#and i'm not strong enough to fudge with the universe like that

[elvisabutler]

💻 6 For Fluff & 6 for Angst if you can with professor Presley and Belle please 🥺

calm

fandom: elvis presley | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: t pairing: elvis presley ( professor big daddy ) x female reader ( nicknamed belle ) wordcount: 1251 warnings: no use of y/n. beyond that talk of insomnia and vague general health issues. mentions of elvis's temper. this is actually more fluff than anything else. faintly implied sexual acts. author’s note: so thank you for this anon! i combined the two sentences into one request since that are very complimentary and it made sense to from my perspective. if you wanted a separate thing for each one feel free to stumble into my humble ask box and tell me i did an oopsie. this is done for my 1k gala, based on the lines "“Sleep doesn’t come that easy without you.” and “I feel like I can breathe better with you around.”. i fudged the second line a little but it's still the basic idea, most of the same words too. this is the professor presley universe, i'm assuming if you're reading this, you've already read the previous parts. if not, click the tag and join us along for their ride. y'all know the drill, real elvis or austin elvis works fine for this despite the moodboard.

The most hilarious thing- the funniest thing you realize when you think about your relationship with Elvis is how you both calm each other. You act as the simple waves of the ocean in Hawaii- a place Elvis tells you he's gonna take you to one of these days- settling each other's minds and sending fear running for the hills. You act as a balm for aches of the heart and of the body for each other. It's- you could have never predicted that knowing how you always stood strong and vibrant and so ready to fight if need be. You could have never predicted this knowing how Elvis might be everyone's favorite professor but you've hear how he's got a temper- hell since fooling around with him- since beginning to fall completely and irrevocably in love with him you've seen it in person. Needless to say the idea of either one of you being a calming influence is laughable until you realize how you compliment each other.

Feminine anger is different than male anger. Feminine strength can be different than male strength. It's the strange combination within your relationship that works and allows both of you to be stripped bare underneath shower heads and in bathtubs alike. It allows you to laugh about the rain falling on your heads heading into campus with him cursing how he's gonna look like a wet dog and you reminding him that he's your wet dog and you happen to like him that way.

You shouldn't be so wrapped up in each other, you think, but Elvis is older and you like to fancy yourself wise enough to know what you want. You figure it's the situation of knowing that this is what the universe intends for you. That it intends for you to spend the rest of his life with him in whatever way you can. That it intends for you to spend as many hours of your life with him as you can. Still- you have to visit your family back home and you know this. You'd love to introduce him to them but- but this thing is so new and you're both so scared of breaking it that you both agree to do the holiday seperate. You both agree that it's better for you to have it with your family and him with little Lisa and Priscilla along with his father. After all, you could meet her next time, meet her when her father and you weren't concerned about the tension of new introductions ruining things.

In hindsight, you should have taken him with or split your time between your family and his. In hindsight nothing could have prepared you for seeing your boyfriend the- God help you- love of your life- your soulmate looking worse than you've ever seen him when he picks you up from the airport. He starts to help you with your bag before you swat his hands away and throw the bag in the trunk of the car, slipping inside and touching his face, pulling him into a soft kiss. "Elvis- what- what happened, why didn't you tell me?"

Your mind is racing a mile a minute trying to think of what could have happened to make him look like this and wondering why he didn't tell you. Almost as if he senses it he nuzzles at your hand and places a small kiss to your palm.

"Belle- don't. Nothin' happened. 'm fine, jus' wanna get home 'n in bed wit' ya." His shoulders sag a little almost as if tension had been sitting there before you came into the car, before you touched back down in Tennessee. You frown.

"Did you- Elvis have you been sleeping?" The real question should be have you not been sleeping but your mind is so jumbled seeing him like this that you settle on that question instead.

Elvis shakes his head before licking his lips as he turns on the car. "Not- Sleep doesn't come that easy when you're not here, darlin'. Kept tossin' 'n turnin', stomach and my head acted up after I got to see my lil girl and her mama and my daddy but- 'm- you're here and I know all I need is a good night's rest wit' ya. Be good as new."

You start to open your mouth but decide to wait until you're away from the airport and are halfway on your way home to Graceland before you say anything. "You could have told me, I'd have come home to-"

He cuts you off with a wave of his hand. "No, no, you needed to spend time wit' ya family. Ain't gonna get accused of keepin' ya from 'em. It'd make a pretty bad impression and I wanna keep 'em on my good side. Make it so ya daddy will let me marry ya." He says it almos like a joke but you see the way he looks at you after he says it, expectant and a little nervous. Your hand moves to grasp his and squeeze it.

"After everything I told him about you, he would let you in a heartbeat." You hum quietly before biting your lip. "Have you been stressed?"

Elvis focuses on the road instead of answering for a good few minutes before shrugging, wincing as the movement hurts just a tinge. "Lil bit. Couldn't sleep, felt like I couldn't breathe a lil one night." At your wide eyes he curses under his breath before backtracking. "Not- not like that Belle, no, you jus'- ya make it easier to relax. It's easier to breathe when you're around. Relax and take things easy."

