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Norvel Hayes - God's Power Through Laying on of Hands - Harrison House - 1982
#witches#healers#occult#vintage#god's power through laying on of hands#harrison house#norvel hayes#god#god's power#hands#laying on of hands#1982#healing#imposition
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August 66 was insane. Look at them
#these are rich gay husbands with a holiday house in the Hamptons#one o my favourite John looks ever!#paul mccartney#the beatles#john lennon#george harrison#ringo starr#classic rock#beatles#richard starkey#mclennon
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Images (Robert Altman, 1972)
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George Harrison in 1974 be like…
#this is why he wasn’t invited to the beach house in la#stop giving away john’s secrets when he’s trying to get his boyfriend back#anyway I told you rachel is paul#paul mccartney#john lennon#george harrison#john and paul#the beatles
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A silly poster I whipped up today. The idea of someone being like “oh, I love talking heads!” And you hitting them with the “woah, me too; do you have a favourite song?” And them being like “what? I was referring to when you can’t see the body of the person being interviewed” wriggled its way in and wouldn’t come out. Anyway, this is the result!
#talking heads#my art#poster#graphic design#illustrator#photoshop#David Byrne#Tina Weymouth#chris frantz#Jerry Harrison#stop making sense#talking heads 77#fear of music#speaking in tongues#psycho killer#this must be the place#burning down the house#tv#television#song#music#funny#silly#design#black and white#inverse colors
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Jerry's dancing in Stop Making Sense
#i love those moves#when he pops into frame during Burning Down the House I just fksjdhs#jerry harrison#talking heads#my edit#sms#stop making sense
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#it's just one of those days#that the beatles have been on my mind constantly#especially ringo and paul ahh#I'm so scared for them#I'm gonna lose it if something happens to them i swear#anyways cheers!!#party rockers in the house tonight#the beatles#ringo starr#john lennon#paul mccartney#george harrison#beatles#memes
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Brian being told that Ed Sullivan wants to speak with him and his childlike glee is maybe my favourite thing I‘ve read in Pete‘s book so far
(Extract from Pete Shotton‘s, John Lennon - In my Life)
#brian epstein#the beatles#paul mccartney#john lennon#ringo starr#george harrison#beatles#it’s always brian epstein appreciation day in this house#ed sullivan#pete shotton#pete shotton: in my life
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Date Night Drizzles
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requested by @youreatotalposer <3
a/n: welcome to my first autumn fic! i’ve never written for isabela merced before (and there’s little to no fics out there) so i hope you enjoy!
✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ pairing: isabela merced x reader
✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ warnings: haunted house descriptions/descriptions of blood and violence, dominant but scared reader, nudity, bathing, ending with lots of cheesy fluff
✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ description: you and your girlfriend plan a haunted house date together to her demise, even if it seems you’re the one who spooks in the end. at the end of the night, your date gets rained out, but that doesn’t discourage you from having a good time.
✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ word count: 2.1k
“Baby, where are you? You said you would be here 15 minutes ago?”
While you had been busy getting put together and dressed, your girlfriend was on her way to pick you up. She lived about 30 minutes away, but just enough time that it felt like forever.
“I’m sorry, it takes a while to look this good,” she said. It was almost like you could see that sly smile on the other side of the phone.
“Just tell me, have you even left the house yet?” It was radio silence. “Izzy, come onnnn,” you dragged.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she laughed. “If it makes you feel better, I have so many clothes to hang back up when I come back. It’s like my own personal punishment for having a fashion crisis.”
“We’re not going to Paris Fashion Week, it’s just a haunted house.”
“It’s never just anything. Everything is important when I’m with you.”
You made an ‘ick’ noise. “How about you just focus on the road and I’ll talk to you when you get here.”
“Ha ha,” she said mockingly.
“Drive safe, my love.”
“I will, I promise. I love you, byeee.” She hung up and left you smiling.
