#him and roxanne are my babies okay???

[ravenquingvax]

Watching Markiplier play Into The Pit and finally getting to watch The FNAF movive last night has thrown me right back into my FNAF hyperfixation.

Guess it's time to put VM in a FNAF inspired AU. Yippee.

Already have ideas and have started chapter one...

Hopefully this actually goes somewhere, I've started many FNAF stories that I just never finished for whatever reason.

Fingers crossed!!

[signed-loni]

If you still take requests—

Could you write about the Glamrocks reacting to y/n wearing inspired makeup of them?

Almost how Cassie matched eyeshadow/make up with Roxy, since Roxy is her favorite?

I LOVE THISSS

Yall, i have been SO inactive on here, and for that IM SOSOSOSOSO SORRYYY 😭😭😭🙏

but alas, this is sososo cute so i just had to do it. im still working on other requests! So do not fret<3

warnings: None, its all cuteness

not proofread, sorry

reader is gonna be GN

FREDDY FAZBEAR

He thinks its so cute!!

he’ll help you do it when he has the time-

he likes watching you do it, while at the same time helping you remember what his “makeup” looks like

sometimes he’ll let you sit on his lap and just watch you do it, seriously, this guy just LOVES to stare at you

”Fred?” You called out, knocking on the star of Fazbear Entertainments door. “I wanna show you something!” You said, as the door was gently opened, only to reveal the very tall Freddy Fazbear. “Ah, y/n! How nice to see you! And your makeup! How very lovely it is. Looks just as good on you as it does me!”

you giggled at his remark. “Thank you! Took me forever to do. Hopefully (managers name) wont make me take it off. I think the kids would really like it!” You said. “I agree with you, it looks fantastic!”

Montgomery Gator

UGH THIS MANNN

Once you come into work with monty inspired makeup, he’ll tell you to come like that to work everyday

cocky little bastard

”Oh, okay, rockin’ my look huh? Looks good on ya babe”

Bro will NOT shut up about it

As you walked into the mega pizzaplex, faced covered in green eyeshadow and yellow and purple stared eyeliner, mentally preparing yourself for what monty was gonna say, you clocked in and got ready for your daily morning tasks.

As you were checking that everything was in its place, you felt someone was behind you. And you knew exactly who that someone is. “Monty, y’know you cant scare me. I’ve become immune to it” you say, turning around to face him, seeing a smirk spread across his smug face

“Wow, nice look ya got on” monty said, signaling to your eye makeup. “Inspired by yours truly, I assume?” He says, eyeing your, well, eyes. “Wow monty, you just assume things all the time dont ya?” You say, tone laced with saracasm as you turn around back to what you were doing. “Im right though, aint i?” Monty said, smugly. You giggle a bit “that you are, my redneck friend.”

Roxanne Wolf

she absolutely adores it

”Ya look good, sweetheart”

her tail wags viciously when she sees you wearing makeup similar to cassies, but with a little more pazazz (or however you spell that)

Thinks its cute that you wear lipgloss with a purple tint to it! Brings the look to life

You were hanging out at roxy racers, cleaning everything up and goving the go karts gas, when you hear roxy come up behind you. “Hey baby, loved the look you had going on today” she said while hugging you from behind “Thanks roxy! Im glad you liked it. A bunch of the kids and even some adukts complimented me on it. I was almost late for work trying to get it done.” you said laughing.

“The effort payed of though” Roxy said, admiring your perfect winged eyeliner and eyeshadow, along with the eyeliner on your cheeks to mock the stripes she had. “Looks hot, especially on you” roxy said, which made you laugh. “Alright rox, lets get you to parts and service” you said shaking your head and chuckling.

Glamrock Chica

Literally IN LOVEEE

she sees your makeup and freaks out

”OMG OMG OMG ROXY! DO YOU SEE Y/NS MAKEUP??!! THOSE ARE MY MARKS!! AND YOU SEE THE GREEN TRIANGLE EARINGS THEY HAVE ON??!! THEYRE LIKE MINE! OMG!”

couldnt contain her squealing, which eventually led you to hear her, to which you came up to her and she was SO HAPPY

(sorry chicas was so short, I typerd her paragraph but then it DELETED so :(( )

A/N: hope you enjoyed this! Remember to drink water and take care of yourself!! Xoxo loni

[vintageshanny]

Waiting for Love - Part Nine

There’s No Escaping

Content: March-April 1971, some smut and a lot of fluff. There will probably be a bit of angst in the next chapter if you bear with me. 18+

I have embedded a link here and within the story to my one shot For the First Time, since Elvis is recollecting his first experience.

Catch up on the series here: Waiting for Love

Late March 1971

“So, he’s really insisting on paying for your apartment?” Roxanne’s voice held a note of disbelief. “When you first told me that, I thought for sure he was just feeding you a line.”

“No, he actually was really upset when I told him I was looking for a new job or that I could move in with you. He wants to take care of me.” A little smile spread across Vivien’s lips as she remembered their conversation in the hospital bed. Their conversation and everything that came after… She tried not to blush as she thought about the sound of his moaning as he pulsed in her hand.

“Wow. He wants you to be a kept woman and you’re not even doing the deed yet?”

Vivien could feel the blush engulfing her now as she bit down on her bottom lip and looked away.

“Wait a second! Are you kidding me, Vivien? When?” Roxanne demanded, her voice equal parts anger and curiosity.

“Um, when I went to see his shows in Las Vegas,” Vivien whispered, adjusting her glasses and twirling a strand of hair nervously with her fingers.

“Vivien! That was a month ago! I asked you how the trip was, and you looked me in the face and told me it was fine.”

“Well you had just had a big fight with Michael. I didn’t want to gloat about what a magical time I had. Plus I didn’t lie! It was fine. Veeeery fine,” Vivien sighed with a big goofy smile.

“Okay,” Roxanne said, still sounding a little miffed. “Well, Michael and I are fine now, so give me all the juicy details.”

“So, when I first got there, he had picked out this beautiful dress for me to wear to the show…” Vivien started off, her mind drifting back to that evening as she replayed the events leading up to the big moment. “...and when I told him I was ready, he was just so patient and sweet and reassuring. He said he wanted to make sure it was special for me.” Vivien beamed and looked at Roxanne.

“Vivien!” Roxanne scolded. “That was very sweet, but there was not a juicy detail to be heard. How did it feel? How long did it last? Give me something!”