There's something about hearing those words, about hearing the effect you have on him that has your chest feeling a little tight and has tears starting to form in the corner of your eyes. You're not- You don't think you're sad but it's humbling and touching to hear that you have such a power over the man who has so much power over you. You're quiet for long enough that Elvis finally speaks again as you're a few minutes away from Graceland.

"I know that's a bit much but-"

You sigh and shake your head, sniffling before you say a word. "The feeling is mutual, you know that. I'm just a little younger so I can take the sleep deprivation better."

It takes Elvis a second to realize what you said and you see how his lips purse and how he runs his tongue over the front of teeth under his lips in faint annoyance. Fond annoyance, but annoyance nonetheless. He finally parks the car and turns to you, pulling you into a kiss. "Callin' me an ol' man. Thinkin' I can't keep up wit' ya. Don't 'member ya sayin' that before ya left."

You smile as you pull away, shrugging. "I did call you an old man and I definitely think right now you couldn't keep up with a snail." You watch as his eyes narrow playfully. "But, after a very long nap, maybe even an extended sleep since it is the afternoon, we could revisit my hypothesis. Even if I'm not a science person I'd hate to be spouting off something false."

Elvis's only answer is to leave the car, crooking his two fingers in a come hither motion as he does. The two of you shower and sleep until early the next morning where as it turns out, he can keep up with you.

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[anxiouspregnantlady]

bye bye baby

i think i've been afraid to write here, to make it feel real, but last thursday we had our u/s and discovered a 6+4 sac with a yolk sac (maybe an amniotic sac??? i think?) and - no baby. of course i feel grief & anger & numbness but also - the relief is unreal. it feels good to know.

so many thoughts.

i'll start with technical things... finally got an hcg done on sat and it was 15499 so more consistent with 6w. waiting on monday's value. had another ultrasound this morning and the sac shrank perhaps ever so slightly but otherwise same. they were (in my opinion) unreasonably concerned about ectopic b/c of a cyst on my right ovary but i always have a cyst on my right ovary and i'm not medical but .uh. isn't that the corpus luteum (also i happen to know that i ovulated from the right).

care-wise. i continue to be so grateful for LWC midwives, they have been absolutely lovely. both u/s techs have been ok. there is apparently a NP midwife at LWC who expressly does early pregnancy loss stuff (!) so i have felt medically taken care of.

i had an itch to want to see if i could do tissue testing on the miscarriage but am probably leaning away from it - too much trouble, worried about scarring, worried about billing (esp without good health insurance). i'll just never know.

i have a strong suspicion that an embryo did form this time, we just caught it too late and it had already stopped developing & had been reabsorbed. i was quite nauseous (still a bit nauseous) & we didn't get a yolk sac last time. and there looked to me like there was an amniotic sac, though it was empty. and it's just a hunch.

i've been so tired, both jetlagged but also just grief. at 5-6 pm i lose the ability to stay awake entirely. you couldn't pay me enough money to stay awake. i just lose consciousness wherever i am. and again after p "puts me to bed" at 8pm i cannot get myself out of bed and sleep for 15, 30, 45 minutes. And then when midnight rolls around i absolutely cannot sleep, i take melatonin, baths, etc. and p has been up at weird hours anyway, crying mama, mama, mama.

showing up to work has been ... well, it's been a miracle that i have been. i did cancel a thursday night appointment after the u/s but other than that i've been fudging my way through, trying not to let show how raw and bruised and completely depleted i am.

k has been wonderful. he is keeping me going. p somewhat understands what is happening. yesterday during bath she announced she had a baby in her belly, and then plucked it out and said she was putting it in mama's belly. she knows mama is going to the doctor a lot and always asks if i am still hurting. i told her the baby is gone. i don't know how to walk this line between being honest with her and protecting her. i kind of think that she must understanding the workings of embryonic life/nonlife better than me, being that much more proximate developmentally/spiritually. only a few years ago she was also in the womb! but she is generally still her happy, curious, thriving little self, and we keep thinking how depressed we would be without her.

sigh.

it was too good to be true.

i only asked the universe for one more baby.

i think, maybe even more than wanting to have this baby, i wanted to never ever ever have to fucking go through this again.

(but i did really want to have this baby)

i am back in the world of Not Knowing. i don't know how many more pregnancies i will have or how many tries it will take to have those pregnancies, or how many weeks each of the pregnancies will last. i still don't know! why! my! body! can't! carry most pregnancies to term!

k thinks maybe we were just too sick and stressed from all kinds of bugs (including covid) and from the 40 hours of travel and 13hr timezone changes and his loss of employment and loss of insurance. and that's why we miscarried. i don't think the line is so clear, but i think one big takeaway from this whole thing is: i need mothering. in my desire to mother another child (and in my struggle to mother the one i already have), i sorely need mothering. i need a warm, generous, wise, and proximate figure to be keeping tabs on me - i need to be on their radar - i need their hugs, hot drinks, meals, nurture, comfort, advice, solace, confidence, life experience.

