#austin elvis x olivia priscilla x reader

[bcofl0ve]

Elvis Press Tour Masterpost Pt 1. Cannes Film Festival

Where: Cannes, France / May 2022

In Attendance: Most of the core cast + Priscilla Presley and Jerry Schilling. Just because xyz cast members aren’t seen on the carpet doesn’t mean they weren’t there. Adam Dunn + Xavier Samuel didn’t get photographed on the carpet but were there.

Other Notes: Kaia was in town and with Austin for Cannes!

may 25th pt. 1, press + photo call

austin interview (video)

vanity fair cover (photo)

may 25th pt. 2, premiere

red carpet footage (video, full hour)

sweet moment between olivia & priscilla (video)

baz with priscilla and jerry schilling (photo)

cute moment between austin and kaia (video)

12 minute standing ovation (video)

sweet moment between kaia and austin’s manager (video)

austin and kaia dancing at the afterparty (video)

austin and kaia at the afterparty (photo)

austin and kaia at the after party (video)

baz and austin at the afterparty (video)

more afterparty footage (includes that ^ baz and austin speech but the last 30 seconds of baz with austin and kaia is cute he is going nuts LOL)

elvis drone show at the afterparty (video)

olivia going into (or leaving?) the after party (video, blink and you miss him but i’m pretty sure that’s xavier in the bowtie trailing behind her entourage of body guards LOL)

austin, kaia, tom hanks, priscilla, and baz arriving to/leaving the after party with like .2 seconds of olivia at the end (video)

adam, xaiver and austin at the afterparty (video)

olivia + xaiver samuel at the afterparty and out with her friend jess and adam dunn. interpret as you will 🙈

may 26th, photo call + press

photocall red carpet (video)

press conference (video, the austin/olivia moments that go around tiktok are at the 8:38 and 19:48 timestamps)

misc

austin and kaia at a restaurant (spotting/photo)

olivia at the amFar benefit (photos)

alton at the amFar benefit (photos)

alton and baz at the amFar benefit (photos)

natasha at the amFar benefit (video)

tom + baz + olivia + austin interview (video)

olivia interview (article)

austin photoshoot (video)

[galaxygirl453]

⚠️⚠️WARNING PLEASE READ!⚠️⚠️

⚠️My content is going to be about dark stuff maybe really dark stuff so if you don't like it don't read it and block me⚠️

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⚠️I will be mostly doing Yandere,toxic,mean,and more dark themes/content!⚠️

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⚠️I will be doing⚠️

~ Incest/step-incest

~ Stalking

~ Yandere themes

~ Toxic Themes

~ Dark stuff like Manipulation,gas lighting and more

~ Smut

~Dub-con/Non-con (for innocent reader only)

~CNC (Consensual Non-Consent)

~ And more

⚠️Things I will NOT do⚠️

~ Non-con/Dub-con/rape (for regular reader)

~ Foot Fetish

~ Piss kink

~ Anal stuff like pegging

~ Armpit stuff

~ Food play

~ Transgender,gender neutral or male reader (I'm sorry for people who are males,gender neutral or transgender)

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· I mostly do Austin,Olivia,Vanessa,Elvis,Priscilla, Austin!Elvis,Olivia!Priscilla and anything related to that and am working on star wars stuff which is one the master list

· I DON'T do twilight anymore so that won't be on this Master list only things I'm doing

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MASTER LIST

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🔥=Smut

🦄=Fluff

💞= Multiple relationships.

💔=Angst

🔪=Yandere

🕯=Light Dark/A Little Dark

💊=Dark

💉= Very Dark

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Vanessa Hudgens

Musical love 🔥🕯💞

His secret,her treasure🔥💞

Mafia's housewife (coming soon)

Austin Butler

His secret,her treasure 🔥💞

Their College Love (coming soon)

Brothers and sister-in-law knows best (coming soon)

Baby sitter Alabama (coming soon)

Mafia's housewife (coming soon)

Love Of A Maid (coming soon)

Watch It Doll (coming soon)

Daddy's Naive Princess (coming soon)

Helping Hand To Relax (coming soon)

Co$t Of Being Loved (coming soon)

Ride Of Lust (coming soon)

His Sick Pleasure And True Color (coming soon)

Trapped In A Lie (coming soon)

Trapped In His Beautiful Cage (coming soon)

Past And Future (coming soon)

Obsessed With Your Obsession (coming soon)

Mrs.Baby Butler,Daddy's Here Now (coming soon)

Olivia Dejonge

Mafia's housewife (coming soon)

Love Of A Maid (coming soon)

Elvis Presley

Musical love 🔥🕯💞

Their College Love (coming soon)

Brothers and sister-in-law knows best (coming soon)

Mafia's housewife (coming soon)

Love Of A Maid (coming soon)

Ride Of Lust (coming soon)

Priscilla Presley

Their College Love (coming soon)

Brothers and sister-in-law knows best (coming soon)

Mafia's housewife (coming soon)

Love Of A Maid (coming soon)

Past And Future (coming soon)

Obsessed With Your Obsession (coming soon)

Ride Of Lust (coming soon)

Austin!Elvis

My Best Friend's Sister (coming soon)

Olivia!Priscilla

(Nothing yet)

Anakin Skywalker

Bound To Darkness ( Coming soon)

Thee Princess Of Naboo (coming soon)

Padme Amidala

Bound To Darkness ( Coming soon)

Thee Princess Of Naboo (coming soon)

Obi-wan Kenobi

Thee Princess Of Naboo (coming soon)

Ewan McGregor

(Nothing yet)

Hayden Christensen

(Nothing yet)

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[thegettingbyp2]

Austin x reader

Austin and the reader attended the met gala together and make there debut as a couple but the nights goes south then the reader bumps into his ex

Settling

A/N: I've changed it slightly, I really hope that's okay and that you enjoy it!

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Your body was thrumming with excitement as you held Austin’s hand in the back of the car as you were both driven to the Met Gala. You and Austin had been together for two months and tonight was going to be the first time the public would see you as a couple.

‘You okay over there?’ Austin asked, amusement colouring his tone as he watched your body practically buzz next to him.

‘I’m just excited that we can finally go to an event together,’ you replied, shooting him a wide grin that had his heart skipping a beat in his chest.

‘I know, I’m sorry it’s taken so long,’ he said, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. You giggled softly when he pulled away, his lips now the same colour as your lipstick. Absentmindedly, you reached up and rubbed the make-up off of his skin with your thumb, pressing slightly harder when you felt his teeth playfully nip at the pad of your thumb.

‘Behave,’ you warned when you saw the mischievous glint that had appeared in Austin’s eyes.

‘No promises.’

Before either of you could say anything else, you felt the car slow to a stop and your heart rate picked up as nerves began to set it. Austin’s hand squeezed yours gently. ‘Are you ready for this?’

You smiled back at him. ‘I’ve been ready for this since the moment we started dating,’ you replied. Austin opened the door and stepped out, his hand not leaving yours once as he helped you out of the car and you were both surrounded by camera flashes and screaming fans and paparazzi.

Walking the carpet of the Met Gala felt like a blur, the two of you being stopped often to talk about your new relationship and you felt like you were on top of the world when you finally walked into the building. Austin was currently engrossed in conversation with Baz, his arm wrapped around your waist, keeping your pressed firmly against him. Reaching up to press a gentle kiss to his jaw, you quietly excused yourself, not wanting to interrupt the conversation. As you were walking away, you could feel Austin’s gaze on you and even something as simple as that made you feel so loved by him.

You were standing in front of one of the mirrors in the bathroom, touching up your make-up when you saw Oliva DeJonge walk up to the mirror next to you, recognising her from playing Priscilla opposite Austin in Elvis.

‘Hi!’ she exclaimed, turning towards you when she saw you. ‘You must be (Y/N)! I’m Olivia, it’s so nice to meet you! Austin’s told me so much about you!’

You felt your cheeks heat up at the idea of Austin talking about you and knowing that you’d only been together a matter of weeks when Austin was doing press for Elvis.

‘It’s really nice to meet you too! You were incredible in the film!’ you replied, frowning to yourself slightly when you felt anxiety pooling in your stomach. You and Olivia stood and chatted for a while before you excused yourself, knowing that Austin would probably start looking for you any minute. As you walked back out of the bathroom and towards Austin, you couldn’t help the niggles of doubt flood your mind when you thought back over how nice Olivia was.

