#Elvisxreader

[star-shard]

Summer Storm 

Elvis X Reader 

Premise: A crab shack by the beach. A raging storm. A night together.

Words: 1.2k Note: Implied age gap. Older!Reader (Both characters are fully consenting adults in this fic) Oral (f receiving, pretty mild NSFW)

You hadn't tasted coca cola off someone’s lips. Not like this. If ever you did, there was always a twist of rum off it. Not now. This man was all sugar, no liquor. Elvis could make an ice cold wind feel like a pleasant breeze. Right now he sheltered you from the coming storm.

There was word it could become a hurricane, vacationing families had already packed up or hunkered down in their hotels.  The two of you were wedged behind the crab shack you work in. He and his boys were looking for authentic sea side food. As he said it, it was his first time seeing the ocean.

You wondered if he said that to all the girls in towns like this. You wondered if you had eyes like his mother, that was a line you’d heard before.

But the way he held you right underneath the back wooden porch of this hole in the wall, maybe he meant what he said. He kissed you like he was trying to say something. “What?” When he responded, thunder drowned him out. He smiled and you could tell what he said next was something different from before.

“I think we ought to call the weather man, I got a perfect name for this hurricane.” He grinned. You bit his lip. 

Crazy man. You grabbed his arm. The upstairs to the restaurant had been used for ‘storage’, but dollars to donuts if it hadn’t been used for fooling around since you were a kid. That thumping up stairs was never seagulls like people said. 

Elvis nearly tripped on the old soggy steps after you. You caught him. Just a second of tripping but see him shook for a moment, that was alright. Like it broke a bit of the rock star, made this lunatic a bit more down to Earth. 

Fighting the door open to the attic was almost as hard as fighting it closed. He heaved. You heaved. Your clothes weren’t even off and you already sounded like two dogs ready to go. Elvis gave a shove with his shoulder. That did the trick.

“I love a man’s man.” You say with a sly little twang. But you couldn’t help but notice he might have banged up his wrist. “Watch it!” Just as he took a step back, you knew he’d just about step into old netting kept up here, and that’d really kill the mood. You caught him before he could fall.

You caught him right on the small of his back. 

How often was it that he looked up like this towards a woman? “How old are you?” Normally when someone asked that, you’d have gotten offended. But, odds are this man didn’t often roll with someone a couple years above his age bracket. Usually, his type only picked cherries but rarely admired the tree it came from. You tasted that soda on your lips again.

You stepped over the netting like a pro, kicking aside some floaty toys so that you could turn on some light up here. Odds are it wouldn’t last too long. The power would get knocked out later… The only source of light was an old OPEN sign. It flashed. 

“I should ask you the same thing. You kiss really eager.” The rain was getting loud. At least the low hum of the jukebox below was smooth. The Platters, they were a good group.

Elvis, with the low illumination of both the flashing neon and the flashing lightning, stepped through various junk, old furniture, enough to get to you. Because boy did he want to get to you. It was shame the roof leaked. “I’m old enough to marry you.”

You smiled at him. In this low pink light, you saw his face better than downstairs in fluorescents. You saw his blue eyes, his soft face and jaw turning as he went for your neck. Funny you came here to get away from the rain, yet water fell in a way that his hair was all in his face.

He leaned you down in a place where you used to sleep. The owner of this place let you up here sometimes when rent got too high at home. But this was different than being laid down by someone you were serving black coffee. This boy ate well. Boy. Did he eat well.

“Elvis,” you grabbed his head. “Jeez, boy, did a ring get stuck up in there? Looking for something?” You couldn’t help it. A giggle turned into a squeal. Shit, this man was turning you into a School girl. When you looked his cheek was rested against your thigh. 

He licked a stripe against you. You shivered. The storm. It was shaking the walls. 

“Get on up here now, I’m not dying with my pants down.” Elvis laughed. God, it was deep, right in his chest. 

Elvis smiled. That half moon grin, if the mood had been hit by a rocket. A crooked little grin. “Can’t die during a song like this, Ms. Summer.” It wasn’t your name. You supposed that’s how a traveling musician operated. They didn’t remember you, they remembered how you felt against them. 

“How come you’re not scared now? A little storm is something, but boy it’s picking up.” 

Elvis knocked the idea around in his head, crawling up to lay down next to you. Your pants were still down. Maybe he just wanted to look down at you now and then, admire it while he could. While the sky threatened to swallow the two of you up. “I pretend too much.” 

He put an arm around you. “The stamps, Great Pretender” he said. He knocked the wood floor next to you, the jukebox still singing Tony Williams proud just a floor below. Right, just singing along. You thought you’d seen him for real for a second, god he sure knew how to make a lady believe. 

The window broke. Elvis ducked like someone had shot it out. He grabbed down right onto your torso, you sat up to catch him. You pet his hair. It wasn’t black, half of that came off onto your hand. 

And yet besides all that he checked to see If any glass had gotten on you. “Just salt in my eyes,” you reassured him. For a while, you didn’t even fool around. For a while, you were just a couple of animals watching a storm by the sea. 

Elvis, Summer, and storm.

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The two of you were woken up by a holler from the morning shift waitress, a few bandmates waiting by the stairs. You and Elvis had been coiled like snakes. At least he’d pulled your pants up by now. You’d fallen asleep indecent. You wondered how the hell he’d done that. You wondered a lot about him.

But, who were you to ask anything when it wasn’t raining hellfire. 

