#priscilla hon

[daikenkki]

#Australian Open #tennis #Gabriela Dabrowski #Nathaniel Lammons #Priscilla Hon #Adam Walton

[bermudianabroad]

March Listening

Guess who watched Sofia Coppola's Priscilla? Maybe diving into Elvis' back catalogue is a weird reaction considering the content matter of the film... but he's not an artist I'd ever paid much attention to, aside from the massive hits that had worked their way into my consciousness. Genuinely, and this isn't news by any stretch, he was something else as an artist. My two cents.

Moving onto Malvina Reynolds who stunned me with her political songs. A ballard mocking the KKK? A song about grass that's actually about the struggle to keep speaking the truth in the face of active adversity? A song about how tired the world makes you? A song about the filth under the sanitary self we present to the world? Old news again, but hey. Better late than never right?

Similarly, I was sleeping on Tori Amos. Like, I KNEW HER. I have spent time listening to her songs and watching her music videos and being aware of her in the world, but I wasn't AWARE of Tori Amos. This was an anthem album 12 year old me should have listened to.

Now.

Beyonce.

Girl. First of all, check me with my finger on the zietgiest and all: I listened to COWBOY CARTER the day after it was released. And wow. Powerhouse anthemns i can't get out of my head (sixteen carriages, alligator tears), a remixed jolene wherein the aggrieved woman is actually just sad for you, jolene. (get your act together, hon).

Good month for listening in short.

13/52

#2024 resolutions #malvina reynolds #elvis #tori amos #beyonce

[loving-elvis]

Interesting bit of info: According to Priscilla's book, "by the time filming began on Clambake, Elvis' growing distress with the quality of his films led to a despondency accompanied by overeating that had his weight balloon from his normal 170 lbs (77 kg) to 200 lbs (91 kg).  A movie studio executive ordered him to lose the weight in a hurry, marking the introduction of diet pills to his already excessive regimen of medications.

During this time, owing to the involvement of Larry Geller, a hair stylist who later became one of "The Guys" (also called the "Memphis Mafia", as Presley called his entourage), in his life, Presley was growing increasingly interested in religious studies and spirituality, and was reading a great deal on the subjects. 

Colonel Tom Parker felt that these pursuits were distracting Elvis from his performance, and he ordered the singer not to read any books while the film was being shot; there is no evidence to indicate that Presley complied with the directive."

So, it seems you weren't wrong about Hollywood hating stars gaining weight. What scumbags. And this just makes me hate the Colonel even more.

Oh Ariana, hon...if there's one thing that Hollywood cannot accept, it's when its stars gain weight. And while it's brutal now, back then it was even more cutthroat - studios would go to great efforts to ensure their stars fit into a certain mold or they would fire them, it was that simple. And Elvis was no different. How dare he not be 20 anymore?

I cannot tell you how much it breaks my heart that any attempt he made to branch out - to explore different sounds, religions, anything - was stifled not only by his friends (who often viewed it was 'boring' or lame' or just another 'fad' he was into) but by his manager as well. He so desperately wanted to learn, to read, to discover things he never knew before, and yet he was cut off at every turn. It's heartbreaking.

I've said it before and I'll say it again - that man deserved better.

#I get too emotional of I think too long about it #And I'm so sorry this took so long to reply to #I just...have a lot to say #Ask box #Replies

[cristalconnors]

ADAPTED SCREENPLAY

Shortlisted: All of Us Strangers / Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret / Priscilla

THE NOMINEES ARE:

KILLERS OF THE FLOWER MOON, written by Eric Roth and Martin Scorsese

NA-HON-ZHIN-GA: Tomorrow we will bury this one. This Pipe Person. Our Messenger to Wah-kon-tah. It is time to bury this pipe with dignity and put away its teachings. The children outside listening, they will learn another language. They will be taught by white people. They will learn new ways and will not know our ways.

ORLANDO, MY POLITICAL BIOGRAPHY, written by Paul B. Preciado

PAUL: In your book, Orlando’s sex change happens in his sleep. I thought that if it happened to Orlando, maybe it could also happen to me. Then sleep became for me the magical realm in which the gender transition took place. Perhaps this explains why I sleep so much and so well. That’s why nights have become silent waiting rooms in which, immersed in my thoughts, I wait for the change to take place. I imagined the beds as a dreamlike, painless operating table where my lying body was re-coded. I believed sleep could act on the body like a chemical process acts on an element. I thought sleep was like freezing, or like evaporation: a process that induces a change in form but not in meaning.

POOR THINGS, written by Tony McNamara

MAX: I wondered if perhaps you were raising her to be your mistress, a dark thought unworthy of me I know. So you are not laying with her…

GOD: Spermatic ejaculation can only induce homeostasis in me if accompanied by prolonged stimulation of higher nerve centres whose pressure upon the ductless glands changes the chemistry of my blood not for a few spasmodic minutes, but for many days!

MAX: …what??

GOD: I am a eunuch and can’t fuck her. To get a sexual response from my body would take the same amount of electricity as runs North London. Besides, my paternal feelings seem to outweigh my sexual thoughts.

THE ZONE OF INTEREST, written by Jonathan Glazer

HEDWIG: They’d have to carry me out of here. This is our home! We’re living how we dreamed we would, since we were seventeen. Beyond how we dreamed! Out of the city finally. Everything we want on our doorstep. And our children strong and healthy and happy. Everything the Führer said about how we should live is exactly how we do. Drive east, lebensraum. This is our lebensraum.