Slipping yourself back under Austin’s arm, he welcomed you back with a kiss to the top of your head and you gave him a tight-lipped smile in return. Sensing something wrong immediately, Austin politely excused the two of you and led you to a quiet corner of the room, spinning you around to face him and setting his hands gently on your waist.

‘What’s wrong?’

‘Are you just settling with me?’

Both of your eyes widened, shocked at the words that had just come out of your mouth. You’d shocked yourself with how open you’d just been and Austin was just as shocked to hear that you thought that.

‘Why the hell would you think that?’ he asked, tugging you into him. ‘Have I done anything that might make you think I am because, if I have, I’m so sorry.’

‘You haven’t done anything!’ you were quick to reassure him before sighing and leaning into him. ‘It’s just that I met Olivia in the bathroom and she was so nice and so beautiful and the chemistry that the two of you had was insane. And it just got me thinking, you two would be so good together it’s not even funny and-’ You were abruptly cut off my Austin’s lips pressing insistently against yours and you could feel his smirk against your lips. ‘What was that for?’ you asked, pulling away slightly.

‘(Y/N), I’m not settling.’ He said, his eyes boring into yours as he spoke. ‘Yeah, Olivia’s lovely and beautiful, and I’m going to take that whole chemistry thing as a compliment, but she’s just a friend. Do you really think there’s anyone here who I think is more beautiful than you? You’re the person I fell in love with and you’re the only person I want to be with. There’s no settling involved here, okay?’

Cheeks flushing slightly, you nodded and lowered your head. Austin’s finger came underneath your chin and tilted your head up so he could connect your lips again. This time, the kiss was heady and you could feel by the way he gripped you and pulled you impossibly closer that he wanted you. Needing to come up for breath, Austin pressed his forehead against yours and looked at you, his chest rising and falling heavily as his eyes darkened. ‘I’m going to quickly say my goodbyes and then we’re going straight home so I can show you just how much I want you.’

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

In it together.

Pairing: Austin!Elvis x reader x Olivia!Priscilla.

Summary: After a week of sickness, nothing sounds better than a family day out.

Warning: Time-period racism, Overprotective Austin!Elvis, Fighting, Fluff, Pregnant Olivia!Priscilla, Teen Lisa Marie, Poly relationship. (A/n: sorry this took so dang long, I lost motivation but I tried to push pasted my writer's block for this. I hope you liked it)

You smiled as you took in the fresh air of a gorgeous dawn, the birds chirping was like Harmony to your ears. A week spent in bed without sun and light and nasty medicine was all behind you and now you got to see your babies, Lord had mercy on your little Spencer and Savannah. Now Elvis did the best he could do to deal with their hair, most hairstyles were clumsy and unsure yet the twins wore them with pride and would brag about their daddy doing their hair if the stories your older daughter told you was true.

"Takin' in the view mama." Elvis walked up from behind you and hugged your waist. You hummed and looked over your shoulder to see he wasn't looking at the "View" but you. Gigging you batted his arms from you as you looked through the open door to see Priscilla trying to go down the stairs. "Elvis!" you gasped. "Cilla!" Elvis didn't skip a beat and rushed to help his legitimate wife.

"Oh calm down you two I'm okay." Priscilla huffed yet it held no bite as she allowed Elvis to help her down the last steps. "Cilla, you know how dangerous it is to go down those stairs. Alone" you scolded her and in turn, she rolled her eyes, a tiny smile on her painted lips, and simply walked past you towards the car. "Come on, the kids are waiting," she said looking over her shoulder before opening the passenger seat and sliding into the vehicle. Elvis chuckled and shook his head as he got into the driver's seat, and waited for you to get in the back with Lisa, the twins, and your baby boy. You could see the giddiness of your children, all so happy to go to the new restaurant that opened up close to Beale Street, and Elvis had been dying to visit. The ride was filled with laughter and lively chatter. Once Elvis had parked the car, everyone filed out, the children sported smiles and grins as they looked upon the front of the restaurant was it beautiful, a glowing gold neon sign in cursive was raised above the door, adding a fancy touch. You were luckily seated, almost immediately once they saw your husband, and if you thought the outside was beautiful the inside did it no justice. The carpet was a velvet red and a classy glass, golden chandelier hung from the high ceiling, the black tablecloths and white chair covers popped out of the glamorous colors. Your brows frowened as a waiter came up to your table wearing a spotless suit his eyes flicking to you and your babies, his smile twitching each time he did as he took your orders and rushed away. "I'm so excited for some food." Lisa Marie groaned and leaned back into her chair, eyes closed and dramatically rubbing her stomach, causing the twins to giggle at their older sister as she opened an eye to peek at them, a playful smile on her lips. The giggles, Priscilla warning Lisa Marie to behave, and Elvis trying to calm down his wife blurred to background noise, as you suddenly felt aware of the stares from the other patrons and the not-so-stable way the waiter seemed to whisper to another waiter and pointing to your table. "Mama, ya okay?" Elvis whispered as he grabbed your hand, squeezing it. "Oh, yeah. 'm okay." you faked a smile, reassuring your husband, as you squeezed his hand back as a man came to your table. He didn't look like a waiter, he wore a striped black suit instead of the plain black suits the serves wear and cheap golden jewelry, "Ah, the famous Mr. And Mrs. Presley! Welcome to my restaurant." his grin at Elvis and Cilla before it turned sleazy as he looked at you, "Sorry but pets aren't allowed here, so if you can take your pets out that would very appreciated." a pregnant silence filed the air before the sound of a chair falling to the floor and a grunt broke the silence. "Lisa Maire, help your siblings! " you ordered as you quickly helped Priscilla out of her chair and towards the exit, looking back at your enraged husband. You knew better than anyone you had to get the family away from the scene, you wouldn't let your babies see violence so young. No later Elvis was storming out the door, panting in anger as he slide into the drivers seat, his shaking fingers running through his messed hair and straightening out his shirt. Wordless you leaned forward and took hold of his shoulder, your touched seemed to calm down your husband, as he shaky exhaled,"Thank ya, mama." Elvis laid his hand on yours.

"Mama," Savannah spoke up softly, "why did that man call us pets?" she asked, her eyes glazed over as she looked at you and her father. "Oh baby.." you shushed her as you pulled her into your embrace. "Some people were raised wrong, bug," Priscilla said softly. "but there will be people who will love and care about you regardless of your skin color" Elvis piped in, reaching back to hold his son's arm, comforting the little boy as tiny stifles came out of his lips. "Why don't we head down to our favorite diner?" Lisa Marie suggested, with that the twins cheered up as they pleaded to go, even little Eric cooed in agreement.

The familiar smell of greased food and the cheerful welcome of a waitress as she led you to your tables. And like that, everyone was happy again, At times like that you realized despite the cruelty you weren't alone anymore. You had your family, you had your fortress and you were all in it together.

[elvisabutler]

What about reader who's the on the costuming team for Elvis, and is put in charge of making and tailoring Austin's costumes. As time goes on Austin low-key starts sexting her in the outfits, starting with something like "am I wearing this right?" and needing to be shown how to tie a crop top in the baby blue outfit to "it's feeling a little tight in certain areas and I think i desperately need a tailor ;)" in one of the Vegas Jumpsuits.

clothes make the man

summary: austin butler is an asshole. austin butler is attractive. you wish both of these things were not true together. fandom: austin butler | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: m pairing: asshole! austin butler x female reader word count: 4193 i don't know what came over me i thought this was 2k before the oral but apparently not! warnings: austin is an asshole. austin being a bit of a manslut. austin calling the reader a slut. generally speaking there's a bit of derogatory language. talk about p in v sex ( unprotected ). talk about creampies. inappropriate use of costumes. brief austin x olivia mention. brief mention of vanessa. slightly unwanted in the beginning sexual advances before there's a 180 about them. oral ( m receiving ). talk about cum eating. fade to black p in v sex ( unprotected ). swallowing. i think that's everything. author’s note: so first off anon, thank you for this prompt! i had actually considered telling you that i couldn't do it because it's a tricky one to do without erring a little too much in sort of an unwanted sexual advances way ( at least for me ) but i think i managed to strike a healthy enough balance. shout out to @blurredcolour, my lovely graceland queens and @eliseinmemphis for being cheerleaders. but especially elise for screaming HOW IN THE FUCK ARE YOU SO GOOD AT ASSHOLE AUSTIN. to which i say, i do not even remotely know because i'll remind everyone i pretty much write him as a damn puppy of a man. hell that's one of my tags for him. though this was toned down from attempt number one. that one had boot licking in the notes. apologies if this isn't your cup of tea but i do hope you enjoy it anon!