“Rox, you know I don’t like to share all that personal stuff. It feels like, like I’m betraying his confidence. And he already has a hard time knowing who to trust, I can tell.”

“You’re no fun,” Roxanne pouted.

“Okay, I will tell you that it felt amazing,” Vivien compromised. “I didn’t know I’d feel so…overwhelmed with emotion. When he was inside of me, it was like I felt complete. Like a missing piece of me was-”

“Inserted?” Roxanne filled in helpfully.

“Very funny!” Vivien chucked a pillow in Roxanne’s direction. “No, it was just so magical, I don’t know how else to describe it. I started to cry afterward. And he was just so understanding about it. He told me it was really special for him too, and he looked like he was about to cry also.”

“Wow,” Roxanne responded softly, trying to keep the suspicion out of her voice.

“What? You think he was putting on an act?”

“No, Viv, no, I just wonder how many women he’s been with and said that to. I’m happy for you, but you know I always worry.”

“Well, you don’t need to worry. I have someone to take care of me now. And I want to take care of him, too. He’s everything I was waiting for.” No amount of negativity could stop Vivien from floating on cloud nine.

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Two weeks later

“Elvis?” Vivien asked as she nuzzled her head against his soft fuzzy chest.

“Yes, baby?” Elvis sounded tired but still alert. They were finally curled up in his bed at Graceland after watching movies for half the night at Crosstown Theater. The TV was playing softly, but Vivien had already set her glasses on the nightstand, so everything just looked fuzzy.

She fiddled with the button on his pajama top as Roxanne’s concerns refused to leave her mind. “How many women have you made love to?”

Elvis leaned up a little bit and glanced down at her, but she was very focused on a tiny stray thread coming off his button. He cleared his throat and tried a casual response. “What makes ya ask that?”

“I don’t know, I guess I was just curious. And maybe a little worried,” she admitted.

“Honey, ya ain’t got nothin’ ta be worried ‘bout. The past is the past. You’re here now cuz I want ya here.”

“I know. But for me, all these feelings are brand new. You’ve probably had this feeling lots of times, that someone is so special you can’t stop thinking about them. Maybe I’m just one in a long line of special girls.” Vivien swallowed the lump in her throat. “You’ve probably been making love for decades.”

Elvis tried to stifle his laughter at her nervous declarations. “Decades, huh? You’re makin’ me feel old, baby.”

“You know what I mean, though, right? How do you know your feelings for me won’t pass? Did you feel that your first time was this special?”

Elvis quietly reflected back on his first time all those years ago as he rubbed his thumb soothingly over Vivien’s shoulder. “Naw, honey, it was nothin’ like this. I had waited a long time, or at least it felt like a long time. I was ‘bout 19 or so, and I s’pose I jus’ really wanted ta experience what it was like. All these girls throwin’ themselves at me, and I didn’t even know what it was like ta really be with one in that way, y’know. The gal, well she had been around a little bit I think, but she was sweet too. Sweeter than I thought she’d be. She musta guessed how inexperienced I was, but she didn’t make me feel bad ‘bout it.”

VIvien just listened silently as Elvis opened up to her in this way. She could tell from the start that he could be shy and sensitive, but he usually covered it up quickly with little jokes. Now, though, it was like his heart was totally exposed. She didn’t want to speak and spook him back into his defense mechanisms.

“I did feel like it was somethin’ special at the time, but nothin’ like how I feel ‘bout you, Vivien. And the other women, I mean, I can’t give ya an exact count, honey, but it’s probably not so many as people might think. There was a time in the army when I got a little wild I s’pose, tryin’ ta hide my loneliness after…” he trailed off for a second before continuing. “But it didn’t mean anything. And love-makin’ that don’t mean anything, what’s the point in that? It took me a few years really to realize how unfulfilled I was jus’ foolin’ around with whoever happened along. I need a mental, emotional connection to a woman to really be satisfied. And I ain’t never felt so connected ta someone as I do ta you, baby. Ya understand me?”

Vivien nodded, her eyes welling with tears

“Baby, feelings like this, they don’t just pass. Ya got me in your clutches, woman.”

Vivien leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to the side of his face, right where the little silver roots of his sideburns were growing in. “You’ve got me in yours, too. There’s no escaping.”

Elvis smiled but remained a little bit pensive. “I got a question for you now, baby. Would ya still love me if I weren’t Elvis Presley?”

Confusion flashed across Vivien’s face. “If you weren’t you? Who would you be instead?”

“Naw, I’d still be me, but I wouldn’t be, y’know, superstar Elvis Presley. Maybe I’d be electrician Elvis Presley. Or truck driver Elvis Presley. Or washed-up entertainer Elvis Presley. Or…”

“Okay, I get it,” Vivien smiled as she put a finger to his lips.

“I’m serious honey, what if I jus' decided ta stop tourin’? Would ya still love me?”

“Of course I would. There’s no question in my mind.” Vivien answered without hesitation.

“But when ya came ta meet me, it was because I’m famous, right?” Elvis challenged. “I mean, I know ya said ya were jus’ passin’ by on your way home, but I had some trouble believin’ that,” he added with a little wink.

Vivien blushed and considered how she could explain herself. “Okay, maybe I purposely took that way home hoping I’d get to catch a glimpse of you one day,” she admitted. “But not because you’re famous. Did you ever stop and think how you got so famous?”

“Right place at the right time?” Elvis guessed humbly.

“No, it’s just not possible for that to be the only explanation. Elvis, there’s something in you that touches people’s souls. That’s why they love you. Your voice is a beautiful gift, but it’s that light in you that people are drawn to. Even truck driver Elvis would be able to capture my heart with that light. And your intelligence, your kindness, your goofiness…these are the reasons I love you. Not because they’re gonna vote to name the street after you. Although it will make it a lot easier to remember your address,” Vivien teased.

Elvis chuckled and wiped the tears that had formed in his eyes. “Honey, ya have no idea how much that all means ta me ta hear that. It’s hard always havin’ ta question if people really like ya for yourself or cuz they want somethin’ from ya.”

“Well, I will reassure you as many times as you need to hear it.” Vivien whispered, toying again with the button at his chest.

“Baby, you’re gonna pop that button right off. If ya want me ta take my shirt off, jus’ say so.”

“Okay. I want you to take your shirt off. And everything else.”

Elvis let out the big uninhibited laugh that Vivien loved so much. “Oh yeah? Ya gonna have your way with me?”

