#when i die and meet him ill send yall word but i think we already know what the answer is 😘

[heartbrake-hotel]

Ugh. You won't believe this. I'm sorry to bug you, but I just needed to vent.

I saw some idiot on twitter saying that when E met Priscilla he had an eleven year old girl living with him in Germany. They mentioned Scotty Moore said that in his book so I looked it up. What he said was at the time E met Cilla, he had an "even younger German girl" (his words) living in the house with his father and grandmother. Except...well, I can't find any proof of this; there’s no evidence nor mention of this girl (or how old she was) anywhere else in the book nor in any other books written about him. No proof he had anyone else like that living with him in Germany.

So I don’t think that claim is true. Where do people come up with this stuff anyway? How do you not get into an argument with these idiots? Because it's super annoying.

ugh, believe it or not, baby, im not surprised at all. but you could never bug me !!! 💖 sorry it took me so long to answer this, but rest assured i haven't calmed down about this any since you first sent it 😅

a couple notes‐ honestly, i'm inclined to believe scotty. NOT TWITTER to clarify lol.. eleven seems young for him even if you are looking to view e through the most unflattering light possible 😬 but it seems likely to me that he had another teenage girl maybe not uh. officially on the lease or anything but staying over most nights ! more than ONE even sounds plausible.. we all know that someone didn't like his bed cold.!

people who claim to hate elvis sure spend an awful lot of time reviling him on the internet, especially by regurgitating half-remembered anecdotal evidence without citing their sources. 🙄 on the other hand, it's also easy to fall into the trap of too-faithful elvis historian; by that i mean that the fact that so much of his life is documented sometimes makes us complacent in our belief that if it can't be verified by multiple primary sources that it must not have happened. but we can't always say, and getting too involved as if the historical accuracy of one particular proposed event is the end-all be-all of elvis fandom can get exhausting.!

i wouldn't be surprised to find out either way, that this was or wasn't true. but you're free to make up your own mind, and if it distresses you, then fwiw i think you Totally have a leg to stand on affirming it never happened, like you said !! ultimately, it doesn't have much bearing on right now- if you like elvis, this vague and nebulous criticism probably isn't the thing that'll make you stop liking elvis, and if you hate elvis, you're probably determined to keep doing that regardless.

regarding the twitdiots- while looking into this claim i found a lady on there who legitimately believed that agent elvis tells the true story of how e was experimented on and mind controlled into drug abuse by the government.. like she said That with her whooole chest. so i don't put much stock in public opinion over there 😂😂💀

i want to fight those people extremely often (they're not just on twitter, either- it seems to have died down a little praise GOD but especially in early days after the movie there was a wave of ppl on here who would put their elvis hate in the main tags. WHICH DROVE ME BATTY), but i come from the "don't feed the trolls" era of fandom. as much as id like to rip 'em a new one when they rehash the same two issues over and over and OVER again ad nauseum, i content myself with the fact that they're living a pathetic existence in which they actively choose to fill their life with something they dislike for... no discernable reason.?

no one who spends their time bringing up a dead celebrity at all opportunities just to bash them is actually open to a discussion. and i do think there is a discussion to be had- his life was certainly very troubled, and i think there are a lot of nuanced issues that benefit from being spoken about openly !!!

but i like to debate bc i like to WIN- so jackasses tend to be a waste of my time 😘

#ask #if anyone DOES decide to start fighting idiots tho tag team me !!! #ill pop in for a few rounds 👊💥 #i try to just move on without paying it too much attention #and everyone on here is so lovely its a good distraction !!! #i dont think theres any harm in choosing to see the good in people #esp dead people im sorry #like either im right and elvis was a flawed but kind person (all i get is bragging rights) #or im wrong and he was a dirtbag (all i get is . literally nothing) #when i die and meet him ill send yall word but i think we already know what the answer is 😘 #but either way it doesnt have much objective bearing on my life.. #as long as im deluding myself into writing fanfic anyway who cares right?? 🤪 #like who cares if i choose to use him as a vessel to make myself happier #i DO truly believe he was a good person and i think weve p much reached the point where #no one but angie marchese herself could talk me out of that #🙃🙃🙃 #NOTE THIS LOGIC DOES *NOT* APPLY TO PPL WHO MAKE FLOWER CROWN EDITS OF SERIAL KILLERS

[phantomjellies]

its not like i get to choose who i love

Peter was sitting upside-down on a chair, his legs propped up against the bookshelf, and his head hanging off the end. His phone was in hand, earbuds in as he listened to music as he scrolled. 