Elvis went off to his boys, you briefly wondered if you’d be looked back on as a conquest. If he’d tell his buddies he’d fucked you. Men did that sometimes. But, you had a feeling he wouldn’t. Just a feeling you had.

Elvis ordered one more coke before he left down. He asked you to kiss the bottle before he took the first swig. 

Asshole. Sweet man. You’d remember him. 

The OPEN sign flashed.

[elvispresleywife]

Maybe?...

OK! SO.....I posted my first fic recently which I hope people enjoyed.....I'm thinking about maybe doing a few more pieces, of course they will be written in my timing and everything but if you have any ElvisxReader related ideas you would like me to consider maybe writing (if I'm good enough....I know I'm a newbie) then please send them through! I wouldn't mind! Again though, it might take me a bit to get them out but that's ok! If your willing to wait and want someone to write them...(I hope I did him some sort of justice...) then please let me know!

[vintageaustin]

put me in a movie🍒

muture

pairing: Austin x reader

summery: both Austin and reader have an unhealthy obsession with each other

TW: smut cursing choking, unprotected sex, making a video ;) breeding kink use of the word daddy Austin is lowkey an asshole it's rough very rough 10 year age gap stalking

you were helping your dad around the set of Elvis. And not because you wanted to be a director like him, but because you had the biggest “crush” with austin butler.  and to be honest you couldn’t really call him a crush anymore after a few weeks it became an unhealthy obsession of yours.

 you couldn’t help it there was just something about that man that made you want him. and you’d do any but anything to get what you wanted 

but little did you know that you and Austin shared the same obsession for one another, he saw you walk around the set multiple times. and he just knew that he needed to have you he’d never felt such a deep connection to anyone else he ever met before.

 The movie star knew he had a very obsessive way of acting but he'd never thought of himself.  as someone that would obsess about a girl who’s 10 years younger than him. but here he was determined to make you his. 

It was near the end of the day when you knocked on his trailer door, Austin opened the door in his boxers, probably getting ready to go home. you smirked slightly as Austin looked at you.

  “So are you gonna keep standing there or are you coming in” he snapped at you and you looked up at him and nodded “yeah..sure” you mumbled and went into his trailer as he closed and locked the door behind you.

as soon as you walked in you looked around his trailer. the first thing you noticed when you looked around his trailer was.one of those vintage film cameras. You wondered what he used it for as you got lost in your thoughts Austin’s cleared his throat after putting.

 His button up on he looked over at you. “so I’m guessing your here because I saw you smoking outside after we filmed trouble and you don’t want me to tell your dad am I correct?” He asked. 

You shyly nodded your head and looked him up and down how could. someone so perfect be such an arrogant asshole and how did you end up falling in love with him. He let out a dry chuckle and went over to his jacket. 

He grabbed a cigarette that he wrote his number on, he walked over to you smirk planted on his face “do you want it doll face?”. You nodded your head eagerly and he shook his head and let out a chuckle as he gave it over to you. 

You palmed the cigarette as Austin grabbed your chin making you look at him. *you wait till tomorrow then you’ll call it okay baby?* he said leaning in placing his lips on yours. You couldn’t help but freak out on the inside was he actually doing this? Were you actually kissing him ? 

After he pulled away you looked up at him giving him the Bambi eyes. “Why you wanna put me in a movie daddy?” You said glancing over at the video camera. 

Austin smirked and choke his head “Yano princess ya might just be putting ideas in my head now go on let me get dressed.” He said as you turned around and left the trailer.

You waited for a day to call the number but when you did Austin came to pick you up. He rolled up in a white corvette and you about soaked your panties right at the spot. You’ve never seen a more attractive thing than him driving a car.

As soon as you got in the car he drove off, he picked up your hand and planted a kiss to it. You smiled softly at how much of a gentle man he could be after he put your hand down. His hand found your thigh. 

It was sick since he’s taken but honestly, you didn’t care you wanted it and clearly he wanted it too. After what seemed like forever you pulled up to his  house.

It was bigger than you expected it to be, he got out of the car and walked around it opening the door for you. “Cmon doll face don’t make me wait”. He said in a low voice as he held his hand out for you. You took his hand and get out of the car.

As you walked into the house you looked around, he really was 50s cool but it was definitely a cover up for all of the trouble he’s gotten himself into. You being one of those, you always fell for the wrong type things that are bad always tasted nicer your got snapped out of your thoughts as Austin spoke up again.

He was sat on the couch man spread as he watched you look around ever so innocently knowing better tho. “Cmere baby” he said as he pat his lap, you did as told and sat in his lap still looking around. You spotted the camera sitting in front of his tv as a slight smirk appeared on his face.

Austin moved your hair out of the way as he started kissing down your neck. You hum as he pulls away from you. Moving his hand over to your face making you look at him. “You’re so pretty” he whispered as he planted a kiss on your lips.

You kissed back eagerly, because let’s be fair you’ve been craving this kiss for a good while now,  Austin started to slide the spaghetti bands of your dress down your arms never breaking the kiss. 

“do you want it baby?” He proceeded to mumble against your lips. You let out a soft whine as conformation which caused him to let out a low chuckle. “Cmon princess show daddy how much you want it, show me how much of a good girl you are”. He said as he pulled away from your lips and started undoing his belt.