Vivien nodded as she eagerly unbuttoned his shirt. “Absolutely. There’s no escaping for you either.” She leaned down and kissed him deeply while her fingertips traced over his exposed chest, drawing a soft moan from his lips.

Elvis pulled her nightie up over her head and let his eyes linger on her bare chest. “Baby, would ya do me a favor? Would ya get on top of me and bounce up and down on me? I wanna see your beautiful body while we make love.”

Vivien nodded shyly. “I would do anything for you.”

She pulled his pajama pants down his legs, exposing his semi-hard penis. As she made her way back up, she stopped to lavish her attention on this magnificent appendage, running her tongue over every inch, savoring the taste of his salty skin in her mouth.

“Oh, dammit baby, c’mere and take me all the way in,” Elvis moaned, reaching for her hands. He helped her balance as she straddled his midsection and slowly, carefully lowered herself onto his dick, consuming him with her warm welcoming pussy.

Vivien somewhat tentatively rocked her hips, unsure of exactly what motions he wanted her to do. She felt a little bit self-conscious as he watched her, his eyes clouding over with lust as he watched her breasts bounce with each movement.

“That’s right baby, jus’ like that.” He grabbed her hips with his large hands and helped her find the right rhythm.

“Oh, God, Elvis,” Vivien cried out as he pushed his hips upwards into her, his dick so deep inside of her she could barely handle the pleasure. Elvis grabbed her hands and helped hold her upright as her body rocked forward in ecstasy.

“Yes, baby, tell me how good it feels,” Elvis moaned as Vivien cried out his name again and again. He could feel his warm seed spurting inside of her as she came down from her high, laying her bare chest against his. “Honey, that was so beautiful,” he whispered in her ear, running his long fingers through her hair.

“Mm-hmm,” she responded lazily, her lips pressed against his soft shoulder.

As she finally rolled off and back into the crook of his arm, she smiled a little bit. “Y’know, I was a little surprised that you weren’t even younger your first time. What with you being so handsome and all, every girl probably wanted you.”

Elvis chuckled and closed his eyes, thinking back on his high school days. “Naw baby, I had some dates, but I wasn’t too much of a ladies’ man. People thought I was kind of a weirdo back then.”

“Oh just back then, huh? If only they could see you now,” Vivien teased.

“Hey now woman, I don’t think ya wanna start debatin’ ‘bout who the weirdo is,” Elvis laughed, reaching over to tickle her sides. “Aren’t ya the one who likes ta give Little Elvis a goodnight kiss?”

Vivien giggled. “Oh, speaking of that, I should make sure he’s doing okay. And thank him for the ride.” She inched down to give out some sweet kisses as Elvis let out some strange hybrid noise, half laughing, half moaning.

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[mirrow-hamato]

Okay, okay sorry but my brain too much this night. Another AU. I know it looks impossible, but pls just hear me out (As a big fan of fnaf and some other games of course)

Fnaf AU! (Security Breach)

JD, Bruce, Clay and Floyd are animatronics.

Little Branch, Poppy and Viva are kids.

So for first part (my own opinion, you can change if you want to):

Floyd as Freddy

Clay as Roxanne

JD as Montgomery/Monty

And Bruce as Chicka.

(Brandy and her and Bruce 13 kids aka music mans??) No ideas for Sun and Moon. Maybe Velvet and Veneer but idk...(Was thinking of Viva and Poppy but i really want them to be kids because:)

Ruins:

Viva cames to broken pizza plex to search for Poppy because she get message about it from Branch. (So as i said Clay as Roxanne, Hello cliva shippers are you there?????)

Idk but i absolutely adore this idea especially after seeing Security Breach fan anime opening animation.

+ random bonus

JD crushing everything around himself as soon as he leaves the stage.

Bruce absolutely adores eating pizza (no this man not going to eat trash. He only adores pizza. And his mechanisms always break down because of the extra cheese)

Clay tries to convince himself that he is funny, that no one should take him seriously, but as you understand, he is very self-critical and too serious. He is scared at the thought that someone will not laugh at his jokes or, on the contrary, will start laughing at how stupid he is.

Floyd get out of system. Very protective and kind heart. "Way to go superstar" aka "Oh, Branch, you grow up so much"

Branch is looking for answers. He get into pizza plex that made animatronics look like Brozone group (except Baby Branch i guess (?)) just when his brothers left in nowhere because of breakup of group. He have no pure clue what actually happened 😔 😭😭

[slapjacq]

I am ill. Not okay. I’ve cried and thrown a tissue box at the wall. Then proceeded to scream at said wall for twenty minutes. Yes I am melodramatic, no I don’t care. I am still in therapy for a reason. Nevertheless, this episode was bonkers, off the wall batshit insane. Like genuinely so good that it almost adds to the tragedy of it all.

Here are my immediate and unfiltered thoughts from my post episode freak out that I have to put somewhere because if I don’t, I will, in fact, explode.

Warning: spoilers up the wazoo, a lot of profanity

First and foremost: Daniel, old Maniel, I can count on you to always keep it a buck, and for that I thank you.

Armand you piece of fucking shit I swear on everything that is holy, you are no longer babygirl, you bitch ass hoe, go stick that fucking doe eyed face up someone else ass you stupid fucking piece of shit. “i cOULD nOt pReVEnt iT” FUCK YOU MEAN YOU COULDNT PREVENT IT YOURE 500 YEARS OLD, YOU SOLD THEM OUT TO BEGIN WITH. YOU STOP TIME, CAN CONTROL BODIES, PLANT IDEAS INTO PEOPLE HEADS, READ PEOPLES MINDS AND THE BITTY BABY VAMPIRE ARMAND COULDNT DO ANYTHIGN ABOUT IT? SUCK MY DICK AND KISS ME MERRY GO TRH THAG SHIT ELSEWHERE (shout out Assad for really giving his all with the whole puppy dog eyes this entire episode 10/10 would fall for them if not the circumstances). I can’t believe I actually was defending this dude a few episodes ago, I literally can’t defend anything else from here moving forward.

Claudia and Madeline deserve to watch these assholes burn and the fact they died such painful deaths should warrant the gods to set the sky alight with constellations of their love. They were allowed NOTHING but a small taste of happiness before it was shredded away from them. No one is EVER gonna villainize them, not to me, not ever. Roxanne absolutely was incredible, and Delainey, in the coming future, better up there as an A-list actor because she has been that astoundingly good. (That goes for everyone here honestly, but Delainey and Roxanne really deserve their flowers here).