AND THE CRISTAL GOES TO...

THE TASTE OF THINGS, written by Trần Anh Hùng

EUGÉNIE: How did you feel after your first bite of the Baked Alaska?

PAULINE: I almost cried.

EUGÉNIE: Why?

PAULINE: ...I don’t know.

EUGÉNIE: Have you ever cried before while eating something?

PAULINE: No.

EUGÉNIE: What do you think happened?

PAULINE: I don’t know.

#2023 Film Awards #Best Adapted Screenplay #The Taste of Things #Tran Anh Hung #Killers of the Flower Moon #Martin Scorsese #Eric Roth #Orlando My Political Biography #Paul B. Preciado #Poor Things #Tony McNamara #The Zone of Interest #Jonathan Glazer

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 544, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORESS:

Happy New Year, goils!

WORDS: 1197

“Flooting lan lan, Eor tail, Dum Dum fetter, Tink Bell wings, pwetty flower, app app, shoo, spin spin, map cor mir mirs, hon hon pot, baoon house, wand, snoofake, ice scate, bow aroow, pwetty flower, drag drag, leaf, castle!” giggled Baby Tommy as he played with my Disney charm bracelet tattoo that was wrapped around my left wrist.

“Yes, that’s right!” I cooed at the chubby little man in my lap, Baby Noah toddling up to us. “Oh, look at who’s here- did you by to say hello?”

“Hihi Baa bee Nono!” Baby Tommy chirped happily, sliding out of my lap.

“Baa bee Tomm Tomm, wesies taksies walksies walks?” he asked, taking his older cousin’s hand and the both of the bopping off to go on a little adventure in the backyard.

“Mommy?” I stood and went over to where Elizabeth was standing at the backdoor with an anxious look on her face. “Jonathan and Priscilla are out front.”

An ugly expression overtook my face as I stood and stormed inside the house, wondering what in the name of Saint Barnabas my sperm doner and his whore of a wife were doing back at my home again.

“What the fuck do you want?” I snarled at the two the second I met them at the front, balling my fist so tightly that I felt my fingernails drawing blood. “The both of you are not welcomed here.”

“Mary Claire, wonderful to see you again, my dear.” Jonathan nodded at me as he held Priscilla close to him. the blonde’s face wearing an ugly expression plastered across it as she very clearly sulked. “How have you and Peter been doing?”

“Fucking terrific, until you two dumb ass fuckers showed up.” I sent the two of them an irritated glare. “Now what the fuck do you want?”

“Mary Claire Bradley, don’t you dare use that kind of language with us.” Jonathan tried to establish his long since abolished right as my elder.

“Well then- fuck the ever fucking fuck off,” I snarled dangerously. “NOW.”

“Well, I don’t quite like your language, young lady,” he said, Priscila shooting me a nasty smile.

“You are not welcomed here, now get off the property before I remove you by force.”

I relaxed once my husband joined us- he had been up in little girl’s nursery, changing the triplets’ diapers. He stepped out in front of me, gently nudging me behind him as he loomed up in front of the two trespassers.

“NOW.”

I didn’t have to look to see the look of pissed rage on his handsomely bearded face, his body positioning practically screaming GET THE FUCK OFF MY LAND.

But still, Jonathan acted like an idiot.

“Ah, Peter, my boy!” he greeted my pissed off husband. “Prissy and I both heard through the grapevine that the Bradley family has newcomers- triplets, none the less! So my wife and I both took it upon ourselves to come on by with gifts and I have some advice for you-”

Peter tugged me inside the house and loudly shut the door in their faces, breathing heavily as he forced himself not to break anything.

“Hey MC, Elizabeth told us to help you,” Frank announced as he and my older six older brother wandered in from the party out in the backyard. Adam was wearing three party hats on his head, Daniel paused long enough to rap three times into the doorframe and Caleb was cradling his sleeping nephew. Gideon was carrying two of the three triplets while Benjamin was cradling the other baby. “What’s going on?”

“Jonathan and Priscila are out front, being buttheads,” I announced, not missing the look that the seven of them exchanged. “As per usual.”

“Hey, do you need us to go out and do damage control?” Adam asked as he sent the front door a withering glare.

“Oh no, please don’t,” I begged them. “Hopefully, they’ll get the hint that they are not invited soon enough.”

“Presuming that they even got any brains left in them!” Frank grumbled as he followed me back out into the backyard.

“Mama Wen Wen! Mama Wen Wen!” little girl screeched as she barreled into my legs, wrapping her arms tightly around my knees. “Time for cakesies?”

I took my cell phone out from my back pocket to glance at the time.

3:49 PM

“Heyn James? Aaron?” I called out- James had been playing a rather rambunctious game of duck-duck-goose with the kids and his husband had been sitting with an ice bag to his knee, which he pulled a few weeks ago while down at the batting range getting ready for the 2027 baseball season. “Little girl wants to know if it’s time for cake yet?”

“It’s fine by- YEEPS!” James yelped as an ambush of babies swarmed him, knocking him down into the grass before jumped on his fallen body with gleeful cackles.

“What James said!” Aaron laughed, summoning everyone to the army of frosted cupcakes that covered the concussion table.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!”

“Yay yay!” cheered Baby Tommy, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet with Baby Noah copying him. “Yay yay!”

