#Elvis

[t00thpasteface]

i said i'd do it and i did it. now i can quantify exactly how elvisy all my faves are... and you can, too!

feel free to spread this bad boy around maybe??? but here it is for some exemplary faves of mine:

a couple notes:

actual perfect score with full bonus points is 15/10

feel free to fudge the numbers in whatever direction you think is funnier; this operates on roger rabbit rules and i want you, person reading this, to be able to say so-and-so is "a 9 out of 10 on the elvis scale" for comedic effect if you truly want to

↑ this is why i counted hawkeye's gross martinis as "food"

#shebbz shoutz #shebbz editz #elvis #character sheet

[lustnhim]

karate elvis 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

inspired by @from-memphis-with-love

#70s elvis #elvis presley #elvis presley x reader #60s elvis #elvis #elvis aaron presley #elvis imagine #elvis photos #karate #elvis karate #elvis the pelvis #elvis the king #elvis x reader #70s #rock and roll #big daddy elvis #elvis fans #50s elvis #elvis fanfiction #elvis smut #elvis presley fanfiction #austin butler #elvis presely smut #60s

[presleybutlervsp]

April 25, 1912

Gladys Love Smith, Elvis' Mother, was born in Pontotoc County, MS to Doll and Bob Smith.

#elvisaaronpresley #elvispresley #elvis #graceland #elvis history #elvishistory #tcb #elvis fans #elvis presley #elvis the pelvis #elvis music #elvis the king #50s elvis #gladys presley #vernon presley

[hooked-on-elvis]

"How could Elvis be so affectionate?"

He's got it from his momma. ♥

Happy birthday, Gladys! ♥

Gladys Love Presley (1912-1958)

#gladys presley #April 25th #elvis presley #the presleys #elvis #elvis the king #elvis fans #elvis fandom #elvis history

[sissylittlefeather]

Sissy- I’m so excited you reached your 500 follower mark. You’re very talented and I love sharing this little Elvisey corner with you. ✨

This photo of him is gorgeous and dreamy and sort of gives me Sissy poetry vibes. I’ll trust you to create whatever feels good to you. A little smutty, a little fluffy, whatever tickles your fancy dear 🖤

Thank you for being who you are 😘

@lookingforrainbows Awww you're the best! Thank you! Love you sweet friend!

I might've gotten a little carried away with this one, but you said poetry, so here you go...

Just the Two of Us

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, kissing, fingering, o in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, public(ish) sex, and some really indulgent purple prose

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"We're married."

"I know." You look at your new husband and you're in absolute awe. How did you get so lucky? As you walk hand in hand on the beach, you can't believe this is actually your life. You're married. And not just to any man. You managed to land the most famous man on the planet, but more than that, you love him more than you ever thought possible.

He stops and turns you toward him, wrapping his arms around your waist. The wind blows through both of your hair as the sun begins to set over the water. He leans in and plants a gentle kiss on your cheek.

"I love you so much, baby." He coos into your ear. You can't help but smile at his obsession with telling you how much he loves you as often as possible. This is probably the tenth time he's said it since you've been walking up and down the beach. "Let's lay down."

You spread out the towels you've been carrying this whole time, take off your gauzy white cover-up, and settle on the sand, lying on your stomach. He lays next to you, propped up on one elbow to look at you.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" He says with a sly smile.

"I'm starting to believe it. It's hard not to when you say it so often."

"I just want you to see yourself the way I see you, baby." He runs his fingertips down your cheek and leans in and kisses you again. Then, he looks out over the waves and surveys the beach around you. It's deserted, but of course it is since this is a private beach reserved just for your condo.

You're soaking in the last of the evening rays when you feel him fiddling with the strings on the side of your bikini bottoms. Your eyes pop open as he pulls on one and it comes untied.

"Elvis. What are you doing?"

"Nothing. Just... playing..." He reaches across to your other side and pulls on that one too until it falls open.