Even though you saw each other every week, there never seemed to be enough time together. It made things worse that your parents were so strict, which made it seem like there was no end in sight.
You waited about 20 minutes before you heard a horn honk outside, signaling that Isabela was waiting outside for you. Your parents didn’t approve of her much, so she usually waited outside.
When you went down the stairs, your parents looked nicely dressed and were busy gathering their things.
“Oh good, there you are,” your mother said. “Me and your father are going to a charity event so we probably won’t be home until midnight.”
“That’s fine, me and Izzy are going to the haunted house so we shouldn’t be long.” The car honked for longer this time. “I should go.”
You left the house without another word because you knew better. All of your anxiety seemed to melt away as soon as you saw Isabela sitting in the car. She smiled and your heart swelled.
“Hi, baby!” She cleared her passengers seat by throwing things in the back seat. She was never known for her organization but it suited her perfectly.
You hopped in the car and greeted your girl with a kiss. A week was too long by your standard.
“Let’s get out of here before my parents see me,” you said while buckling your seatbelt. “There’s good news though!” You looked over at her with a smirk.
“Oh god, that could mean anything,” she groaned. “What is it now?”
“The parents are going to a ‘charity event’ and they’re going to be home late.”
“A charity event? It’s literally the middle of the afternoon and they’re not going to be back until midnight?” Isabela looked at you with a confused expression. “Your parents are weird y/n, I’m not going to lie to you.”
You laughed. “Tell me something I don’t know. Did you hear me though, they’re going to be home late,” you smirked.
“You’re so dirty,” she said.
“Oh come on, not everything has to be dirty. I was simply only thinking about spending more quality time with my girl of course.”
“Yeah, yeah,” she giggled.
As you drove through your neighborhood, and the ones that followed, you admired the thoughtfully placed halloween decorations in the lawn of every yard. Even though Southern California didn’t have the exact fall feel that you yearned for, people made sure to make up for it with decorations and events.
“I still can’t believe you’re making me do this,” Isabela said. “I’m only doing it for you, I hope you know that.”
“That’s precisely why we’re going. Plus, the haunted house isn’t supposed to be that scary,” you tried to calm her nerves. You knew, in fact, that it was scary. This was the only way you could convince her to go, which was probably low on your part but you couldn’t help it.
“Only if I can hide behind you when it gets scary,” she frowned.
“Why do you think we’re going in the first place?” you joked.
The closer you got to the farm, the more nervous Isabela visibly became. You started to feel a bit bad about making her come in the first place.
“Baby, if you want to turn around, we don’t have to go.”
“No, I want to go, for you,” she explained. “Maybe it can be some kind of exposure therapy for me.” She gave you a weak smile that you didn’t believe, but she kept driving.
When you arrived, there were floods of people waiting in line. There were plenty of costumes and masked people to go around, but the two of you decided to play it safe without costumes.
The weather was humid outside, which usually meant rain was on its way. You looked to the sky to find most of it a dark gray color.
“Of course the first time it rains this season would be tonight,” Isabela complained.
“Don't worry, I’m not going to let it ruin our night,” you reassured her.
The two of you waited in line until it was finally your turn. “Tickets please,” the person at the ticket booth said. You pulled your phone out so that they may scan your tickets to let you inside. “Have a scaryyy good time” they said unenthusiastically.
You chuckled to yourself as you both walked away. “See, that may very well be the scariest thing you see tonight,” you joked.
“I hope you’re right,” Isabela laughed.
A loud clap of thunder sounded through the sky, making Isabela nearly jump out of her skin. She quickly grabbed hold of your hand and didn’t let go. You looked down to see your knuckles white as a ghost, but you didn’t mind.
The grip on your hand only tightened as you both slowly walked inside the foreboding house in front of you. You could hear the screams of others being frightened all throughout the maze of horror.
There was no denying, you seemed to be scared yourself. It was too quiet for comfort and you found yourself anticipating the worst.