Santiago has a special place in hell. I simply cannot wait to watch him die. Decapitation is too kind for him, put him through pain and fury before sending him to hell. Ben Daniels you son of a bitch you played the villain so well. I damn near jumped through the screen when he began to read Claudia’s diaries with a shitty NOLA accent, I have never been so livid in my life.

The rest of Theatre: “All of you motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow.” -Tupac Shakur

Louis GET UP LEAVE YOUR WIFE DUDE YOU KNOW ITS BULLSHIT and honestly I’m not even going to rag on him this episode because the poor man has gone through too much. Jacob was absolutely brilliant in all of this, and honestly I literally will never stop talking about the performances in this show. Regardless, the upcoming rage is justified and I when get to watch him massacre these assholes, I will cackle with the same glee a schoolboy has after he disintegrates ants with a magnifying glass.

And finally Lestat. He rose on the third day and served cunt and made me ball like the mommy issues toting bitch I am. Sam, my man, you knocked it out of the fucking ballpark. Magnificent. Lestat, fucking bastard. You messy bitch. When you get out of whatever the Theatre is doing to you big man, I better see you read Armand to filth. I better see the same from the other. They both deserve to be dragged to hell and back.

Also Daniel Hart is a genius, just really fills your soul with dread this entire episode, I mean the score was filthy, vivid, and hauntingly gorgeous. The violins at the beginning were nasty work and had me fully hypnotized for the entire 50 minutes.

SFX is killing it, everytime, making it all believable and absolutely the worst someone could imagine it to be. I full body contorted at the sight of the sliced ankles.

Shoutout costume department also did its thing. Santiago’s costume was top tier camp. And Lestat’s suit was absolutely everything. Gender envy 11/10.

I could sit here all day and go on about how all the cast and crew did a fucking fantastic job. Like you can really tell they put their heart and soul into this episode.

I mean dear god I’m going to be in shambles for the next two years this episode was insane.

[narcosmx]

make up sex with ramón arellano félix would include...

a/n: yall are fucking feral for this man i love it anyways this was in my drafts. not nsfw...yet get to harassing me

so this inspiration for this came to me on one of my drives where i was blasting banda music as you do

and of course, i was screaming ya superame and this hit me okay

okay so quizas, los dos son un poquito toxic ve'da

like not unhinged, keying each other's cars toxic but like... jealous of anyone looks at the other a certain type of way toxic

so of course you get in your fights and stuff and you always say you're going to finally leave one another but wake up in the same bed the next morning

but like then it actually happens but not like leave and come back after a long weekend happen

but like, no matter how much it hurts you're going out with other people happened

so let me the set the scene for you

at the roxanne or christine whatever, somewhere these bitches own right

so as you would expect, mon has taken to drinking and doing drugs to mend the pain because baby boy can't cope for shit

can't cope with you not being there, can't cope with the fact that he ruined this, can't deal with the fact that he has to wake up every morning alone or even worse with someone in his bed that wasn't you

so obvi this man is drinking himself into the ground and of course being the tiniest bit toxica that you are you decide to go out dancing... at said club

and maybe part of it was just to rub salt into that wound for ramon or maybe you wanted to see if he still cared or ever cared at all fuck me

and i just the moment you enter the fucking club eyes are on you, well one particular set of eyes

can you just imagine ramon watching you walk in with someone from the VIP area looking over the like main dance floors and just pounding a fucking shot, immediately fucking going in for another one

and ramon is going through these whole ranges of emotions where he's like one minute pulling his gun out ready to march down to shoot someone in the face and another minute he's like pacing like no fuck that i'll show her, to like nearly crying i

and like you're dancing, with each song surprised you were able to get through it without interuption and a little disappointed about it too

and and then it starts happening right, mon throws down another fucking shot and is like fuck it, blooding boiling and fucking storming down the steps

he's parting dancers like the red fucking sea so you just see this figure b-lining towards you

and look i can just imagine the guy you came out with fucking hiding or running because can you imagine angry ramon coming barreling towards him

getting up to you, sweating and like heaving and he can't even open his mouth you're already face to face with him (more like face to chest) already laying in to him

"que parte no entiendes cuando te digo que no, la n o la o? tu tiempo se acabo, te juro que lla no te quiero ver"

and he just stops you right fucking there maam i just

"oh yeah, then why the fuck are you standing in my club right now, hm ? because you knew i was going to storm down here to get you, that's probably what you wanted isn't it" i just sexual tension you can feel it my dudes

you fucking scoffing at ramon can you hear me, looking at him in the eyes and audibly scoffing

"ya superame"

"do you think id be here if i could, mamita?" and then there's this moment where both of you are like waiting to see who is going to make the first move

but it's sure as fuck not going to be you so you kind of snatch your hand away and storm away

you driving home screaming some cortavenas from the top of your lungs i can't

then you pulling up and ramon's already fucking there leaning against his car like "you've always liked the long way home"

[cyrusthemagician]

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Favs:

CAINE

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Gangle

Chaos sonic

Sonic

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The mangle

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Chica

Ballora

Circus baby

Spamton

Hatsune miku

Carnival jax

Carnival caine

Carnival able (:3)

Carnival ragatha

Carnival zooble

. . . Legit everyone in the carnival au.. coughs (and freakshow au OKAY OKAY I KNOW LISTEN-))

Emmet Lego Movie

Unikitty

Pav

Miles

[get-rammed]

I also love how you have foxy rising baby Roxy do you have art of how he found her or her with her mom. Cuz I know he a fox and Roxy A wolf o don't know if Fox and wolfs can cross breed but I am very curious on how he found her or who he merrid to.

Tbh within the werebeings world, it runs on human breeding rules. Whatever child comes out is just a mess of dominant traits. So in the case of say a bunny and a fox, it's likely a bunny will come out kinda thing.

But for Foxy, Roxy isn't his child through blood at all. But rather that funky book only (minus a few easter eggs) wolf is Roxy's dad. We're gonna call him TW and slap him as Foxy's brother. TW and his partner died in a car accident shortly after Roxanne was born, leaving a horribly ill prepared Foxy to suddenly be a dad. He didn't turn down the challenge and just figured his life out around Roxy.

A lot of the crew helped when he had to do shows and such. So she was basically raised around the rock world, and got to see a lot of things, but it left her a little socially awkward as she wasn't around kids her own age until she was like 10, which was when Foxy had some people he trusted take Roxy while he was touring and such. Still was pretty active in her life though, and spent as much time as he could with her.