"Elvis..." He slides his hand under the back of your swimsuit and takes a handful of your ass, squeezing it gently. The sound of the waves crashing fades into the distance as his hand drifts a little lower, his finger tracing the edges of your entrance. He moves his fingertip to your clit and begins to make slow circles. Without meaning to, you lift your hips and spread your legs a little. He knows this signal and pulls his hand back to press his middle finger into you.

"Mmm... Elvis we're on the beach."

"So? There's no one around for miles. It's just you and me, baby." He pumps his finger in and out of you and you moan softly.

"But still." He pulls his finger back.

"You want me to stop?"

"No!" He smiles and presses his finger into you again, using his pointer finger to rub on your sensitive button. He leans forward and presses his lips to your shoulder as he continues to play with you.

"I just want to please my wife on our honeymoon. Is that bad?" He adds a second finger to press inside you and continues to drag his other fingertip across your clit quickly.

"No... it's so good..." You can't help but moan as he works you with his hand. You feel your release building as he moves on you. His ability to bring you to a climax with just three fingers will never cease to amaze you. The pressure continues to build in your center and he stops pumping his fingers to focus on your clit. He moves his fingertip over and around you and the blood rushes to your core. "Fuck, Elvis!"

You try not to scream as your orgasm slams into you, spreading you open right there on the beach and burning you up like starlight. Everything is warm and pulsing and all you see is his smile. He knows how he's made you feel and it's all he wants. But there's one more thing he needs.

"Can I make love to you on this beach, baby? I need you... right now..."

Everything inside you is warm, sensuous honey, so the thought of saying no doesn't even cross your mind.

"Yes, please." He kicks his pants off, pulls off his shirt, and rolls over on top of your back, discarding your open bikini bottom. You spread your legs just enough for him to find your entrance with the tip of his rock hard cock. He pushes into you slowly from behind, filling you inch by gasp-inspiring inch. When he's got you fully stretched around him, he pulls almost all the way out and thrusts into you deeply again. He begins a steady rhythm of rolling his hips into you, pumping into you as you try not to make too much noise. You're up on your elbows with your ass raised to give him the best angle. He kisses your shoulder and then slips a hand up under the top of your bikini to play with your nipple. After a few more minutes of thrusting, he unties your top and takes that off of you as well. Now it's just you and him, naked together under the open sky, the sun setting over the water creating a kaleidoscope of cotton candy clouds reflected on the waves.

The places where your skin kisses his are lightning hot with passion and sweat. And his lips. He presses his lips to any place he can reach on your back as he continues to fill you with himself over and over again.

When he pulls out and rolls onto his back, you know exactly what to do. You've made love to him enough to know what he wants. You crawl on top of him, settling a knee on either side of his hips and sink down onto him. The change in angle makes you moan together in unison. Somewhere a dog barks, but you don't care as the wind brushes your nipples causing them to harden even more. He notices and reaches out with both hands to caress your breasts. The waves crest and break on the beach behind you as you move up and down on him, taking him as deeply as you can. The sun is just a sliver over the water, but the moon is full, replacing the purple and orange sunset with silvery beams and glittering stars. He looks at you like you've swallowed the moon, it's light emanating from every edge of you.

"You are the answer to every prayer I've ever spoken into the darkness." He whispers into the night. His hand finds your cheek and he drags his thumb across your lips. No one else on earth knows the poetry of your bond. But he breathes life into it every time he touches you. "I am whole because you exist."

You lean forward and lay on his chest as he thrusts slowly into you from underneath. He pulls you into a deep kiss, your tongues creating a medley of dance steps all their own. When the kiss ends, you whisper back to him.

"You are my sun. The center of my orbit. I am me because you are you." He kisses your cheek and smiles.

"The only thing that ever made sense to me was music. And now you're the only notes I hear." His voice is just for you in the inky black night. Your heartbeats match the rhythm of his thrusting and the waves pounding the beach.

"All I want is to be yours forever." You half-moan into his ear.