The room was black and narrow but you slowly walked through together. “Are you okay?” you whispered to Isabela.
“Yeah… you?”
“I’m, uh, okay.”
Suddenly, someone dressed as a bloody zombie jumped out from the wall and yelled in your face. You and Isabela both screamed and held on tighter to one another.
The scares didn’t seem to stop as you walked on. The scarers hid in every crevice possible to try and elicit screams and frights from every willing attendee. There were skeletons, mangled dolls, beheaded people, and any other nightmares that they could conjure up.
You felt yourself shaking. “Babe, are you okay? You’re freaking out more than me, I didn’t think that was possible,” she laughed a little to herself.
“Oh yeah, I’m good. I’ve got you,” you lied through your teeth.
You hit a dead part of the haunted house, but you knew it wasn’t over just yet. You traveled towards the light where you heard the noise of chainsaws and screaming.
Now, before you, was a dimly lit room that imitated an old fashioned doctors office. There were people covered in blood that were thrashing on the tables while a psychotic looking doctor waved a chainsaw around them.
Your body recoiled and you felt like you were going to vomit. The scene had the opposite reaction for Isabela, as she started to laugh.
“This shit looks so fake,” she said while covering her mouth to chuckle.
“Yeah, hah, it’s super fake,” you lied.
“This is really scaring you huh?” Isabela said, concerned for your behavior. “Come on, let’s try and find a way out of here.”
For the rest of the journey to find the exit, you spent it covering your ears and closing your eyes. All that was left to lead you was your girlfriend who guided you as accurately as she could through the dark hallways.
You dodged scarers and props that hung in your way, and you could tell you were almost out of the hell house by the way the rain sounded as you got closer. It sounded like bullets on a tin roof and suddenly you were already drenched.
“We made it out, baby, everything’s okay,” Isabela coaxed you.
“And even better, we’re soaking wet.”
She looked at you and smiled, and you did the same back. Suddenly, you both started laughing. Something about the moment seemed both right and wrong.
Once brought out of your laughing spell, you both ran hand in hand back to the car together. You quickly sat down and turned on the heat now that you were both frozen to the bone.
“I think it’s safe to say I conquered my fear,” Isabela said with a shiver.
“Wish I could say the same,” you half-chuckled.
“But you were so brave.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
“Don’t mock, it was gross! I didn’t know it was going to be that violent.”
“Come on, let’s just get you home, casanova.” You gave her a light punch on the shoulder. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it!”
You shook your head and laughed. You knew she meant well, but your pride definitely hurt and your dignity was left in the haunted house.
Isabela drove back to your house while you listened to music and the rainfall hammering down on the windshield. The weather wasn’t ideal, but you had to admit it made for a cozy night after all.
Once you got home, you ensured that your parents were indeed still gone and you brought Isabela inside. You tried your best to run upstairs so as to avoid water littering the floors.
“I’ve got an idea,” you said, once entering your room. “I’ll be right back.”
You escaped to the bathroom and turned on the hot water to start running in the bathtub. You added bath salts and bubbles to the water to make it just right. In addition, you rummaged through the cabinet to find candles and lit them as well.
Once everything was perfectly arranged, you shed your clothes and eased into the water. When you were settled, you yelled for Isabela to join you in the bathroom.
As she opened the door, she smirked at you. “I told you that you’re dirty.”
“Oh come on, not even ‘romantic?’”
“Okay fine, a little romantic.” She walked over to you and trailed kisses from your forehead down to your lips.
“Now get in, it’s not going to stay warm forever.”
Isabela shivered and she quickly took her wet clothes off and left them in a heap on the floor. You reached your hand out from the water to help her in, and she gently sat down between your legs with her back to your chest.
She laid her head back against your chest with a ‘hum.’ “I think this is just what we needed,” you said.
“To see me naked?”
“Well, always, even though I meant the bath.”