You got on your knees and helped him slowly taking of his pants. He saw your eyes widen at the bulge in his pants,

Let’s just say it was definitely king size. 

authors note: okay so there's a possibility for a part 2 which would be smut technically , i do have the smut part ready but my head has been all over the place the best few days to the point of crying for 2/3 hours so

[vintageaustin]

Last song: you’re on your own, kid - Taylor swift

Last show: daisy jones and the six

Currently watching: nothing

Currently reading: wuthering heights

Current obsession: Lana del Rey, Elvis Presley, Austin butler and uh death?♥️

Tagging: @asshlyyyy bc idk anyone else

Omg look I did something

thanks for tagging me @steph-speaks 💖

last song: flawless execution by pierce the veil

last show: criminal minds

last movie: girl happy

currently watching: …criminal minds…

currently reading: the maze runner again

current obsession: spencer reid & matthew gray gubler

tagging: @burninlovebutler @samfangirls @bisexualwvtson @lllsaslll @loving-elvis @presleysdarling

[austinsmutler]

Currently fighting the urge to write an ElvisxReader with small boobs, solely so I can think of this meme while I publish it:

I'll leave it up to y'all to tell me how hard to fight this urge.

[slxtarchive]

Hello! I don't know if your doing requests. I've read your work and found it really enjoyable to read! So I have a request if your open to it. I'm a sucker for ElvisxReader hence my name :) however, I was wandering if you could do, just a Elvis x Cold Reader one. I don't have many ideas, but I really like this kind of stuff. Look I was just wandering or requesting if you could do an Elvis x Reader, where the Reader is like really cold somewhere when it's them and the mafia maybe at an outdoor party, or a pool party, or even at a cabbin in the snow or something, and I don't know Elvis try's to help the reader warm up with like giving her his jacket or rubbing her arms and being all nice as a boyfriend or husband. I'm shorter than the average woman so maybe a cute height difference thing. It would make my day, but if not totally understand! No pressure! Hope everything is good! Also i have brown hair and hazel eyes, so if you could incorporate that AMAZING! If not, no pressure. Again only if you feel like it. I don't want this to be a burden in any way.

Again please don't feel pressured at all!!

Xx

hold my hand to keep me warm?

summary: elvis brought you along with him to a mountain trip and it happened to be snowing up there. you weren’t expecting such cold weather so you only packed one good sweater; anyone who lives in the mountains knows that’s not enough …

pairings: elvis x reader

warnings: nothing really just light funny cursing and fluff

authors note: tysm this is so wholesome i loved writing this ! thank you for your patience!

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You had done everything you could to make sure you weren't cold while you and Elvis were getting ready to meet up with a few people to enjoy the snow.

You had put on some black pants with a fur coat, a beanie, and your doc martens. That was the closest you were going to get to be warm.

You were waiting for Elvis to get finished getting ready so you decided to make the two of you some hot cocoa.

Speaking of, the cabin you both rented came with a hot cocoa cart you loved.

You started the cocoa and heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Mama, come ‘ere. Tell me, is this too much?” Elvis came rushing down. He had on some jeans that were just baggy enough with a black long sleeve and a khaki fur coat and some snow boots.

“You look so very handsome, Elvis.” You smile as you walked towards him fixing the color of his jacket.

“You look oh so beautiful my love. Wonder who bought you these.” He pointed at your doc martens. He bought you them as a birthday gift two years ago when you first started dating. They still fit.

“Mmm, I wonder who. Hot cocoa?” You asked walking back to the cart.

“Yes please, baby.” He sits down on the couch in the living room tying up his boots.

You poured the hot water inside the mug and then poured the packet in stirring it up.

You did what you wanted to do to make it just right and it was ready to be given and to drink.

You two had a few minutes to spare so you both drank the hot cocoa slowly in the living room cuddling on the couch and listening to some music. Just enjoying each other's company.

“Ready honey?” He asked you.

You nodded getting up and grabbing your scarf and purse. He looked in the mirror that was right next to the front door fixing up his hair.

You joined him looking at yourself causing Elvis to smile and make eye contact with you through the mirror. He pulled you close to him kissed your forehead then led you out the door.

The good thing about the cabin is that it was super close to where Elvis’s friends were staying.

You both walked to where you guys were meeting which was one of Elvis’s friend's cabins and stepped up to the front door.

Elvis knocked on his friend's door waiting patiently.

“E! Finally! Come on in! We’re in the backyard. There’s a nice slope we can ski down. We’ve got all the equipment.” His friends burst with joy. “Hey, nice to see you y/n. Come in come in.”

He moves out of the way for you and Elvis to step inside the house. It was a nice cabin with a wood foundation. It looked very cozy. You could tell the heater was on because of the big difference in temperature stepping into the house.

You move throughout the house admiring the paintings scattered around.

You saw a view of the back door and the increasing blanket of snow on the porch. Elvis’s friend came out with two pairs of skis, goggles, and helmets.

“We have instructors outside ready to show you the ropes.” He said.

“Perfect! Thanks, man.” Elvis grabbed the gear. “Come on baby.”

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“That was so fun!” You couldn’t stop your smile from pasting itself on your face. You got the hang of skiing a good hour in.

After that, you started having lots of much-needed fun with Elvis.

Afterward, everyone was hungry so you all began eating what was provided.

After you guys were done Elvis offered to throw away both your trash but you politely declined to say you were going inside anyway to use the bathroom. You took his trash and headed inside throwing it in the bin and heading to the restroom.

You did your business and cleaned yourself up before heading back outside. As if it was any more possible, when you stepped outside you immediately felt like you were colder than earlier.