"You are mine, baby. And I'm yours. Until we ourselves are moonlight." He groans and closes his eyes.

Before you were married, your union would've ended now to prevent any too-soon consequences. But tonight, here on the beach as husband and wife, there's a longing from both of you to continue. Any uncertainty about the future is now replaced by hope. So he doesn't stop. Your movements create a tapestry of oneness and as he approaches his release, your pace is steady. It's an unspoken agreement, a covenant that doesn't need acknowledging.

"Oh, God, baby..." He moans, eyes closed and lips parted slightly. You look at him with endless admiration. He's almost angelic in this moment and you revel in his beauty as he tenses and then shudders into you. The warmth inside you is not just metaphorical and he fills you with everything he has. This is what it means to be joined forever.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." He whispers, his voice husky with post-climax emotion as he kisses your lips between each phrase. When he's finished and beginning to soften, you readjust to lay next to him. He rolls over to face you, tracing his fingertips along the outline of your body as gently as butterfly wings. There is no more separation between you. You don't end and he doesn't begin. You simply are, like pieces of tracing paper layered together to create a single image.

"My husband." You whisper, your fingertips gracing the side of his face with a kind of holy adoration.

"My wife." He replies, his eyes like oceans deep enough to contain you both.

You lay there under the summer moon, two naked souls bound together by a love beyond comprehension. Tomorrow will bring you back to a reality filled with concert dates and meetings. But tonight? Tonight is just for the two of you.

******

The End

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#elvis presley #elvis presley fanfiction #elvis fanfic #elvis #elvis presley fic #elvis smut #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #elvis fanfiction #elvis presley x y/n #elvis fic #elvis x y/n #elvis x you #elvis presley smut #elvis presley x you #reader requests

[from-memphis-with-love]

I know you're a lonely woman, And I love you But someone else is waiting, And he owns you If he should ever wake up Be sure your story is straight, love If you talk in your sleep, Don't mention my name If you walk in your sleep, Forget where you came.

#big daddy elvis #if you talk in your sleep #elvis presley #elvis

[from-personal]

https://erica-395.tengp.icu/c/CI87QaT

#bang dream #music video #griffin barrows #خواطر #fallout #lekka jak motyl #bts fluff #elvis #songwriting #[text post] #historical fashion #oneus #boyfriend to death

[vintagepresley]

I don’t want to be this person. But I feel like that new Elvis confessions account on here is just a gateway for people to start drama and spew their hate for people in this fandom and how others choose to love Elvis or how they write about Elvis and to basically shove down our throats how to be an Elvis fan “the right way”.

I just saw one of their recent posts about basically the fandom not being the same and how people don’t care about him and how people used to talk about his music and movies. Now people in the fandom only care about writing smut about him and don’t even know his songs or movies. Then saying how calling him “big daddy” is disgusting.

Huh? What? I don’t know what part of the fandom this person is on but we are constantly talking about his music and movies. I feel like most of the people in this fandom have seen all of his movies. But also some can’t depending on where they live in the world so it could be harder for them to watch them. He’s got so much music to listen like you can’t be mad if EVERYONE hasn’t heard every single fucking song. There’s actually some people who just joined and are still learning. It’s not that serious. Stop acting like you weren’t once new to being an Elvis fan.

Why are we acting like people haven’t been writing so much smut stories about him since 2022? Before I even joined the fandom here I was literally reading soooo many smut stories about him around that time. I don’t think that’s changed. There’s so many different stories besides smut. If you don’t like smut guess what? DON’T READ IT BABE. Keep scrolling. There’s so much variety when it comes to Elvis fanfics. It’s not just smut.

Then onto the big daddy thing. That didn’t just become a thing. It’s been a thing for the past two years. How is it disgusting? Lmao. It’s never that serious and honestly no one is being disrespectful when they use that term. That man has big daddy energy. That is never a bad thing, lol.