There is something uniquely attractive about Austin Butler, something that makes you forget that you really shouldn't get involved with him. You've noticed this from the girls he flirts with, the extras he flirts with and takes to his dressing room like he actually was Elvis Presley in his prime hoe days. You've noticed this in the way he managed to charm the actress playing Priscilla- Olivia- into sleeping with him at least once or twice. You've noticed this in the way that despite knowing you need to keep thing professional and that you've seen him be a complete and utter ass to the girls who don't suit his needs any more- that he's finished with- you still flirt with him. It's easy enough, you have to be up close and personal with the man, making sure Catherine's designs fit him correctly and that he hasn't put on weight or lost too much. You know the exact level of tightness that needs to exist to make these costumes feel as if they're on Elvis Presley, not on Austin playing Elvis Presley.

"If you wanted to be this close to me you didn't have pretend my arm's gotten longer." Austin says midway through you sliding his arm through a leather jacket. "It fit yesterday, you just wanna feel up my muscles."

"I don't know what you're talking about." You feel your lips purse even as you feel your body getting warmer at the insinuation. "I'm just doing my job."

"Your job is feeling me up and staring at me. Yeah, you do a great job at that." He nods, looking down at you where you're pulling down the front of the jacket, testing to see if it needs to be let out a little for a different drape of the fabric. "Careful, get much lower and-"

You roll your eyes and move to stand up. "I don't feel you up or stare at you any more than I did with Kelvin or Alton or Kodi or Oliv-"

"Little Livvy! Oh- I didn't even realize you swung that way, I'm sure she'd love to have a-" You pull yourself back up to a standing position and place your finger on his lip as if to shush him.

"Don't even say the next words, Mr. Butler. I'm not trying to hit on you." Not- technically- or at least not in these circumstances. It's not as if you wouldn't do it if given the opportunity. But that's not necessarily something you feel like he deserves to know when he's being this much of a pain in your ass.

His eyes focus in on your finger on his lips looking cross eyed as he does before he raises an eyebrow and nips at your finger with the biggest smirk you've ever seen. Your first instinct is to pull away and hold your hand because for a nip his teeth are surprisingly painful. You stop yourself though, and instead just roll your eyes.

"I know that probably works on every other girl, but unlike some people, I'm a little more professional. Try again." Your eyes run from his shoulders to the bottom of his pants, taking note that the hem is a little too high in the leg and making a note in it in the back of your mind to fix it once he's out of the clothes. "Strip, Mr. Butler."

In a second you realize that was the wrong word to say when you hear Austin chuckling and you just sigh as he pulls off his pants and jacket and tosses them at you. "You want me completely-"

"I want you to get your street clothes on and leave, Mr. Butler." Cutting off whatever words he planned on saying and shooting a glare at him. "I don't have time for this."

"I'm the star of the movie, playing the Elvis Presley, I think everyone would forgive you for taking a little extra time with me." He watches as you stand up, grabbing some needles to mark where you need to adjust things. It's easy enough to pull on his clothes and walk up behind you as you're too focused on your work to notice him until you feel his warm breath against your ear. "You need my measurements to be exact. What better way than feeling them firsthand? Feeling how they rest in your hand. In your mouth, in your-"

You can't help the way your body shudders involuntarily at the warmth of his breath and the way his lean body is pressed against your and you swear you can feel Austin's delight at your reaction despite not hearing a bit of laughter. He probably has that stupid little smirk he perpetually wears around the set, acting as if he's God's gift to acting. It always makes you wonder if he's always been like that or if exposure to Ms. Mad About Covid Ruining Coachella is what made him this way. Or maybe it was just him taking on the role of a man who might have been a good man but was also supposedly the cockiest womanizing bastard on the planet.

"Mr. Austin Robert Butler. I'm finished with you today. Go run your lines or do movement stuff with Polly. I'm-" A shaky breath leaves your mouth. "I don't need any extra time with you today."

Sure enough when you look up from the pants and into the mirror you see a smirk on Austin's face and see him tilting his head just sow almost like he's studying you before he pulls out a sheet of paper from his jean pocket and moves to set it down on the pants, making sure his arm brushes against yours. "Here's my number if you need it later tonight, then. Because I'd hate for you to get in trouble with Catherine over something going wrong with the costumes."

"I'm throwing this away." Your voice is smaller than you mean it to be but trusting yourself to say the statement loudly feels like something impossible in this moment. It feels like if you do try and get any louder he'll call you on your bluff, tell you that you won't be throwing it away because you want to talk to him, want to hear him tell you all about how he figures you want to have him bend you over this vanity and fuck you. That won't do though, so you try and stay quiet as can be. "As soon as you leave."

He tries to meet your eyes again in the mirror before shrugging. "Your job, not mine." Your job at stake is what you swear he means and it has your eyebrows furrowing before he breathes one final sentence in your ear. "Relax. Wouldn't dream of getting you fired."

He leaves as if he didn't drop a bomb on you that you hadn't been thinking about, that he didn't tease the idea that maybe he'd try and get you fired. He- he might be an asshole but that was coercion in a way that even the biggest of assholes wouldn't do, let alone someone you could swear had to have something going for him. Still, you can't help the way you lean over the pants and stare at the number he left, frowning just slightly as you do. You should throw it away- you should and yet you don't.

You don't and instead you text him that night and the night after and the night after until you develop what has got to be the strangest professional and personal rapport you think you've ever had with someone. You have the night off, it's before a shoot that you know is going to run him, Catherine and yourself ragged but Baz understands that despite the deadlines you all have to meet that a rest day is in order. Usually when Austin has one of these days off he's silent, too busy- you figure- fucking some other woman and you try and not let the jealousy twist in your gut at the idea. However, tonight is different and for reasons you don't pretend to understand you are interrupted from your binge watching session of a show to a notification from Austin asking you what you're wearing. There's a heat that swirls in your lower half, drifting from your stomach down to between your legs and it takes you a minute to answer. A part of you wants to say something cute and sexy but you know he's just asking this to mess with you- to mess with you and mock you for dressing up when you're not with anyone. So you tell him the simple truth of a ratty t-shirt, you don't clarify on the state of your underwear, figuring he'll fill in whatever blank he wants. After about a minute there's a simple text of pic?

Austin Butler is not trying to sext you, you are hallucinating this, a consequence of too much wine and not getting laid since that one lighting guy like a month ago. You don't respond for five minutes only to get another text from him, "wanna see." Wanna see what? You? The ugly t-shirt you have on? You take another minute before you take your best selfie showing off how threadbare the shirt is and making sure your lower half is covered by a blanket. His next response that follows is a voice memo that you shouldn't listen to but you do.

"That's practically see through. I can see your nipples poking through it. You cold, Y/N? Or wanting to tease me?" His breath is shaky in a way you only identify with someone playing with themselves and you can't help the way your hand starts to move down your torso and in between your legs. "You don't have any panties on. Fuckin' slut, know I'm gonna text you and knew you had to take a pic and you don't put fuckin' panties on. You hear me, babe? Fuck, should get you to come over here, tell Catherine I need to fix a costume for tomorrow, bend you over my bathroom counter and fuck you. Make you go back to your apartment with my come dripping down your legs. Bet ya got your hands in between your legs. Wish it was me helping you. Fucking you through this."

The words he says start to be drowned out by the rush of your heartbeat before you realize the recording has stopped and that you've got five more messages from him, each talking about how his hand isn't a match for how tight your pussy is even if you fucked the lighting guy, it's been long enough. How his spit isn't anything like how your saliva would be around his cock and how he's made a mess of his pants and torso and how you should be in bed with him to lick it off to clean him up like you make sure those boots of his are clean for the costumes.

You come harder than you have in years and don't respond. He doesn't say anything that next day and yet you can't help the way your eyes avert themselves from his when he catches your gaze. It goes back to normal, you think, with your rapport edging toward fond on your end maybe fond on his or at least as fond as he gets with anyone. True mystery of the ages, do assholes actually treat anyone fondly or is everyone just a means to an ends with them? You've yet to solve that specific mystery when it comes to Austin even if you think you may be inching closer.