so my body is still clinging to this pregnancy (coming up on 9 weeks), and i suspect it will be awhile before I start bleeding. maybe christmas.

and then?

and then we are definitely going to take a break. there is (just a bit) less hurry this time - we have our hands full - and i do want to develop some better habits re: nourishing myself, caring for myself. i've barely eaten in the past 5 weeks. and anyway we are going to wait for k to get a job and new health insurance, and we are focusing on some other dreams too.

and then i want to do a bit of testing, maybe a hysteroscopy/endometrial biopsy, a few clotting tests that we missed, re-check my thyroid, etc. have a WTF appointment w dr. kelly/make a plan.

and then we'll see. immediately after i got the news i felt strongly that i could never go through this again, or risk going through again. i felt that we would just have to walk the path of accepting that we were done growing our family. it felt good to be like, HELL yah we won't contribute to overpopulation or subject our unborn child to this mess. but that doesn't really resonate... i still really want to try. to have a child and to raise them so that it is worth it.

so many things hurt about this. hella everyone is pregnant or giving birth. i hate the dejavu with our first pregnancy, feels stuck/stagnant & like we are destined to be in and out of sad ultrasound appointments. feel like we wasted our trip.

[sandushengshou]

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[monkey-network]

It's a Movie, Steven Universe

[SLASH!]-----

Diamon D. Whit: So it's been a couple years, Steven. We were wondering if you wanted to-

Steven: No.

Diamon D. Whit: I.... I didn't eve-

Steven: I know you, Yellow, and Blue want me to move in despite having made no genuine familial connection since I've been around here. That and I know you're dying inside to finally get my N-word pass.

Diamon D. Whit: Suffering, yes, but I'm telling you. The three of us have truly changed ever since you came into our lives. We just want to show you better personally.

Whit, Yellou, and Blu: ♪Come live wit-

Steven: NO! *warps out*... *warps back in* And you're not getting the N-word pass. *warps out*

Diamon D. Whit: Damn it.

---[Later]---

Steven: Ahhh, finally. Some peace and relaxation at last.

Spinel, on the drill: BUM BUM BUUUUUUUUM! Dramatic rever~~~~b.

Steven: Oh, what the ffffffffffffffffudge now?

Spinel: The fudge you see is that I've come to settle the score of the game you and I were playing all those years ago *springs down* ♪Cause I heard your little story over and over aga-

Steven, hands up: STOP! Please..... *falls onto the grass*

just stop.

The Crystal Gems: Steven?

Spinel: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat are ya doing?

Steven: I'm tired, okay? Do what you want with me. I've already dealt with 2 years of gigantic wine aunts you'd call Diamonds, mining the bitchcoin out of them, restoring and liberating a universal empire, and all I wanted was a single period, a day maybe, where I didn't have to deal with or think about anything relative to what Homeworld or Pink Diamond did in the past. So do your worst.....

Spinel:..... *deep sigh* Well, that's a *deflates* flattening way to kill a mood. I was thinking you'd put up a fight at least. *stretches arm* You and/or your cronies over here. A twisty tussle. A punch drunk dance. A bang boppin' brawl..... Something.

Steven: I was honestly hoping we could talk it out before we starting swinging. I'd be glad to hear what you've been through while we're out here. Otherwise, I give up.

...

Spinel: Well, *falls beside Steven* when you put it that way. Guess we can both be losers for now. *hand out* Spinel's mi name.

Steven: *handshakes* Guys, can you give us some time alone?

---[5 Hours Later]---

Spinel, wiping away the tears: And so that's how I got here. Sorry you had to go through all that yourself.

Steven: What about you? All this time you were out there, we had no way of knowing, she made no effort to keep you in memory. You were/are the most loyal person around and she left you like a used tissue on a nightstand.... My mom was terrible, and you deserved better.

Spinel: Yeah, tch, she really was.... can see now why you gave up soon as I sprang on the scene, what with my menacing presence and giant drill here.

Steven: What were you gonna do with that anyway?

Spinel: Inject poison strong enough to kill the planet.

Steven: Ah, of course. *Both laugh* So, how do you feel?

Spinel: I feel more... at peace, yet... while I don't feel lonely being with you, I feel alone. You know?

Steven: Well, I'll make sure you're never lonely, but I don't think it's wrong being alone for a little bit. You've already been alone for someone else's sake, why not have some alone time for your own sake?

Spinel: My own sake. *deep breath* I can't lie, that scares me.

Steven: It'll take time, but I say you deserve some you time every once in a while. Otherwise, I've got plenty of people that would find you a delight. Like I said, I'll make sure you're never lonely. *hand out*

Spinel: Thanks.... *grasps his hand* Steven.

[Both look to the night skies]

You know, is this what you meant by "getting your happily ever after"?

Steven: Something like this. Ye.

Spinel, softly smiling:..... I like it.

--------------------------------------

Narrator: So? Whatcha think?

Spinel: Almost tearjerking, I'll say. *bear hugs her* I la-la-love it. A+. 5/5. Strong in the real way.

Now then, *pulls out the rejuvenator* let's start this movie over... and do it right this time. Shall we?

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