I swear. People don’t know how to just enjoy things and not taking things so seriously and constantly complaining about literally everything. Why can’t people just enjoy things? I feel like I constantly speak up about this because I’m so tired of people telling people how they should love Elvis or how there’s a wrong and right way. I’m so tired of people making others feel like they don’t belong here. We all love and respect Elvis. We all love learning about him in every aspect of his life. So many of us do so much research and constantly read books on him because we DO see him more than just a “pretty face” more than just an “aesthetic”. He’s a huge part of our lives and we all in some way have a story about how he’s impacted us or what he’s done for us. Doesn’t mean we can’t joke about things or like make unhinged posts. Life doesn’t always have to be taken so seriously.

Lighten up. Elvis would be bothered by how uptight some of you are.

Thank you for coming to my Elvis ted talk. ☺️

#elvis presley #elvis #elvis fandom #elvis fans #start being kinder to each other in this fandom

[everythingelvispresley]

I found this while reading the book I got.

It says the painter used the wrong colour and not what Elvis picked, and they got into an argument, and they grappled on the floor, spilling paint cans and knocking ladders. I'm not sure it's true. 😂😂😂

@vintagepresley @lookingforrainbows @ccab @hooked-on-elvis @missmaywemeetagain @whatstruthgottodowithit @whositmcwhatsit @peaceloveelvis @sissylittlefeather @headfullofpresley

#elvis presley #elvis #elvis aaron presley

[pepsiandmermaidhotel]

Watching Elvis' movies is like a comfort things to me 🌟

#elvis presley #elvis 2022 #elvis #elvis fans #elvis movie #elvisaaronpresley #elvis fandom

[vintageshanny]

I’m not really interested in being involved in drama, but I saw an anonymous post on a different blog that I’m having trouble biting my tongue about. Supposedly it is “disrespectful” to be attracted to Elvis or sexualize him when he gained weight. I hope that I’m misunderstanding the intention of the post, because I don’t understand how you can claim to love someone but essentially say they’re no longer attractive to you when they gain weight or are having health issues. I believe that Elvis would appreciate feeling desired even when he may not have felt he deserved it. When I look at pictures like the one above, I see the sexiest man in the world to me. I think his body is absolutely beautiful at any size, in any era, but most importantly, I see a man whose heart and soul I have fallen in love with. Whose music has rearranged the fibers of my being. He could never not be beautiful, sexy, and desirable to me. ❤️

#elvis #I love every part of him #always

[jhoneybees]

I seriously, keep smiling and giggling

He's such a cutie!

Had me holding back squeals😩

#elvis presley #I'd love ya Elvis I'd love ya😭 #this man i swear #elvis #elvis fans #i love him #50s elvis #elvis fandom #Youtube

[presleybutlervsp]

April 25, 1977

Elvis Presley makes what will be the last recordings of his life at a concert at the Saginaw, Michigan Civic Center. Three songs from the show will appear in heavily overdubbed mixes on the posthumously released Presley album, “Moody Blue”.

#elvisaaronpresley #elvispresley #elvis #graceland #elvis history #elvishistory #tcb #elvis fans #elvis presley #elvis the pelvis #elvis concert #elvis music #elvis the king #70s elvis

[sweetcommunistdaughter]

whoever gives out awards in hollywood has the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever

#elvis #priscilla #austin butler #jacob elordi

[lu-in-the-sky-w-diamonds]

Elvis and Me (1985) by Priscilla Presley

#priscilla presley #priscilla movie #priscilla 2023 #elvis and priscilla #elvis presley #elvis #sofia coppola #movie aesthetic #book aesthetic #bookblr #sadgirl #lana del rey #lana del rey aesthetic #book #girlblogging #tumblr girls #greek tumblr #greek aesthetic #60s aesthetic #old hollywood #hollywood #lana del ray aesthetic

[animentality]

#twitter #oscars #shrek #shrek 2 #shrek 3 #shrek 4 #everything everywhere all at once #the fabelmans #banshees of inisherin #avatar the way of water #top gun maverick #triangle of sadness #all quiet on the western front #elvis #tar