That is until he texts you while you are sick. It's not COVID but as a precaution you stay home only to get a picture of him in Elvis's robe circa 72 or 73, half open revealing his underwear and his cock just there- it's not erect but you see the length of it soft and the girth of it soft and hold back a whine even with your runny nose. His text with it is a simple "am I wearing this right" like he doesn't know all he has to do is shut the damn thing for the scene or that he doesn't know how much seeing him like this feels like a cruel tease.

It takes you a good five minutes- or maybe ten, the runny nose is making your brain fog something fierce, before you manage a response.

"Tie it up. Loosely. You have it too loose, AB." AB because Mr. Butler feels too formal but Austin feels too intimate and you're trying to not think about how you wish you were there, how you wish you could see his cock stand to attention in that outfit. You take a sip of your water as you hear the ding of your phone telling you that you have another message, this time with Austin having it tied up correctly but somehow his underwear has shifted down just enough for you to see the hair on his pubic area and you have to shut your eyes for a moment. He doesn't say anything else but you at least give him a thumbs up in response followed by a plea for him to pull up his underwear. You don't hear any complaints the next day when you come in though the second Austin sees you he's decided that despite you still being a bit under the weather he needs to crowd behind you reminiscent of that time with the pants.

"Didn't realize you were looking so low, babe. Sure you don't want to have fun? See what it feels like against that skin of yours?" His arm slithers around your waist for a moment before lifting up your shirt and playing with your the skin of your stomach. "Might even clean up whatever mess I make on you while you clean up the mess on me. If you're good." If your knees buckle a little you don't notice as he grips your waist a little tighter. "Oh, there she is, all I gotta do is tell you're a good girl to make you admit you want me? But you gotta earn me saying that. Have to stop being so frigid, baby."

"I'm not-" You shake your head. "Let go, Austin. I have work I need to do and you've- I'm still sick. So get out of this room."

He opens his mouth to say something before pursing his lips and giving your waist another squeeze before pulling away and sneering as he waves. "Just so you don't get me sick with whatever one of the guys you fucked gave you. Bye, Y/N."

Later on your mind wonders how he knows you fucked someone else on the crew and you choose not to dwell on it just this once. In fact, you choose not to dwell on how Austin seems to be keeping his distance physically even if he keeps practically sexting you images of him in costumes as you recover until the day he's in the blue suit and Baz has put you in charge of taking pictures. Except Austin can't seem to tie his blue suit correctly and you find yourself on your knees batting his hands away so that you can get the proper angle you can't manage standing up. Your eyes stay focused on the knot your forming with the suit even as you swear you feel Austin's breath quickening as your hands touch his torso. "Calm down, Austin. It's not-"

"You know you can do more than tie the shirt and the suit. While you're down there." His voice is no more than a whisper as you see him take slow deliberate breaths. It almost sounds like a command and you feel your mouth water as your eyes flick down to see his cock starting to press against the pants. This is professional, your relationship with him is supposed to be professional and you're not- you're not going to be like half the crew who have fallen into his arms. His stupid asshole arms where he fucks a girl and leaves her and acts like he didn't lead them on with maybe promises of more. "Know you want to taste it. Been thinking of your mouth on it-"

You quickly stand up and shut your eyes shaking your head as you back away, your tying job complete. Getting out of this room should be your first priority but Austin won't force you into anything if you tell him no, you don't think. And you have a job to finish, you have to take the pictures of him in the outfit so Baz can see. It's easy enough, you don't even need to be near Austin to shoot the photos. "Don't- Just. I'm going to do my job, Mr. Butler." Mr. Butler, not Austin because that's why he's trying to pull this, he thinks he can, he thinks he's wormed his way into your head.

He has but that's not the point. He has but you are not going to fall into his stupid arms because you might actually like him and he's a movie star and you don't have time for this. You meet Austin's eyes and he rolls his before striking a pose in front of the mirror. If you didn't know any better you'd think he was showing off, trying to impress you with how he looked, but he wouldn't be doing that, not for you, not just to get into your pants. The whole ordeal is over faster than you think it is and if you run off as soon as Austin hands you the outfit on the hanger, well, that's between you, God, and Catherine and Baz.

He ignores you when you text him for the next week. He ignores you as you do his fittings. He ignores you when you try and talk to him in between scenes and you find yourself feeling anxious over it. You may think he's an asshole and he may be one but you were also getting very used to having him around and in your life. It's probably why while annoyed after a long day on set you leave him a voicemail message cursing him out and asking why he's so angry about you not sucking his cock among other choice words before you get a simple text back.

He's wearing the black butterfly/black pyramid jumpsuit. You know this because you specifically double checked the measurements to make sure they fit him. The pic he sends reminds you that you didn't anticipate his cock being hard in them.

"Was just with Catherine before you sent that. Wasn't tight before but now it's feeling a little too tight. I'm in desperate need of a tailor or I think I might split the pants. :)"

The speed that you use to get yourself back on set is one you doubt you will ever manage again. By now you unfortunately know where Austin's trailer is and pray to god it's unlocked as you march yourself to it and swing the door open only to find Austin with the jumpsuit half unzipped waiting for you.

"My favorite little tailor. Come to fix my problem?" He asks a smirk so firmly on his face that you want to slap it off of him but you'll settle for just having it be replaced by his mouth opened in pleasure. You snarl some word at him before finishing unzipping the jumpsuit and having his cock smack you in the face, smearing precum on your cheek. "Didn't bother with underwear, oops."

If looks could kill the one you give him through your eyelashes as you wrap your hand around the base of his cock would have murdered him. As it is though, all it does is earn a laugh out of him as he moves to grab the back of your head, guiding your mouth to his cock. "That's it. Fix the problem you made. Getting so angry with me like the frigid little bitch you've been. Could have been doing this for months. Could have-" His words are cut off as you take the tip of him in your mouth and he groans low, his hips struggling to not immediately buck. He doesn't trust that you can handle him that quickly and he's not about to have you do something gross on his cock. "Were you practicing on the lighting boys? Practicing on everyone else? Wanted to give me the best blow job? Give me what I earned for putting up with you doing this back and forth?"

All you want Austin to do is shut up and somehow he's not. Somehow he's maintaining enough brain power to spew insults at you that are landing far more harshly than you're willing to admit. Your hand moves to play with his balls as your tongue works the tip of his cock and that vein on the underside that has him cursing your name as he finally lets his hips buck into your mouth. You sputter a little, not necessarily prepared for the sudden force of his cock hitting your palette or the back of your throat, you don't know which if you're being entirely honest. All you know is there's a few tears forming in your eyes and your nose is running but you have a job to do that you refuse to fail at. It takes a moment for your throat to relax as you inch your way up his cock until your nose is nuzzling at that patch of hair you saw in the robe and you allow yourself a moment to just inhale his unique scent of sweat and soap. You feel his hand tighten against your head and do it once more as he tries to pull you off his cock, trying to gain an upper hand again only for you to grip his thigh and allow your teeth to graze his cock.

Austin does what can only be described as a growl and a groan mixed together as he realizes he can't pull you off the way you have your teeth. Right now it's pleasurable but if he tries to pull you any more it won't be. Goddamn he underestimated you. Instead he just leans back, trying to focus on the way your tongue feels playing with the tip of his cock, how it feels having you hollow out your cheeks, how it feels to have your mouth enveloping him so tight and warm and god, he feels himself about to come the more he feels your hand play with his balls. If you were someone else, if you were someone else he might warn you but you won't let him pull you off and so maybe you deserve to have his cum slide down your throat, maybe he wants to see it drip out the side of your mouth because you can't swallow it all. He can paint your face later. He can paint your body with his cum later.

You feel the warmth of his cum unexpectedly even though you had felt him twitching in your mouth. A part of you wants to be offended, wants to yell at him for not warning you but you take this as a challenge, trying not to choke as you swallow because his hand isn't moving from the back of your head. You know what he wants, he wants to see you be a good little slut, a good little girl and swallow his cum. That's easy enough except it isn't as you choke a little and feel some leak out the sides of your mouth before he's finally spent and he finally lets go of the back of your head. In a moment you pull off of him and are about to lick the sides of your lips before he rubs it off onto his thumb and puts it on your lower lip, the implication of suck vividly clear. Your tongue darts out and licks his thumb clean before sucking just once and letting it go with a light pop.