“Oh my god, it's so cold!” You whined hugging yourself.

“Mm, I know mama, come here.” Elvis invites you over to him.

You follow and he invites you to sit on his lap so he can cuddle you.

When you’re finally in his arms he whispers in your ear. “Hold my hand to keep me warm?”

[papistark]

Well u know if you look up any male character, 80% of the tag is like, fanfic, but youre supposed to insert urself? Well i wanted to express my anger for this, but since tumblr includes mentions in tag searches, i didnt want to use any characters names.

oh my god anon im literally crying i thought u were actually tryna ogle winston churchill i didn’t know tumblr did that mention thing im fucking weeping now oh my god it’s the best misinterpretation to ever happen to me

[elvispresleywife]

Ok guys we have a tie!!!!!!!!! It was between What if Elvis didn't die? and Elvis X Reader needs TLC. Thankyou for everyone who voted and I'm sorry to be so annoying but because this is my first fic I want it to be one you WANT to read you know?

So if you wouldn't mind kindly voting one last time for the tie breaker?!

It would be amazing thankyou!!!!

[vintageaustin]

i takes strength to forgive but...

pairing: Austin butler x y/n

Summary: Austin cheated on you and now he's back

Warnings: Angst angst angst mentions of cheating uhm... Cursing mentions of a break up and mental health

It's been months since you last saw austin. you swear you had nightmares from that Saturday in july. you got a phone call from your boyfriend you two had been dating for about 3 years, you haven't seen him in weeks at that point, and was so excited to talk to him, in excitement you picked the phone up. the only thing you didn't expect to Hear him and some girl moaning.

sure it hasn't all been Sunshine and rainbows, but the trust that he betrayed and the confusion that still lingered, he took EVERYTHING you loved and crushed it between his two fingers, you haven't talked to him since it happened, it's been 5 months he tried to contact you he tried trough you’re friends, family hell he even wrote you a letter saying how much you mean to him and  how sorry he is.

you told them you didn’t care and said you were fine. but they knew you couldn't let it go. You tried and tried and….. tried again,  and if he ever thinks about the damage that he did, but you held onto every detail like your life depends on it… So here you were on a random Thursday night. At 2 am fantasizing about everything he'd say he's a little fucking sorry until you heard Baning on you're door. you frowned, sure you didn’t live in the best part of the city.

But this was a first,  you opened the door and your heart stopped for a minute and all you wanted to do was scream, there he was… looking a mess the smell of alcohol hit you the moment he stepped closer. “A-austin W-what are you doing here..?” you mumbled as austin cupped your face.  “i miss you, I miss you so much baby i was so goddamn stupid.” he muttered as he walked both of you back into your apartment. 

you remembered the countless arguments you won in your head, in the shower, the car, the mirror before bed  you name it. every time you hoped he’d feel sorry. and here he was standing in front of you and you couldn't get a word out. and here he was apologizing over and over again, 

after a whole while you spoke up “do you ever think about the… damage that you did…? cus i hold onto every little fucking detail austin, i tried to understand why you did this to me. were you so unhappy?” you spoke as he interrupted “no baby not at-” he stumbled over his words. “Austin, let me talk,” you said and sat down on your couch. “I really wonder how anybody could do the things you did so easily aus… like did I deserve it..? I try to be tough and I try to be mean. but even after all you did you’re still everything to me…”

you said as tears streamed down you’re as you looked  up you saw the tears stream down his face. you blinked your tears away before continuing. "And I know I hurt people, hurt people and we both drew blood but cuts were never equal austin, you had everything and you still wanted more i-i dont get it.” you spoke with your chest “i never did anything but be there for you and support you..” you said choking in your tears. 

‘i… i was drunk, it didn't mean anything, and when i heard you cry on the phone y/n i… I snapped back to reality, you are the only one for me …. it's always been and always will be you baby, i'm so sorry… I'm so sorry I haven't been here  for you, i… can we restart? I know I don't deserve it but… please can we restart?” he pleaded 

you sighed softly ‘it takes strength to forgive austin and.. I'm not sure I'm there yet, I guess…  i'll give you another chance… but we take it slow my pace.. okay? you asked softly 

Austin nodded “thank you thank you thank you.” he said. and grabbed your face and kissed you softly he had his girl back he couldn't be happier. you on the other hand felt … scared to give him your heart again… 

the evening ended with you falling asleep in Austin's arms.

[vintageaustin]

baby blues

pairing: Austin Elvis or just Elvis x reader

summery: you find him cheating and rage takes over

warnings: angst cheating mentions of drugs pregnancy Elis needing a serious self check fighting cursing light slaping reader knowing her worth uh lemme know if i missed anything

you were currently seven months pregnant with your first baby. you were over the moon and so was your husband Elvis. at least you thought he was,  but lately he seemed to change. it almost seemed like you weren’t enough for him anymore.

how was that fair? you were the girl that has been there through everything, but lately he’s been pushing you aside,  you didn’t deserve it tho heel you did anything for your husband you just wanted a little more respect, especially now that you were pregnant.  

you were grocery shopping with your mom,  as you  came home you noticed a strange pair of shoes, next to your husbands you put the bags on the counter and slowly made your way up the stairs.

you opened the door and let out a loud gasp, as you saw your husband snort.

whatever he was snorting off the other girl's chest. Elvis looked up and got off the bed running after , as you made your way down the stairs.  “no no no baby wait baby let me explain cmon mama i c-'' he pleaded. 

