#elvis and kathy

[hooked-on-elvis]

Elvis and Kathy Westmoreland. 70s.

[vintagepresley]

Lmaoooo. “Little girl who does our high voice singing” I love whenever he says that 😂

[doll-elvis]

“Elvis just stood there, pointed at me from across the room and proclaimed, “You’ll always belong to me Kathy.” He was looking right through me, “You’ll understand it farther along.” I really had an inexplicable feeling that this was not just a simple jealous statement because in his eyes I saw the look of prophecy. Did he know something I didn’t know? His statement did in fact end up being prophetic because here I am, even ten years later, appearing at his fan club birthday celebrations” - Kathy Westmoreland

catch us in ten years still keeping the elvis tag alive🫡

(excerpt from “Elvis and Kathy)

[bikinikillarchives]

bikini kill performing at Velvet Elvis Arts Lounge Theatre, Seattle, WA, May 22, 1994. with Lync and Team Dresch. more from this show here!

[presleygarden]

“Our reunion was as if there never was an argument, and as if our parting had only been a few hours instead of weeks.

He wanted me to stay in his penthouse suite that night and of course I did.

Forgotten were all the resolutions, the hours of agony and recriminations, the determination to get out of the hopeless situation I was in.

Instead there was only the thought of being with him again, sitting in bed read­ing and exchanging ideas.

The lovemaking that made me forget tomorrow’s, yesterday’s and his marital status.

It made me forget that a married man never shares holidays, the lonely times, the sad times, and the times of crisis.

Elvis just wiped all the pain from my heart and mind with one touch, one smile and one of his kisses could make me forget there was such a thing as the future.

I just enjoyed the time I had with him and expected no more.”

-kathy westmoreland

side note: and within a month, their intimate relationship ended & would never rekindle. same pattern. same cycle. same story.

he got so carried away in the early parts of his relationships by these overpowering emotions & dreams of finding a mirror soul.

it easily led to these delusions of closeness. no matter how right he was about feeling energetic or spiritual pulls towards his partners, he still needed to ease up and find patience.

to wait until light was shed on a persons real self. because once he spent enough time with that person & the hypersensitivity wore off, he would start to see true colors & realities.

in this case, kathy was uncomfortable with who he truly was as a man. she wasn't down with his way of life. once that as he did with literal etres isle barrer he said ever had in his entire life.

like kathy wrote in her book-

she lost her mind at him and told him she wasn’t okay with their relationship one time & afterwards, she watched as he started withdrawing from her in less then 24 hours.

he didn't fight for his relationships.

especially ones he felt were a lost cause.

he hardly put in the effort to keep anyone around. if that pattern was broken, so much would have changed for him.

love isn't easy.

you have to fight for the things you love. let that sink in.

[djkerr]

Gary Cole on the Today Show (April 7, 2015) getting lots of hair and mustache attention. 🩶🦊

[source]

[dirtyriver]

Bobby Darin, Connie Francis, Elvis Presley and Ricky Nelson cameos in "The Disc Jockey's Delight!", Kathy #22, April 1963, written by Stan Lee, art by Stan Goldberg

[yoursinharmony]

BLUE CHRISTMAS - Elvis Presley (Low Bass Singer Cover by Geoff Castellucci)

This has such a funny and adorable twist to it 😍 Watch out for all the Easter eggs!

[septembersghost]

this was on twitter...how many times have i written about how things find us when the universe knows we need them most, when our hearts are most receptive, when we can fully understand that love...this is the spirit of what i meant. what's meant to be yours will always find its way to you.

[sterlinggalaxy13]

Elvis: " Where are we going, Big Brother?"

Marcus: " You and me will go to *Sunset Sarsaparilla amusement park and see what pre-war stuff they got over there!"

* sunset sarsaparilla amusement park that I made it up!! *

[iloveelvisss]

"Oh, don't stop on our account."

Prompt writing!! I found a prompt list on Pinterest, and I wanted to try one of them. Lmk if you like it and want more prompts, oh and give me prompts if you want!! Xoxo, your author <3

Arguing. That's what you and Elvis were doing, and the best part? You had both forgotten that you had company, and said company just so happened to be the author doing a book on your marriage.

"I oughtta wring yer neck, woman! Stop accusin' me of shit that ain't true! It ain't an affair if ya knew the whole time!"

"Oh?! Is that right?! Ya think that I was just happy as can be that my husband was fuckin' his backup singer?! I only knew 'cause she thought I wanted to leave ya!" You were far beyond shouting, so it was more properly full on fighting— not just arguing.

The author looked back and forth between the couple in front of her, eagerly listening to everything that spouted from your mouths. The King and his sweet lil' Queen weren't as perfect as the press made it seem.