Austin is still trying to catch his breath as you shift on your knees, trying to gain some friction to ease the ache you feel between them. You try to be subtle but when he looks up at you he notices and smiles like he's a villian in some new movie.

"You want help with that?" A simple question but a loaded one that has you staring at his mouth and staring at his cock that's starting to stir again before you answer with a shrug.

"If you think you still need help making sure the costume fits, Butler." Not Austin, not AB, not Mr. Butler, just Butler, something that feels uniquely correct for this situation and from the way he smirks, you think he agrees.

"I'd hate to ruin all of Catherine's work because someone's tailoring job sucked." He pats his lap. "Ride me, Y/N. We've got all night."

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[dre6ming]

A ménage a trois

Pairing: Austin butler x fem reader x Olivia Dejonge

Plot: none, mostly filth

Warning: smut 18+, threesome

A/n: wrote this a while back and didn’t post cause it felt like too much, like I was violating Austin and Olivia and so I held back on it. But I’ve been gone for months and thought to post it. I asked and you guys said that you wanted it, so here you go. It’s not proof read so edited or anything.

Masterlist

No matter how many times I come to set, I never get bored of watching Olivia work. She is so dedicated to making justice by the person she has to play, you can see it in every detail of her performance, though she'll tell you otherwise if you ask her. I love to see her so driven, but it breaks my heart that she puts so much pressure of herself. Yes playing Priscilla Presley brings certain expectations from people, but still there's only so much pressure one can take before breaking. And today seems like the day for Olivia.

They are filming the scene of Priscilla leaving Elvis, she told me how nervous this scene made her. It's a sad moment in the lives of both Priscilla and Elvis, so she wants to embody her perfectly. Olivia wants to be vulnerable, while playing strong, she wants to be angry, while fear of the unknown drowns her. Being the talented woman that she is it only takes he a few takes to get it right. There's no problem with that. The problem is that when she 'exits Graceland' the last time, when Baz screams cut, instead of going back to herself, she lets out a cry and falls to her knees.

Rushing to her side, I hug her tightly, holding her trembling frame in my embrace. I lift a hand up to signal to the rest of the cast and crew that it's fine. "Shh baby, let's go get this make up off and bring my sweet Livy back." She nods her head through the constant sobbing. I help her get up from the ground and walk her to the make up station. She keeps crying softly while the makeup crew works on taking everything off. As soon as they are done, I thank them and take her by the hand. On the way to her trailer, the sobbing stoped, but tears keep falling out of her eyes and rolling down her puffy cheeks.

Inside the trailer I make her sit on the bed and I start undressing her, careful to put her clothes on the hanger and in the bag the costume department provided. She's now just in her underwear, sitting on the edge of the bed. I come to sit in between her legs, running my hands up and down her arm. "You ok baby?" She nods bringing her lips to my face and pulling me towards her. The kiss we share tells me everything about how she's feeling now. It physically hurts me to know she's hurting. Her hands get tangled in my hair, deepening the kiss.

When we break apart to catch our breath,  her lips keep kissing all over my face. I hug her waist and she sighs in delight. Her legs hug my hips and I bring my lips back to hers, catching her in a hungry and lustful kiss. Pulling back to look at her face, Olivia still looks like she hanging on all those emotions form the scene, but her pupils are blown wide, lust clear on her face. I smile at her and she answers with a timid one, throwing her head back to let out a sigh. "Please!" She says as she grabs one of her breasts through her bra, kneading it in her small hand. My hands move up her back, until they reach the bra clasp, undoing it. The garment falls off her shoulders and I throw it somewhere in the trailer. I kiss her neck, alternating between kissing, biting and licking. She's a mess in my arms, arching her back and letting out noise that go straight to my core, making the wetness grow in my panties.

I move down, taking a breast in my mouth, sucking and grazing my teeth on the tender skin. "(Y/n) ahh so good, please, please, don't stop" detaching my mouth from her breast, I grab both of them in my hands, twisting the nipples in between my fingers. "Wouldn't dream about it, my sweet Livy!" I say. Her hips move against mine, trying to get some much needed release. Still playing with Olivia's nipples, I start kissing my way down her torso. At the hem of her panties I leave small red marks, then I go to lick a strip up her pussy over the soft cotton of her underwear. Her hips grind against my face, but I pull back to tease her a bit. "More, please!" She's breathless, she looks so beautiful, cheeks red, lips plump and nipples hard. God I love her.

Hooking my fingers in her panties I move them down her legs, finally exposing her to me. Olivia lays on her back, playing with her breast, spreading her legs and bending her knees. "Such a good girl, touch yourself while I undress, do it for me honey." She nods and a trembling hand goes to her clit, slowly drawing circles. Her moans fill the small space and cause me to rub my thighs together. I quickly dispose of my thin dress and the annoyingly wet panties. Kneeling in front of her pussy, I blow on it, making her shiver. She takes her hand away and I lick my lips in anticipation of tasting her.

Before I get to my goal, the door to the trailer swings open. I jump up and turn to look at who dared to come in without knocking. Austin is frozen in place for a moment, taking in the scene happening before his eyes. Olivia throws a bed sheet over my shoulder, covering the both of us. "Um, shit, I'm so sorry... uh I just wanted to see if she's ok.. sorry" he says, a blush creeping up on his face. He's not showing any signs of leaving and an idea comes to me. I look back at Olivia and she looks mortified, eyes wide and mouth agape. "Close the door Austin and come here" I can feel Olivia tensing behind me and Austin's eyes go wide as he sits frozen in place. "Now, big boy, or leave, your choice" I turn back to Olivia and mouth 'trust me' to her. She nods her head as one of my hands goes between her legs. "God you're so wet, baby." I moan circling her clit. She can't help or whimpers coming out of her mouth as her eyes close. I push her back down on the bed, the sheet covering is falling down. I hear the door closing, but I didn't hear Austin move so I assume he's still here, watching. "Tell me Austin, do you know how to eat a girl out?" I ask, toying with Olivia's pussy. I don't get a response, so I look over my shoulder. I smile, he's here, stuck in the doorway, dark eyes watching us. "Baby would you be ok with Austin eating me out?" I ask Olivia and she moves her hips against my hand, begging me to do more. "Yes, yes, anything, please!" I take my hand away from her and she whines at the loss of contact.

Turning over to Austin, I walk up to him. I can feel Olivia's eyes watching me closely. "Here is how is going to go, Austin. The three of us are going to have a good time, make my girl forget about the sad scene and then go on just as before. Can you do that?" I ask, he gives it a thought and then nods. "Yes, of course." I lift his shirt over his head, walking a confident hand down to the hem of his pants. My fingers dance over the soft skin there. I watch the muscles contract in response. Cupping his erection, through his pants with one hand, I squeeze him a couple of times, as my other hand works on opening his pants. Austin grabs my shoulders and throws his head back moaning. When I finally open his jeans, I kneel down taking them off along with his boxers. His cock springs free, hard and leaking precum. Standing up I take him in my hand, swirling around the tip to gather some sleek, then give him a few pumps. "Fuck." He starts to thrust in my hand and I step back. He opens his eyes confused.

I smirk at him and get up on the bed. "Remember the question I asked, pretty boy?" He nods and walks forward. I lay down on the bed, placing my head on the pillows. "Come sit on my face Livy, Austin is going to be a god boy and eat me out. If you do a good job, you get rewarded Austin" I say as Olivia comes up, straddling my face. I pat her thigh and she understands to turn around so she can watch Austin work. I grab her hips and lower her on my face. "Fuck!" She falls forward bracing herself on her arms. Olivia starts to grind against my face and I moan into her.

The bed dips with Austin's weight. His hands spread my legs and he licks a strip up my pussy. I arch my back, but one of his strong hands lays on my belly and keeps me glued to the bed. I moan as he focuses on my clit, sucking and licking, one finger circling my entrance. I squeeze around nothing and whine into Olivia's pussy. "Fuck, (y/n)" I move my face side to side, slurping on her juices as she rides my face. Austin pushes two fingers inside me, curling them upward and plumping them in and out. The coil in my belly grows and it's ready to burst. His calloused hand moves up and kneads one of my breasts. I scream into Olivia's pussy and that sends her over the edge, trembling on top of me, as my body shakes under her, with the force of my own orgasm.

