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I ♥️ Elvis TCB⚡️⚡️

[theresalwaysep]

Prince Eric / Elvis Presley cinematic parallels

[iloveelvisaaron]

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[iloveelvisaaron]

What is that?

(I’m shite at titles sorry😭)

Summary- inoccent reader gets her period and elvis has to explain what it is and how she’s a woman now.

Warnings- mentions of periods, inoccent reader, reader cries once , embarrassment. (I think that’s it let me know if I missed any!)

It was a normal day when you woke up next to elvis in his bed. Slowly waking up to realise you have a terrible tummy ache, you didn’t want to wake elvis so you went down stairs and got your self a glass of water. As you do each morning you went to the toilet. But whne you pulled your pants down there was blood. You felt fear wash over you.

You wanted to show elvis that you were a big girl and could handle this your self. So you got toilet roll and rapped it around your panties, not knowing what real women use. You didn’t realise that elvis had woken up. “Y/n!? Where are you baby?” You panicked not knowing what to do but beofre you had anytime to think elvis burst in, to see the loo roll rapped around your panties. “Y/n wha-“ you stared at him. He looked confused but it soon clicked with him as he saw the blood on the toilet seat. He took a sigh of relief. “Y/n- do you know why your beedin?” He asked. You really had no clue but you skated to seem like a woman. I’m reality you were panicking. “Don’t lie to daddy.” He glared at you and raised his eyebrow. “Ok fine I don’t but I just want you to think I’m a big girl and show you that I can handle things myself!” Elvis chuckled to himself. “You are still just my little baby, now come here and let daddy explain to you what’s happening.” Elvis said while getting down on his knee. “So baby your bleedin Beacuse you got your period, do ya know what that is?” “Um-“ you didn’t want to say know but if but if you said yes then he wouldn’t explain to you. “No..” you said quietly. “Well it’s a thing a woman gets when her- well it tells her she isn’t pregnant it’s the linin of her uterus falling away, if it didn’t it would stay there to protect the baby.” “O-oh ok.” Elvis could tell you were scared. “Y/n do you know what you need.?” “Yes I do, your mama gave me some ages ago I think.”

“Great! , where are they.” “Uh In my draw.” Elvis walked out. An he came back with a box of pads. “ now honey do you know how to put this on?” “Um no” “here I’ll show you” elvis began to open the pad. And placed it in your panties. “See that’s how u put it on.” “Ok thank you elvis.” “ now I’ll get you a hot water bottle, but remember even tho you got your period don’t mean you a big woman now, you still my little inoccent baby ain’t that right?” “Mhm!” Elvis glared at you. “Yes daddy.” Elvis spoke. “Yes daddy” you repeated feeling intimidated.

[iloveelvisaaron]

summer lovin pt.2

Summary- elvis try’s to get back at reader for un-intentionally making him jealous. He gets with a different girl reader gets angry w elvis ( I rambled )

Warnings- jealousy, strong language, idk. Lmk if I missed any.❤️

“KenickieI don’t think this is a good idea..” reader spoke. “ oh come on y/n elvis will find it funny if he don’t hate us for the rest of his life.” “I-“

Kenickie pulled you along. Where you both met elvis. “Hi elvis.” You waved. “Hi” kenickie giggled knowing he was already jealous. “Come on ep let’s go meet the rest of’ the gang.” You followed both boys. Kenickie placing his hand on your lower back, Elvis toke note of this. He walked in between you breaking you up. And putting his arms around either one of you.

“Hey kenickie, Elv-“ Frenchie spoke. “Who’s this? You look like me?” Rizzo chuckled “hey girls, I’m y/n”

The boys that evryone called the “t-birds.” Whistled at you. “ alright guys cut it out.” Elvis spoke.