Since he raised Roxy from birth, she has always referred to him as dad and has always seen her as dad, and Foxy has always been very open about her history. Would tell her stories of her birth parents all the time.

Which death of bio dad in car accident, and Foxy later getting into his own accident, Roxy was incredibly terrified she lost her dad again. But Foxy came out okay.

Foxy has no like, base canon partner in my AU. Just a free floating single dad looking to mingle

[heavenlyhoundoom]

I've been watching the sun and moon show and decided to make a swap au.

Sun🔄Moon

Solar/Eclipse🔄Lunar(Evil Lunar's called Nightshade in this au)

Ruin🔄Forkface/Frank

Glamrock Freddy🔄Monty

Roxanne🔄Glamrock Chica

Baby🔄Puppet

Bloodmoon(old design)🔄Jack O' Moon

Sun and Moon's sister is called Venus instead of Earth.

Swap quotes

1.Moon: Open up, open up. I'm gonna hide in the closet, I'm getting in the closet! Don't make the joke, I'm getting in here!

Sun: I really wanna make the joke.

2.Moon: I'm not going through a mood, I'm just tossing Roxanne- I mean doing things with Roxanne- that sounds wrong!

3.Nightshade: Jack, turn on.

(Jack turns on.)

Jack: Rip the mortals and make them scream!

4.Freddy: Clean up the place.

Solar: There you go, clean up.

(Jack flips Solar off.)

Solar: That's rude.

5.Nightshade: Let me take this now-

Solar: The do not disturb- Oh.

Nightshade: Oh no no, What were you going to say? Say it now, go on.

Solar: It's my do not disturb barrel...

(Nightshade throws the barrel away.)

Solar: Bye barrel...

6.Nightshade: Sun...I got the star now, it's gonna be ready in an hour...

Sun: And you better be ready in about five minutes.

Nightshade: What is this, some kind of last threat?

Sun: Oh, not a threat, a promise, lean, mean, and halloween.

Nightshade: Lean, mean, and halloween? What could that possi-(sudden realization), what did you do?

Sun: Gave him some coridanice.

Nightshade: You know he's gonna kill us both, right?

Sun: He'll kill you first.

7.Lunar: It looks like it's in working order, let's turn you on and hope to God nothing bad happens.

(Luna presses the power button and turns Bloodmoon on.)

Lunar: Is it turning on or is it stuck again?

(Bloodmoon wakes up.)

Lunar: Oh, there he is.

Bloodmoon: What is my business?

Lunar: Maybe I should adjust your voice box a little. Alright, Bloodmoon, we're gonna call you Bloodmoon, got it?

Bloodmoon: Understood.

Lunar: Your prerogative is to protect Solar, do you know who Solar is?

Bloodmoon: Solar, created from Sun, by evil you.

Lunar: Exactly.

8.(Bloodmoon tries to open a door)

Bloodmoon: Why does door not open? Open, open, open, open!

(Bloodmoon continues to try and open the door to no avail.)

Solar: I-it's locked.

Bloodmoon: Why is the door locked, unlock door.

Solar: I can't.

Bloodmoon: Why?

Solar: They haven't given me the key. It's also for the toilet.

Bloodmoon: Investigating bathroom.

(Bloodmoon looks at the door a punches a hole in it to try and see inside.)

Solar: I need a new door now.(sighs) Hey, Bloodmoon, new protocol!

Bloodmoon: What?

Solar: Stop breaking things!

9.Bloodmoon: Presenting, the new IPad.

Solar: Uh huh, what's so special about the new IPad?

Bloodmoon: It is broken.

10.Sun(referring to Ruin): You think if we insult it, it'll chase us?

Moon: What?

Sun: I said You think if we insult it, it'll chase us?

Moon: I don't know, let's find out. (Takes deep breath.) You look like a (dolphin(actually sped up kookaburra) sounds for the next thirteen seconds.)

Sun: And you smell like one too.

(Sun and Moon start backing away.)

Moon: Is it chasing us? (Sees the Ruin is heading towards them) Okay, now it's walking towards us, I really don't like that!

(Sun and Moon start running.)

Sun: Nope, nope, nope, nope!

11.Swap Nightshade(to Swap Solar): Didn't you have a crush on Monty?

Swap Solar: Shut up, leave me alone, it was a mistake!

Swap Nightshade: Solar had a crush on Monty, that passed thankfully, but still.

Sun: Moon had a crush on Chica for me.

Swap Nightshade: Chica?

12.Solar: Just gonna wait for Lunar to scream.

(Bloodmoon stabs Lunar off screen.)

Lunar: Ow, what the Hell!?

Solar: There it is.

(Bloodmoon starts beating up Lunar.)

Lunar: Freddy, get this thing off me!

Freddy: I don't know where it came from!

Solar: Oh, so Freddy is here!

(Bloodmoon continues to beat up Lunar.)

Lunar: Ow, Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!

Solar: Bloodmoon, you can stop now!

Bloodmoon:Understood.

(Bloodmoon stops beating up Lunar and leaves.)

Solar: Hey, Freddy, you wanna say hi?

[nautiscarader]

Va Banque

Max/Roxanne, G (Ao3)

"Alright, I'm gonna get this one."

The teenage girl gripped her notepad and leaned towards the TV screen, as if it would help her chances…

"This rock star from the 90s is most well-known for hits like "I2I"and "Stand out".

Cold sweat rushed down Monique's spine, and her hands trembled, as she stuttered her would-be answer.

"Er… Who is…Who is…?"

But as the buzzer rang through her ears, she realised she has made a grave mistake. She looked at her parents and saw, to her utter humiliation, wide grins on their faces.

"Who is Powerline?", Max and Roxanne asked in unison, together with the host in the studio.

"How much did you bet?", he addressed the equally stumped contestant.

"Everything…", Monique whispered, looking down at her scores.

"Oh, honey…", Roxanne hugged her daughter, "Don't feel too bad. You got all the answers right in the 'Modern Masterpieces' category"

"Yeah, and I blew it all", she slumped deeper into the couch, her arms crossed.

"Well", Roxanne continued gently stroking her daughter's auburn hair,"That will teach you not to jump the gun. Right honey?"

She turned right, but was met with empty seat, as Max got up.

"Be right back, I have an idea. Keep watching."