I smack her bum and she gets off of me, shaking still. Austin has a big grin plastered on his face and normally I'd do anything to make it disappear, but he's earned it. "Did I do good?" He ask, he's so coy, he knows he did good. I giggle and I shake my head. Grabbing Olivia by the waist I make her lay down on her back. I get on top of her, scissoring her, moaning when our wet pussies touch. "Shit" she says. I throw my head back in pleasure. "Have you seen girls scissor before Austin?" I ask looking at him. He moans watching me start to slowly grind down on Olivia. "Not in real life, no" he admits. I smile at him and motion for him to come. "I'll suck your cock, while I grind my pussy against my girlfriend's. Reward for being so good." Austin closes his eyes, passing a hand through his dark hair.

I start to grind on Olivia, opening my mouth for him. He doesn't need being told twice as he confidently starts fucking into my mouth. Olivia is being so loud, making me three times wetter. Closing my eyes I moan around Austin and I can already feel him twitch. He's close, so am I and by the way Olivia moves herself against me, she's not far behind. After a few more thrusts in my mouth and a couple of squeezes to his balls, Austin stills in my mouth and twitching he cums. Groaning loudly, playing with my nipples. I cum shaking and Olivia follows suit, releasing the sweetest noises.

Austin pulls out of my mouth and collapses on Olivia's right side. I fall on the bed to her left and hug her close to me. She buries her head in the crook of my neck and falls asleep almost immediately, exhausted from everything. I look over at Austin, who's just laying on his back, looking at the ceiling, not really believing what just happened. I brush his shoulder and he looks at me. "Thank you!" I say and he nods. He gets up to take the bed sheet from the ground and coming back in bed he covers the three of us.

We stay like that until Olivia's little snores, lull us to sleep as well. We'll deal with the mess of what we just did, later.

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[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Hello!!!!!!

Can you write a really cute Austin fic where they're both on the Elvis set and he's slowly falling for her but he doesn't realise until Priscilla gives him a nudge after she sees how he looks at the reader? Sorry if it doesn't make sense!!

Third Wheeling

Fandom: American Actor, RPF, Elvis Movie RPF

Pairing: Austin Butler x Female Reader

Characters: Austin Butler, Female Reader, Olivia DeJonge

Word Count: 1960

Rating: Gen

Summary: Austin can’t see what is right in front of him. Fortunately he has his wife to help him out.

Tags/Warnings: Requested, Request, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Elvis Movie, Elvis Movie Set, Flirting, Crushes, New Romance, Workplace Romance, Almost Kiss,

Notes: Here you go sweetheart. Hope you like it <3

‘Ugh,’ Austin said as he flopped into the makeup chair with an oomph.

‘Long day?’ Y/N asked with a smile as he placed his feet up on the table beside her smiling cheekily as she bumped them off with a nudge of her hip.

‘The longest,’ he said, ‘that last scene took forever.’

‘It looked good though,’ she said handing him a makeup wipe. He took it without hesitation, but he looked up at her curiously.

‘You were watching?’ Austin asked a slight blush tinging his face that she didn’t notice.

‘Yeah I always try and watch where I can,’ Y/N said nonchalantly as she moved to start removing the adjustments to his face to get him back looking like himself. He allowed her to, watching her as she worked, her tongue poking out in concentration as she diligently removed every scrap of 60s Elvis from his face. She was leaning over him, the scent of her perfume wafting into his nostrils and causing a flutter to run through him as he realised just how close she was.

‘Have you got any plans for tonight then?’ Y/N asked as she dropped a couple of latex pieces into a small dish on the counter.

‘Food and Netflix probably,’ he shrugged.

‘Sounds fun,’ she chuckled.

‘Well if you’ve got any better ideas, I’m all ears,’ he replied. Y/N looked down at him before she looked away, fiddling with some of the items on the vanity as she said, ‘well we could hang out.’

‘Yeah?’ Austin replied.

‘Yeah, I mean I’m starving we could grab something to eat,’ she said finally looking at him though it seemed nervous as if she wasn’t sure he’d say yes.

‘How about the bar a couple of blocks from here?’ he said, ‘I’m sure it does food.’

‘Sounds good to me,’ she said.

‘Let me just get out of this costume and I’ll be ready, okay?’ he asked standing up from the chair. She looked down at the white suit and black pants he was still wearing.

‘Okay,’ she said. Austin nodded and headed back out of the room towards his dressing room. Once he was out of the door she checked herself over in the mirror hoping she looked presentable enough for evening plans. Fortunately she had everything she needed at her disposal and by the time she could hear Austin coming back down the hall she was supporting an effortlessly casual look.

‘Hey,’ Austin said popping his head around the door, ‘ready to go?’

‘Yep,’ she replied grabbing her bag from the floor and slinging it over her shoulder. As they got into the corridor and fell into step Austin looked at her. She looked different but he couldn’t put a finger on how all he knew was that he could feel those butterflies returning a small smile creeping onto his face.

When they got to the bar it was crowded and Y/N had to crane her neck to see if she could find a seat. Seeing there was a booth at the back free she barrelled towards it Austin followed quickly after he realised where she was headed however in the vicinity a girl got to the booth ahead of them, sliding into it before either of them could with her back to them. Y/N sighed turning back to face Austin though as she did she heard her name called from the booth making the pair of them look towards the voice and found Olivia looking at them.

‘Hey guys,’ she said.

‘Hey,’ Austin said moving to stand next to Y/N.

‘What are you doing here?’ she asked eyeing them both closely as they shared a look.

‘Just grabbing some food,’ Y/N said casually.

‘Yeah Y/N told me I wasn’t allowed to go home and watch Netflix all by myself,’ Austin chuckled, ‘what about you?’

‘Well I was meeting Helen for drinks but she’s running late,’ Olivia said checking her phone and opening it with a sigh, ‘even better she’s cancelled.’

‘Well you can join us right Y/N?’ he said missing the disappointment on her face as he slipped into the booth opposite Olivia.

‘Yeah of course,’ she said jovially slipping into the booth beside him not noticing Olivia watching her curiously.

As they ordered and chatted about the day of filming Olivia watched them both, participating in the conversation minimally as she observed them. She had of course suspected they had liked one another in more than just a friendly way. Austin was always eager to go to hair and makeup and Y/N almost never ended up working on anyone else but she didn’t know they were this smitten. As Austin told a joke Y/N laughed putting her hand on his bicep as she did, and Olivia watched as Austin’s face lit up from making her smile. It was as if neither of them realised Olivia was there. They only seemed to come out of their own bubble when the waitress arrived and placed down their food.

‘Man, I am ready for this,’ Austin said as he grabbed a knife and fork from the pot on the table.

‘I’m just going to go to the bathroom really quick,’ Y/N said.

‘Your foods gonna go cold!’ Austin said.

‘She’s not even brought mine yet it’ll be fine!’ she said before she disappeared off in the direction of the bathrooms. Olivia tucked into her nachos.

‘What do you think?’ Austin said shoving a French fry into his mouth as he watched her eat.

‘It’s good,’ Olivia said covering her mouth as she spoke and looking away from Austin who frowned feeling something was off.

‘You alright?’ he asked making Olivia look up.

‘Well I’m not having a great time,’ Olivia shrugged looking at him.

‘Why not?’ Austin asked his brows knitting together with confusion.

‘Because it’s no fun being a third wheel,’ she said a smirk falling on her face as Austin’s eyes went wide.

‘You’re not a third wheel-’

‘Oh please,’ Olivia chuckled taking a sip of her drink, ‘you two have barely even noticed me. You could’ve told me it was a date.’

‘It’s not a date,’ Austin said.

‘Sure it’s not,’ Olivia said with a roll of her eyes though after one look at Austin’s face she realised he was serious, ‘oh. I mean I just thought.’

‘Thought what?’ Austin asked.

‘I mean the two of you like each other,’ Olivia said continuing as Austin went to protest, ‘don’t pretend that you don’t. You barely even notice anyone’s around when she’s there.’

‘That’s not true,’ Austin said but as the butterflies fluttered inside him once more he realised his friend might have more of a point than he realised. He liked Y/N. They were friends sure, but he hadn’t thought of it like that. He enjoyed her company. She made him laugh and she was always the first person he got to talk to when he’d had a crappy day on set but he always thought it was just the way their roles had fallen yet as he thought about it he realised she’d been the first person he went to because she was the first person he wanted to tell. But did she like him back? If Olivia could see the way he liked her maybe she could see how Y/N felt too. But he panicked. What if he told her he liked her and she shot him down? They still had half a shoot to go and he couldn’t dare think about how awkward that would be.