Once you got down the stairs he tried to get a hold of you and you shook him off as he fell back against the. wall you walked over to him. 

you could see the girl leaving your home in the corner of your eye, “dont fucking call me that,  the only one who’d be allowed to call me that rom now on would be our UNBORN CHILD Elvis.”

you said and slapped him, “how could you, you’re not fucking up my life, or MY child their life, HOW COULD YOU” you yelled, 

when you noticed Elvis wasn’t even looking at you, you grabbed his jaw and made him look at you. ”look at me when i'm fucking talking to you king” you spat looking at the man you once loved full hatred tears threatening to slip.

but you weren’t gonna let them, you weren’t gonna give him that pleasure. 

“ i gave you EVERYTHING, everything is always about elvis, always making sure Elvis was okay,  it’s all for you everything i do, BUT WHAT ABOUT ME ELVIS YOUR PREGNANT WIFE” you yelled he looked at you and spoke up

“baby i can fix this please, let me fix this i want to fix this y/n” he pleaded. you shook your head and chuckled dryly.

you’re blood boiling you knew it wasn’t good for your baby and you tried to calm down but you just couldn’t look at him. not when he was looking at you with those pleading eyes,

“i don’t give a fuck about what you want Elvis, it’s about what i want for once,  your’re gonna get help.” you said and in pure honesty you’ve never felt this bitter before.

Elvis looked at you and nodded his head “and you are gonna be there for your fucking child if i’ll even let you see them, hell you’re lucky if i don’t divorce you” you saw him.

looking away from you again you grabbed his jaw tighter and moved his face back. “I SAID LOOK AT ME, you can’t even look you’re own fucking wife in the face “ you said and let out a small laugh. 

“i hope you’re happy because if you don’t fucking change and get the help you need, they can have you, you’re gonna lose me your precious girl do tell me did you call her that too.”

you said never have you sounded so cold before, and honestly you didn’t wanna have to sound like it again ever. 

Elvis shook his head and choked out an “you’re my precious girl”. you chuckled and shook your head and slapped his face softly mumbling an “get out of my face” before walking away.

i am a sucker for female rage and there's allot of it in this slaayyy

[vintageaustin]

lotta true crime part 4

pairing: serial killer Austin x reader

summary: serial killer Austin kidnaps reader who has a podcast about true crime with her friends cus she saw something she shouldn't

trigger warnings: mentions of murder and well death kidnapping Stockholm syndrome.. mentions of various serial killers talk of blood and knifes psychotic thinking... and smut in the next chapters last but not least my shitty writing

authors note: sorry it took so long to write art 4 i kept re writing it. might be a part 5,6

special tag: @asshlyyyy

*couple of years earlier *

“I might…” Austin said as he took another swing of his drink. “I might kill my ex…” he laughed as he looked at his best friend.

“Not the best idea….  Her new boyfriends next.” He said and stared daggers at his so called best friend Jordan, but Jordan should’ve known better he should’ve know better then fuck Austin’s girlfriend.

Did he really love her no? Did that matter no. It wasn’t a if I can’t have her no one will kind of case, but tsk he thought Jordan knew better then touch what’s his 

*present time*

Now how did he get here…in downtown Los Angeles.

He slit the girls neck, but little did he know he was getting sloppy sure he wore gloves but there was a witness .. and he dropped the knife.

Little did he know that person saw his face. Maybe not clearly but certain details they’ll remember 

*pov switch* 

Meanwhile It’s been a couple of months since Austin kidnapped you.

Your friends and family have been looking for you every night and day, while you were happily playing house with your serial killer boyfriend. And the worst part was it didn’t even bother you one bit.

You were happy and sure Austin wasn’t perfect but who was you were blinded by love. And you weren’t exactly perfect either. You cleaned the stains out of his blood stained clothes and made him dinner.

If you were being honest Austin was insane and you handled it beautifully. You never saw yourself as a house wife at all you hated when people wanted that 1950s shit they asked from you.

But here you were willing to be a bride love really did make blind and you’d be damned if you’d let it slip by. 

When Austin came home from work you were laying on the couch as you scrolled though Netflix. Watching that new Dahmer show, because at the end of the day you were still a true crime student taking online courses. 

He smiled softly as he put his keys down after he  locked the door back up. He walked over to the couch and bend down kissing you. “Hi” he said in between the kiss “baby”. You smiled softly and kissed back holding his cheek. “Hm hi how was work?” You asked and sat up a bit.

Austin sat down on the couch and put your legs on his lap. He let out a dry chuckle and started kissing up your neck. “Chilled a bit” he mumbled. Getting closer and closer to your ear “killed a bit” he whispered in your ear. And started to tickle you.

You laughed softly, this man had all of you, he owned you and he…. He would be lost without you. It’s crazy really how fast two people can fall in love, how fast they can bond over being insane… and then end up insanely in love with one another. You remember your friends, they were talking about you on the podcast it was kinda sad. A part of you felt guilty but then again they never treated you good did they. At the end of the day you knew that in a few months they wouldn’t even notice you were gone.

You got snapped out of your thoughts. As the door bell ring you looked over at Austin and he frowned as he checked the camera on his phone. “Cops…?” He mumbled to himself as he looked at you. “Listen honey I want you to go hide in room underneath our bed okay?” He said and cupped your face kissing you.

After the kiss you ran off and hid underneath your bed. Austin on the other hand went out to the door and opened it. “Good afternoon officer,how can I help you today?” He asked ever do polite. “ good afternoon mr butler just wondering why you got all these… bars up your window and doors…?” The police officer asked suspicious.

