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starkstruck27 · 21 days ago

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My next fill for @metalsandwichbingo !! This fic and three of my others are all going to be chapters of the same story, though I don't know yet if I will post them consecutively or with others in between. I'll post the chapter titles too so that you'll know. The story itself is basically supposed to be like a cop drama like Law & Order, and I hope everyone enjoys it as much as I do.

Title: Lights and Sirens, pt. 1

Chapter Title: Songbirds Will Sing

Square + Prompt: C3, "Start at the beginning, and when you come to the end, stop."

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3231 words

Major Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Alternate universe, Cop Steve Harrington, Murder, Dixie Mafia, Cop Drama

Summary: As Detective Steve Harrington tries to solve a cold case murder from a few years ago, a curveball is thrown at him in the form of an old acquaintance from high school, Eddie Munson. He says that his friend, Billy Hargrove, has a crime to report, and the three start meeting up to gather evidence on Billy's father, who is part of the Dixie Mafia and has a wealthy with power as well as money. As the trio work together to solve the crime, their lives are put on the line, and they have to decide what is really most important to them; solving the case, or saving each other.

Also on: Ao3

The phones in the police station were ringing off the hook. At this point, it became like a white noise for most of the detectives, and unless they could feel their desks vibrating from the sounds of the machines, none of them could really even hear it anymore. And for some, even the tremors of the wood wasn’t enough to catch their attention, not if they were truly invested in their work. Detective Harrington was one of those detectives, and until his partner, Detective Buckley, pointed it out, he hadn’t even noticed it was still sitting there. He answered his phone, but it was a wrong number, and so he went back to reading over his case file, annoyed at the interruption.

“Hey,” Robin said, walking over with a cup of coffee in hand, “Earth to Steve. What’re you so invested in over there?”

“This case, Robin, it’s bugging me,” he said, not taking his eyes off the papers. “Y’know that shootout that happened the other day at that restaurant downtown?”

“Yeah, it was pretty cut and dry. Those kids got the guns and didn’t know how to use them so of course chaos ensued. What about it?”

“I don’t know. First of all, I don’t think those kids actually did anything, I think they were just the fall guys. There’s no way that they didn’t know how to use those guns, shot up the place by accident, and only managed to injure the mayor and his son. If their story were true, that place would’ve been a bloodbath, but it wasn’t. And not only that, but I just got the ballistics back. The bullets used are rare, only manufactured in some parts of the world, and yet, a cold case from a few years ago turned up with the same bullets. It was only six miles away from where the shooting occurred this week,” Steve explained, finally looking up at her. “That’s not a coincidence, Robin, it can’t be.”

“Okay, so what was the cold case?” Robin asked, scooching closer and trying to read over Steve’s shoulder.

“A woman was murdered a few miles out of town in the middle of the night. Nobody saw anything, and there were absolutely no witnesses. We didn’t have any missing persons reports around that time, but this woman, whoever she was, then turned up dead with two shots to the head and one to the heart. And what’s worse, the killer stayed to cut up and disfigure her face so that nobody could identify her. He burned off her fingerprints, cut out all her teeth, left no ID on her, and unfortunately, she wasn’t in the system so we had no luck with DNA. Jane Doe’s killer is still out there, and we have no idea what happened to her. But I know it has something to do with this shooting, I can feel it in my gut.”

“Is it that, or is the extra pepperoni and sausage pizza you had for dinner not agreeing with you?” Robin said, taking a sip of her coffee. Usually quips like this would make Steve smile and bring him out of whatever kind of funk he was in, but not tonight. He rolled his eyes and went back to staring at his case file, hoping to find some kind of evidence linking the two incidents.

It wasn’t long after he’d gotten back into the files when a man walked into the station and right up to his desk, grinning as he leaned up against it to get his attention.

“Can I help you?” Steve asked, still not looking up.

“God, I sure hope so,” an oddly familiar voice quipped, “Otherwise I just drove thirty-six miles across town in the pouring rain for nothing.”

Steve finally looked up now, and his suspicions were confirmed. The man standing before him was dressed in a black leather jacket, biker gloves, a white t-shirt, and had his hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, and Steve knew the smile on his face. It was Eddie, a guy he’d gone to high school with, and hadn’t seen for years, except in the mugshots that crossed his desk every so often. They never stayed though, Eddie was always bailed out by the company he worked for, Hargrove Industries, and there was never enough evidence to prove he had done anything wrong, so with a fancy corporate lawyer on his side, Eddie almost always got off scot-free. Why a petty criminal had just walked into a police station voluntarily, though, that was a question that made Steve look away from the file on his desk and sigh as he motioned for Eddie to sit down.

“So, Munson, to what do I owe this pleasure? You need someone to stamp your latest desk ticket?” Steve asked, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.

“Aw, don’t be like that Stevie! What happened to the fun loving guy you used to be? The guy who would throw parties for the entire class and come to me to supply-” Steve nearly jumped out of his chair to cut him off.

“What are you, nuts?! You can’t be saying that kind of stuff in here!” He hissed, his mood souring even more as Eddie just grinned at him.

“Oh, I’m just messing with you,” he said, waving it off. “Actually, I came in here to report a crime.”

“Oh, how the tables have turned…” Steve muttered as he got out the necessary papers and a pen. He didn’t really know what Eddie was playing at yet, but if there really was a crime here, he was going to make damn sure it dealt with. “So, tell me what happened.”

“Don’t worry, Detective, I know the drill,” Eddie was still smiling, but it faltered a bit as he started to go into more detail. “So, I have this… this friend, and he works with me at his dad’s company. He was actually the one who first told me to come in and report this, and I almost didn’t, but he’s a good friend and he needed my help, so here I am. Anyway, he told me-”

“Wait, hold on a second,” Steve cut Eddie off, putting down his pen and folding his hands. “Whatever crime you’re trying to report, were you actually there when it happened?”