‘Sure,’ Olivia said, ‘that’s why she looked heartbroken when you suggested we pair up.’

‘It’s not like that,’ Austin said, ‘I mean I don’t think it is. Wait do you think she thinks this a date?’

‘I dunno I mean looking at the pair of you it sure feels like one,’ Olivia ribbed making him scowl, ‘oh come on it’s not a bad thing.’

‘Liv I just got out of a relationship,’ he said.

‘So you’re not ready?’ she asked.

‘It’s not that…I guess it’s been so long since I felt like this, I didn’t really realise I did,’ he admitted.

‘But you do feel like that?’ Olivia asked.

‘Maybe…’ he said sighing as she stared at him pointedly, ‘okay yes.’

‘Then I think you should go for it,’ Olivia said.

‘What if she doesn’t like me back,’ Austin said.

‘I don’t think you have to worry about that. Hey, your wife can tell when someone’s into you,’ Olivia joked making him chuckle.

‘I forgot I’m a married man,’ he smirked.

‘Well I give you permission…in fact,’ she said as she spotted Y/N pushing through a crowd of men until she was back at the table. Austin looked puzzled but as Y/N sat down Olivia looked at her phone and sighed, ‘oh no.’

‘Everything okay?’ Y/N asked, smiling politely at the waitress who had just placed her food down before she looked back at an upset Olivia. Austin was watching her in disbelief as he realised what she was going.

‘No, Helen’s free now but she’s just asked me to meet her somewhere else,’ Olivia said looking up, ‘you guys don’t mind, do you?’

‘Oh, um no I guess not,’ Y/N said.

‘What about your food?’ Austin asked making Olivia smile, ‘you guys have it.’

‘Why don’t you just go afterwards?’ Y/N asked.

‘Yeah Liv, why not?’ Austin asked trying to make her falter but she didn’t.

‘I’m not too fussed. I’d already eaten anyway we were just meeting for drinks,’ Olivia said slinging her bag into her shoulder just as easily as her white lies slipped off her tongue. Austin had to admit, the girl could act.

‘Oh okay,’ Y/N said, ‘see you later then.’

‘Yeah, see you,’ Austin said making Olivia smirk.

‘You two have fun,’ she called as she headed out of the bar.

Austin moved to tuck back into his food, but he got distracted as he noticed Y/N staring at where Olivia had gone when she felt his eyes on her she turned and said, ‘that was weird right?’

‘How do you mean?’ he asked trying to hide the panic inside him.

‘I don’t know just odd. I mean is she okay?’ she asked.

‘She’s fine,’ Austin said cursing himself as she looked at him sceptically. He sighed, ‘she just felt a little out of place.’

‘Why?’

‘Because…because she thought we were on a date,’ he said quietly.

‘Oh,’ Y/N said trying to ignore the way her heartbeat quicker as he said it.

‘I mean I told her it wasn’t…right?’ he asked.

‘Right,’ she nodded looking back to her meal she moved her fork around the plate awkwardly. Austin stayed quiet for a moment but he could feel questions bubbling inside himself as those feelings he didn’t realise he had floated inside him refusing to be resubmerged now they breached the surface.

‘I mean would you mind?’ he asked earning a confused look from her, ‘if it was… a date I mean?’

‘No,’ she said quietly, ‘I wouldn’t mind.’

‘Really?’ he asked his heart beating a little quicker.

‘Yeah, actually I was a little disappointed we weren’t on our own tonight,’ she said.

‘Well, we’re alone now,’ he said only now noticing that they were closer together than he had anticipated. He felt as though he was going to kiss her but before his brain could connect she pulled back with a cheeky smile on her face which widened as he looked perplexed.

‘Nice try Butler,’ she said, ‘but if we’re gonna do this I’m at least getting a proper first date out of it.’

‘Is that so?’ he mused pulling back.

‘Definitely,’ she giggled.

‘Well in that case what are you doing tomorrow night?’

AUSTIN TAGS

@caitlin1996 @purejasmine

[sagesolsticewrites]

Hi! So I was wondering if your open to writing another Polly story? Austin!Elvis x reader x Olivia! Priscilla? Or Elvis x reader x Priscilla.

You’re welcome to come up with the storyline, if not I do have a few ideas in mind about it.

Hi there! Yes, I’d love to write more poly fics 🥰

I do have a couple ideas of my own in mind, but I’d love to hear your ideas! What were you thinking? 👀

[aaustinbutlerr]

thinking thoughts

[floralcyanide]

Kinktober

>> hiii everyone! I decided to try out kinktober since I've never done it! basically, it's little blurbs based on daily prompts. you just choose a day and a character/person for me to write about. (x reader unless you request otherwise) I’ll likely write ahead of time since some days it will be impossible for me to write. but if I need some panic room, I’ll let everyone know! prompts can be for anyone from the Elvis fandom or even the Scream fandom. (I’ll specify what characters I write for in the tags)

prompt list below the cut!

day one. voyeurism with: Sub!Austin Butler (here)

day two. roleplay with: Austin Butler (here)

day three. mommy kink with: Austin!Elvis (here)

day four. orgasm control with: Elvis Presley (here)

day five. praise kink with: Steve Binder (here)

day six. degradation with: Elvis Presley/ Austin!Elvis (here)

day seven. bondage with: Elvis Presley (here)

day eight. shower sex with: Jerry Schilling (here)

day nine. breeding kink with: Austin Butler (here)

day ten. mutual masturbation with: Steve Binder (here)

day eleven. phone sex with: Elvis Presley (here)

day twelve. public play with: Elvis Presley/ Austin!Elvis (here)

day thirteen. knife kink or gun kink with: Austin!Elvis (here)

day fourteen. daddy kink with: Jerry Schilling

day fifteen. hate sex with: Billy Loomis

day sixteen. thigh riding with: Austin Butler

day seventeen. sex tape with: Elvis Presley

day eighteen. squirting with: Austin Butler

day nineteen. threesome with: Billy Loomis and Stu Macher

day twenty. cockwarming with: Austin Butler

day twenty-one. corruption kink with: Elvis Presley

day twenty-two. sex toys with: Sub!Austin Butler

day twenty-three. spanking with: Jerry Schilling

day twenty-four. edging with: Elvis Presley

day twenty-five. housewife kink with: Elvis Presley

day twenty-six. face sitting with: Steve Binder

day twenty-seven. dom/sub with: Dom!Olivia/Sub!Austin/ Reader

day twenty-eight. drunk sex with: Steve Binder

day twenty-nine. throat fucking with: Austin Butler

day thirty. dumbification with: Austin!Elvis

day thirty-one. blood play with: vampire!Austin!Elvis

[romantiqueofthemind]

SO With the Austin Olivia Throuple thing, it’s going to start out as an Olivia x Austin fic. For several reasons:

1: THERE NEEDS TO BE MORE OF THOSE

2: It’s a great intro to the Throuple and easier for me to write

3: BECAUSE THEYRE HOT AND THEIR SMUT WILL BE HOT

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk. More updates soon!