Austin chuckles and  let out a small sigh “yeah well officer I do live in a nasty neighborhood rather be safe then sorry” he said and rubbed the back of his neck. 

The officer nodded and scanned all over him still suspicious. “What happened to your hand..? If I may ask” the officer asked and looked at the bandage around his hand. “Oh I burned it while taking something out of the oven.” Austin said and looked down at his hand.

The Other officer nodded and spoke up. “You haven’t heard anything about the murders in the neighborhood have you, the missing girl?” He said as he showed him a. Picture of you, Austin looked at the picture and shook his head “no sir sorry I haven’t seen her around” was all he said. The officer nodded and spoke up for the last time “just uh stay in town we might have some more questions, if you see anything call us” he said before walking of.

Austin nodded and closed the door “good day officer”. He said and waited for them to to get in their car and drive of as soon as they did. He kicked the door “FUCK”. He said and rubbed his face you came running out of the room and looked at him.

“What’s happening ..?” You asked nervous. Austin walked over and wrapped his arms around your waist. 

“Well baby better start packing, we’re going to Vegas “

love, jessica

[vintageaustin]

i've got my eye on you

pairing: austin x reader

summeray; uh reader is getting hate and becomes suicidal austin heps them trough it uh yea

trigger wanrnings: mentions of hate, suicide depresion swearing

authors note; i wrote this from a very persoal pov so if you have any hate keep it to yourself and dont read it please

It wasn’t easy for Austin to see his girlfriend being hated on, no matter what you did it was never good enough for his fans. i mean you were a singer and he was an actor.. the two of you'd been dating for quite sometime now and the hate kept coming but…

In full honesty it shouldn’t matter right? He thought to himself. But that was easier said then done, he loved you and you loved him and that’s all that should matter. 

But lately he started to notice his girlfriend giving away things she liked, not even liked, love it could differ from it being your favorite lipstick. To your favorite dress, it was mostly to your friends but… 

That didn’t mean he didn’t have his mind on it. If he was honest with himself he saw you losing that twinkle in your eyes. As if you were losing your love for life and he just.. he couldn’t let his baby, his precious girl slip through his fingers like that.

He couldn't have it all gone,  after his day off filming he decided to pick up a bouquet of your favorite flowers, sure it was a small gesture but it’s gotta count for something…right? he questioned himself.  when he finally got back to you’re shared apartment,  he found you sobbing on the couch,  

his heart broke at the sound of your sobbing. There you were the love of his life his Everything. Was sitting on the couch wearing her favorite hoodie. And was crying her eyes out, reading all the hate his own God fans posted on internet.

He told her every time again not to look at it. That they weren’t true but she couldn’t help it they haunted her down if they needed to, on to tell her stuff like “you are so fucking ugly” or “Austin deserves so much better”, “I don’t know what he sees in her she’s so talentless”.

To be honest the list went on and on about how much they hated his girl. But what people don’t understand is that words and actions hurt and my god was his girl going. Trough it  he gently made his way over to the couch and. Got on his knees in front of you “baby..” he said gently as ever. In a thick southern accent he had due to getting the honors to play the king of rock n roll. In the upcoming biopic Elvis,

“Hey c’mon honey look at me.. show me that pretty face please.” He said gently trying to keep his voice from cracking as his heart was breaking. You looked up at him as you managed to say trough your tears “I-I c-can’t do it anymore aus.. they hate me you ha-“ you cried as he cut you off before you could even finish that sentence.

“Don’t even dare say that I hate you baby. You know I love you… please don’t cry they don’t know what their talking about their dumb, and please don’t say that baby, you’re so strong I know you are darling we can get trough it” he said as he gently grabbed you’re face and placed his lips on yours. Finally letting his tears run over his cheeks, 

He looked at her as she let out a soft sigh.  It took him a while to speak up again, “ please princess please promise me you won’t … you won’t hurt yourself!” He asked and you looked at him for a moment. “I-….I promise”. You sobbed as he pulled you in a hug and climbed on the couch with you so he could cuddle you. he hate how he saw you lose joy in life,  you started to  lose joy in making music, you started to lose your passion for singing, the list went on and on.

and austin had only one mission really, that was to make you fall back in love with life

heyyy guys i uh was hopefull to say i'm back fully but i dont think i am since i just posted this while crying, but one day i'll be back you just wait and see

thank you for everyone liking/reblogging my posts it means A LOT as always i love you my munchkins

forever yours j x

[vintageaustin]

take me to church

pairing: king Elvis x reader

warnings: the church, uhm god...? Fathers...?

Listen to Salvatore by Lana when you read it trust me

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`To many many people in your small town you weren’t anything special just the pastor's daughter, but to the young prince who would soon be king. Elvis Presley, you were so so much more. 

 Even though the only times the two of you talked was when he went to the church let’s just say you made his sundays allot easier, but he only really saw you in church or  when your father would be over to give his Father  advice. He just knew there was something special about you. 

you were sweet as honey and your smile could light up a whole room, it was like you were the giggle at a funeral and you were everything a king could want. The only problem was your father, the pastor and the young prince didn’t exactly get along.  