“I mean, I’m sure I was there for some of it. A lot goes on at that company, man, nobody can be there for everything, but my friend is trustworthy, I promise. If he says something happened, something happened.”

“I believe you, Eddie, but unless you were there and witnessed a crime being committed, I can’t do anything about it. It’s hearsay otherwise, and it won’t hold up in court. And because of double Jeopardy, we can’t get justice for the crime without new evidence, so if you tell me this now, whatever happened can go unprosecuted,” Steve explained, sighing as Eddie’s face fell. “However, if you can get this friend down here to talk to me, and he was present when the crime took place, then we might have something. Can you get him down here?”

“Probably not,” Eddie sighed, “The whole reason I came is because if he were to come into a police station, his life might be at risk. See, he doesn’t just work for the company, it’s owned by his dad, and he’s not a good dude. He’s done a lot of bad things to a lot of people, and he has no qualms about doing them to his family, either. That’s why my friend asked me to come and report it, because he can’t.”

“Well, unfortunately, you can’t, either,” Steve shook his head, thinking for a minute. “Is there any way that he could meet us at a neutral location, like a coffee shop or something? Somewhere he frequents that nobody would think is odd for him to go? All I need is a statement from him, and then I can start investigating, but I can’t do anything until then, so if he really wants this reported, we need to work something out.”

Eddie looked down for a minute, thinking, but then his face brightened. “There was this diner his Ma liked. He still goes there a lot when he needs a break from being around his old man. I’ll talk to him and see if he’d be willing to go and talk to you there.”

“Alright, good,” Steve said, smiling a bit as he stood and shook Eddie’s hand, then gave him a business card, “Whenever you guys are ready, give me a call and we’ll set up a time to meet.”

It took a couple of days for Steve to hear back from Eddie, apparently it took a lot of convincing for his friend to come and meet up with him, but finally, Steve sat in a booth at a little hole-in-the-wall diner, waiting for them to arrive. He had a recorder in his pocket and a yellow legal pad and pen sitting next to him, and as he sipped his coffee and studied the menu, he finally saw the two he was waiting for walking over to him.

Eddie was leading the way, followed by a shorter man dressed in a nice tailored suit. He had blonde hair and striking blue eyes, and a nice smile, which he showcased as he waved to a few of the staff members, most of them seeming to know him well. When he and Eddie finally got to the booth, they both slid into the same side, and a waitress immediately came over to take their order.

“Hiya, Billy,” she said, smiling widely as she took out her order pad. Her name tag said ‘Max’ in curly red letters that matched her hair. “How’ve you been?”

“Good enough, I guess. How’re you? How’s your grandma doing?” He asked, picking up a sugar packet and tapping it idly on the table.

“Oh, she’s fine. She’s been complaining non-stop about having to take it easy since she caught that cold, but she should be back down here ordering me around in another day or two, tops. She’d love to see you, though. Maybe stop upstairs and say hi before you leave?” Max said, and Billy promised he’d do just that. After that, she took their orders, and once that was done, she left them alone.

“Jesus, I knew you came here a lot, but I didn’t know you were that close with the staff,” Eddie smiled as he nudged Billy.

“Well, I practically grew up here. Even after my mom died, I still consider most of the staff my family. Max is like the annoying little sister I never had,” Billy explained, tossing the sugar packet at the girl as she passed by again. It hit her in the back, and as she returned with a fresh round of coffee, she teased him and said he didn’t get any until he apologized, sticking her tongue out at him. He said he was sorry and stuck his tongue out, too, then took his coffee from her as she left again. It was only then, as he took his first sip of coffee, that he seemed to remember that Steve was there, and he quickly put his cup down and sat up a bit straighter.

“So, um, I guess we should get started, shouldn’t we?” He asked, clearing his throat and sticking out his hand. “I apologize for being so rude, I’m Billy Hargrove, it’s nice to meet you, Detective.”

“Likewise,” Steve replied, shaking his hand before reaching into his pocket and getting out the recorder. “So, this isn’t an interrogation, it’s just an interview. I’m only taking your statement, and since you’re not under arrest, I won’t be reading you your rights. With that being said, none of this would be admissible in court, so please, don’t hold anything back because you think you’ll be in trouble for it. Just tell me everything. Start at the beginning, and when you come to the end, stop.”

The little red light on the recorder was switched on, and Steve nodded, waiting for Billy to start talking. Eddie patted his shoulder when he hesitated, and then, after a sigh and another sip of coffee, he finally did.

“It’s been going on for years, before I was even born, probably. My dad was born into money and privilege, so I guess he figured the rules don’t apply to him, and he acts accordingly. He’s done a lot of messed up stuff over the years. Money laundering, tax fraud, and bribery are just the tip of the iceberg. He’s beaten, tortured and killed men right in front of me, ever since I was maybe nine or ten years old. He’s raped women, but none of them ever came forward, because he always bought them off. I can’t prove it, but I’m pretty sure that’s how he met my mother. She worked here at the time and I think he was obsessed with her or something, because he hired her at the company as a secretary or something, and she told me once that she doesn’t remember a lot of that time, only bits and pieces. But he married her when she found out she was pregnant with me, so I guess she didn’t care to know.

“Still, they never got along. She would end up back here with me every six months or so, but she always went back to him for some reason or another. That is, until he eventually got fed up with her leaving so often that he killed her. A couple of years ago, they went out for a date and Mom never came back. Dad said that she got pissed at him, got out of the car and walked away, and he figured she’d just hail a cab back home once she blew off some steam. But she never came back, and when I checked around here to see if anyone had heard from her, nobody had. There was no way that she would’ve left without telling someone. Her best friend Susan still works here, that’s Max’s mom, and we agreed that there wasn’t a chance in Hell that she would leave and not tell at least one of us where she was going.

