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my-chaos-radio · 10 months ago
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Release: March 1, 1971
Lyrics:
I remember to this day
The bright red Georgia clay
How it stuck to the tires after the summer rain
Will power made that old car go
A woman's mind told me that so
Oh, how I wish we were back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travelling and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love being a free man
I can still recall
The wheat fields of St. Paul
And the morning we got caught robbing from an old hen
Old McDonald, he made us work
But then he paid us for what it was worth
Another tank of gas and back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travelling and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love being a free man
I'll never forget the day
We motored stately into big LA
The lights of the city put settling down in my brain
Though it's only been a month or so
That old car's bugging us to go
We gotta get away and get back on the road again
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travelling and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love being a free man
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travelling and living off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love being a free man
Songwriter: Kent Lavoie
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travelling and living off the land
SongFacts:
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deafeningfartfury · 20 days ago
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Hello my friend, I am Abboud from Gaza. My family and I are living in difficult circumstances in light of the war of extermination that we have been exposed to for a year. Look at my condition before the war, how I was and now how I am. I used to live in a safe and warm house and I had my own job and I had a car, but the occupation destroyed everything and look at the diseases that afflict the children of my family. Because of the devastation and widespread diseases, no one helps me because I am weak. My dream is to live in safety and peace. My family and I hope you can imagine my situation and help me and my family donate. Even a small amount can save me and my family. We need. To the basics of life like food and medicine, my friend appreciated my situation and helped me survive. My family and I go a day or two without eating anything because I don't have money. I don't have money to buy food. I'm losing hope in life. Be our lifeline and help me survive
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unioncityblues · 9 months ago
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Debbie Harry on the set of Blondie's music video for "Heart of Glass," 1979.
Photographed by Roberta Bayley.
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 3 months ago
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stupiderat · 4 months ago
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The Trickster, The Fool, and The Lost Children
Harpy Hare Where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say!
part 2 of this post
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stevienicksgifs · 8 months ago
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FLEETWOOD MAC — Dreams (Official Music Video 1977) ☽ [stevie gifs] ☽
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legallybrunettedotcom · 4 months ago
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i'm having a 70s/80s horror summer I youtube link
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atomic-chronoscaph · 9 months ago
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Atari Video Music (1977)
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tvneon · 5 months ago
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And now here's a hand-sized Farrah Fawcett to talk to you about "great balls o' comfort"...
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lustnhim · 7 months ago
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dilf vibes elvis 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
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my-chaos-radio · 2 months ago
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Release: February 25, 1974
Lyrics:
We were together since we were five
She was so pretty
Emma was a star in ev′ryone's eyes.
And when she said she′d be a movie queen
Nobody laughed
Her face like an angel
She could be anything.
Emmalene. Emma
Emmalene
I'm gonna write your name high on that silver screen.
Emmalene
Emma
Emmalene
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world has ever set
At seventeen we were wed
And worked day and night to earn our daily bread.
And ev′ ry day
Emma would go out searching for that play
That never ever came her way.
You know
Sometimes she′d come home so depressed
I'd hear her crying in the back room
Feel so distressed.
And I′d remember back
When she was five
To the words that used to make
Emmalene come alive.
It was Emmalene
Emma
Emmalene
When I opened the bedroom door
It was cold and dark
December night
It read:
To find her Iying still and cold up on the bed;
A love letter Iying on the bedroom floor
Emmalene - Oh Emmalene- Emmalene
Darling, I love you
But I just can't keep on living on dreams no more
I tried so very hard not to leave you alone.
I just can′t keep on tryin' no more
Songwriter:
Tony Wilson / Errol Brown
SongFacts:
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Homepage:
Hot Chocolate
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tinydiorama · 8 months ago
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no man's sky pixel art study.
free wallpaper here!
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brookbee · 1 month ago
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David Bowie as Ziggy Stardust, 1972
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 1 year ago
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thesweetestofdreams · 1 day ago
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hey gorgeous! I was thinking abt a reader who is a bit of a gym rat and her and James become friends in the gym and every day after the gym he tells rem and siri abt this girl and then one day they all meet somewhere (maybe like grocers i dont know) and the other boys fall in love and then next time they are at the gym James asks her to go on a date with all of them in hogsmeade or something cute like that and they all start going out!!!! Obviously just ignore if that sounded horrific, love you!!💞💞
poly!marauders x reader
A/N: OMg thank you so so much for your request!! I can’t tell you how excited it made me and you’re so incredibly kind! I really hope you enjoy and I hope I did your idea justice. Also let me know if you’d want a part two. I have some ideas!
