Too Silly 😘🥰

babie ♡

dean going sooo dumb and floaty while u scratch his scalp and tenderly caress his face and rub his back! literally humming and nuzzling into you and it makes your heart ache so bad because your poor baby :(((( he js wants to be soft and helddd sooo deeply and he's sooo excited n content to have u dote and love on him, letting you see him in a light he had tried to smother for a long, long time. and you really see dean, so naturally you have to plant like at least a million kisses over his pretty face and smooth over his features gently with your thumbs and squeeze him tight tight tight. and now hes lovingly gazing up at you from underneath his long lashes with green doe eyes, pupils blown big n wide, and it feels like flowers are blooming in your chest. his cheeks are a deep shade of rosy red from blushing at your sugary affection, coating him in a syrupy sweet state of mind, lovesick dopey grin on his face. leaving a trail of sloppy kisses on your soft skin and trapping you under the warm heaviness of his full body weight, his puppy tail would be wagging cus his brain's just so happy and empty, the only thought on his mind is about how he's all yours, yours yours yours!

HIS.

early60s!elvis x reader

an: hihi! this is my first time writing smut and posting it. this is just a little tease.. hope u like c:

cw: NSFW. using fingers for unholy tingz..

it was as if he could sense your slight uncertainty when he whispered, "let me do all the work princess."

his warm, strong hands groped your rear, causing you to slip out a moan. you yearned for him and his warmth; he was your drug, and you were willing to dissipate all your energy and soul to be with him.

you were his.

feeling him rub you through your underwear, you gasped. a simple touch from him could ignite the flame within you. he gently laid you down on the bed.

slyly grinning at your neediness, he spat, "such a needy girl, aren't ya, baby?" in response, you mewled. his voice sent shivers down your spine and gave you butterflies in your stomach.

lowering your panties, he sucked in a breath once he saw your wetness. he slowly dipped two fingers in, causing you to moan as your fluids quickly coated his fingers. his long fingers slightly stretched your hole as they teasingly slipped in and out of you.

a low growl came from his throat as he heard your slight whining, he unziped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. pre-cum leaked from his pink tip, and you were practically salivating at the glorious sight.

"wait," you whispered, "will it fit?" he smirked at your shy tone and concerned face.

his slight southern accent melted onto his words as he lowly said, "it'll fit, honey, you're made for it."

━ forever my idol 🤍࿐

Joan Crawford in Female On The Beach (1955)

Austin now has two little people waiting for him at home.

I believe and trust that Austin wouldn't be clueless as a new dad, especially considering he has a niece just like Austin is very up-to-date on the news. So when he heard about the fad on TikTok of dads using chest support for cameras to record their babies and capture important moments, he thought it was cool. So the next week he came home with a professional mini camera and a chest mount. Austin is a shy and sensitive boy, he cried at the first tooth, word and little steps that were caught on camera. Being a father was a blessing for him and he couldn't ask for more I really think Austin is a boy who whispers in your ear whenever he can how much he loves you along with how thankful he is for the family you gave him, his first trip as a family would be to Disney, don't ask questions but even Austin could be the most excited.

I secretly think and imagine how adorable it would be to have the "couple" with Austin, a mini boy copy of him and a mini girl copy of you but with inverted personalities.

me maladaptive daydreaming about the most recent ff i've read (i need psychological attention not an iphone)

FANTASY

70s!elvis x reader

an: been a while, but i'm back! sorry y'all ♡ let me know if you enjoy this ^_^

cw: NSFW

sitting him down on his chair. you kiss his lips ever so gently and begin lowering yourself till your knees hit the floor. you wanted to show him your devotion to him. he could feel the love radiating from your soft kisses against his thighs.

"'s alright.. ya ain't have 'ta do this honey.." his strong voice purred. you looked at him through your lashes with a hazy and lustful look. your eyes clogged his thoughts and drove him insane. with one look of yours he melted like honey right onto the palms of your hands.

"i need this, elvis," you whispered, "i need all of you." as soon as you said those words, his breath hitched, and he could feel his cock twitching. your voice was sweet as honey, and your words oh so gentle.

"baby?"

hearing your nickname made you twitch slightly. you looked up to him, but a sudden blurriness distorted your view. "elvis?" you called out. everything quickly went black, a sudden thump was heard, and you were in pain.

"baby!" cheerily- yet concerned, shouted your friend millie.

it was all a dream, and now you have a bruise, but not for a good reason. that dream was so sensual, you fell off your bed. "oh gosh- millie.. good morning-" you groaned, as she helped you stand up.

it was all just another night of living your dirty elvis fantasy through your dream.

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.

Lana Del Rey for Obsession magazine (🇫🇷 '2012)

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 !!

SO CUTEEEE.. i need him 🤗🤗 this was teew cute

NO.1 ; a taken man is off limits.

You weren't going to let Benny go; you couldn't, you had heard among your friends that stupid trick of marking territory? if that's what they were talking about. You thought maybe it was over the top and provocative. You thought it, but then you started biting your nails nervously, turning your head while sitting on Benny's lap, you saw that. You saw the looks on the faces of those eager girls who wished they were in your place, but you'd earned it, it wasn't fair for someone to try to sabotage you. So you did it, totally discreetly, didn't you? Well yes, you started leaving things at Benny's house, among his things, his clothes and on his motorbike. You took advantage of that summer afternoon when you were both sweating body to body on his motorbike to complain about your scarf, say no more! it ended up tied on one of Benny's bike handles, your scarf lasted a long time there, curious looks from the vandals. It was a long time before Benny paid attention to your nervous look traveling all over his bike. "It's ‘kay, it makes me look more harmless" he said to you before kissing your soft lips. Your hair bows were also another story, tying them in his vandal jacket to keep them from ending up misplaced and lying in some corner, dirty. He wanted to take care of you, and everything to do with you, your hair scrunchies around his wrist, your hair clips around his belt fastened or your coat folded in his lap while you talked to the other girls! oh wow...quickly Benny Cross was crossed off the list of single vandals.

giggling so bad!