“Let’s make a wish!” I urged little girl, the both of us blowing out our assigned cupcuakes- mine was had pretty turquoise frosting and was wrapped in a royal blue wrapper while little girl had cupcakes that were frosted with purple and were bundled in green wrappers. I had baked enough for everyone to have multiples, knowing that Peter would probably devour at least sixteen.

“Mama Wen Wen?” I turned me face to smile at my daughter, a shocked yell fluttering out past my lips as she smashed a cupcake onto my face.

“Little girl!”

Giggle giggle giggle giggle

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@rock-a-noodle

@ch3rry-c01a

#Real person fiction (RPF) #Tattooed Wings #Peter Thomas Ratajczyk #Type O Negative #Vanessa Rose Pickings/ little girl #Special needs baby #Aria Bradley #Evie Bradley #Deaf #American Sign Language (ASL) #Elizabeth Ratajczyk #Alopecia #Thomas Joseph Ratajczyk/ Baby Tommy #Autism #Katie Ratajczyk #Down’s Syndrome #Baby Violet Marie #Neonatal death #Baby Eve Lynn Ratajczyk #Abandoned baby #Matthew James Ratajczyk/ Baby Mattie #Brandon Edward Ratajczyk/ Baby Teddy #Josephine Rose Ratajczyk/ Baby Jojo #Matching tattoos soulmate AU

[elvispresley1935]

Slowly but surely…

Part III:

Summary: your living a life which was nothing more than a dream come true a few months. Will it live up to all expectations?

Priscilla and the colonel doesn’t exist in this.

Warnings: just pure fluff up until the end, little bit of anger and jealousy but cute happy ending. (I got carried away…)

Laying there quite contentedly in his arms listening to the clock ticking and Elvis’ light snoring, his arm still snakes around you. You had to pinch yourself to make sure that you aren’t dreaming, that you won’t wake up in your own hotel suite at any given moment.

You could stay like this forever, in your own little slice of bliss…. Not until you had to go the toilet. With that you removed Elvis’ arm from round you, gently pulled the covers back and ‘tried’ to sneak to the bathroom only for Elvis to wake up slightly, “where you goin’ honey?”

“Just to the bathroom, won’t be a minute.”

“Okay hon.”

When you came back into the bedroom Elvis was sat upright in the bed he had his head in some book, he looked well and truly involved with it. As soon as he seen you walk through the door he put the book down and held out his arms. Without even hesitating, you walked right into his arms and cuddled back down.

His chin resting on the top your head and arms around your body, “I really don’ want to move out of this room t’day.” He uttered with a small laugh.

You just nodded your head slowly agreeing with him, buzzing was definitely an understatement as to how your feeling right now.

“You know what though, some of us have a busy day, things to do.” You joked around breaking the silence and the hug between the two of you.

“Is that so huh?”

“Yes it is, I’ve got-…”

You couldn’t even get through your sentence with the way he was looking at you, that smirk on his face. He and yourself both knew full well you had absolutely nothing to do or anywhere to be. Vegas was foreign land to you.

“Sure ya do… ‘bout that date we mentioned last night? Tonigh’ sound good?” He asked, his slight nerves are obvious.

“Yes of course, that sounds great. Where do you have in mind?” You asked curiously.

“Never you mind that, don’ you worry ‘bout it. How bout you meet me back at this room for seven an’ go from there hmm?”

Still completely in awe with who you are with, you just nodded you head and smiled, the dreaded blush capturing your cheeks again. He captured your lips in a slow and tender kiss and you returned it, both of you content in your little bubble that has been made.

“I’ll order some food up, we’ll eat and then I’ll part with you for the day til later… reluctantly. What ya say? What would ya like darlin’? ”

“That sounds great, I’ll eat whatever you eat, I’m easy!” You said cheerfully.

With that Elvis nodded and reached for the phone on the bedside table and ordered up the food. He ordered, pancake and bacon, two servings. It wasn’t long before there was a knock on the door and one of the hotel employees pushed the trolley into Elvis’ suite. You personally wouldn’t usually go for bacon and pancakes on the same dish, but you started to like it and would have it again.

While eating this though you never missed the way you caught Elvis looking at you when he thought you were none the wiser. You could feel his stare burning holes in the side of your head. His eyes looking you up and down, his eyes full of adoration and affection. Looking at you as if your the only woman he wants, only one in the world.

“And who are you looking at hey?” Your British humour slipping through.

This caused him to jump out of his daze he was in. “Oh I don’ know, some girl I found a few days ago an’ she’s just gorgeous.”

This stopped you right in your tracks all the smart one liners you had lined up flew straight out the window. You didn’t know what to do with yourself, where to look, nothing. You couldn’t believe he felt like that about you, you were over the moon but glad as you were starting to feel the same for him.

“Thank you!” Was all you could manage to spit out for a minute or two until “your not too bad lookin’ yourself you know…” you said with a cheeky smile whilst getting up to remove yours and Elvis’ plate back onto the trolley. He smile back, ear to ear. It wasn’t until you had turned your back to him and had to started to walk away from him that you almost dropped the plates due to his hand being splayed across your arse with some force causing you to yelp. All sorts of emotions came rushing to you, embarrassment being one of them.

“Now what was that for eh, that stung!” You said looking back at him laughing.

All he done was shrug his shoulders. That trademark smile playing on his face. You walked away chuckling.