And they did - and Monique performed surprisingly well with questions about regular history, cars, and to Roxanne's slight concern, she even knew a few "Potent potables".

By the time the commercial break rolled in, she was half-way back to her original score. But any thoughts she might have had have evaporated from her head when her dad came back from upstairs… especially since had to do a double-take, as she couldn't recognise him - or maybe she didn't want to.

"Oh. My. God", she gasped looking at the neon-yellow costume, combined with single-panel wide glasses he was wearing.

"M-Max!", Roxanne cheered.

"How do you like it, fam?", he asked, striking up a pose. "Still fits, after all these years!"

Monique was about to correct him, but her mom's foot already has collided with hers, indicating that being right is not always correct.

"It sure does honey", she continued, "But why would you-"

"Well, I wanted to give our baby a bit of a lesson. In history, music…. and dance."

Monique's eyes opened wide, as the meaning of these words hit her.

"No, no, no! Anything but that! I choose death!"

"Monique!", Roxanne fumed, "Your dad wa- is a great dancer. That's how we got together, after all…"

Her voice became mellow and dreamy, as she turned towards her husband, loading an old CD to an equally old CD player he brought with him.

"Fine, but I still don't buy how could you fall in love with hi-"

But before Monique could finish, the catchy beat started playing, and with the rhythm Max Goof started… dancing. Not waddling awkwardly, as she would have suspected, but filling every single note perfectly.

He even moonwalked through their living room, turning on the spot only to perform it again and again. And as he danced, Monique suddenly noticed the way her mom stared at him - though she had to do a double-take as well, as she was almost sure this single moment has made her two decades younger… She was twiddling with her hair, for goodness' sake! And… unless she was very much mistaken… she could see flashes of colour reflecting in her eyes, even though the TV screen was dimmed…

"Okay… maybe I CAN see why you fell for him…"

"Oh, just you wait", Max suddenly interrupted her, "Cos then there was the part when I got on a rope and PJ was flying me all around the room and-"

Roxanne took a second too long to wake up from her mesmerised state, her eyes widening in anticipation of the inevitable.

"No, Maxie, don't-!"

But it was too late. With the last portion of the beat, Max jumped into the air… and landed on his face with grace of a brick just as the music faded away.

"Dad!"

"Max! Are you alright?!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine", he replied, accepting help from the two. "But hey, now you know who you can thank for inheriting your dancing skills."

"It runs in your whole family, honey", Roxanne quickly replied, "Your dad was great at disco."

"Mom, grandpa Goofy's dances are ancient, as if he was from 1940s…"

"Monique!", Roxanne fumed again, "Watch your tongue, young lady!"

"Mom, last time he took me fishing, he tried to wind up a spring… in my smartwatch!"

She showed her the electronic device on her wrist, but her accusatory tone changed, as she continued.

"…The scary part is that he succeeded…"

"Well, he is a man of many talents, only some of them can be understood by us, mortals.", Max leaned back.

"Sure. Good thing I didn't inherit that 'goof' gene…"

"Oh? Then what is that?"

Roxanne took her phone out, and to Monique's horror, loaded a video of her - dancing in her room, shaking her butt to the tune in her headphones.

"MOM! YOU'VE RECORDED ME?"

"The door was open, honey", she giggled, "You know the rules…"

"DELETE THIS!", Monique flailed her hands, trying to take her mom's phone away.

"Fine, fine", Roxanne complied with her demand, "But I gotta ask, what is this song about? 'I-seek, I-saac, Newt-on, Newt-off'? What's up with those lyrics?"

"Ugh.", Monique groaned and leaned onto her mom's shoulder, "It's about love, like every song ever. It mentions 'law of attraction'. But you can pretend it will help me with physics".

"Speaking oh which…", her dad chimed in, turning the TV volume back on.

"PHamous PHysicists", the host read the name of another category, and Monique once again was back in action…

Notes:

Goofy is from 1940s, and the bit about "winding up spring" refers to one of my favourite shorts, "Clock Cleaners", though it is Donald doing that part.

The whole "I seek Isaac" song is a parody of Aden Foyer's "Galileo Galilei", which curiously mentions gravity... which Galileo did not discover. I mean, he wrote a heck lot about objects falling in the field and the curves they'd follow, but when you say "gravity", you think of Newton. Now if only Foyer had song about pendulums...

Oh, and the title of the fic is the Polish name of "Jeopardy!", and it means "all in".

[vintageshanny]

Waiting for Love - Part Eleven

Falling Deeper

Content: August 1972, a little angst carried over from the last part, a lot of fluff, a lot of smut, mentions of pornography, 18+

I think we are getting pretty close to the end of what I had planned for this series (2 more chapters maybe? Of course I reserve the right to change my mind lol). Thank you all for following along, commenting, sharing, etc! ❤️

Catch up here: Waiting for Love series

August 1972

“Vivien, jus’ wait a goddamn minute!”

The rage seemed to have won, Vivien thought as she continued toward the door.

“Please,” he added, his voice cracking ever so slightly.

Maybe not.

Her hand paused on the doorknob. She tried to will herself to open it and walk out, but she froze in place as she felt him approach behind her, his entire aura enveloping her senses.

“Elvis, please, I can’t,” she whispered, tilting her head forward against the door frame, trying to escape the feel of his warm breath on her neck.

“Honey, please, l-l-let me jus’ tell ya what I came back ta say.” Elvis gently placed his hands on her waist and turned her around to face him.

“Okay.” Vivien nodded but carefully avoided looking into his eyes, knowing her resolve wouldn’t last a second.

As Elvis grabbed her hand and led her toward the couch, there was a tentative knock at the door.

“Sorry, that’s probably Roxanne,” Vivien mumbled nervously, pulling her hand away and turning back toward the door. “I can tell her to wait.” Elvis waited within arm’s reach to make sure Vivien didn’t make a break for it as she cracked open the door and spoke to Roxanne in a low tone. “Rox, Elvis is here. He wants to talk. Can you wait for a little bit?”

“Of course hon, I’ll be right out here.” Roxanne smiled reassuringly and sat down on the porch steps as Vivien closed the door.

Vivien let Elvis grab her limp hand and lead her over to the long white couch, where they sat down and turned toward each other, Elvis’ legs spread wide apart as always. He held her hand in his own, running one of his long thumbs soothingly over the back of it.

“Vivien honey, I-I-I’m sorry.”

