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60′s-80′s “Halloween Sale” newspaper typography (via: newspapers.com)

𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: The one day Eddie doesn’t have a hellfire meeting, or band practice, or a gig at the Hideout, or a deal to make, is Sunday. Because he dedicates Sundays to you. You both love Sundays because it is a 24 hour period of pure domestic bliss… unless one of the kids comes to Eddie’s trailer to hang out. But they soon learned that Sundays are for the “gross” couple.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.8k and growing (wip)

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: will be mostly fluff but check each part for specific warnings/contents

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: multi-part fic (but each part can be read as an individual oneshot)

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲

more to come…

During band introductions Elvis accidentally knocks over his Gatorade by pulling on the microphone cord. Las Vegas, Nevada. August 12, 1970. Dinner show

plenty of emotions.

This is a public call: does anyone know of any good George Harrison fics?? I have read so many but I need more!! Can be any type of George; teddy, beatle, dilf, gardener, au, ANYTHING😭 any recommendations are appreciated

I miss when things used to be a bit ugly…. That’s when people had so much fun… now everyone is beautiful and untouchable and boring and sterilized…. Maybe fashion was weird back in the day and no one took proper care of their skin n whatever but at least people were having fun, at least people tried to be original and weird and fun instead of just being online . Maybe Sumtimes U have 2 go out on a summer day and have so much fun that u forgot to reapply sunscreen…. Maybe that’s what life is about ! Hmm….