“Hey uh y/n can I take to you quickly.” Elvis said stuttering. “Yeah sure, what’s up?” Elvis blinked a lot and fidget a lot. “Um no like uh alone..” The girls laughed and whood and whistled. “Oo what you saying now Presley, ‘nother girl you gonna get in ya pants?” “Betta not be” you spoke in a joke way “just come will ya!” He sounded serious.

You followed after him. You were now in a ally way pressed up against him. “So?..” “y/n are you and kenickie you- you know- uh a thing?” “What kenickie?, no uh no we’re not why?” “Well uh I- was wondering.” All off a sudden kenickie appears out of no where. “We could be.” You all screamed. You were scare that this boy had just appeared. So was elvis but he wouldn’t admit it.

You all head back to the main building getting ready for your scinace lesson, all you entered the room elvis pulled you into the seat next to him before anyone else could. As everyone got settled. The teacher began. “So class today we will be learning about human re prouduction.” A few giggles were let out. “ so First of all how are babies made, well when the penis entered the vagina it realises-“ he continued you slapped elvis arm “elvis stop laughing.” You said laughing yourself. “What- I cant help it Baby.” The teacher let out a sigh. “Is there a problem mr. Presley a miss y/l/n?” “No uh no sir.” “Be me n you soon” as a picture of sex came on the slide show. You went red with embarrassment, you couldn’t help the pool of arousal in your pants.

45 long minutes later… “ok class dissmised.” “Uh I’m gonna head to the toilet, I’ll find you later.”

You walked to the toilet and did your buissness. Only to walk out and find elvis kissing another girl. I mean you couldn’t blame him she was gorgeous, and you weren’t anything anyway. If he wants to play like that so can you. Your mind was racing “ I though he liked me? He said all that stuff in our lesson? Is he a player?”

As you met everyone at the normal place you made sure elvis could see you and you kissed kenicke. You could tell he was surprised and you knew he was enjoying it. You also new elvis was jealous up to his eye balls..

[iloveelvisaaron]

Summer lovin

Summary:(basically the grease film plot) reader meets elvis at high school till elvis fucks up and reader makes him jealous, then they all end up togther again.

Warnings- jealousy, fluff idk I thinks that’s all.

You arrive at your school jumping out of your daddy’s Cadillac. You weren’t rich but you weren’t poor either. “Bye daddy!” “Bye darlin”

You approached the school reading the big sign reading “rydell Highschool.”

You flattened out your black pencil dress and pulled up you’re leather jacket over your shoulders. While your occupied by your dress you bump into someone. You look up and see the most beatiful boy ever staring at you with a confused look.

“Oh sorry, I- I uh didn’t see you there.” He spoke. “Oh uh it’s ok I guess I wasn’t lookin either.” “Elvis, by the way.”

“Y/n. Nice to meet ya elvis” you waved bye as he walked away to his little gang. On the back of his jacket read. “T-birds”

You entered the building an glanced at your time table. It read 308. You desperately ran around looking for your class. Till elvis saw you. “Woah easy there darlin what’s wrong?” “Oh I’m uh- I’m just a little lost that’s all.” “Wow a fine confident chick like you running around tryna’ find your class.. somthing i never thought I would see.” You battted his arm. “Are you gonna take me to my class or not?” “Yes I will’ what room?” “308”

“Ay that’s my class.” You arrived at your first class. It was a history lesson, boring.. “and why are you late mr.Presley?” “Sorry sir I was just helping y/n here to her class.” You stepped forward. I don’t think the boys and the girls were expecting this. You were beatiful like the hottest in the class. The jocks whistled witch elvis didn’t like.”hey hey cut it out.” He said trying to go over there only to be held back by the teacher. “ ok, ok mr Presley take a seat.” You have a soft smile to the teacher. “ Ok welcome to rydell Highschool if you would like to take a seat next to kenickie over there.” “Ok sir.” You made your way over to the slouching But handsome boy. You didn’t know that kenickie was elvis best freind, an kenickie wanted to make elvis jealous, and hit on you at the same time.