It wasn’t long after that that you parted ways for the day until later. He guided you to the suite door, walking along side you with his arm over you shoulder. He opened the door, this time you went in for the kiss, feeling a little brave.

“This is your fault yeno!” You stated to him.

He looked at you with a confused look after breaking the kiss, “what is?”

“Me, doing this, the walk of shame back to my room. It’s your fault!” You said as you laughed pointing at your dress from last night, the dress that everyone seen you in.

This caused Elvis to break out in a deep laugh. Suppose he got a kick out of it. “Get used to it doll! See you later!” Was all he said with a wink and shutting the door behind you.

With that you started walking to your room hoping you wouldn’t see anyone, not until you stopped dead in your tracks. There was Jerry. The smile on his face said everything. He waited for you to walk up to him just for him to walk back to your room.

“So, that’s where you disappeared to last night I see.” He said trying his hardest to hide his laugh.

“I told him this would happen, someone was bound to bump into me, I’m just glad it’s just you Jer. Besides, he’s really sweet…” you stopped talking, you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of your best friend. Despite you and Jerry always telling each other everything, there had to be some limits to this one, the last thing you need is for Jerry to slip up and tell Elvis everything and anything.

Once back at your room you released a breath you never knew you were holding, relieved that no one else saw you. Jerry couldn’t hold eye contact with you without having that know it all smile on his face so you decided to fill him in.

“We are meeting up again tonight, back at his suite for seven. Then we’re going on a date?” You stated breaking the silence.

“It was only a matter of time, boss man has had a thing for you for a while.” He joke sarcastically causing you to roll your eyes. “But in all honesty y/n, I’m happy for you! Just be yourself and you’ll be fine.”

“Thanks Jer! I seriously can’t believe this is happening…” you were stunned for words and Jerry knew, so he walked over to you and embraced you in a hug.

“Just got to find something to do til later, any suggestions?”

“Go sight seeing or something. But I’ve gotta love you and leave you y/n, duty calls…” There he went, walking off, leaving you in your suite alone with your thoughts.

You decided to go sight seeing for the rest of the day, to enjoy the scenery of Vegas. It was so different to home, it was a nice change. There were casinos everywhere you turned, shops with their products in the window and a fair few pubs, which you went into one and chilled for an hour with a cup of tea, it reminded you of home home, England. But before you knew it it was half five and it was time to start making a move for tonight.

You finally decided on wearing one of your favourite dresses, after going back and forth for so long on what’s ‘appropriate’ for a date. A beige dress is what you chose, it was long in length, it had short sleeves with a nice little black bow on the dress to finish it off and paired with one of your small black bags. You hair loosely curled and your make up done to your liking.

With that you were done and it was almost seven. Walking to the lift you could feel your nerves building up, it was silly really it’s not like your just meeting him. Brushing them to one side, the lifts doors opened to Elvis’ floor. You hadn’t even reached his door and he opened it and came out greeting you with a smile. It’s like he could sense you coming from a mile away.

“Hiya Elvis! You sensed me coming didn’t you?” You joked nervously.

“I guess I did, come on in darlin’, I won’ be long.”

He welcomed you and you sat on his couch, the couch were you two first met, were everything started. You couldn’t get over how much things have changed in the last day. You noticed he had a record player and his LP’s beside it, you couldn’t help but have a nosey at what music the king of rock and roll liked to listen to. He liked a lot of artist that you have taken a liking to which surprised you for some reason. Deciding on a LP you like, you put it on the player and placed the needle down ever so gently letting the crackle of the LP and the song start. You always loved music, loved the way you can relate to songs and the artists just due to the lyrics, suppose it’s how you got into Elvis’ music, and of course just him full stop…

In your own little world you shut your eyes and started swaying to the music, really feeling it until you felt his large arms warp around you from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder. He caught you by surprise which caused you to jump.

“Good choice! You ready to go?” He asked

“Yeah ready when you are.” His grip tightened slightly before he let go of you and walked you towards the door.

“So where we going?”

“This little restaurant roun’ the corner from here, how do ya feel bout Italian food?”

You nodded your head enthusiastically to his question. “I love it!”

You both walked hand in hand through the hotel and out to the back door where there was a black car waiting for the two of you, a man waiting at the driving seat already. You hadn’t met this man but you assumed he was part of Elvis ‘Memphis mafia’, you learnt his name was Lamar. Elvis opened the door for you and let you in and he got in behind you closing the door.

“You know where your goin Lamar?” Elvis asked.

“Sure do boss!” He answered cheerfully.

With that Elvis nodded to Lamar through the rear view mirror and you were off. The car ride itself was a quiet one, you were too busy looking out the window looking at all the views Las Vegas had to offer. Elvis was talking to Lamar, something business related you assumed. Yours and Elvis’ hands tangled together holding them tight.

As the car came to a stop Elvis jumped out and opened your door for you offering you his hand shutting it behind the two of you.

“The place is shut?” You asked with a confused look on your face.

“No darlin’, we’ve got it all to ourselves.”

The confusion and shock must’ve been obvious which caused Elvis to smile and giggle. After all, you weren’t used to any of this, it amazed you, that’s all.