“Then, a couple of days later, I turned on the news and saw that the police had found the unidentifiable remains of a woman a few miles away from the restaurant they said they were going to that night, and I knew it was her, and I knew he had killed her. But I couldn’t prove it, and I knew about the double Jeopardy law, so I said to myself that I wouldn’t tell anyone that I knew until I had undeniable proof that it was him. I was just waiting for some kind of slip-up, something that he would do that would finally be solid proof that he did it. And until the other day, I didn’t have any. But then, he sent some of his goons to send the Mayor a message, and they had to be discreet about it, so they went in with pistols instead of machine guns or something like they normally would.

“One of the pistols was my dad’s personal gun from a few years ago, he always had it on him, but since the night my mom died, he never picked it up again. He said it jammed too often so he got a better one, but I guess he saw this as a perfect opportunity to pin the murder of my mom on a random person by making it look like the gun he used was one that was just circulating around on the street, being bought and sold and somehow ending up with these kids, but I know better. He was waiting for an opportunity to get rid of it, but he shouldn’t have done that, because now I have what I need to come to you and get him locked up for life. He deserves more than that, but I’d rather see him rotting in a cell than going to one myself for giving him exactly what he deserves.”

“And do you have any way of proving that the gun was his? A registration record, a serial number, anything?” Steve asked, hoping for a miracle.

“Nah, he got most of his guns illegally and never registered them. He always wears gloves to handle them and has the serial numbers filed off before he ever even picks them up. But I could get you one of the bullets, if that’d help,” Billy said, tapping another sugar packet on the table.

“Well, first things first, we have to confirm that the body we found was actually that of your mother. Would you be willing to give me a DNA sample to compare to hers?” Steve asked, and Billy nodded quickly. Steve took a cotton swab out of a plastic container and reached across the table to swab the inside of Billy’s mouth, and once he had done it, he resealed the swab in the container and put it into a spare evidence bag. He’d take it down to the lab personally as soon as this little meeting was over.

“Thank you,” he said as he tucked the evidence bag into his jacket pocket. “Now, if this checks out, we’ll do what we can to reopen the case. In the meantime, is there any way that we can get probable cause for a warrant to search your father’s home and office? I can’t have you bring me any bullets, because if it were to go to trial, the defense would argue that you had done everything, and we don’t want that.”

“What kind of things could I bring you?” Billy asked.

“Anything that proves some other crime took place, as long as you don’t steal anything. If there are records of his finances that are available to anyone working in the company, any kind of public information that would point a finger at him for something, as long as you don’t steal anything private, or it could get thrown out in court and we could lose our chances of getting a warrant. It may take a while to find something like that, but we have plenty of time. There’s no statute of limitations on murder, so no matter what, we can nail him, as long as we take our time,” Steve explained, and Billy and Eddie both nodded.

He checked his watch then, and realized that the lab would be closing soon, so he took one last sip of his coffee and gathered his things, tossing some cash on the table, as well as another of his business cards.

“I have to get going, but if you find anything that could help us get a warrant, give me a call, and we’ll set up another time to meet. In the meantime, lie low, and be careful. I’ll be in touch,” Steve said as he stood up. He shook both men’s hands before he left, and then hurried to his car. After nearly four years, he finally had a break in the case, and he just hoped he’d be able to nail the bastard before anyone else got hurt.

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #eddie munson #max mayfield #robin buckley #fanfic #metalsandwich #msb2024

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ckerouac · 1 year ago

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So I have to say that after the first two eps of Justified: City Primeval, I love what the inclusion of Willa brings to the story.

She's exactly who she should be - a sheltered middle class white girl who takes joy in being a little shit. Because she's 15 and every 15 year old has the spirit of a little shit. You're pushing against boundaries because that's what you do at that age. I don't know if that's Vivian's natural pitch to her voice or a choice, but I love that they're going with such a high pitch because it really emphasizes that she's a child.

And her being a child is so important to the story and what we get to learn about Raylan because this is the first time in the series that we're getting to see Raylan from the eyes of someone who cares about him but doesn't know him. Yes, he's her father and they very clearly have a relationship from the very first scene in the car (the teasing about texting, the 'we don't have to tell mom' suggested in a way that that's worked before and she's a bit of a daddy's girl, the good natured sulk of a kid that's not uncomfortable with that parent, and the lack of worry of her face when he shoots out the truck tire because she trusts her dad to take care of her). But how many of us actually knew our parents when we were teenagers? We didn’t.

Raylan, for good or for ill, and for reasons justified or not (see what I did there?) has a lot of anger inside him that gets shoved down. We know this. And everyone who we meet in Justified already knows this about him. You have folks who knew him growing up, knows his family situation, or was a direct cause of a lot of that trauma - Arlo, Helen, Boyd, Ava, the Bennets, etc. You have folks who work with him and know the man who shot Tommy Bucks at lunch for reasons justified or not - Art, Rachel, Tim, the Dixie Mafia, the Detroit Mafia, etc. And then you have Winona, who knows him well enough to be married, divorced, and then co-parenting with him. The most outside view we get of him is Loretta, who is also a child but a child who has a wildly different set of experiences than Willa and is not surprised when violence comes to her door.