Vivien looked up in surprise. She had seen Elvis be remorseful about things many times, but she knew a straightforward apology was sometimes hard for him.

“It was never my intention ta make ya feel like I don’t want’cha around.”

“I just don’t understand what happened.” Vivien blinked back the tears she could feel welling up and smoothed out her short swingy blue skirt with her free hand. “When you came over that night and told me it was time and that she was leaving, and then you made love to me so beautifully, I was on top of the world. I thought my heart might burst with love for you. I’d been waiting so long to hear you say those words. And for a couple months, it felt like we were both sharing that happiness. Then something happened. You stopped wanting me with you. Elvis, I don’t know what to think. Before, there was a reason I couldn’t be with you. Now it just feels like you stopped loving me.”

“Baby, I could never stop lovin’ ya. You’re ever’thing I’ve been lookin’ for my whole life.” Elvis blinked back his own tears and continued. “I sometimes wonder if I even deserve all the love ya give ta me, honey.”

“Is that why you’re pushing me away? You think you don’t deserve to be loved?”

“This life can be confusing, Vivien. My fans love me, but they don’t know all of me, all my faults. I-I-I know I’ve made plenty of mistakes in this life, and I know that you see that side of me. Other women I’ve been with, they see my faults and they want a break or they want to change me or control me. But you see it and you’re still here lovin’ me anyway. And I think, ‘What did I do to deserve that?’”

Vivien’s heart melted with compassion for this beautiful man and the vulnerability he was displaying. “You’re just you, Elvis. You’re the strongest, most generous, kindest, funniest, warm-hearted person I’ve ever known. You should never doubt for a second that you deserve to be loved, completely and unconditionally. Just let me give you that love. Let me be there and take care of you and give you everything I have to give.”

Elvis wiped a tear away and swallowed nervously before continuing. “Vivien, it’s hard for me to admit things like this, but I’m scared. I shoulda told ya earlier, but the reason I started pullin’ back is cuz I found out that ‘Cilla left me for another man. And I jus’ keep wonderin’ how long before ya decide I’m n-n-not man enough for ya.”

Vivien tried to stifle the noise that was about to emerge, but a cross between a laugh and a snort came pouring out. Elvis turned red and pulled his hand away. “It’s not funny, Vivien. This really messed me up. I-”

“Elvis, hold on, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh. Priscilla leaving for another man doesn’t mean you’re not good enough. It just means the two of you weren’t right for each other. Not like me and you, right?”

Elvis contemplated. “I suppose so. It jus’ hurt my pride ta find that out. But that’s what I came back to tell ya - that I don’t want what happened in the past to ruin the future. I’m clingin’ to my pride when I should be clingin’ ta you. I want ya with me Vivien. Come be with me.”

“Elvis I would follow you to the ends of the Earth.” Vivien leaned in and kissed his tear-dampened cheek. “I know you always try to be strong, but you can always tell me when you’re feeling bad. I want to take care of you the way that you always take care of everyone around you. And I just can’t believe you’d ever feel like you’re not man enough. You are so unbelievably manly.” Vivien’s voice dropped to a near whisper as she looked him over, really taking in for the first time the form-fitting white pants he was wearing with his silky blue shirt.

Elvis’ lips raised in a crooked smirk when he noticed her wandering eyes. “Remember the first time we sat on this couch together baby? And ya kept tryin’ ta take a peek at my…manhood?”

“I’ll never forget it,” Vivien giggled and blushed, her heart racing as she recalled their first time alone together. “But you really can’t blame me when you refused to wear underwear and had yourself just…jiggling around.”

“Lemme tell ya a little secret, honey. I ain’t wearin’ any underwear right now either.” Elvis smirked and gave her a little wink.

“Mmm is that so?” Vivien leaned in and whispered in his ear. “Neither am I.”

“With that little skirt? Honey, anyone could be seein’ what belongs ta me.” Elvis sounded equally irritated and turned on.

“Well, I ran out of clean clothes and I was going to do my laundry when I got to Roxanne’s apartment.” Vivien climbed on top of Elvis’ lap, straddling his thighs with her own. “But now maybe we can make the most of the situation.”

“Oh yeah? What’d ya have in mind?” Elvis groaned a little as Vivien shifted back and forth on his lap. “Is anyone else home?”

“I think they all went to the store.” Vivien reached down to unbuckle Elvis’ pants.

“B-b-but they, uh, they could be back soon, honey,” Elvis half-heartedly protested as she finished unzipping him and pulled his dick out, staring in awe while he grew harder, his head emerging fully, as if it were the first time she ever laid eyes on him.

“I guess we’ll just have to hurry then, won’t we?” she whispered conspiratorially as she lowered herself onto him, eliciting another groan as he disappeared inside of her. “Plus if anyone walks in, we’re all covered,” she added, spreading her skirt over their exposed bits.

“Oh shit Vivien, I missed ya, baby,” Elvis panted as he bucked his hips up into her, about to burst with pleasure.

“Elvis I need you so bad,” Vivien moaned. “I love having you inside of me.”

“Oh God, oh God,” Elvis thrust upward one last time as Vivien rocked her hips back and forth, milking everything out of him before settling her head down on his shoulder.

“I’m so lucky to have you. You will always be all the man I need. I love you.”

“I love ya too, baby. Now let’s find ya a pair of panties so we can get goin’ back ta Vegas before the Colonel finds out I’m gone.”

Vivien giggled as she rose from the couch. “Oh shoot! I left Roxanne waiting outside all this time.” She peeked out onto the porch and saw that, not only was Roxanne no longer sitting there, her car was gone as well. “Oh no! Do you think she heard us and left? Or what if she came in and we didn’t hear her?” Vivien started to panic as Elvis let out a loud burst of laughter.

“Don’t worry honey. Like ya said, we were all covered up.” His laughter grew as Vivien’s blush grew more vibrant.

“Elvis! It’s not funny!”

**********************************************

Vivien sat on the couch in Elvis’ suite after the show, watching him walk around and mingle with his friends and some guests. Right now he was talking to his new friend Larry. Or was it an old friend? She’d had some trouble following the timeline Larry had tried explaining when they sat next to each other during the show. Larry seemed to be talking Elvis’ ear off while Elvis kept sneaking little glances at her, that adorable crooked grin adorning his face.

“Man, she’s perfect for you, Elvis. I could see the way your energy ignited a desire in her, for life, for knowledge. The way she was watching you with open eyes and open heart, I asked her if it was her first time seeing you perform.”