The date overall went really well. It felt like the two of you were best friends and had been for years and this was a good and well overdue catch up. You had learnt that the two of you had a fair bit in common, a few being your music tastes, hobbies and interests. He learnt more about your family and your siblings, just your life at home in general and same with you and his family. It broke your heart listening to the stories about his mother and how he was drafted for the army. Out of instinct, whilst he was talking to you about his mum, you put your hand on his knee and squeezed gently, this earned you a loving smile from Elvis. You could hear the amount of pain in his voice even after all these years, it never gets easy loosing someone you love. He treated you like royalty, nothing was ever too much and he sat and listened to every word you said, never breaking eye contact or interest while you spoke.

It was then here when you knew you really started to like him, you wanted this to go somewhere and you’d be crushed if it never. You hoped he feels the same way.

Walking out of the restaurant and back to the car you and Elvis walked out hand in hand, he opened the car door and let you in shutting it behind you. The gentleman that he is. The conversation picked up again, like the two of you had never moved from the table except this time you had your head laying against his side and his arm around you holding you close and before you knew it yous were back at the international.

Breaking the hug, you sat up and faced him “Thanks for tonight, I really loved it. I would like for it to happen again?” You asked the last part nervously, scared of the response he might give you.

“I loved it to, it will be happening again.” He said jokingly hoping you’d see the funny side too, which you did. “But hope your not leaving me just yet, the boys are having a ‘get together’, don’ suppose you wanna join me, be my plus one?”

“Of course, I’d love to!” You said giving him a smile he returned your smile with a kiss to the back of your hand and a wink.

Arms linked, you and him walked through the hotel, Elvis not having a care in the world if anyone sees him.

“Do you not mind anyone catching you out in public? Being seen with me?”

He looked at you somewhat of a gentle confused look on his face. “Now why would I be bothered being caught with my girl?” *my girl?! I’m his girl?!that little sentence caused your heart to rocket out your chest, the sheer joy and content was oozing out of you.* “An’ well, as for my fans, I wouldn’t be where I am without them, the least I can do is acknowledge them, pictures or even if they want a signature that’s ok too.” The smile on his face as he spoke about his fans was heartwarming. He was the most genuine celebrity of this time, genuinely cares for his fans.

Opening the door to his suite, the music that they had one was deafening, it hit you all at once along with the smell of beer and any other drinks that were out. His grip around your waist tightened ever so slightly, making sure that your okay and for everyone else to know that your with him.

“Sit here and I’ll go get you a drink darlin’, I’ll be right back.” you nodded and sat down and waited for him to return, you couldn’t help but eye through the crowd to try and find your best friend Jerry. Eventually you found him over in the corner with a few other men, he was clearly a good few drinks ahead of you and he was having a right good time, you smiled at him. ‘He won’t live this down if he does anything stupid’ you think to yourself.

You were snapped out of your train of thoughts when Elvis came back over to you, a drink in each hand. “Vodka and coke?” He said handing it you. You never even told him what drink you wanted, he remembered from the first time the two of you met. That feels like ages ago.

“Awh my favourite! How did you know!?” You said shouting over the music to him so he could hear you.

“Oh well, i can’t be tellin’ ya that now can I?” He replied with a wink and a cheeky smile.

As he spoke with the men you were never too far behind him. Standing there listening to their conversations and laughing when you felt like it was right. Obviously you joined in on the conversations as much as possible but you never knew anyone so it was slightly awkward, the drinks will help with that awkwardness you’d soon find out.

You and him had joined the party around 9pm and it was now ticking onto 1am, at this point you were tipsy to say the least and were thoroughly enjoying yourself. Dancing… we’ll happily swaying and swinging your arms when your favourite songs came on and attempted to sing. Elvis never drank. He was too busy making sure that you were okay. It came to one point of the night where Jerry had found you and had Charlie tagging behind him. The three of you were drunk dancing on some table. Deep down you knew that getting up there was a bad idea due to how little balance you had, the shoes never helped neither. But you got up anyway.

The three of yous were having the best time, with how tipsy you were you or Jerry never realised how close Charlie was getting to you, or how he looked at you, his eyes lingered where they shouldn’t. Elvis noticed though, his eyes went dark with frustration and anger while he was sitting in the corner, deciding to stay quiet and give Charlie the benefit of the doubt.

“You look pretty tonight y/n!” He said but you never heard what he said so naturally you got closer to him closing the distance so that you could hear him better. He repeated and you mouthed a “thank you” to him with a small smile and you leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. This was just something that you do with your friends when you are drunk, there was never no harm in it but Charlie seen this as his green light. His hand lingered a little too long on the back of your forearm and travelled down to your arse. At this point, Elvis was fuming. He stormed up and out of that chair and over to you quicker than lightening. As he reached you, you had also slapped Charlie’s hand away out of instinct.

Grabbing you down and off the table he held your arm tugging you out the way as he stepped between you and Charlie who had also gotten of the table. The two men just stood there and stared for a little while, the silence was deafening. You decided to break it “Elvis it’s not wha-…” he cut you off turning around so quick to face you, his eyes dark with anger. “I’ll talk to you in a minute!” He snapped back, before you knew it Charlie was doubled over nursing the left side of his face, Elvis had punched him.

“Touch my girl like that again I swear to god you’ll regret it!!” He screamed at Charlie. Jerry was with you holding you, he could see that you were overwhelmed.

“I didn’t realise she was your girl boss, just thought she was Jerry’s friend. ” he said with a break “but she seemed as though she liked it.” He muttered the last bit. This earned another punch from Elvis, this one knocking him to the floor winded. “Get the hell outta here, all of you! It’s over!” He screamed throughout the suite. They all left one by one all listening to him, including Jerry. You were about to leave too, you didn’t think he would want to see you after all this, not until he grabbed your wrist giving you a knowing look “an’ where do you think your goin’ doll?” Your belly was doing somersaults, you’ve truly upset him and your heartbroken, it was the last thing you wanted.