Which leaves Willa as someone who very obviously loves her father, but the father who is dry humored, stubborn, a little indulgent, etc. Raylan was confronted with his past in Justified and what it did to him, and he's very obviously keeping that from Willa. When they're talking about what route to take home on their road trip, she suggests going through Harlan because 'that's where we come from, right?' And he deflects because he doesn't want to show her that part of him and his history. (This is yet another little point I love that shows that even if Raylan isn't the custodial parent, they still have a great relationship because Willa constantly uses 'we' instead of 'you' and I love that they do that here. And he's going to be blaming himself hard for not getting back to the hotel sooner, which I am here for that guilt).

We get to see Raylan as Willa sees him.

And when Raylan is absolutely beating the shit out of Clement outside the hotel, we are cheering because this asshole threatened Willa, and he needs to stay away, and we want Raylan to defend his daughter, and we want to see that anger slip through, and we want to see it, and we want him to do it, and we want...

And then we turn around and realize that Willa is seeing her father for the first time as the angry man we all already know he is, and that we enjoy him being. And it fucking hurts. Because we have to confront that this is not a good thing we want him to do and to be. Because here is the only person who never saw him as 'the angriest person I've ever met' like Winona says in the pilot, watching him beat a man on a sidewalk in what looks like to her a complete unprovoked situation.

So what happens now? How is her innocence about her dad broken? And how does Raylan deal with the one person who never knew him as that Givens boy from Harlan seeing what he’s willing to do?

I love that we get to see that. I can't wait to get that answered.

#justified: city primeval #willa givens #raylan givens #look I have a lot of feels about family #and he’s gotta regret tagging along to the bar instead of going straight back to the hotel #i just have a lot of feelings

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abelvis · 2 years ago

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Summary: Austin!Elvis x Virgin!reader during the 50’s. Trying to court you, but initially you weren’t interested. He tries for some time, and you finally go to see him in concert, and it changes the way you think of him. SMUT at the Motel.

Warnings: SMUT, slight period (50s) sexism, reader is a big virgin, fluff

Notes: some inaccuracies around the timeline of the Hayride, Graceland, and Dixie (imagine she wasn’t with Elvis ever) but fitting for the purpose of the story.

Elvis had been trying to court you for some time now, always showing up at your doorstep with flowers for you – which was mighty brave considering the conservative soul your father was. He often referred to Elvis as ‘that damn rock n’ roll greaser boy’. He wasn’t Elvis’ greatest fan to put it lightly.

Despite Elvis’ efforts to pursue you, you still showed him no interest. You saw him as a friend and nothing more, seeing as you were all part of the same friends group. He cared for you, and you did like having the protection of him and the other Memphis Mafia he had around him.

“Hey baby, looking mighty fine tonight darlin’” Elvis almost shouted at you, he just couldn’t contain himself after seeing you at Graceland with everyone else.

“Thanks Elvis, you aren’t looking so bad yourself” you gave him a shy smile, acting bashful while doing so.

“What do you say you come see me tonight at the Hayride, and then we can go someplace quiet afterwards?” he whispered, winking at you.

“Elvis, I’ll come see you at the Hayride, but I need to be home by 10. I promised my Daddy” you pouted, knowingly flirting with him.

“Baby, he’ll be ok, I’ll get you home by 12?” he asked hopefully.

“Elvis, I’m standing by what I said!” you demanded.

“Ok ok, I’ll see you at the hayride sweetheart” Kissing your cheek then getting into his Cadillac.

You blushed as he did this, not really sure if you were feeling something for him. Have you tried to bottle your feelings up this whole time?

Your best friend Dixie smiled at you having watched the entire ordeal, you made an unsure face back which made her rush over.

“What the hell was that y/n?!” an excited tone about her question.

“Dix, I don’t know!” you squealed, while trying to keep your voice down as Elvis hadn’t left the driveway yet.

“Y/n, I think you need to give it a try, you won’t know unless you try!”

“Dix, I’m not sure. Should I? I don’t know” you battled with yourself and your inner monologue.

Dixie grabbed you by the shoulders and shook you “go for it sweetie, I promise you’ll be fine”

Scottie called over to Dixie “Hey Dixie, you coming baby?” They had been dating for a few months, with everything going well for them. You thought if it’s going well for them then what could possibly go wrong for you?

Bill shouted you over as you were the last one stood on the driveway; everyone had left.

“I guess you’re stuck with me y/n”

“Hey Bill, how’s everything going?” you said whilst walking over to him.

You always had a soft spot for bill, he looked out for you and was a really kind person.

In the car Bill pushed further with the Elvis thing.

“You know y/n, Elvis is mad about ya’” bill looked over to see you fiddling with your hands in your lap.

“Bill, I don’t know. What if things don’t work out and I can never show my face around here again?!” you were visibly nervous.

“Aw sweetie is that the only thing holding you back?” he said.

“Well, no, there’s also my dad. And my feelings! I’m not sure I’m that into Elvis, you know?”

“Well, that’ll break his heart into 2” he grimaced.

“I mean to say, I wasn’t sure, but I’m warming to the idea” you re-iterated.

The rest of the drive was uneventful.

You got into the concert hall and took your seat next to Dixie and a couple of the Memphis Mafia. A few acts had been on, and quite frankly you were ready for bed. That was until they announced Elvis, the girls went wild. Could you compete with all of these girls wanting a man who wanted you? He could have any of these chicks in a heartbeat – why you?

He walked onto the stage with a sultry look on his face, searching the audience. He smirked once he found you, and you shot him a coy smile back. You were so proud of what he had become, but that begged the question – could you deal with the fame and limelight of being his girl?

Elvis played Baby, Let’s Play House – part of you thought it was just for you as it was your favourite Elvis song. He did his usual Elvis jig, and the girls went crazy. All the while he was glancing over at you, like you were the only girl in the room. His performance made you gleam with pride for him, you were bursting with how proud you were. Then something clicked within you, how could you be so stupid? Of course, you wanted to give it a go with Elvis.