He whistled. “How lucky am I?” You laughed “tough luck boy you’ve got a whole lotta people wanting a peice o’ this.” You slip your jacket off and run your hands up your sides, jokingly. “Miss y/n snd kenickie is there a problem!” You laughed “no sir” kenickie laughed and you batted each others arms. You knew elvis was jealous of you and kenickie touching and laughing with each other.

“I think he’s jealous.” “Who?” You spoke “fuckin elvis, he can’t stop staring at us. You giggled “how could he be jealous he doesn’t even like me?” Kenickie smirked. “Let’s make him more jealous. Through out the day.” “This gonna be so funny.”

Part.2?

[loving-elvis]

My favorite 50s!Elvis photos, part 43 of ∞; Crop Top King

[iloveelvisaaron]

70’s elvis = Daddy

[iloveelvisaaron]

Our beatiful boy ♥️

[iloveelvisaaron]

-baby please

Warnings-embarrassment, anger, leaving elvis ( not forever, reader leaves for a bit) lmk if I missed any <3(ive never done this writing thing before!)

Summary - reader hears red mention another name. You leave but elvis begs you to stay.

It was normal day for everyone in the Presley household, but not for you, you had these episodes where you will have off days due to anxiety.

You walked down the stair case at gracelands to hear lots of noise and commotion, surprise suprisre the Memphis mafia are here.this wasn’t what you needed when you knew you were having a off day. “Hey baby how are you?” Elvis spoke as he saw you. He looked as if he’d jumped as he heard your foot steps, suspicious.. “hi baby.” Elvis turned to the Memphis mafia. “Say hi boys.” They all spoke at the same time like little boys that have to say hi to the aunt they don’t like! You have a soft smile. “Go get changed baby don’t want them seeing you in that sexy night gown do we now.” Elvis chuckled and slapped your ass as you made you way up the stairs. You entered the bedroom and sat at the vanity and stared at yourself for a moment before grabbing your foundation.

You’d finished doing your make up and hair, So you went to get dressed. You picked out a little white dress with a bow on the front. And some strap it black heels.

You made your way down stairs and the Memphis mafia all began whistling at you. I chuckled to my self. Elvis turned around. “Hm I don’t know, you still look sexy as ever.” He laughed. Elvis made a gesture for you to come and sit on his lap. After sitting for a while you soon realise what there talking about just business till red slips out”so elvis who’s that Linda you’ve been telling us all about?” Everyone went wide eyed an quiet. Except from elvis he went red as anything and stuttered a lot. You let out a silent “hm” as you got off of his lap he tried to hold onto you but failed. You felt like a child storming up to your bed room.You began to pull out your clothes and start packing your bags with mascara running down your face,Feeling betrayed. “Baby..” elvis spoke softly. You ignored him and just sniffled. “Baby.. please” be begged you to stay with a few tears running down his cheeks himself. “Elvis I have to go, am there is nothing you can do to stop me.” “B-but please baby I-I can’t go on- I can’t do anything w-with out you baby.” He followed you down the stair case, the mafia staring at you all. You stood for a second, to process everything that was happening. Did you want to leave? You cant leave elvis. The voices in your head. It was like the world stopped spinning. The boys hadn’t seen elvis like this since him mother died.

Jerry spoke “y/n, elvis h-he needs you he really does I-I mena we ain’t seen him like this since- well since his m-mother died, I really think he needs you.” That was enough to send you of the edge. You began to cry more and you left your suitcase and just walked out the house. The mafia looked at each other. Then at elvis who was crying on the stairs knowing you really left him this time. Till Jerry spoke up.

“Ep? Y-you know she left her stuff, l-like hee suit case, so she can’t have left forever with out her stuff..” elvis looked around at all the eyes on him. Nothin he wasn’t used to but he realised you would have to come back. “S-so she- she ain’t left f-forever?” Elvis looked and felt like a little boy crying for his mommy. It was all these emotions all over again. “No ep she ain’t gone forever.”