skin and his soft lips brushing your cheek?
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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•Elvis with Lisa on her 5th birthday in 1973•
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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*Elvis with one of his two favorite girls Linda and Lisa*
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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DADDY’S BEST FRIEND, ELVIS PRESLEY
A hot summer day in Memphis was beautiful as ever but nothing could beat the beauty of Graceland for me. Ever since the age of 10 my father whom I happened to be close with was long time friends with the one and only Elvis Presley. All my life friends would beg for autographs, pictures, clothing samples as if I could just ask this man for a kind of thing like that.
Elvis was almost like a second dad to me I suppose.
Maybe not the best wording? Considering i've  been drooling over him like every other girl across this world since middle school. Here I am 19 soon to be 20 doing nothing with my life, lusting after a king who probably sees me as a kid who he can spoil all because he has too much money and not enough people he cares to spend it on.
That doesn't even make sense..
My birthday now was coming up on the too soon 30th of June.
My mother never made my life any easier for me. She definitely didn't make it easier for me to accept the party when i was informed that Elvis took it upon himself to host this god awful thing at Graceland.
"Mama we can't just intrude in his home like this and invite all these people from around town as if we even know they're damn names.." I whined following my mother upstairs in our small home.
She sighed and stopped in her steps, "Stop trying to get me to cancel it all because you have a little crush on him. He doesn't mind and it's free, You should be out thanking EP right now instead of crying in my ear." she ends her words with a huff and continues into my little brothers room, dropping a pile of clean clothes for him to fold and put away later.
"I do not have any crush on him, mama." I raise my voice boldly. "How many times am I gonna have to tell you that? The guys like 70.." I add for good measure. It doesn't work.
"You look at him the way your father looks at pie..now will you please leave your ole mom alone."
She teasingly rolls her eyes and walks back downstairs to start on dinner.
"Go see him, Kim. Thank the man for the love of god. He's precious and you know it. He didn't have to do this for you but he seemed more than happy to make your 20th special." She pulls out her apron tying it loosely around her wide hips. "Wear something nice!"
I groan grabbing a hold of my car keys. I couldn't take her determined mindset anymore. I felt like i needed to surround myself in negativity. Why would he want me at his house like that? What would Prescilla think? Im far too old to be having birthday parties at a family friends house, let alone Elvis's.
I soon pull up to his gate driving in without even realizing I was still wearing my bathrobe. Fuck fuck fuck.
"I gotta go back" I whisper shoving my key back in and buckling back in. I begin to let my foot off the brake.
I hear a knock on my glass window and startle with a jump quickly slamming back down on the brake.
"Oh what the actual fuck!" I practically scream grabbing my hair and pulling slightly with overwhelming anxiety.
I contemplate driving off and never coming back home if i can help it but I settle with rolling down my window and laughing nervously for now. Fuck that.
"Woah sweetheart..what're ya doin here at.." Elvis trails off looking down at his watch "4:00 in the evenin'?"
"Ya family alright?" He questions softly. Why'd he have to be so damn sweet?
I slowly look up with the fakest smile I ever did use, "W-what?" I laugh obnoxiously. "No I came here for s-something else..cannot erm..r-r-remember what.." I say leaning forward on my steering wheel groaning in embarrassment.
Why'd he have to look so nice right now in a robe and nothing underneath from what you could tell of his slightly tan chest covered in light hair. Why was I such a whore staring so hard..
"You gonna come in honey or we gonna sit outside n' watch the sunset?" He teases opening your car door.
"N-no uh..I-I can just stay here, right here" I point down into my seat with my fingers. "Just here is fine." I nearly beg out loud.
i rather harshly shut my door back.
He laughs. He laughs at me. Dear god mama why'd she do this shit to me.
"Suit yourself, kid." He drawls out with his thick accent that matter of factly made me squeal at night before bed.