You couldn’t wait till you could see him after the performance. The next acts dragged, as you were so excited to see him. Finally, the Hayride was over, so you went to find him. Walking through the hall of dressing rooms you finally found Elvis’ dressing room. Scotty was inside but no sign of Elvis.

“Where’s Elvis, scotty?”

“He went round the back for some air, y/n” Scotty said, not even looking up from his guitar he was fiddling with.

You nearly ran outside to see him. There he was, your Elvis.

“Elvis!” you called, before running over to him.

“Hey Baby, did you enjoy it?” he asked with hopeful eyes.

“EP, Sweetie, that was the best I’ve ever seen you!”

Elvis beamed at the compliment. Before he could say anything else you chimed in again.

“What do you say we go some place quiet now?” mimicking him from earlier.

“Baby are you sure?” shock evident on his face.

“Let me go call my mother, I’ll tell her I’m stopping at dixies” you rushed off while Elvis nodded.

They let you into the office at the concert hall, you made the important call and met Elvis back outside where you were before.

“All good?” Elvis asked

“Yep, Sweetie, she totally bought it, I’m all yours tonight”

“Wow never thought I’d see the day. We’re all packed up now, so where would you like to go little girl? We can go to club handy, or the diner? Or go on a drive?” Elvis asked.

“Can we just go back to the Motel EP? I’m exhausted”

Elvis was a little disappointed, but he nodded and opened the car door for you.

On the way to the Motel, you were fidgeting again. 10 times more nervous than you were before you came.

“Hey pretty girl what’s on your mind?” Elvis caught on to your fidgeting, he had a concerned look on his face.

“Nothing, I mean it’s nothing to you, it’s fine don’t worry about it EP. It’s all fine.” You shot him a painted-on smile.

“I know something is wrong baby, I’ve known you for too long now if you think you can kid me. What’s going on?” Elvis said softly while placing his hand on yours.

“Elvis, I’m scared this won’t go the way we both want it to. And also, I’m a virgin, does that change the way you think of me because I’m not experienced like you?” naively you admitted.

Elvis laughed, and he couldn’t contain it. “Baby, of course I don’t think any less of you because you’re a virgin, that just means you’re all mine. And we don’t know how this will go unless we try hey?”

You nodded and left the conversation. It didn’t put you at ease one bit.

You arrived; Elvis opened the door for you. Finally, you had some alone time with Elvis.

As soon as you got into the room, you planted your face onto his. He kissed you back, deepening the kiss, involving tongues. This was the most passionate kiss you ever had, of course it sent flutters all over you. His hands were rubbing all over you, in an endearing way of course. You both sat down on the couch in the motel room, playing tonsil tennis for a good 10 minutes until you broke the silence.

“EP, can we go to the bed? Pretty please?” you asked with a bashful smile on your face.

“Baby, I thought you’d never ask” he replied, the most excited you’d ever seen him.

He lifted you up and threw you on the bed. The bed was the biggest bed you’d ever seen. He laid you down on the bed, moving to lay on top of you, kissing all over your body.

“Darlin’, I’m only gonna do what you’re comfortable with. If you want me to stop, you tell me, okay?” he said in a sultry tone. You nodded back to him, face reddening by the second, this wasn’t sufficient for him.

“I need words baby” he added.

“Yes EP, okay” you replied.

While kissing, he started to undress you. The stockings came first, then the shirt and then the skirt. When you realised you were half naked you covered yourself with your arms, shy and embarrassed as no man had ever seen this much of you before.

“Baby, please don’t cover yourself up from me. You’re so beautiful, I want to see all of you” he spoke softly into your ear.

“EP I’m nervous, I’ve never been in this situation before” you admitted.

“I won’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with; you just tell me, and I’ll stop baby. Do you want to carry on Sweetie?” he asked.

“Yes of course I do! Please Elvis, give me everything” you nodded to confirm you really wanted to.

“Okay just relax baby, I promise I’ll make you feel so good”

You looked up at him with trusting eyes. He peppered kisses all over your body, moving up and down, skating his hands around the waistband of your panties. You didn’t dress yourself in the most flattering pair, you didn’t know you’d be in this situation when you got dressed this morning.

“Can these come off baby?” he tapped the waistband of your panties again.

You nodded, holding your breath due to the excitement and also with how nervous you were.

He peeled them off your legs and threw them on the bedroom floor. You instantly shut your legs, on instinct and threw your hands up to cover your face.

“Can you open your pretty little legs for me please baby? Everything will be ok I promise” Elvis whispered.

You toyed with the idea for a couple of seconds, until you finally opened your legs for him.

“Wow princess, that is the prettiest little thing I have ever seen” he kissed your core, which made you jump. “Can I see that pretty face of yours?” Elvis pouted.

You took your hands away from your face to look at him. His eyes were full of lust, a scary hungry look on his face.

“Can I, baby?” he gestured towards your core.

You nodded. You propped yourself up on your elbows so you could see what he was doing.

He put his hands on your thighs at either side to keep you open for him, and he delved straight in. His tongue licking a stripe straight up the centre of your core. Your head flew back, enjoying the unfamiliar feeling. He kept licking up and down, side to side, and even putting his tongue into you. He was enjoying the ungodly sounds coming from you, all at his mercy.

After 5 minutes of him attacking your pussy, you felt an unfamiliar feeling building in your stomach. You weren’t unsure what this was and whether you should have been enjoying it or not. At one point it got so intense you stopped him. You put your hand on his forehead to pull him up from your centre. “EP, I can feel something in my stomach, it’s a weird feeling I don’t know if I like it” you admitted.

“From the sounds I heard, I thought you were enjoying that baby?” concern evident on his face.

“It was really nice; I’ve just never felt this before” you were embarrassed to admit this.

