[ Cigar Hangin' From Your Lips, I Said "Hon, You Never Looked So Beautiful As You Do Now, My Man." ]

like we’re Elvis’s new girlfriend and he wants us to meet v*rnon and Gladys, so he invites us to dinner at Graceland😇😇and the era is like 1954-1960 or something

Lunch with the Presley family!

You know I think of a young Elvis and all I see is a tender young shy guy radiating talent, you were baking cookies when the phone rang. Elvis' voice brought news that made butterflies flutter in your stomach. In your excitement, you almost burned the cookies that took you all morning. You quickly wrapped them up, put them in a basket and hurried to shower. You wear your best dress, wear your make-up carefully and choose your favourite shoes. The tight curls of your hair loosened just in time for your mother to warn you that Elvis was already waiting for you. Clutching Elvis's hand all the way to his house, he kept saying how beautiful you looked.

Approaching his house felt surreal; you were about to make your first impression, you greeted his parents with a shy smile, and they warmly praised you a LOT. Throughout the lunch, you held Elvis's hand, and he didn't let go. His mother invited you into the kitchen, where you showed her the cookies you'd brought, which were part of the snack that day. You were convinced that every smile was genuine that day. Elvis reassured you, swearing that his parents loved you.

From that day on you would definitely start going to the Presley house more often.

this got deleted and I had to START over, I hope it's good ;´(

oh how i loved this!!! <3

Crystal Tears

You know I loved to see Benny crying, he IS my weakness.

When you met Benny, you knew something; he was a very difficult book to read, the kind you have to read the same page about five times to try to find some detail or understand something. But you wanted to get inside, to know what every gesture or movement meant. It didn't scare you when you saw his beautiful wet eyelashes and little crystalline tears trickling down his flushed cheeks ;( His soft lips trembled and you knew he was yours, that you could finally start the book. You used to hug Benny tightly. You didn't know if you were afraid he would leave or you just felt safe (probably both), but Benny couldn't do it, no. His eyes watered at the thought of leaving you. You had done so much for him, you used to whisper pretty cute things to him, noticing that little reddish detail coming out of his soft skin, and you ran your fingers into his beard, stroking it as if he were something precious. He deserved that, he deserved to be loved, and Benny's crystal tears began to appear more often. Not because of something bad, no, Benny learned to open up, to trust, to know that crying wasn't wrong and never would be.

oh ;(

stop i love them so much ☹️🥹

"Give me a kiss

Big daddy, you so pretty (So pretty)"

~ Ya Ya - Beyoncé ♡

WOOHOO!! eva's first fic and it's the cutest ♡

- milkshakes & romance ᧔o᧓

it's the summer of 1955, elvis' record is popular over town and is still on the hayride. it's the evening, there's a knock at the door, a very recognisable knock. your mother opens the door to a boy in a pink suit with the most beautiful blue eyes you could ever see. "elvis is here!" she shouts up the stairs, you go down and smile softly when you see him, he smiles back. "hi" you say, looking up at him "hi, baby" he says in a warm tone. you say goodbye to your mother and go down to his car, he opens the door and you thank him. he parks outside a diner in town, opening the car and diner door for you. he says he will order for you and goes up to do exactly that while you sit there. it's insane, you two were in highschool together but you were to shy to speak to him, he's introverted anyway but it's still scary. he sits down, with two milkshakes. you begin talking and giggling at some things he says, he then asks:

"why didn't you say hi?"

"when?"

"when you saw me around..at school, i mean"

a small blush grew on your face, "um, i don't know. i guess i didn't know what you would say if i wanted to speak to you" he almost laughs, "i wouldn't mind, i love speaking to you. i love you" as he says this your blush grows more.

he brings you back to his house and you both talk and laugh. laying with your head resting against his chest and fallen asleep, he notices and whispers "i love you" and kisses the top of your head. he soon drifts off to sleep.

gladys says to vernon she's going to check on you both, she opens the door and a little light shines in. she smiles st the sight of the two lovers in eachothers arms, completely asleep. she slowly shuts the door.

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this is my first fic so sorry if you don't like it !!

me irl

[ Hello-o-o, you are lookin' so fine, so fine

Fantasy about you's like a gold mine, gold mine ]

Meet Me In The Pale Moonlight (a.k.a Dirty Elvis Fantasy) ~ Lana Del Rey ♡

[ You make me wanna be like one of those girls from

the 1950's

Wearing those big pearls

I'll cook you breakfast

Coffee on your desk, yes ]

- Puppy Love ~ Lana Del Rey ♡

im going crazy with all that benny stuff

I imagine what Benny might be like teaching you how to ride a bike, I don't know... him holding your hips so you feel comfortable, not slipping or hurting yourself with a heavy part of the mechanism o the seat itself and explaining things he knows you'll forget in the next ten minutes. I even think of Benny talking to you enthusiastically about motorbikes and you can only nod in confusion as you tend to his wounds. I'M NOT OKAY.

I finally finished reading this biography and I have to tell you, while it doesn’t make me admire or love him any less, it made me sad and furious. Actually, it broke my heart. According to this bio, he was a self-destructive time bomb. He consistently did everything he could to undo any progress that had been made to improve his physical and mental well-being. Obviously, there were people in his life, leeches, that liked it that way. They gave him what he wanted so they could, in turn, get what they wanted. Ginger…never wanted him. She and her family were there for money. Disgusting.

Dr. Nic was likely one of the people that kept him alive until he was 42, yet he was the doctor that was implicated in causing his demise.

He did a lot of things wrong, but he must have done a lot more things right. If this were not true, we would not still be listening to his music, watching his movies, and talking about him. He is a legend that left many stories across the music and film industry. He is truly a cultural icon.