As the last few people left the suite, that’s when Elvis broke the silence between the two of you. “What the hell was that all about?!!”

“I don’t know what you mea-…”

“Cut the horseshit, I seen you, the way you danced with him, the way you kissed his cheek…!”

“Oh so that’s what all this is about, your jealous, right okay! I was just being friendly!” You screamed back at him, at this point, it was safe to say you were having a heated debate with him now.

He scoffed “huh, being friendly! From where I was sitting that was a lot more than friendly!”

You decided to be the bigger person in this moment “Elvis I’m not having this argument now! I’ll see you tomorrow!” You got to the front door and opened it ever so slightly until his right hand was splayed across it slamming it shut tight again leaving you cornered between him and the door. You gulped.

He grabbed your wrist and dragged you over to his bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed throwing you over his lap, his right hand rested over your back, holding you still, and his left raised your dress up and just like that, he raised his hand and spanked you. “Naughty girls deserve to be taught a lesson or two.” He done this a couple of times and you started to enjoy it, you knew you shouldn’t but you couldn’t help it. You had to bite your lip to hold a moan back, until it was just too much… it broke the silence. You couldn’t see his face but you knew that made him smile. “Well well well.. seems as though your likin’ this too much…?” He said letting out a little laugh.

“I’m so sorry Elvis, honest! I’d never go out of my way to upset you, I love you too mu…” your eyes wide, realising what you’ve just said so early on in a relationship. Again the silence, you hated it, you waited holding your breath. He removed his right arm and lifted you up to sit next to him on the bed.

“You love me?” He questions

That dreaded blush returns, not helping you out whatsoever “i mean, I guess… yes, yes I do!”

His eyes staring right into yours, you could easily get lost in those eyes. “I love you too y/n, I was too nervous to say anythin’ incase you didn’t feel the same.”

Some feeling just washed over you, brave? Stupidity? Love? Maybe a mix of everything but you leaned in and kissed him your hand against his cheek and he pressed you close to him and deepened the kiss. A long, heated passionate one.

He broke the kiss “well that settles that doesn’t it?” He said with his hiccuping laugh causing you to giggle with him.

“Yes guess it does. I love you Elvis.”

“I love you too y/n.”

No matter how many times you said that to him, you won’t be able to get over it, it was so true though, you fell head over heels for him the very first moment you met but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

End of part 3, hope you enjoyed. Sorry I got a bit carried away🙈. Part 4 soon…

#elvis #elvis the king #elvisaaronpresley #50s elvis #austin butler elvis #smut #fluff #angst with a happy ending #slowly but surely #king of rock n roll #70s elvis

[monsterpokemoon]

Rune Factory 5!

Recently got myself a Switch Lite, and I've been having so much fun w/ it, even if I only have Pokemon Scarlet, Let's Go Eevee, and Rune Factory 5.

Speaking of RF5, Alice seems like that innocent but wants to help and gets serious when she needs to, much like my AJ muse.

Murakumo is practically perfect in every way, and so adorable. The way Misa makes him cower is so cute.

Elsje's boobs should not be that big, I kinda wanted to punt Scarlett in the beginning, and Yuki & Randolph are the wholesome grandparents everyone deserves.

Fuuka & Cecil are simply adorable, but I feel like they seem too young to marry. Probably just their personalities, though. Speaking of Fuuka, it would be adorable if Misa and Kumo treated her as a little sister.

Ryker, you are trying too hard to live up to your family's name. Chill.

Martin needs a break, but he's okay. Reinhard I have no complaints with.

Lucy is pushy but okay. Priscilla is sweet and I just want to spoil her.

Beatrice, hon, you're not fooling anyone. It's obvious you're a princess. No complaints though-she's sweet.

I don't even care about beating the game at this point-I just like to play.

#rune factory 5 #rf5

[cdntennis]

Australian Open 2024 (Day 6)

Women’s doubles second round [4] Gabriela Dabrowski (CAN) / Erin Routliffe (NZL) def. Veronika Kudermetova (RUS) / Anastasia Pavlyuchenkova (RUS) by walkover

Mixed doubles first round [6] Gabriela Dabrowski (CAN) / Nathaniel Lammons (USA) def. [WC] Priscilla Hon (AUS) / Adam Walton (AUS) 6-3, 6-2

(Picture : © Mauricio Paiz/Tennis Canada)

#Canada #Tennis #Gabriela Dabrowski #Australian Open #Melbourne #CdnTennis #Canadian tennis

[hollywocd]

Hi hon! May I ask icons of cailee spaeny as Priscilla in the promo pics please?

hi dear! I hope you like them <3

#answered

[prnanayarquah]

ExGlo Foundation, a Ghanaian NGO, has again scored another feat with another project undertaken.

New Post has been published on https://plugzafrica.com/exglo-foundation-a-ghanaian-ngo-has-again-scored-another-feat-with-another-project-undertaken/

ExGlo Foundation, a Ghanaian NGO, has again scored another feat with another project undertaken.

Early this year (2023), they selected 2 Regions out of their needs assessments; the Regions were the Upper East and Upper West Regions for skills training. Two institutions were chosen, Our Lady of Lourdes Girls’ Senior High (Upper East) and Daffiama Senior High (Upper West).