“Are you sure you weren’t about to orgasm?” he asked

“Is that what that was?” you responded, shocked, as you’ve never felt an orgasm before.

“Can I carry on baby? You’ll enjoy it, I promise. You just have to trust the feeling and let go”

You nodded, and he went back to your centre. After a couple more minutes of constant stimulation from his tongue, he added his finger.

You clenched your legs together at the sudden intrusion, but his hands and head were stronger.

“Princess, you’re so tight” he said while he pulled back to admire the work, he was doing with his one finger.

“Elvis, I need your mouth on me” you said between pants and muffled cries.

“You’re doing so well princess, so so good” he whispered, then his mouth connected with your core again.

After a few minutes you relaxed and felt the familiar feeling building in your stomach again. Your breathing became erratic, and you were ready to let go.

That was it, you rode his face until it was too sensitive to move. Once you had come back down, he started moving back up to you.

“EP that was amazing thank you” you stroked his head while looking into his eyes.

“Baby we’re just getting started” he smirked.

He kissed you, so you could taste yourself on him. Still kissing you while he got himself undressed.

“Are you ready baby?” he said while lining himself up with your entrance.

The nerves kicked in again and your breathing took a hike again. You nodded, not quite sure if you were ready.

He started to push in, and you hissed in pain, he only just got the tip in.

Oh my god how big is he! You thought.

“You okay Little Girl?” he said while your eyes were closed.

“EP, its big, it hurts” you whined while your knuckles were white gripping the sheets.

“I know princess I know; we’ll go slow so you can adjust” he kissed your face.

He started to push further in, the pain was evident on your face.

“EP, go slow please” you whimpered.

“Of course, baby, anything for you” he replied.

After a couple of minutes of slow thrusting in and out you started to loosen up around him. Was that pleasure you were feeling? You loosened your grip on the sheets and put your hand on his back instead.

“You doing ok there, little girl?” he said, you opened your eyes to meet his. His eyes were hanging low, looking at you with complete wanton.

“Mmmm-hhhmmmmm” you confirmed, nodding, and giving him a shy smile.

“Can we move faster now baby?” he asked.

You nodded with the same “Mmmm-hhhmmmmm” sound. Shortly after his hips started to speed up, you weren’t expecting the feeling of the sudden change in speed.

“EP this feels so nice” you whined, a hand still wandering his bare back.

“Only the best for my girl” he kissed your face while saying this.

He suddenly started to thrust deeper, and you felt him hilt at your cervix. You took a short intake of breath as it took you by surprise. He let out a small chuckle as he knew exactly what he was doing. The same unfamiliar feeling was building in your stomach again, you trusted it this time and went with the flow.

“EP I think I’m going to orgasm again, please don’t stop what you’re doing” you moaned between breaths.

“Ok baby noted” he nodded at this.

He decided to really throw you off the edge and circle his fingers around your sore clit, making you jump but bringing you to your orgasm a whole lot quicker.

“Can you let go for me again, baby?” he asked, voice still sultry.

You were never one to not follow rules, so you did as he asked you. The second orgasm was ground-breaking for you. You had never felt anything like it before, the perfect mix between pain and pleasure. He was enamoured by you and your pretty little sounds he was getting from you. You grabbed his hand to stop him when it got too much, he got the message and pulled away.

He pulled out of you and let himself go on your thigh, while you were coming down from your high. After your breath steadied to a normal pace, you smiled at him, which he shot you a toothy grin back.

“Baby, you stay there, I’ll be right back” he assured you with his hand halting you from getting up. He walked into the bathroom and came back with a towel to wipe you up with. After wiping his own finish off your thigh, he parted your legs to wipe you clean from your own juices. You jumped at the sudden touch as you were feeling really sore and beat up by now. Elvis sensed this and spoke up, voice still low and sultry.

“It’s ok darlin’ I’m just cleaning you up”

After he chucked the towel back onto the ensuite floor, he came to lay down with you and covered both of your bodies with the blanket on his huge bed.

“Elvis?” you said inquisitively

“Yes, pretty girl?” he answered back

“I think I love you” you spoke into mouth as you kissed him.

“Baby that is the best thing I have ever heard you say” his smile beamed from side to side.

“Can we go again?” you smiled shyly at him.

“That is the second-best thing I’ve ever heard you say pretty girl. Of course, we can, whatever my girl wants” he kissed you climbing on top of you again.

#austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler smut #austin butler fic #austin butler #austin butler fanfiction #austin!elvis #austin!elvis imagine #graceland #elvis 2022 #austin butler x reader

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Do you think he ever came close to marrying another woman before or after Priscilla?

this is such a great question, thank you <3!!!

and I am thrilled to say that we have quotes directly from the source because Elvis has actually talked about this in a few interviews himself 😫

to start I would say Dixie Locke is probably the closest he came to actually marrying a woman before Priscilla came along

And in these quotes he is referring to her:

In his July 1972 interview Elvis said “I got out of school, I was driving a truck. I was dating a girl and waiting for her to get out of school so we could get married”

And then in his press conference on September 22, 1958 Elvis said “I suppose the closest that I ever came to getting married was just before I started singing. In fact, my first record saved my neck”

Lastly in his March 24, 1956 interview with RCB he said “The longest I ever went with one girl was about a year and a half. I see her every once in a while. In fact I only broke up with her when I started singing”

The Colonel was very adamant that Elvis stay unwed and he didn’t even want the fans to know that he had a steady girl, like June Juanico references in her book, Elvis had to tell the press that he had several girls and that none of them were particularly special so that to his fans he remained “available”

June Juanico is another girl that I believe he pictured himself marrying (I just wish they would have stayed together, she was perfect for him 😭)