You poke your head around the corner, eyes searching until you find him. A brick wall of a human, well more like a Greek god. You wave when James’ eyes meet yours in the mirror. He drops his weights and you try not to look at his arms, his hands. 
"You're going lighter," you tease instead, gesturing to his abandoned weights. 
"And you're late." He smiles at you.
"Ugh, I know." Little does he know you were obsessing over every part of your outfit and fussing with your hair. You were down bad, but you knew you couldn't be blamed entirely. You'd seen the looks of other girls, and guys, in the gym whenever James was around, yet somehow you seemed to have garnered his attention.
It all started when he saved you from an unsavory man at the bench press. You'd asked him to spot you, but apparently, he had taken that as more of an invitation than it was. He'd followed you around the gym the entire time, ranting on and on about aspects of himself that he thought made him attractive. After a half-hour of cold shoulder, he still didn't back off. He kept trying to put his hand on your waist, persistently asking for your phone number. 
"Take a hint dude," James said, pulling the man's hand off your waist. He tried to brush James off saying something about how you wanted him there. James made eye contact with you and the look you gave was all he needed. "Seriously man, shove off." Finally, after a particularly withering look from James, the man backed off cursing you for being a tease. 
"Thanks," you said, a hand pressed to your lips, clearly shaken. The whole thing made him incredibly angry. He watched your gaze follow the man across the gym, nervous.
"I'm at the weights if you want to join." The rest was history. Since then James made the gym a safe place for friendly competition and you wouldn't trade it for the world. Even if you did dream of the idea of having something more. 
James had been pretty transparent from the beginning about his relationship. The way he talked about them you felt like you practically knew his boyfriends. He talked about the two almost every chance he got. The way he lit up each time you asked about them, you could tell he loved them. 
"Oh don't let me forget I have something for you," he said from his station at the treadmill next to you. "I was telling Remus about that book you were telling me about, and he said he had one you might like." 
The idea of him talking about you in his home to his boyfriend made your head swim. "You were talking about me?" you half laugh half puff. 
"Of course," he said looking at you like it was the silliest question in the world. "I talk about them when I'm with you." 
By the end of it you were both sweaty messes, but you still let him hang an arm on your shoulder as you left. 
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That night James is cooking dinner, and he can’t get his mind off of you. “I'm telling you guys. She's borderline angelic. I mean how can anyone look that good after a workout for real?” 
“I’ve seen you after a good workout Jamesie,” Sirius says, eyes salacious across the kitchen island. 
Pointedly ignoring him, James continues, “She’s just so nice, the sweetest really. I wish you guys could meet her.” He strains noodles over the sink, the steam clouding his glasses. 
“I’m sure she’s lovely, and probably twice as gorgeous as you described, but Remus and I do not do gyms, dear.” 
“You could always invite her for dinner,” Remus says, stirring sauce on the stove. 
“Oh yeah, come on over to my flat and meet my boyfriends even though we never really see each other outside the gym and I could totally be a murderer for all you know.”
“But you’re not a murderer,” Sirius laughs. 
“And how is she supposed to know that?” James pours the pasta into the sauce as Remus stirs.
“If you’re too shy to ask, that’s fine love,” Remus says, knowing exactly what he’s doing. 
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You think the grocery stockers are out to get you. Your favorite granola is always on the highest shelf and this time it’s pushed back ungodly far. You're about to climb the shelves when you hear someone behind you. 
“I can help,” the man says. Of course he has to be drop dead gorgeous with honey brown hair and a worn sweater. 
“Thanks,” you say, trying not to fumble over yourself. 
“Oi Moony, they had your ice cream,” you hear from down the aisle, and to your surprise, you know that voice. 
“James?” you call peering over the shoulder of the man trying to hand you your granola. When you see the dark haired man next to James the pieces start to fall into place. There’s James next to what has to be Sirius and the man in front of you must be…
“Remus, I see you’ve met y/n,” James says walking to the two of you. “He must be putting the moves on you. He would just let us struggle.” James winks at you. Remus, on the other hand, is still reeling from your smile. It was like watching the way he feels when he sees James and Sirius played out right on your pretty features. 