All she had asked was what your thoughts were on all the traveling Elvis had to do for his career, and she unknowingly sparked a dorment flame within you. Memories of the phone call that you accidentally answered that day— Kathy Westmoreland's innocent voice telling you thank you for letting her experience Elvis' love too. Poor woman had no clue you were in the dark— she was in the dark too. And when you confronted the man himself, he said he forgot to mention he was seeing someone like every other time.

"Baby, I didn't plan on keepin' it from ya like that! And it ain't my fault she made her own assumptions! I never told her we weren't happy, she just thought we weren't!" Elvis tries, and fails, to grab your flailing hand. You yank it away and smack his hand away from you.

You run your hand through your hair, messing it up. "The fact that ya let her assume that is just as bad! I would've let ya pursue her if ya had just asked! I would've happily told her how I felt if ya had just let me know ya had another gal! I ain't one to judge ya for yer adventures, Elvis, ya know that! But being lied to hurt me!"

"And I said I was sorry, Satnin! That should be the end of it!"

Your eyes snap up to his immediately, the anger absolutely radiating off of you in waves that could rival the ocean. "End of it, huh?! I couldn't'a said it better! I'll serve ya the papers as soon as I can!"

You turn and get three steps to the arched threshold of the living room before you're yanked back. Your face flies into his chest before he grabs it and holds you steady.

"Now you listen here, woman, and listen good. I. Am. Sorry. But, so help me, if ya ever threaten me like that again, ya won't walk for weeks. I'll tan yer hide somethin' nasty, y'hear?" He lowers his head so that he's eye level with you, and his voice evens out to an almost scary calm.

And then it seems to hit both of you, your heads slowly turning to the one-woman audience. The look on her face makes you think all she needs is a coke and a popcorn, and she'd be all set.

You go to apologize or say literally anything to save you and your husband from the hole you've so obviously dug for yourselves, but she raises a hand and stops you. Her response shocks you, "Oh, please, don't stop on my account."

And the smirk that accompanies her statement is simultaneously friendly and wicked.

You can't help but feel as though the book that is due to come out in a year will have a chapter documenting this... interesting insight into the lives of the world's power couple. It makes you wince in premeditated embarrassment. And yet Elvis just laughs— a hearty laugh, and it only enables you, and soon all three of you are giggling like children.

I know it’s super short, sorry! But I liked it, and wanted to get it out before I started hating it. Please either comment or leave requests in my inbox if you want!! I’d like to do more prompts or even just requests for regular fics. Love all of you, my lovies!!

[hooked-on-elvis]

"ELVIS ON TOUR" (1972)

GIFS — OPENING AND ENDING SCENES

[elvisvideos]

From Kathy Westmoreland's book, "Elvis and Kathy". On page 61 and 62 she describes what making love to Elvis was like:

[doll-elvis]

“I think the only real love affair Elvis had was with his fans. He had the special ability in his delivery of a song to make almost every person believe that he was singing directly to them and them alone”

(excerpt from “Elvis and Kathy” by Kathy Westmoreland)

[bikinikillarchives]

bikini kill performing at Velvet Elvis Arts Lounge Theatre, Seattle, WA, May 22, 1994. more from this show here!

[presleygarden]

story by kathy westmoreland 💭 august, 1970

“I feel like I can’t get close enough to you.

Even though I feel more aware of you and closer to you than any person I have ever met— I can’t get close enough.

Dammit, Kathy, this love I have for you, it’s just so different! It’s every kind of love I can imagine and I need you. You already belong to me.

You’ll always belong to me.”

He spoke to me in a slightly raised voice.

He watched me for a reaction as he delivered a smirky smile and shook his head, blowing out a huge burst of air from his lips.

I was at a loss for words.

Lord, what was he saying?

What did he just say?

I belong to him?

“You’ll understand it...farther along.” He added.

“The first time I saw you, met you, I couldn’t move.

I just stood there like an idiot, and could hardly speak. I just knew I ‘knew’ you, and I still know that I’ve been waiting for you all of my life.

I don’t understand it.

But you know what I did?

When I got into my dressing room I just thought, ‘Oh, boy! I’m in trouble! I’m in big trouble now. Oh, God! Why didn’t they send me a big ugly soprano?’ “

As he said this, he slapped his forehead so hard that he actually fell backwards.

We both broke out in the loudest laughter at the worst possible moment.

Once we gathered ourselves, he continued.

“I’ve never been so ‘aware’ of anyone before, Kathy.

I don’t know what “we” are about yet or what this means, but I know I love you and I know you understand me. And I know I understand you!”

He then whispered—as if he feared my answer—by hanging his head slightly while looking away before he spoke, “I want you to stay with me tonight.”

I felt an instant sense of discomfort at his request. He could tell I was uncomfortable with the idea of staying the night with a married man.

As if he was trying to put my mind at ease, he reached out to me and pulled me in for a tight hug that lingered as he spoke.

“I can’t remember where or when you happened to me, honey. Why don’t I remember not loving you?

It’s as if you have always been apart of me.”

side note: something bout them leo girlies 🌩️🌊🤍🪽