Anita Wood of course was in the running for marriage also and in one of Elvis’ letters to her he wrote “I guarantee when I marry, it will be Miss “Little Presley” Wood” however I don’t know how much intention he actually had when saying that, and I personally don’t believe, whether he met Priscilla or not, that he would have ever married Anita. I think their relationship was extremely fragile after the army and not just because of the other women

this is from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia”

Now for post divorce- it would have to be Ginger Alden as he proposed to her. However, do I believe that had he not passed away that they would have gotten married? Probably not or at least not as soon as Elvis said they would. I can’t speak for Elvis but I believe the ring was more of his way to ensure that Ginger was his, as he did not want her to go back to her previous relationship and he was intent on having the son that he wanted, and Ginger was the woman he wanted to have the child with. Simply I think he believed a ring would make her stay and forget about the other guy she saw before him even if he never really intended on getting married

this is from Larry Geller’s book “If I can dream”

As for Linda Thompson, who was his longest lasting relationship post-Priscilla, I don’t believe he ever intended on marrying her and I think that had to do with his views on marriage souring significantly after the divorce. And towards the end of their relationship especially, when Linda was at the age where she was ready for marriage and a family, I think it had fizzled out to more of a close friendship than a romantic partnership

this is from “Elvis: What happened”

this is from “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia”

and lastly this excerpt is from Ginger Alden’s book

#this has been in my inbox for a hot minute I’m trying to catch up with some asks 😭#I’m sorry I try to answer every ask with as much clarity as possible and sometimes that lowkey takes forever #thank you so much for the ask though!!!#elvis presley #elvisaaronpresley #elvis #Elvis asks #Elvis history #Priscilla Presley #Dixie Locke #Linda Thompson #Ginger Alden #June Juanico #Anita Wood

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gaylanrivens · 1 year ago

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The dixie mafia??? Is real??? Did we all know this or am I just stupid???

#me: haha they gave the crime organization such an unserious name thats so funny #and its REAL #wbat the fuck #raylan speaks #justified

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 5 months ago

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Criminal Minds OCs part 2

Liliana Reyes, x David Rossi

mafia princess meant to marry the son of another mob boss to unite the families, he got in over his head and went on a killing spree, she was his final target (details tbd, but a family conspiracy to kill her and set the fiancé up as the head of both families) the BAU connect with her in their investigation and take her under their wing to protect her from the fallout, becomes part of the team (initially because of her expertise on every mob and mafia family in the country, works her ass off to prove herself as a valuable member of the team)

Lizzie Mullins, x Elle Greenaway

18 year old with a passion for photography who works at a strip club, gets arrested while taking photos at a crime scene. Going through her camera, Hotch realizes that she’s not actually taking pictures of the obvious crime scene stuff, when Hotch asks her about it it’s because “it was out of place” and her photographs helped them solve the case, instead of legal charges she gets recruited to help them which might eventually lead into learning the communications liaison role from JJ but tbd on that part

it was still pre-canon, Hotch & Gideon recruited her, she's around 23-25 (same as Reid) in season 1

Dixie Holden, x Derek Morgan

Former prostitute, sees so many coworkers attacked and even killed who are too afraid to come forward because of their own job and because they’re never taken seriously, Dixie decided to do something about it. Went to law school, secures herself a mentorship with Hotch even though he’s already working with the BAU. Dixie starts to feel that she can do more good with the FBI than as a lawyer and wants to help stop crimes before they happen instead of helping afterwards, works her ass off to become an agent

Kelsie Karr, x JJ Jareau

Head empty just vibes

Peyton McKinney, x Emily Prentiss of Elle Greenaway

Head empty just vibes

Casey Browning, x Spencer Reid

Head empty just vibes

(Special thanks @manyfandomocs and @ocmerunaway for putting up with me being the most annoying person ever trying to figure these out)

#criminal minds oc #liliana reyes #lizzie mullins #dixie holden #kelsie karr #peyton mckinney #casey browning #new oc #new idea

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cathedral-of-the-forest · 4 months ago

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This is regular good old marsh mud. Not what people from the Lowcountry call Pluff Mud. Pluff Mud is dark, viscous, and very stanky due to all the decomposed dead shit in it like grass, oysters, shrimp, fish, the occasional deer or raccoon, and missing members of the Dixie Mafia. So when you walk on marsh mud you usually only sink an inch or two like I did here.

The problem with marsh mud is it can hide pockets of Pluff Mud. So you’re walking along enjoying your day, and then all of a sudden you’re up to your ass in Pluff Mud. This happened to me the other day. I would have taken a picture but I was busy trying not to die, and to not lose my phone. 😂🤣😆

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oklahomahistory · 6 months ago

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Blazing Action: Oklahoma Lawmen vs. the Dixie Mafia

Blazing Action: Oklahoma Lawmen vs. the Dixie Mafia - One of the great struggles between good and evil in Oklahoma History roared through the 1960s and 1970s between the people of Oklahoma and a loose, violent… Read the full story at John Dwyer’s The Oklahomans https://www.johnjdwyer.com/post/oklahoma-lawmen-vs-the-dixie-mafia

#oklahoma #history #john dwyer #the oklahomans #chocktaw #cherokee #seminole #chickasaw #sooners #boomers #89ers #land run #okies

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nightsinfoxx15 · 1 year ago

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FOXX15 Character lineup pt.3

Lineup 7

John

Out of all "John's" that was in the series, I manage to keep him in the series

He didn't really go through any redesigns, he stayed like that before I scrapped him and brought him back

