Marina’s Drafts

Until @precious-little-scoundrel gets uncensored most newly published works will be here, this has long been my side blog for first drafts. Feel free to contact me on either blog 18+ Audience

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

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[marinas-drafts]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

Please move interactions and asks

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[marinas-drafts]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

Please move interactions and asks

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[marinas-drafts]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

Please move interactions and asks

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[marinas-drafts]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

Please move interactions and asks

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

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New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[marinas-drafts]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

Please move interactions and asks

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[aconflagrationofmyown]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

[marinas-drafts]

Gentle reminder:

I am abandoning this blog, please follow and interact at the new one @precious-lil-scoundrel

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[aconflagrationofmyown]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[marinas-drafts]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

Please move interactions and asks

[marinas-drafts]

can i request a blurb of rosalee and elvis having a daddy/daughter date in like 71? Maybe because he’s been on tour and she is a bit upset she hasn’t seem him in a while

Ooh I love this idea. Let me see what I can cook up darling, I’ve got a much earlier one in the works for them but I’m sure more will follow. I’m so happy y’all love their connection as much as I do.

Gentle reminder: please move your interactions to the new main blog @precious-lil-scoundrel

[therealslimshakespeare]

Due to the Censoring of my old blog: @precious-little-scoundrel I am trying to move over to this new account permanently. With the intent to deactivate the old, main blog. As I’d hate to lose my friends in one fell swoop, I’m hoping to maintain the old account for a bit as I transfer over here. Your asks here may be delayed but they are welcomed 💋

Old Masterlist

[aconflagrationofmyown]

New Blog: @precious-lil-scoundrel

[therealslimshakespeare]

Marina 🌸

Will you be transferring as much as possible of the old fics and asks over to your new blog?

Yes, I will. First by reblogs (because the love notes are the saddest part about deleting the old main) and eventually reposting them entirely fresh.

Which blog should I message?

I’m going to try to retain the older blog for a long transition period so you’re welcome to reach out but eventually I request that all prompts and asks be sent to this new blog so that I can keep them when the old becomes deactivated.

Will you be using the old taglist? And will you be posting there in future?

100% yes to both

Do you anticipate future censoring of the new blog?

I dunno man, maybe, Elvis is still that hot

[therealslimshakespeare]

Sarge vibes

@ab4eva

[ab4eva]

“What is it Daddy? What’s wrong?” Little Jesse is at his daddy’s side in an instant, dropping to his knees on the sand next to Elvis, his sharp, intuitive eyes assessing the situation like a triage doctor on the battlefield. He takes in his daddy’s hands covering his privates and understands what’s happened, in the way that men always understand when that delicate part of them has been injured, like a sixth sense. “Is it your nozzle, papa? Is it hurt?”

[therealslimshakespeare]

after so long this is so imminent! 🙌🏻😭🥰

[aconflagrationofmyown]

Is Rosalee the child who accompanies Elvis on work trips then, even when Elaine or the other children aren’t around? How does he feel about a child relying and depending more on him

Oh I think she does, although in the 60’s all of them tag along most of the time, a bit nomadic and perpetually chaotic but it’s what Elvis promised Elaine. Elaine just didn’t expect an entire decade of movie sets followed by a decade of national touring. So yes. At a certain point I see Rosalee tagging along even when others don’t, she certainly visits him in Vegas more often towards the end of the 70’s than the rest of them cannot with school, she chooses her college to be nearer to him. Memphis is still home he’s just so rarely home, it’s sad. Perhaps when she’s little there are also little Daddy/Daughter dates that they take just the two of them when he’s got short business to attend. 🥰

I try to base much of my impressions of him as a dad off his relationship with Lisa which went from reverent terror at her fragility to perhaps finding fatherhood one of the most satisfying things -he adored being depended on. Like most things we love it scares us shitless deep down once we get our wish granted, but mostly I think it may keep him motivated that Elaine isn’t the all powerful one for everyone, he’s needed too, you know?

[marinas-drafts]

I'm sorry to bother you, but...in the Sarge universe, I can totally see one of the Presley kids (maybe Ella, just for example) constantly bringing home lost or stray animals and begging E and Elaine to adopt them.

No bother at all, this is a delightful thought and I’d say very characteristic of Ella, more than all of them. And that says a lot as they’re all quite devoted to their pets. Which reminds me -I need to feature the pets more often, I’ve been slacking.😆

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Sarge vibes -Elaine & Jesse

oh it’s an unaccountable thing, that rush of gratitude and relief when your first born is laid on your breast. violent love surges after it quick as a tidal wave as a tiny hand still covered in your blood pats your skin to learn you from the outside this time, the only person who’s ever done it opposite from all others. it’s immeasurable the strength that frail little being gives you, to push once more, to bring out another life after it, a twin to reunite the Trinity.

“My son” Elaine acknowledged the gift through the agony, her sweaty forehead against his fuzzy one, watching his brave little face take in the lights and sounds and pain of this life she’d given him with a wonder that steeled her as she braced and pushed again. his face still inspired that in her.

…Jesse cuts himself off, jabbing himself in the eyes with thumb and forefinger, wiping away the sentence with the salt. He looks so much like Elaine when he pinches the bridge of his nose that Elvis aches. Here's his son, with his face and build and blue eyes, but his fire is all Elaine. His Laney. His Tink, his rock, his wife.

"You gotta let mama go, daddy. You gotta let mama rest." And Jesse is the one who looks worn, looks so, so tired. It's a twisted fun house mirror of Elaine: suddenly he can see just how exhausted she's been, for so long he doesn't want to remember.

“We made that!” Elaine hisses excitedly in his ear through the tempo of Abba blaring as Elvis watches Jesse move among his wedding guests with the same giddy pride that Elaine feels.

He grins and leans back on her as she nuzzles his cheek, arms stretched to wrap him in a hug. “We sure did. And he’s a married man.” he whispers with awe at the idea that he’s lived to see an entire dream play out. One he harbored as a young and hopeful idiot with more want than sense. God’s been good, kinder than He had any business being to sinners like him. “And he’s marryin’ a good’un.”

Elaine squeezes him harder and he can feel the sense of accomplishment radiating off her, like they’re a King and his Queen leaned to the side of the dance floor surveying their kingdom come. “I wonder,” she murmurs, “how many firstborns have saved their families like he’s done.”