He walks around my car swiftly opening the passenger seat door sitting his fine ass right beside me. I can almost taste the smell of him as he drops into the seat.
"You gonna tell me now what you dropped by for? Or you gonna keep this oddly unlike you demeanor up?" He says with a tinge of tease.
I roll my eyes with a sigh, putting my car into park.
"Im under dressed..it's beyond embarrassing." I push out a fake laugh to ease how nervy I am really.
"Your actin like im lookin'..get to it Kim." he states bluntly.
"Fineeee..goddamn." I stare at my hands in my suddenly cold lap. "I came to say thankyou for wanting to host my "party" but I really can't accept-"
He cuts me off quickly with an unbeatable tone telling me already he wouldn't be taking no for an answer. "Nope. I already have everything done, no need to come beggin me to stop it. Everybody needs a party."
"Please just nothing big..Elvis. Like really.." I glance too quickly down at his wide spread pose and im caught red handed im sure of it. I didn't even have time to truly take in what I felt I could see through his seemingly thin robe.
"Play nice about it and I'll talk to your dad about alcohol" Elvis lets out an almost boyish giggle and I can't help the burning blush that takes over my ugly face.
We chat more for the next 10 minutes about what I'd prefer at my party but he caught on rather quickly I was only trying to turn it into some boring cookout that nobody would stay for.
Before to long I catch his watch set nicely on the arm rest of the seat he was currently in and see I've kept him in my presence too long in a fit of laughs. Not that I was complaining. His perfect teeth.
"Go back inside old man.. Too late for you to be awake." I say jokingly gently shoving him against his door.
He fakes pain and opens the door stepping out and I can't help but bite my lip at the sight of his toned tanned legs but somehow feel a tinge of sadness that I couldn't just yank him back and bone him to no end.
Walking up his porch he turns back to me and waves, "Goodnight honey, I'll stop by tomorrow to see your daddy!" He says with what I hope a joking attitude.
My dad can't know I was ever here on my own dressed like a slut, of course not on purpose. Sigh.
I drive off and head home to eat dinner with my family but all I can do for the rest of my night is think about how truly fucked I'll be at this party.
HI! THIS IS MY FIRST CHAPTER TO THIS HOPEFULLY GOOD STORY LOLS . IM NEW TO THE ELVIS FANDOM AND IM HOPING TO MAKE SOME MOOTS HERE SIGH . IM A LONELY PERSON AND I LIKE TO THINK IM NICE LMFAO! GIVE ME IDEAS FOR MY "BOOK". IM OPEN MINDED AND HAVE NO PLANS YET FOR THIS <3 ENJOY
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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Sneak peek on the first chapter of ‘Their love’. I’m so sorry I haven’t posted it yet I’ve been busy and had writers block but it will be out soon.
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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Baz Luhrmann was robbed.
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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lovemoonsstuff · 1 year
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Imma go hid in a corner and cry this is horrible.😭
Prologue
•Their love •
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A/N:
This is my first fanfic so please tell me how you really feel good or bad I just want to read your honest opinions. If this do well then I might do another one.
Warnings: none
Summary: will Elvis and Jillian fall in love after filming their first movie together? Will Elvis choose Jillian or Priscilla? Read on as Jillian falls in love with Elvis and see what happens between the two.
1963
Jillian is the president of her grade she is the most smartest kid in school and she's popular for her kindness and her beauty. Some girls don't like her but that doesn't stop her from being nice and caring to everyone.
Today she got up at 5 so she could have time to be ready and get out the door on time so they can decorate the school. Today the school is having a somewhat of a pep rally; she loved being the president of her grade it's some what like politics but it's fun when you have to plan party's and stuff with other presidents and their assistant presidents.
She walked downstairs her mother left her a note of the kitchen table.
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Good morning Apple,
I hope you have a great day at school, your breakfast is in the microwave and your lunch money is in the drawer on the left. I'll see you to night me and daddy loves you.