Water and Fire manipulation

Silver Fox gay man

Featured in Shattered Nights and Nevada War

Josephine

Justine's mother

She gone through a lot of redesigns in the past once I introduced her along with Marisol

at first, her occupation was a city marshal until I changed it to a business owner

average bible reader

Abuser and secretly working for Michele on the sidelines

Featured in Elementals and Madame Carolyn briefly mentioned (or shown) in Shattered Nights or Nevada War

Justine

Avid Swordswoman

Owner of Dixie's Arcade in the historic westside

She gone through a lot of redesigns personally (especially her adult design as shown in the picture)

Featured in Elementals, Madame Carolyn, Shattered Nights, and Nevada War (Including Next Gen)

Cerena's bestie along with Vivian and Raya's

Secretly likes Country rock music (She listens to Sly Teton)

"The Dark Moon Knight of Las Vegas"

The god granddaughter of Oscar, Carolyn, and Debra

Kyla

Christopher's girlfriend

She gone though a lot of indecisive redesigning (Along with Christopher)

Featured in Elementals

Leilani

The daughter of Azenith and Jamie

featured in Elementals (for a good moment) and Next Gen

I had a plan for her to take after her mother as a superhero

Kpop fan (Big LOONA, Astro, SKZ, and MONSTA X Fan)

Has a crush on Elijah (But they're besties)

Training with her mentor as a superhero and a swordfighter (Justine and maybe Carolyn)

Lineup 8

Lusty Michele [Stormy]

Featured in Elementals, Madame Carolyn, Shattered Nights and Nevada War

Former lead singer, songwriter, and lead guitarist for her infamous band Sly Teton

Mafia Donna for her own mafia (There isn't really a name for her mafia but in the story they refer her mafia as 'Michele's Mafia')

Las Vegas' #1 Wh0re (She's one of the infamous Lust demons to have a body count of 1000+ since she moved to Nevada)

Her design has drastically changed as she was introduced into the series as the main antagonist

She had a plan to take over Nevada just to become a powerful sin demon (Take over the governor spot)

She can grow her height in her demon form (or without it) it really doesn't matter with her

Joey's love interest

Madame Carolyn

Featured in Elemental, Madame Carolyn, Shattered Nights, Nevada War, and potentially in Next Gen.

She was going to be the mafia donna and be the main antagonist but then I changed her whole character around after meeting the actual person based off of her

She the underboss for Michele's mafia (She was forced to be in her mafia)

Her whole existence to be the main antagonist was due to be the April 2020 Covid interview with Las Vegas Mayor and Anderson Cooper (Which pretty much killed her popularity and made me interested in doing more research on her during that time lol)

Married to Oscar, dating Debra (Polygamy)

Raised 4 kids (Clara, Carter, Donnie, and Oscar Jr.) and then adopted god granddaughter (Justine)

Michele's main target for everything

Her wrath demon had some changes but some are still preexisting prior to elementals. (It's not a curse, she just appeared to have it one morning when they moved to Las Vegas in '64 with Oscar) Stress and anger are two factors to cough up blood and be in a pent up mood. Impulsive anger can caused her to do these activities such as first degree murder and destruction of property (Mainly because Michele is her main predecessor of her anger)

Maddie

Featured in Elementals (Potentially Shattered Nights and Nevada War)

She gone through a lot of redesigns but I came to the punk rock outfit which finalized her design in 2022.

Her main weapon is an axe guitar that turns into an axe.

Now that I got into her character more, I took a little inspiration from Marcelline from Adventure Time

Marisol

Cerena's mother and Domingo's wife

She's the first Sun goddess of Las Vegas

She only went through like three redesigns (along with Domingo)

She was going to be a marshal like Josephine but I thought that didn't fit with her style at all

Mike

Featured in Shattered Nights, Nevada War and potentially Next Gen

He was going to be featured in Elementals along with two more people but i had to limit some characters and he had to be one of them

has a crush on Azenith (they actually got together)

He was also suppose to be the "guardian of the Atlantic ocean" but I changed it as I gone through and start deselecting characters off the roster

lineup 9

Monica

Featured in Elementals

before I changed her design to a dragon. It was going to be a human but in the Air Force (Nevada has a Air Force base called “Nellis Air Force” located in North Las Vegas)

Her backstory kind of became a tragic accident after waking up from recovery in the base hospital but I changed it because I have no experience in experimental horror stories

Nkiruka

Featured in Shattered Nights and Nevada War

can speak three languages, French, English, and Igbo (Nigerian)

She was supposed to be a warrior Princess but I changed her to be a warrior

She didn’t go through much but like two redesigns

Olivia (Díaz)

featured in almost ever story

city councilwoman for Las Vegas

The first rose witch dragon demon of Las Vegas

Friends with Marisol and Domingo

god aunt and trainer to Cerena

she gone through a lot of redesigns until I ended up changing her a rose based design of a Quetzalcoatl dragon from the Hispanic Mayan history

Olivia (Fierro)

Featured in Shattered Nights and Nevada War

She the mother of Elijah (adopted)

Olivia gone through of changing. I actually scrap her before I brought her back.

her powers changed from nature to earth powers (involving rocks)

Oscar

Featured in every story

the husband of Carolyn, close friends w/ Debra (Polygamy)

father of 4 adopted kids (Oscar Jr, Clara, Donnie, and Carter) and 1 god granddaughter (Justine)

he’s the first known powers tier Angel as a private civilian in Las Vegas

former criminal lawyer

He’s just there in the background helping Carolyn as she goes through a lot of shit (✨supportive husband 101 ✨)

Martini enthusiast 🍸

his sword is based off his signature Bombay sapphire martini that the person that I based off of him drink (The martini sword)

him and Carolyn gone through a lot of redesigns for both their forms and human forms as well throughout the years

Part 4 coming soon

#foxx15 #character art #oc lore #lore dump #chibi art #art #foxx15 character lineup

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