These skills trainings in the selected schools were based solely on helping students develop income generating or entrepreneurial skills to enable them to attain some level of financial independence and economic empowerment. Stemming from Exglo Foundation’s prior needs assessments in these regions, they discovered in both institutions, that the majority of these students were more likely to venture into entrepreneurship to make a living for themselves after school. But there are little to no skill acquisition avenues in the school and the few existing ones are expensive and thus unaffordable. Hence, they are not able to pursue their entrepreneurial aspirations when they leave school.

  “This is a major problem in our target regions and almost all the students involved, end up becoming delinquent and living reckless lives. In the case of the girls, the majority of them become pregnant a few months after coming out of school with no financial support for themselves and their kids,” says ExGlo Foundation, in a communiqué.

ACCOMPLISHMENTS. (SKILL TRAINING DEVELOPMENT 2023) 1. Skill development training at Daffiama Senior High School. 2. Skill development training at Our Lady of Lourdes Girls’ Senior High School. ExGlo visited Daffiama Senior High School on the 28th day of April 2023 in the Upper West Region. Volunteers from ExGlo trained about 150 students in beadmaking/ jewellery and liquid soap. On the 29th day in April, the ExGlo foundation paid a visit to Our Lady of Lourdes Girls’ Senior High in the Upper East Region and trained about 150 students in making liquid and bar soaps. Visibly, all projects undertaken by ExGlo Foundation were completed successfully.

SOURCE OF FUNDING FOR THIS YEAR’S PROJECTS:

The key sponsors and collaborators for this year’s activities are the Management of St John’s Hospital and Fertility Centre, Tantra Hill Roundabout, Accra, as part of their Corporate Social Responsibility and Best Western Premier, Accra Airport Hotel. Other contributors included Mr. Michael Sandow Ali (Chairman Of The Board), Prof. Joshua Y. Abor (Board Member), Hon. Ayew Afriyie (Effiduase/Asokore Constituency, Ashanti Region), Dr Celestina Allotey (Vice President of Sustainability for Gold Fields Ghana Limited), Ms. Yvonne Ehchill, Mr. Fiifi Enchill, Pastor Stephen Mwinkaara, Mr. Samuel Frank Osei, Prof. Kobby Mensah, Ms Agnes Tanye and other family and friends. We are grateful to all our patrons, sponsors and contributors for helping us teach these students. God continue to bless all abundantly for your kind gestures.

 APPRECIATION The foundation would like to thank our hardworking volunteers who helped to make these projects successful. The team was led by Ms Nancy Abena Manko, the project manager for the foundation with oversight provided by the Executive Director, Dr Patience Aseweh Abor. Our volunteers for this year’s projects were;

Ms Jennifer Yaa Andorful Wilson Mr Moses Quarshie Nana Tawiah Gaisie Ms Priscilla Wiah Ms Amina Kassim Ms Abuu Belinda Ms Alice Atuligiya Ms Saani Rufiatu Ms Banning Mujeeba

Ms Mahama Amamata

Ms Kafari Dominica

Ms Matina Song-Aaba

Ms Mensah Gloria Aba

The ExGlo Foundation has succeeded in training beneficiaries in our focused regions. However, there are issues of funding for both the foundation as well as beneficiaries, and general logistics for organising these projects in the rural communities. Complaints from the majority of the beneficiaries were on how to start a business with the skills they have acquired since they do not have any startup capital. Therefore, the foundation is appealing to the banking sector/financial institutions, other NGOs, corporate bodies etc to help provide funding for these new entrepreneurs. Thank you.

For donations and further information, please contact us on; 0264234016/0245581612 [email protected] www.exglo.org

  About ExGlo Foundation

Since 2012, ExGlo Foundation has provided decent education, healthcare and sustainable livelihood projects to improve the lives of people in deprived rural areas across the poorest regions in Ghana, i.e., Central, Upper East, Upper West and Northern regions. For the past ten years, we have engaged in various projects, including covering the tuition fees of some brilliant students whose parents were not financially sound to cater for their children’s education. We made Stationeries, clothing and furniture available for students, teachers and community members in the focus regions. A good healthcare system increases the percentage of the attainment of success, hence, ExGlo has for many years, organized health talks and screening and first aid kits donations to our beneficiaries.

One of the surest ways of alleviating poverty is education and this is the mission of the ExGlo foundation as we facilitate teaching and learning in schools in deprived rural communities in the aforementioned regions. As one of our strategies for economic empowerment, ExGlo has in recent years been undertaking various skills training for both women in rural communities as well as students in Senior High schools. Membership of ExGlo is open to professionals, graduates, students, foundations, corporate bodies and generally anyone with the heart for community development and hands to reach out to the poor and vulnerable. Together we pledge to work towards the realization of the vision of the ExGlo foundation under the guidance of the rules and regulations of the organization.

