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The Greatest Singers
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100+ Greatest Singers of All Time Posters & Canvas Prints
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lillyrob · 14 days
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Actual footage of me patently waiting for my favorite author to upload😫😫😫
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designfiend · 10 months
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International Times (February 1970)
it's interesting to see this 53 years later
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cellarshite · 10 months
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anachilles · 1 month
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i love the thought of gale having a really nice singing voice.
sometimes, when people are teasing bucky after he gets done jumping on the mic (uninvited), he’ll insist to anyone who’ll listen that “ah, well, someone’s gotta lighten the mood up in here, y’know?” and, with sudden pride colouring his expression, “now my buddy buck here, he sings like an angel. but so long as he won’t get up and entertain you fellas, well…”
nobody really believes him because no one ever actually hears buck’s singing voice because, frankly, he’d rather die than get up and sing in front of an crowd.
bucky’s heard it, though. along with a random little assortment of officers who’ve managed to catch him unawares in their shared quarters as he hums under his breath to some tune on the radio.
deep and soulful, rich and smooth and unhurried. so far from home, it strikes a nostalgic chord in bucky, at least. always and without fail.
it ends up being one of the only things that stops bucky’s mind wandering into the abyss some of those cold, deathly bleak winter nights squished up against buck in the stalag.
hushed, rumbling melodies breathed into the minuscule space between them in the dead of night, when all the men in their cabin were asleep. only for bucky’s observation. low and slow, rumbling under his breath, buck’s voice gave him at least that one solitary shred of peace he needed to get through the night.
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th4saapobangpo · 3 months
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MINORS DNI!! I recommend to ignore the caption of most of the videos, please and thank you !!🪽
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hooked-on-elvis · 3 months
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mamasturn · 8 months
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send you away, major gale cleven
pairing: major gale cleven (masters of the air) x black fem oc (eden marie cleven)
content: eden is anxious about having to be separated from her husband when he reveals that he has to serve in England.
an: I was burnt out from writing elvis content, but, now we're on masters of the air content, yay!
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“I’m sorry, baby, but I gotta go.” His voice was a song sung by an old church choir; soothing, warm like her mama’s hugs, then it got disruptive. Like the snares of the drums as the song reached a climax. “They need us in England.” 
The pained look on her face would be engrained in his mind forever. There would be no way for him to forget it. Her thick eyebrows eat in a deep frown, pushing the rest of her features further down. Her eyes, those beautiful brown eyes, glistened with tears. She refused to blink. The gentle rivers would transition to monstrous waterfalls with no dam to keep them at bay. And her lips, full and swollen from tender kisses, quivered as she clenched her jaw to keep her composure. 
“For how long?” Her voice was quiet. Gale sighed heavily and ran a heavy hand through his hair. If he had an answer, he’d give it to her. But, his silence spoke loud enough. She hummed and brushed his hand off her lap and began to trudge upstairs. A defeated sigh came from him. 
“E,” Gale called out. He followed her up the wooden steps. “Eden!” 
His large hand palmed their bedroom door that threatened to push him out. The lamp on her side of the bed was on, the blankets on the left side were pulled back, and she stood in front of the mounted mirror brushing her freshly pressed hair. Her sad expression had morphed into one like stone. He could see her jaw tick as each second passed. 
Gale took slow steps toward her. He could only imagine what she was thinking. Her husband, whom she’d only been married to for six months, was being shipped off to England to assist them in bringing down Germany. How coulde she not be upset? 
Gale stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. His advances didn’t keep her from wrapping her hair and tossing her satin scarf around her head. He leaned down, nose brushing against the shell of her ear. Eden’s breath hitched. His lips followed, pecking at the sensitive area below her ear. He pulled at her skin with his teeth and she whimpered softly, her hand falling on top of his. “Gale…” A warning. 
“Talk to me,” he pleaded. “Please.”
“I don’t want you to leave,” she said after some time. “I knew what I got into when I married you but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m scared, Gale!” Finally, she turned to meet his gaze. So big and blue, they were. Filled with sympathy and remorse. 
“I knew what I was getting into when I married you, but still! I gotta send my husband away and I don’t want to think about the day where someone could knock on the door telling me--”
Gale shushed her softly and pressed her body against his in a tight embrace. His warm hand gripped her chin and tapped softly. She met his eyes. “So let’s not think about that. I leave in three weeks. We’re gonna focus on making these three weeks worthwhile, and we’ll cross the other bridge when we get to it. But I’ll always be with you one way or another, you know that, darlin’. You do know that, don’t you?”
Eden nodded. Gale raised an eyebrow. “I know, baby.” 
Gale hummed and drew invisible lines along the bare skin other thigh. The lace of her slip tickled her leg. His hand inched up slowly. “How about we practice for that final send off?” 
Eden smiled knowingly and broke away from him, peeling the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders her bare body on display. “C’mon, we’ve got all night.” 
All night indeed.
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rosepresley68 · 7 months
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X; Are you going to the doctor again?
Me; if I feel very bad
X; Are you sure that guy is helping you? Maybe you should see someone else.
Me: It's not necessary, he makes me feel good... I-I mean he helps me a lot!
THE DOCTOR;
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thornescratch · 9 months
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This is so mean and so hilarious.
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carnevol · 21 days
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Thanks for the tag @middlingmay, you’re so sweet! I didn’t expect to be tagged among you awesome writers 🤭 I'll just list 5 gifs that took some time and effort and I’m happy with
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thinking insane thoughts….
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theoldmixer · 11 months
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Paul had this picture projected during his show in Australia. Someone posted this on the AKOM fb page and I had never seen it before!
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mythserene · 4 months
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HAMBURG I: It's not just that the narrative becomes so ridiculous, it's that as usual all the other evidence we have contradicts it. George talking about punching Stuart. Stuart's letters. The sourcing voids. “The logbook recorded” nonsense, but a few pages before that the “logbook” is long lost, “unfortunately.” It's like Lewisohn forgot his continuity notebook.
But mostly it's the pictures that put the lie to “Stuart was all and Paul was off moping in a corner.” (And incidentally, very jealous of Pete getting all the best birds.)
I'm sorry but give me a fucking break.
One of my favorite AKOM Fine Tuning eps btw
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luvvleionni · 7 months
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What Beyoncé say “I think I want to go back to school and have my locker full of pictures of youuu”😻😻
also SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER
I absolutely bawled like a baby when curt died
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