Love mom
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Jillian smiled she warmed up her breakfast and ate it she washed her dishes dried them off then put them away; she grabbed her backpack and her lunch money she looked up the house and got into her car she put her backpack in the back seat. Jillian cranked up her car it was pretty warm for it to be a normal Monday in February.
Not to far a man in a black car was watching her he had been watching her since last year in July taking pictures of her and taking notes of her. She looked behind her before backing out of the driveway she put the car in drive and made her way to her best friend's house Kelly Moore.
She pulled in her driveway and parked her car soon Kelly walked outside with their grade colors Blue and white. "Hey Lovey." Kelly said getting into the car Jillian smiled. "Hi." Kelly and Jillian was the school's popular duo Jillian was the sweet and bubbly ginger and Kelly was the go for it and having fun brown. Kelly protected Jillian she was like her big sister.
"Lovey did you get the decorations?" "Yes yes I remember this time. Their in the trunk." Once they made it to school Jillian parked her car and turned it off Kelly always took her keys for her or she will lose them. "Jill!" Someone yelled her nickname she turned around to see one of her boy best friends from her friend group recording her she smiled and waved.
She did a little dance and giggled Kelly opened the trunk a few of their friends helped them get the decorations out they walked in the school. Jack Harris one of the football players has a crush on Jillian but he was competing with Derek Williams, Charles Henderson, Harvey Clover, Edward Hartwell, and Danny Colebrook.
Derek had his team jacket on it was red, gold, and white. He was captain of the football team, he walked up to Jill and put his arm around her shoulders she looked up and smiled. "Hi Der!" She said Kelly kept an eye of all 6 boys and an even closer eye when they was close to her. She didn't want them breaking Jill's heart, her heart was to golden like a beautiful diamond. "Hey Jill. You look beautiful." She smiled. "Thank you Der, hey can you help me get this up there?" She asked pointing on top of the lockers. "Sure." He grabbed a chair and helped her on it Kelly noticed Jill's short skirt so she rushed over. "Hey Derek give me your jacket right quick." Derek didn't question her he just did as he was told and handed it to her. She tied the jacket around Jill's waist he noticed why she was doing that.
"Thanks Kel." Jill smiled before tapping the red ribbon the principal came up to them. "Good morning students." Jillian looked down and smiled. "Good morning Principal Wilson." "Jillian can you come to the office right quick?" "Yes sir, Kel can you finish this until I get back?" "Sure lovey go ahead." Derek helped Jillian jump down she handed the ribbon to Kelly and walked to the office.
"Jillian these came in not to long ago before you had arrived." Principal Wilson pointed to the big thing of flowers she gasped. "Wow." Jill walked up to the flower and smelled them they smelled wonderful. She tried picking them up but they were just to heavy. "I'm gonna go get Derek and Kelly." She rushed out of the office and ran up to where they were.
"Kelly, Derek I need your help." All 3 of them ran back to the office. "I can't pick up the flowers. Kel can you take them home for me."
After they finished decorating their side of the school and Kelly took those flowers home for Jill, Jill finished all 10 of her classes but she had to leave 10th class early so she could help people other students with setting up the gym the school cleaned it up yesterday so they didn't have to worry about. She was so tired after school but she had to go home and cook her some dinner. She parked her car and got out, she noticed her parents car still was gone so they were still out she unlocked the door and walked in closing the door behind her, she went straight up to her room and put her stuff away.
She looked at the flowers that Kelly placed on the island she sat on the stool she looked through them then saw a letter she took it out of the big thing of flowers, she opened the letter and read.
Dear Jillian
I know you don't know me yet but I know you I've been watching you thinking you would be great for what's next to come. You have the beauty, the talent, the personality, and the body for what I need you for. I want you to call this number. ***,***,****. Then ask for Mr. Johnson then I'll explain everything to you.
See you soon
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She hesitated before walking over to the phone she dialed the number.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
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