“I know what you meant,” Isabela said with a guilty smirk. She tilted her head back to look at you, her big brown eyes fluttering in the dim light.
“I know the night didn’t go exactly how I planned but-”
“Shhh,” Isabela said, “it was perfect just the way it happened. I wouldn’t change a thing.”
“Now I know that’s a lie,” you laughed. “I nearly had a heart attack when that doctor cut through that guy’s stomach.”
“It was funny, I’ll admit,” Isabela laughed with you. You could feel her giggles against your body, making it the sweetest feeling in the world. “Just a thought, don’t you think it would be kind of horrifying if your parents were to come home early and find us both in the bath, naked with each other?”
You thought for a moment in silence. “You’re probably right. Why don’t we move this party to the living room?”
She nodded, and just like before, you both were out of the bath just as you had come. You gave Isabela sweatpants and a sweatshirt to borrow while her clothes were drying and you both went downstairs with a pile of blankets in hand.
You spread them out on the floor, along with pillows to lay against. You both laid down on the blanket bed you had created and got comfortable together.
Isabela took the liberty of stealing the television remote. She was perusing the channels and movie options when she gasped.
“‘Practical Magic!’ We’re totally watching this.” She clicked the play button and got comfortable against your chest.
You couldn’t imagine a greater way to spend a rainy night together, even if the events preceding put a damper on your confidence. There was no greater place to be than here, with your girl.
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Beatles DrawTober and Eda
Bonus sketch vvv
#the beatles#beatles drawtober#paul mccartney#john lennon#george harrison#beatles#ringo starr#makz artz#the beatles fanart#toh#eda#eda clawthorne#eda the owl lady#the owl house#owl house#fanart#toh fanart#traditional art#digital art#artist of tumblr
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This fucking photoshoot is going to put me in the hospital.
#harrison ford#the man the myth the legend#honestly its so fucking unfair i was not born early enough to be his controversially young girlfriend#i mean never say never but my window is severely shrinking unfortunately and hes happily married#if i had a time machine the first and only thing im doing is going back in time to be his wife.#i will bear his children i will clean his house i will make him dinner i will sit in his wood shop i will work on his planes#i will fuck him so good harrison give me one chance please lord
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The face I make when someone says anything negative about ewan mitchell.
He’s just a cutie pie 🥰
#ewan mitchell#ewan nation#ewanverse#michael gavey#aemond#aemond targaryen#aemond targaryen smut#house of the dragon#george harrison
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I hate being that bitch but I always thought it was incredibly poetic that after all is said and done and the Lennon&McCartney talk, this is the most listened to Beatles song on Spotify.
#in this house we love george#very much#imagine watching lennon and mccartney devouring each other up and coming up with here comes the sun as a result#that's some real shit#george harrison#mclennon
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Images (Robert Altman, 1972)
#Films watched in 2024#Images#Robert Altman#1972#Susannah York#Cathryn Harrison#René Auberjonois#Rene Auberjonois#horror#seis#hands#drama#intrigue#psychological thriller#puzzle#murder#mental illness#reflections#knife#house
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I am fully aware that "Avengers" edits are now borderline cringe, having gone out of style at least 2 election cycles ago, but this made me smile.
#politics#U.S. politics#fuck trump#rot in piss orange devil#twitter#avengers#mcu#if you're not hugely in touch w/US politics here's a cheat sheet:#khive = commited Kamala Harris supporters#AKA = Alpha Kappa Alpha sorority#the CBC = Congressional Black Caucus#Hakeem = Dem. House Caucus Leader Hakeem Jeffries#Gavin = California Gov. Gavin Newsom#Shapiro = Pennsylvania Gov. Josh Shapiro#AOC = Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez#Andy = Kentucky Gov. Andy Beschear#Pete = Transportation Sec. Pete Buttegieg#Big Gretch = Michigan Gov. Gretchen Whitmer#Jaime = Democratic Nat. Committee head Jaime Harrison
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