[bcofl0ve]

✨ fic masterlist ✨

please send requests to @bcolfanfic , thank you!

austin x reader series

invisible string : a summer fling when you were working on the set of the shannara chronicles turned your life upside down with a positive pregnancy test after austin returned to the united states. a pregnancy test, and a daughter that you never told him about. until the elvis biopic found him back in your orbit and forced you to face the music.

part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

social media/phone blurb 1, 2, 3

random headcanon/s 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

what started in beautiful rooms (priscilla actress!reader) : “what happened between you and austin?” is a question you dread. it makes your gut twist, even if only proposed through a pointed look. the short answer is “a lot”. the long answer is more complicated.

part 1, 2, 3, wip blurbs

headcanons + social media/phone blurbs (can be applied to the WSIBR universe or read as stand alone pa!reader content)

pregnancy scare/'babygate' 1, 2, 3, 4

graceland/presley fam ish 1, 2, 3,

austin x pa!reader x luke bracey 1, 2,

on nail biting and the multiverse theory, a press tour anecdote

olivia dejonge x reader one shots + blurbs

friends to lovers headcanons

aus!elvis/elvis x reader one shots + blurbs

you got me : some guys at a tour stop get too close for comfort while elvis is off talking to a reporter. a lil angst + hurt comfort.

itty bitty pretty one : elvis being lost in playing peekaboo or making faces for his baby daughter to get her to laugh, so much so that he doesn't realize you've walked in.

bad habit : you knew the first fight was going to happen at some point. and as the honeymoon phase started to slip away you could feel it edging in from around the corner. little things were starting to get under your skin, and you could sense that elvis was experiencing the same.

austin x reader one shots + blurbs

wherever you go, i'll follow : the cannes film festival is your first big press event and when your nerves get the best of you you're worried that austin will want someone who can keep up with his lifestyle. hurt/comfort with a lil' fluff.

rubble to rubble : starting a family with austin doesn't come as easy you thought it would.

hey little hollywood : austin butler was a part time expert in seeing right through every wall you put up, which you'd come to accept as both a gift and a curse.

late night "talking" : surprising austin at set after a long day didn’t come without an ulterior motive. which he fed into happily of course.

bad idea : "austin and reader are watching the 68 comeback special, reader is a huge elvis fan and is getting super hot & bothered watching elvis (so HOT in the special). austin is amused and teases her and then it turns into smut with maybe some role play austin as elvis. just my thoughts!"

pov you're dating austin butler and looking at your phone

pov you're the priscilla actress @elvisabutler talks about and you're on your phone a lot

everything changes : austin waiting for the birth of his child and offering encouraging words during birth <3

never grow up : you'd excepted you and your daughter to shed some tears on her first day of kindergarten, and not that you didn't think austin wouldn't be emotional. you just didn't think he'd be more bent out of shape than the both of you combined.

austin x law student gf reader headcanons

austin x gracie abrams fc!reader fake ig

look after you : as proud of austin as you were for how hard he’d worked, elvis wrapping felt like being able to exhale again. until he ended up in the hospital.

austin x maisie peters fc!reader fake ig

but i would hit him in a heartbeat now : a run in with an a horrible boyfriend of years past rattles both you and austin.

boy dad!austin butler fake ig

newly wed austin x reader fake ig

single dad!austin headcanons

awards szn screening austin x baby mama!reader headcanons

[galaxygirl453]

Helloooo! So I have a question for for you readers! So please comment what you choose!

Which story would you like to read first?

Their College Love

Brothers And Sister-in-law Knows Best

Mrs.Baby Butler,Daddy's Here Now

Mafia's Housewife

Or

Love Of A Maid

PLEASE COMMENT WHAT YOU WANT!

[dreamersparacosm]

for the 500 celly…. austin x olivia x reader?? smut perhaps?? also congrats on 500!!!

nsfw!

note ; a little something sweet for the palate. i haven’t written a threesome in a minute so bare w me pls

warnings ; oral (f on f), lil bit of dom sub but not really?

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“Enjoying yourself there, baby?”

Austin speaks from somewhere in the room, somewhere not too far from you. You’re too drunk on your pleasure to lift your eyes and look up at him, the feeling of Olivia’s tongue repeatedly dragging over your folds too much to bear in a room that’s too hot. You gulp thickly, your response being a moan that resonates deep in your chest as you tug at her golden locks of hair.

“I think she is,” Olivia speaks from below your dripping cunt, the absence of her lips on your folds noted. You’re too tired to put up a fight, far past the point of being shameful. There isn’t an ounce of shame in your sweaty body.

“She’s being such a good girl, isn’t she?” You hear Austin’s footsteps, locate him beside your head as he strokes your hair, presses a chaste kiss to your lips that does nothing to satiate the hunger you feel for him.

Olivia doesn’t respond to that. She just dips her head back between your thighs, and you jolt forward, hand reaching for anything that might stabilize your body and the impending orgasm that lingers in your brain like a waving red flag.

You’re not really certain on the chain of events that led up to this point. There was a moment, somewhere in that dingy old dive bar in Australia, where you became more than just a production assistant on the Elvis set. Where you became more than eye-candy for the male gaze. Where Olivia and Austin offered to buy you a shot, which turned into three shots, then four…

But you can’t blame alcohol on everything. If it wasn’t for Olivia’s touch that scalded your skin like a pot of burning water, or for Austin’s lips that fit like a missing puzzle piece across your own, this would never have happened.

You’re so close, teetering on the edge of euphoria, chest heaving in, out, in, out. Your hand grips at the mattress, bunching the white satin sheet into a little ball and curling your toes as she reaches her index fingers to rub circles into your sensitive clitoris. “Pleasepleaseplease, I’m so close.” It all comes out as one train-wreck of a sentence, brain jumbled with thoughts and words that are useless, juices dripping from your entrance as she laps up every last drop.

And then it’s Austin again, Austin tugging you from deep down in the abyss. “Use your words, baby. Tell us what you want.”

You can’t speak. Your mouth twitches, lips move to struggle and form one coherent word. You know what you want, know what you need, and you’re skating on the brink of it, if you could just speak… “I-I need to cum. I want O-Olivia to make me c-cum.”

They know that’s the best they’re going to get from you, so they settle for it, Olivia’s tongue fucking in and out of you as the finger on your clitoris remains relentless. “Good girl,” Austin presses a kiss to your forehead. “You can cum now.”

It’s all just white; white of the sheets, white from the light above you that burns into your eyeballs, white that washes over your vision as the knot in your stomach unravels. Feel your toes curling, walls clenching around her tongue. You scream out her name along with other lewd profanities, body trembling and perspiration dripping down your neck.

You’re not fully aware of your surroundings yet, barely able to lift open an eyelid, glued to the mattress. Austin’s voice rings out again, brings you back from the depths of your pleasure, “You did good, baby. Now, how about you come over here and let me have a turn?”

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thank you for joining my 3.5k celly! requests are now closed.

[austinshotbutlers]

Austin Butler x Actress!Reader Part Two

A/n: I said I’d do a part two so here you go! These are really fun to make and I have a part three and part four queued up! Find part one here, part three here and part four here

Y/N’s instagram stories Part Two

[elvisabutler]

ally's wet hot smut summer masterlist

below the keep reading bit is all the fics for my wet hot summer fic collection. double dips are included in the list where they would normally be day wise. titles are subject to change due to my own whims

day one. cuckolding with steve binder, reader and elvis presley

let's not let a good thing die ( steve is the cuckold. 68 special elvis. word count: 2644 )

day two. marking with submissive wil ohmsford

mine

day two. marking with biker austin butler

show 'em ( biker austin butler. faintly soa inspired. word count: 2401 )

day three. mommy kink with selkie elvis presley

she's there watching for me ( selkie elvis. big daddy era. word count: 2593 )

day four. praise kink with austin butler

who's my princess ( older female reader. word count: 2169 )

day five. degradation with austin butler

love and hate in equal measure ( bad future au little dove verse. asshole austin. word count: 2974 )

day six. titty fucking with bradley "rooster" bradshaw

birds of a feather ( female reader has the callsign vulture. word count: about 4090 )

day seven. uniform kink with army elvis presley

mess dress ( plus sized reader. word count: 2323. )

day eight. threesome/moresome with austin butler elvis x steve binder x reader

it ain't stealin' if ya sharin' ( gender neutral reader. word count: 2940. )

day eight. threesome/moresome with elvis presley x reader x jerry schilling x sandy kawelo

a pelvis and some milk walk into a bar ( word count: 4720 )

day nine. breeding kink with big daddy elvis presley

primal ( word count: 2650 )

day ten. gun kink with big daddy elvis presley

safety ( word count: 2577 )

day eleven. public play with big daddy elvis presley

show off ( word count: 2100 )

day eleven. public play with 50's elvis presley

don't rock the boat ( word count: 2419 )

day eleven. public play with austin butler

patience ( word count: 1384 )

day twelve. virginity/innocence kink with austin butler

purest of them all ( word count: 3425 )

day thirteen. breastfeeding kink with selkie elvis

we'll kiss just as before ( word count: 1839 )

day fourteen. housewife kink with spark universe elvis presley and lilly

down home southern cookin' ( word count: 3069 )

day fifteen. religious/priest kink with 68 special era elvis

one night of sin ( word count: 3003 )

day sixteen. possessive/possession kink with 50s elvis presley

availability

day sixteen. threesome with austin butler elvis x olivia dejonge priscilla x reader

wives and starlets and singers, oh my

day sixteen. facefucking with 50s elvis

raw and uncontrolled