Tony sighed before entering his room, sending a smile towards him as he glanced up, taking one earbud out. 

“Hey, Tony,” he said absently, shifting and taking his other earbud out. “What’s going on?”

“Just needed to clarify something.”

Peter arched an eyebrow, his heart skipping a beat. 

“Oh?” he prompted, setting his phone and earbuds on the chair and walking over to Tony, who was standing in the middle of his room. 

“Yeah…” he trailed off, seemingly searching for the words. Peter furrowed his brow, and then slowly, realization dawned on him.

“You want to know if I’m gay,” he said slowly, his eyes searching Tony. He winced internally at the raw fear that passed through his eyes. 

“Yeah,” he finally said after a pause that seemed to suffocate Peter. 

“Well, I am,” he said bluntly. “And…” his breath hitched. “And I hope that you’re okay with that. I can crash at Ned’s. Get a job. I don’t have to stay-”

He was cut off by Tony smothering him in a hug, and he realized his eyes were prickling with tears. 

“I don’t care,” Tony muttered. “And I don’t want you ever thinking that I would kick you out. Please, never think that. Hell, it would be hypocritical of me to judge you for being gay. Homophobia’s a load of bullshit, anyway. Can’t believe all that shit people say. They’re all idiots, anyway.”

There was a pause of silence, and the two broke apart. 

“Wait, hypocritical? I thought you liked girls? Being with your whole past and everything?”

Tony chuckled. “Kid, I’ve been with girls, guys, and everyone in between.”

“Christ, Tony, I don’t need to hear about your sex life,” Peter muttered, running a hand under his eyes. His eyes met Tony’s, and his gut twisted at the relief in them. Did she really think he would kick him out for being gay? 

“Sorry,” he said unapologetically. “But yeah, I’m bisexual. Hell, I probably tried to have sex with Rhodey while drunk out of my mind.”

Peter wrinkled his nose, sitting down on the bed. His heart was pounding, and he was trying so hard to not let his emotions run wild. He wanted to sob in relief, cling to Tony and thank him for everything, but he held back, not realizing his breathing was becoming short and erratic, his nails digging into the soft skin of his hands. 

“Peter? Honey, I need you to breathe for me.” 

He heard Tony speaking, but it was from a distance, and he felt like she was suffocating, and god, when did it get so hot? And why couldn’t he breathe? His hands clawed at his shirt, trying to get it off. The fabric was suffocating, and his vision was swimming, and - 

Tony was hugging him. 

He pressed the side of his head to his chest, taking in exaggerated breaths. 

“Come on, honey, breathe with me. In, out. In, out. There we go,” he said softly, his hand tangling in his hair. He made soft shushing noises as Peter struggled to catch his breath.

“Hey,” Tony whispered. “I promise it’s okay.”

     tony stark knows me @beterbarker

thanks @iamironman for supporting me. love you so much. and now, i come out to the world as gay, tho it wouldn’t surprise me if yall already knew i was

   Tony Stark @iamironman

Love you too, kid. I’ll support you no matter what. Also, yeah, my gaydar went off like the moment I met you 

   aBIgail @iamnotconfusion

did @iamironman just come out as LGBTQ? someone send help im dying

   Tony Stark @iamironman

Yeah, I’m pan. Surprise, surprise. Honestly surprised you didn’t know

   tony stark knows me @beterbarker

you do give off major twink vibes, @iamironman :)

   ill stab you @widowqueen

both of you are useless gays @beterbarker @iamironman

 Pepper Potts @saltnpepper 

We all love you, @beterbarker, and we support you. Also, @iamironman, you’re supposed to be in a meeting in five minutes 

   Tony Stark @iamironman

Be there in a sec, @saltnpepper. I’m a little held up. Hejust passed out, halfway through a tweet.

[sleepypeter.png]

   sad and gay @annabanana

Honestly, @beterbarker is so adorable asleep. Hands down would die for him

     Tony Stark

[A picture of Peter curled up with Natasha. Peter is wearing an oversized sweatshirt, with MIT on the sleeve, the rest of his body obscured by a fuzzy black blanket. Natasha is sitting cross-legged on the couch, perfectly content with the teenager lying on her - Peter’s head resting on Natasha’s lap, his body curled up. One of Natasha’s hands is resting in Peter’s hair, the other holding her phone. Both look peaceful and happy, one of the few moments that the world gets to see of a Natasha Romanoff with her guard completely down.]

 Family bonding time for the two spiders. Nothing but love for them.

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