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saltytearsonmyface · 1 year

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You think Damian is the spoiled one? Think again.

Jason is the absolute most spoiled one of the bunch. He was the baby when he died, and he came back as an older brother, he did NOT grow out of the “little sibling” phase.

Bruce encourages that mindset because he cannot say no to Jason, Jason will cry. Jason wants some pizza even though Alfred said no junk food? Bruce cant say no because his baby will start tearing up.

Jason: can we have pizza for dinner tonight?

Bruce: I don’t know, Alfred said n-

Jason: 🥹 ok

Bruce: No no no no, it’s ok! We’ll get pizza for dinner, sweetheart.

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dixieandherbabies · 9 months

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Dixie and her babies.

Carter is a big sleepy handsome man!

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iexistapparantly · 3 months

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Big baby go mrOOWWWW

#madness combat #madnesscombat #mc #art #humor #hank #the auditor madness combat #auditor #audicat #meow #BIG BABY #LOOK AT THAT GIANT CAT #Hank could not care less #comic #short comic

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elvisalltheway101 · 4 months

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•Cup Em, Just Right•

summary: You’re starting to make your love for his tummy abit too public, and Elvis feels embarrassed about it but secretly loves it.

author’s note: this is dedicated to @mercsandmonsters and @bigdaddyelvislover. It’s a fluffy little thing! I was watching blue Hawaii while writing annd it’s official. My favorite song out of it is this one. Anyway Enjoy it, mwah!

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Whenever you get the chance, you slip your hand sneakily into his shirt to only graze your thumb against his little pink nub. Giggling like a schoolgirl as his eyes widen and he quickly swats your hand playfully and scolds at you with just the talk in his eyes.

Especially when he brings you along to his meetings with the press and work conversations, that’s your time that you like to show your love most. As the grumpy old boss man speaks out and turns his back, you take that moment to lean your face in and bury your nose into his chest that peaks out from his v-neck suit.

Your eyes flutter close as you inhale and hum at the salty and sweet scent of his dark locks on his very chest. Only for you to be interrupted by Elvis’ tapping on your cheek. When you pull away, he can’t help but snicker and shake his head, whispering. “Damnit doll, could ya at least wait til we get to the damn parking lot?”

Whenever you walk along the grass that wraps around Graceland, you can’t help your love outside either. In his loose shirt that’s left with buttons undone, his damn chest is just screaming your name.

You randomly wrap your arms around his large frame, nuzzling your face into chest. His wiry black curls tickle and scrape against your cheeks and eyelids. Your knees feel weak and nearly loose muscle and concentration with every inhale you take of his cologne. So he has to practically drag you on his leg because you won’t budge off him.

His body, but more specifically his chest, is an addiction. Your addiction. But are you afraid to admit it? Nope, not at all. Like what’s not to like? Or perhaps, love at this point.

His fine broad shoulders, the tummy that prods at your back whenever you cuddle as small spoon. And whenever you were a bare back dress you love it at most. Your back feels and arches into his growing mane that decorates and clouds his chest and stomach. You always earn a chuckle from him and a light smack on your bum from his large palm“,You’re a silly girl, you know that?”

But the time when you cannot control yourself is during his shows. Whenever he’s planted on that large black stage, he’s in all his glory that he’s almost glowing. That deep cut jumpsuit that’s so far down his chest peaks out. And you can just feel your cheeks flush and hot in the front row seat that was assigned just for you by Elvis.

His tummy all out and fine with the hair that clings onto him by the sweat of his hard work. He glows and glistens for the whole world to see. And him in this miraculous state almost makes you a tad bit jealous because the world and television sees him like this too. But hm, it’s fine you guess. This is just a pinch of what you see everyday.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the delicious sight that you and you only sees backstage. His body sweaty and glowing under that blue suit of his. Sweat droplets run down his face and rain onto your sweet cheeks as he peppers your face with candy kisses. Your arms sneak and cuddle into his suit, your arms becoming damp and almost wet as you hug him tighter. Your nose and lips bury between the cups of his chest and your chin presses onto the top of his yummy belly.

You’re in your heaven, and he won’t stop you this time. He can’t help but love this as well.

You’re his lil’ tummy lover.

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Author’s note: my requests are closed for now, but I’m open for questions. You can send in your requests if you’d like, but I’m just guilty to write them and put them out after a while. So just beware im a slow ass 💀

#elvis #elvis presley #spotify #elvisaaronpresley #elvis imagine #elvis x y/n #enjoy!#big daddy elvis #butterflies #tummy loving #big daddy elvis fluff #big baby #elvis x reader #elvis fanfiction #elvis fanfic #Spotify

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doctordearie · 1 year

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