The church used to help his father rule’ their country , but in Elvis' eyes they were taking his fathers power and Trying to shape his future kingdom to their hand.

but when his father finally stepped down it was his turn to rule. the first thing the king without weaknesses as they thought did. was to remove the church and your father as his royal advisors. Which also led to seeing you less and less until you weren’t allowed to see him at all anymore.

but  he’d find his way to face your father and ask for your hand. He did it all and he stood tall. He was the king after all. Sure some days he’d pray for silence and sometimes he’d pray for you. Eventually after a few days he did see you again, maybe he wasn't that much of a believer but if he could see his girl that way. anyone could take him to church.

After months of asking you out you finally agreed to. go out with the young king. And let’s just say it made you feel ecstatic even if your king would just take you on a walk trough his gardens.

He was your king and you were his future queen.  Months passed.. and you guys sneaked around you even spent nights at the castle and because of those nights you. Your little mistake happened and well.. let’s just say.

Atleast Elvis was sure you were gonna be his queen now. 

Even if your father didn’t like it the three of you were having dinner at Elvis his castle. Your father not even noticing the whole plan behind it. Was simply to ask for your hand 

“So the whole reason I invited you over for dinner sir.” Elvis said as he took your hand “is to ask you if I may have your daughter her hand in marriage ” he spoke and your father looked up from his plate and simply said “no.” Both you and Elvis were to stunned to speak and there was an uncomfortable silence until your boyfriend decided to speak up.

“I’m marrying her whether you like it or not”. Elvis said in quite a demanding voice “she’ll be my wife she’ll by my queen!” He spoke even louder. You squeezd his hand and rubbed it with you thumb as your father let out a laugh.

“No. I am NOT marrying my daughter my only daughter of to a selfish king who thinks he’s the prophecy” your father spoke just as loud as demanding. 

Elvis let out a low chuckle. “Well I fucking ought to be if someone is gonna safe this GOD FOR SAKEN country it’s me and I’m gonna do it with your daughter by my side as my wife as me queen!” He yelled which. Made you flinch you weren’t scared of him but you also never saw him act like this. 

Your father shook his head “I said no there’s nothing you could say to me to that shall change my mind and god is my witness” Elvis laughed. And shook his head 

“You forget that… god isn’t king here I am, besides she’s with child” he chuckles dryly “my child…. Now are  you sure you don’t wanna marry her off to me?” He smirked and leaned over kissing your cheek before  he sat back in his chair.’ And al there was now was silence.

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Special tag: @asshlyyyy

so this is the last thing I’m posting for a while..

I need some healing

I lost the most important person I had last night

But I’ll be back goodbye for now 🧡

[vintageaustin]

I’m back baby.

Coming Tuesday; Lover

[vintageaustin]

say yes to heaven say yes to me

pairing: Austin x f reader

summerary : it's the 50s and Austin is about to get married to the love of his life

Warnings: none

authors note: this takes place in the 50s!! no it's not Elvis Austin it's just Austin and yes there are mentions of Elvis , now enjoy my munchkins

Austin was getting ready for his wedding which would be happening in the next few hours, and if he was being honest he was a nervous wreck. He hadn’t seen you in two maybe three days stupid traditions, he just wanted to see you.

It was the late 1950s and you and Austin had been dating since the beginning of your high school years, you were out to be a famous singer and he was a starting actor. Sure he hadn’t had allot of big rolls yet but he sure had some great once tho.

But here he was getting married to the love of his life, and he just prayed to the Lord above that everything would go perfect today. He knew you’ve been stressing over the wedding ever since he proposed to you. He proposed to you in may and well now it was October 1958.

Needless to say you planned the wedding faster then he’d gotten on his knee to propose To you. It wasn’t a big wedding maybe 50 people at most just his friends and family and your family and a bunch of your brothers friends.

It wasn’t easy being the younger Presley sibling trying to make it in the shadows of her brother. He knew that much but he was so so proud of every step you made. He got snapped out of his thoughts as someone laid an hand on his shoulder. “Austin? Are you okay it’s time to get into our spots” Elvis said. Austin nodded and got into his place the moment he saw you enter the door he couldn’t take his eyes of you.

He tried not to cry as he watched you walk down the aisle because of the bunch of people watching him. But let’s be fair everyone cries at weddings and he couldn’t help to  let a tear or two slip

When you finally reached him he took a hold of your hands and smiled softly. “Hi you look really really handsome” you giggle and he couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. “Y-you..wow….” He cleared his throat for a second seeing he was about to cry again “you look sickeningly beautiful” he whispered as You blushed.

After the wedding officiant held his whole trough sickness and health speech. It was tien for your vows and Austin had his ready ever since the day he met you. He chuckled softly and looked up not even needing a note to remember them. 

“Dear y/n ever since the day we met and you called me an arrogant son of a …. Can’t say that word in church darlin but you know what I mean I knew you were the one, after countless times of asking you out and you ignoring me you finally said yes, I didn’t take us too long to make it official but when we did I knew I had to

Lock you down as soon as possible” he smiled and slid the ring on your finger “and with this ring I’ll officially will not ever let you go” he said and looked at the marriage officiant “I do”

*flash back to may 1958*

 Austin took you to your usual hang out spot at the diner for when you wanted to get away from your friends and needed some alone time. It was just out of town you two

Stumbled onto it once when you were out visiting . 

One of his aunts and ever since it became your spot, but today would be different today was tHE day his hands were sweating and his mouth was dry. It was the day he finally had the balls to do it, he was gonna propose to you.

And boy oh boy was he scared what if you’d say no.. no you wouldn’t say no right.. right? He asked himself one time after another. He looked over at you as you were going on and on about how your brother pissed you off. 