Your almost star struck. It feels like meeting celebrities the way James talks about them. “It’s nice to meet you,” you say, smiling wide, hugging the granola to your chest. “James talks about you all the time.” It’s a funny feeling to have faces to add to all the stories you’ve heard before. 
“Funny, we could say the same thing,” Sirius says, giving James a look you don’t quite understand. 
“Sirius was starting to get jealous,” Remus jokes. 
“Yeah, of James,” Sirius says, winking at you. His flirtatious persona falters for a second when you laugh. He’s caught by the sound, and once it's over he already wants to hear it again. James was right, you're magic. “Who’d have thought we’d find an angel in the cereal aisle of all places.”
“Or the gym.” James smiles. 
They’re flirting with you. It feels nice you have to admit, but it’s starting to make your cheeks burn and your head spin.
“It’s been so lovely to meet you,” you say to them both, “but sadly I have to run.” It’s almost like they deflate. 
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” James asks, expectant. 
“Of course,” you smile, “don’t be late, it’s leg day.” He gives a dramatic groan, but you see his smile never falter. 
As you leave you hear James say, “I told you.” 
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James is all smiles the next day, well he’s usually pretty smiley, but he seems particularly bright today. You got there early just to tease him but his expression winds you. 
“How are you?” James always asks like he truly wants to know. 
You set your shoulders, hands on your hips, “ready to crush you.” He answers with a hearty laugh and you fall into the same comfortable routine you’re used to. First is warm up squats. 
“Remus and Sirius were quite taken with you.” You try to stamp down the butterflies in your stomach. It’s not really working. 
“Me? You’re the ones who could be models.” You hope your flustering comes across closer to being winded. You notice James has stopped and now he’s just standing at your side. “Flattery doesn’t get you out of squats James,” you say pointing a finger to the ground.
“Actually I wanted to ask you something,” he says, he looks shy for once, a hand pulling at the back of his neck. You feel your stomach swoop, but you’re not trying to get your hopes up. 
“Of course,” you say, feeling somewhat like a deer in headlights. 
“Well, we were wondering… I mean I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while now, but now they’re really on me. Anyways,” his gaze meets yours, “would you like to go out sometime… with us?” 
“Like a date?” you ask wide-eyed.
“Yeah,” he smiles, “Only if you’d want to though.” You’ve never seen him actually look nervous before. It’s endearing really, charming even.
“Yes,” you say, you’re practically bouncing on your feet, newly energized. “I’d really like that.” 
James smiles wide, it’s a smile he wears with his whole face, crinkling eyes and dimpled cheeks. Just like that James is critiquing your form and things are back to normal, but really they probably just changed forever. 
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Hogsmeade is bustling with Autumn. Leaves flood the sides of the streets from where they flutter off stray branches. It’s like a scene from the movies except you’re in it and the scene is yours. You could be floating for all you know. 
Sirius is just as charming as James said. The four of you come upon a wishing well, and Sirius declares that you have to toss it over your shoulder for the wish to come true. After four successful tosses he looks at you conspiratorially. “What’d you wish for?” He smiles at you with a tilt of his head like he thinks he could guess, and you feel a blush burning your cheeks. 
“She can’t tell you, Pads, it won’t come true,” Remus says, shaking his head as he falls into step behind you. Remus asks you about the book he recommended. Bashful, you confess you haven’t finished. He feigns shock but it’s short lived. 
“That’s okay, no spoilers then, for now.” He points a finger in warning. “I can’t make any promises for next time.” Next time, you really like the sound of next time. 
As the night marches forward and the weather grows colder you find yourselves in the three broomsticks, steaming butterbeer warming you from the inside out. Talking to them is borderline dizzying. You’ve never had such undivided attention. Remus listens to everything you say like he’s taking notes, and Sirius like he’s drinking you in, hanging off of everything you say. He has a sharpness to his eyes that would be intense if he wasn’t practically melting into James. James smiles like he has everything in the world.
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bebemoon · 3 months ago
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from @slavicarts on ig . valérie a týden divů (197o)
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