#Daffiama Senior High School #ExGlo Foundation #SKILL TRAINING DEVELOPMENT

[hardynwa]

Cradle Steps Foundation Hold Workshop For Niger Delta Youths On Electoral Violence

With electoral violence being one of the things that marred the last Presidential and National Assembly elections in Imo State and Nigeria generally, groups are doing everything possible to cut down on that. One of such groups Cradle Steps Foundation has organized a one-day sensitization orientation for youths in Imo state on the dangers of electoral violence and other vices. The event which was held on Saturday March 4, 2023 in Owerri, Imo State, saw resource persons educate the youths on the right ways to participate in an election without violence. Chief Victor Igbokwe, a legal practitioner who was one of the resource persons urged the youths not to attack INEC officials no matter the situation. He called on them to rather use their phones to film any abnormalities they notice for evidence, adding that there are laws for a reason. https://youtu.be/4X-pVaY9VT8 A participant said that peace should not just be manufactured from nothing but will be paid for through investments in the lives of young people and provision of basic infrastructures for the citizens. Another participant said that electoral violence is on the rise because incompetent people who are afraid of failure are allowed to run for positions, saying that when the right people who are competent and confident are running for elections, they will have no need for ballot box snatchers. The reactions of the participants showed how successful the event was according to Hon. Amaechi Adibuo who spoke to OtownGist after the event. He noted that youths are angry because of what happened at the presidential election, adding that events like that will help to soften their minds. Speaking for the organizers Cradle Steps Foundation, Mazi MacNelson Okafor thanked the participants and resource persons for making the event worth it. He also thanked the Niger Delta Development Commission NDDC who supported the event, also calling on youths to go out and vote during the governorship and State Assembly elections. Some resource persons and special guests at the event include Hon. Amaechi Adibuo, Rev. Fr. Utazi Prince Bnejamin, Hon. Onyemaeechi Alozie, Comr. Barth Umeh, Onyeocha Priscilla, Chief Victor Igbokwe and Mr. Vincent Ndukwem. Read the full article

[daikenkki]

#Australian Open #tennis #Linda Noskova #Xiyu Wang #Talia Gibson #Priscilla Hon

[usasportsworld]

Aussie women crash out in Australian Open 2023 qualifying | 11 January, 2023 | All News | News and Features | News and Events

Aussie women crash out in Australian Open 2023 qualifying | 11 January, 2023 | All News | News and Features | News and Events

Priscilla Hon was one of five Aussie women to exit in the second round of Australian Open 2023 qualifying today. Melbourne, Australia, 11 January 2023 | Leigh Rogers and Matt Trollope Australian hopes have been dashed in the Australian Open 2023 women’s qualifying singles competition. Five Aussie players had advanced to the second round, which was only the fifth time this has happened in the…

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[loving-elvis]

Any advice for fans on what to do about the Priscilla movie? I don’t want to let it ruin my mood but it’s hard :/

Hello Anon --

Lordy, I know it already seems to be kind of a mess already, huh? The best advice I can give is to cultivate your own peace. Follow the people you share ideas with, and use that block/unfollow button as you will.

The thing to keep in mind is that Elvis wanted to shared love. He had so much love to give to his fans, his friends, and everybody he seemed to come across. No matter what people said, or whatever reporters would claim, he always said that 'they have a job to do, and they do it'. You can't let the negativity get you down, hon 💖

#I know it may seem to get worse before it gets better #That said - This blog will not participate in drama #There are so many fans out there who love him (welcome!) and will continue to do so #Movies may come and go but Elvis will always be here #I hope that helps 💖 #Ask box #Replies #Anonymous

[imoim36news]

Người đẹp Jodie Burrage bị dội 'bom' từ mạng xã hội Jodie Burrage, tay vợt Anh xếp hạng 133 thế giới, nhận thất bại 4-6, 4-6 trước Lucia Bronzetti ở vòng một giải Open de Limoges 2022. Thua một đối thủ hơn mình cả về thứ hạng lẫn kinh nghiệm thi đấu là chuyện bình thường trong quần vợt, nhưng tay vợt 23 tuổi lại bị nhiều khán giả chỉ trích. "Thật nghiệp dư! Dẫn tới 3-1 nhưng lại thua ngược 4-6 ở set hai. Quần vợt không thích hợp với cô đâu. Hãy về nhà và nấu ăn đi!”. Đó là một trong những tin nhắn Jodie Burrage nhận được sau khi bị loại. Trên Instagram cá nhân, Jodie Burrage - bạn thân của nhà vô địch đơn nữ US Open 2021 Emma Raducanu, còn công khai một số tin nhắn khán giả dọa "xử đẹp" cô. Những tin nhắn tiêu cực đó đều đến từ các tài khoản ẩn danh. Họ có thể là những người đã đặt cược vào trận đấu đó và thua cược, bị mất tiền nên quay ra lăng mạ tay vợt 23 tuổi. "Khi tôi thấy những tin nhắn như vậy, tôi không quá bận tâm. Thật đáng buồn khi người ta có thể viết ra những điều xấu xí chỉ vì thua cược một trận quần vợt", tay vợt 24 tuổi Priscilla Hon lên tiếng bảo...

[muhammaddahab]

Priscilla Hawn führt das Feld der Frauen in Playford International Tennis City | 18. Oktober 2022

Priscilla Hawn führt das Feld der Frauen in Playford International Tennis City | 18. Oktober 2022

18. Oktober 2022 | Tennis SA Weltnummer 158 Priscilla Hon (Qld) ist der Domainadresse einer Frau in zugewiesen Internationale Tennisstadt Playford Es findet vom 23. bis 30. Oktober 2022 im Playford Tennis Center statt. Hon hat in diesem Jahr drei Titel der ITF World Tennis Tour gewonnen und erreichte im Januar die zweite Runde der Adelaide International, wo er die frühere Nummer 1 der Welt…

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