He chuckled softly and looked at you “honey I gotta ask you something please shush for a second” he said sweetly. He smiled softly seeing the blush appear on your cheeks. You nodded your head at him as he got up, you watched him get up he could see the anticipation on your face as he started talking. 

“So I was wondering if you’d say yes to heaven, say yes to me and with this ring I ask you to marry me?” He rhymed and got on his knee opening the small ring box in his  Hand. 

You obviously said yes and he just knew that the minute he got on his knee and he also knew the minute he slid that engagement ring on your finger you’d start planning your wedding.

*end of flashback*

And Now it was your time to say your vows and you smiled softly and looked up at your soon to be husband. “ silly me to fall in love with you, you and me We found peace in one another I think heavens and hell decided that they both are satisfied with the choice of. putting us togetherAnd I promiseI will never Ever  Let you go Your the one for me

It’s you and me till the end of times

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You said trough your tears sliding the ring on his finger “I do” you said and looked at the wedding officiant.

“I hear by declare you husband and wife you may now kiss the bride!” The wedding officiant called out as Austin sneaked his arms around your waist you smiled as he dipped

You down and placed. His lips on yours 

You were officially husband and wife and no one could take that away from you ever again.

sooo like lemme know if i made grammer mistakes and enjoy love jessica

[vintageaustin]

until i found her pt 3

pairing: austin!elvis x reader

Warings: don't think there are any honestly

Co writer: @asshlyyyy

 hoped he’d be your last It was the next day and you were getting ready to go to the diner. Little did you know Elvis was already there and hell was he nervous.  His palms  were sweaty and he was waiting around the diner sitting in a booth sure maybe.

He was an hour early but… you’re never too early when it comes to a pretty girl. Especially one with a high status wouldn’t wanna keep her waiting.

 He honestly wondered what a girl like you, saw in a boy like himself his friend scotty said it was probably just because you felt sorry for him. but that couldn’t be it right,  he had some hope that you saw more in him than a truck driver. 

When you finally arrived after an hour he was overjoyed. not that you were late elvis was just genuinely happy the wait was over. he smiled softly as you sat with him “hey, you look beautiful today.” he said as you sat down next to him. You gave him a small smile as he handed you two roses they  were pink and white

.” i huh i know it ain’t much but they reminded me of you…”  he said shyly as he looked up from his lap and saw a light blush creep up your cheeks. he smiled softly at you. as the waitress came and took your order. funny enough you both ordered the same thing                     before. even telling each other you smiled softly and spoke up. 

“ so you were free today? No work?” You asked. He chuckled softly “hm, no not today i huh I’ve been working on some songs, so me and ma friends were gonna work on some more songs” he said and played with his napkin. 

He watched you nod your head and smile softly at the older boy. “Are you a singer?” You asked and payed your full attention to him leaning on the table slightly. Elvis nodded his head and gave you a shy smile “u-uh I.. I mean yeah! You might be hearin’ one of ma songs on da radio soon enough, I promise we’re good” he said. His voice filled with excitement yet still so calm and full of shyness. He saw you smile at him as your full attention was on him. 

When your food finally came you both ate in silence to shy to ask one another something. But it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, it was a nice silence so you two sat there in silence finishing your food up. Until Elvis decided to speak up again. “So what about you..?” He asked shyly looking at you trough his eyelashes.

He admired you he truly did, he thought you were pretty and even though she seemed quite simple he just knew there was so much more to. You then you think then anyone else thinks. 

“Uhm.. well I’m in school or well homeschooled… I just work very hard on school and well my horse riding classes and uhm ofc my piano and violin classes can’t forget about those overal I don’t have that much of an exciting life…” she said shyly. And Elvis looked at her and let out a soft chuckles. “You know how to ride a horse I’d say that’s very impressive” he said making the girl across him blush.

*pov switch back to your pov*

After you and Elvis finished your food and your conversation he walked you home. He was the sweetest most gentle boy you’d met in your. Whole 17 years of existing and you couldn’t help but wonder what he saw in you.

  “sooo what kinda house you got?” he asked purely out of curiosity. you giggled and looked at him “i got a white house… with blue shutters and my room is overlooking the river so i can paint..” you smiled softly “and oh we got a big ‘old porch�� wrapped around the entire house.. where me and my mama sit… we drink tea and we often watch the sunset.

he smiled softly and nodded at you.”oh and you met my dog honey.. yeah yeah she’s a she’s somethin else i also have a cat he’s pretty new to the family but he’s real cute he doesn’t really do anything but lay. around he’s a baby you see.” you said and Elvis nodded and chuckled.

sadly the two of you reached your house. you sighed softly it wasn’t a sad sigh at all tho just out of comfort. Elvis chuckled and looked at you, “well goodnight” you said just above a whisper. he smiled at you and laid a hand on your cheek softly stroking it.

“Goodnight my lil butterfly” he said the same way you did. just above a whisper as he leaned in, you stood on your tippy toes as your lips connected and a light tint of crimson made it’s way up your cheeks. after a minute or so he pulled away as you walked inside.

it sound stupid seeing he dropped you of at your litteral door step, but he made sure you got inside cus allot can happen between those five minutes of him walking to his car.

the minute you got inside you leaned against the door and let out a soft giggle.

he was your first kiss and you sure hoped he was your last.

hello munchkins this is the long waited part 3 i'll try to post more just i havnt been the best mentally or pyshical as always i love you guys and enjoy