“What’d she say?” Elvis chuckled, glancing over at Vivien.

“That the magic of watching you is always like the first time.”

Elvis blushed a little bit as Larry recounted Vivien’s words.

“Man, I’m telling you, hold onto this one. Let all that bad energy out so you can make room for the good.”

“I’ll try my best, Lawrence.”

“Hey, Elvis, why’d ya have ta go and bring your chick back here? How are we supposed ta watch the special movie ya had me get?” Joe came sauntering over, looking like he’d maybe imbibed one too many times.

Elvis rolled his eyes. “What makes ya think that was for you to see? I better check it out first and make sure your innocent little eyes can handle it.”

“C’mon, Elvis, there were supposed to be no women on this tour. At least none that we’d remember later.” Joe howled like a hyena at his own joke as Elvis’ gaze turned cold. He glanced over at where Vivien sat, hoping Joe’s idiocy hadn’t wafted all the way to her ears.

“How ‘bout ya gather up whatever groupies will have ya and get the hell outta my room?” Elvis snapped. “Actually, ever’one can get out. Party’s over for tonight.”

As the room emptied, Vivien looked up at Elvis quizzically. “What was the special movie you asked for?”

Elvis blushed and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck with his fingers. “Oh, ya heard that? I suppose ya heard ever’thing else he said too?”

Vivien nodded and reached out for his hand, pulling him down on the couch next to her.

“I’m sorry baby, Joe’s jus’ an asshole, he didn’t mean-”

“Elvis, it’s okay. It’s me and you now, right?”

Elvis smiled and gave her hand a squeeze. “That’s right, baby.”

“So, what about the movie?” Vivien was surprised to see the blush return to Elvis’ face at her question. He stared down at her soft hand in his before answering with his own question.

“Ya ever seen a dirty movie, honey?”

“A dirty movie?” she echoed, as if incapable of comprehending.

“Yeah, y’know, a skin flick?”

“Oooh,” Vivien exclaimed, feeling her own face turn red now. “You mean…pornography?” her voice dropped to a whisper. “No, of course not.”

Elvis smiled at the way this girl who had hopped on his lap with no qualms not twelve hours ago could still be so sweetly innocent in some ways.

“D-d-do ya wanna watch with me? I-I mean, I don’t want ya ta feel uncomfortable or anything. But maybe it would be fun,” he added slyly.

“Um, okay, we could try it,” Vivien agreed, trying to sound calm.

Elvis grabbed the film reel that Joe had brought in earlier and headed for the bedroom. “I might need your help with the projector. Usually one of the guys sets this up for me,” he called out. Vivien nervously followed him into the bedroom where he was fiddling with the projector and the reel.

“I think you just - there, like that,” she said, helping him set it up.

“Thanks, baby. I don’t know what I’d do without ya.” Elvis gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

“I suppose you’d be watching a dirty movie with a bunch of men?” Vivien asked, somewhat confused about the ritual.

Elvis let out a big guffaw. “Well, when ya say it like that honey, it sounds kinda weird. Why don’t we put on something more comfortable?” He handed Vivien her silky nightgown with the thin straps and headed for the bathroom with his own pajamas. “I’ll be right back. Don’t ya go disappearin’,” he called out. When he emerged, Vivien was propped up against the headboard, her legs stretched out in front of her. Elvis started the reel and nestled in next to her.

“Deep Throat,” Vivien read as the words scrolled across the small projector screen. She could feel her palms getting sweaty for some reason and wondered if this was a good idea. She’d never even seen another man naked, and now she was going to watch people having sex?

In the uncanny way that he always seemed to read her thoughts, Elvis wrapped an arm around her and reassured, “If you feel uncomfortable baby, jus’ let me know. We can always turn it off.” Vivien nodded and let her hand drift over and rub little circles on his strong sturdy thigh.

As the action progressed, Vivien couldn’t help but notice Elvis’ bulge growing more prominent. He rubbed his hand over the top of it and let out a little groan, causing Vivien’s mind to race with both excitement and insecurities. “Elvis?”

“Yes baby?”

“Are you, um, are you turned on because she’s prettier than me?” Vivien asked, hoping she didn’t sound as ridiculous as she felt.

“Honey, no way is there a woman prettier than you. I’m turned on cuz’ I got this gorgeous angel sittin’ here next ta me. I’d like ta see even more of ya,” he whispered as he slowly pulled the strap of her nightgown down over her shoulder. The silky material slid down, exposing her left breast to the cool hotel air. “Goddamn baby, did I ever tell ya that you’ve got the most perfect nipples I’ve ever seen? Just beggin’ ta be licked and sucked on.” He turned his body and leaned down, drawing her nipple into his mouth, nipping gently with his teeth while his supple lips held it firmly in their grasp.

“Elvis, oh God,” Vivien moaned as he pulled the other strap down and started kissing and licking her right breast.

“Ya like that, honey?” Elvis whispered as he pulled back and watched the blissful look on her face. “Would ya kiss me too?” He grabbed her hand and set it where he wanted to be kissed. Vivien felt him pulsing with desire.

They both glanced back at the screen and Vivien’s face turned bright red when she saw what was happening.

“Honey,” Elvis whispered, drawing her attention back to him. “Do ya think ya could feel pleasure like that? From takin’ me in your mouth and makin’ me feel good?”

“I do love making you feel good.” Vivien moved her hand up toward the waistband of his pants.

“I have an idea, but I don’t want ya ta feel no pressure, okay? What if we could both kiss each other there and make each other feel good at the same time?”

“What do you mean?” Vivien looked into his eyes, so heavy with lust.

“Lemme show ya, baby. Just take this nightgown off and bring your body over here.” Elvis slid his pajama pants down his legs and scooched down so he was flat on his back. He positioned Vivien so she was straddling him and facing the other way.

“Elvis, I don’t know,” she whispered. “I’m nervous.”

“Jus’ try it with me baby, please?” Elvis pleaded. He pulled her up higher so her thighs were straddling his face. “Mmm goddamn now that’s a view,” he murmured. “Honey I want ya ta jus’ lay yourself right on me and give me some kisses, okay?”

Vivien lay her body down against his and took hold of Little Elvis in her hand. He had already emerged from his cocoon and was dripping with arousal. She wrapped her lips around him right as she felt Elvis spread her open with his fingers and dip his tongue inside of her. Unable to form words, she moaned loudly around his dick, the vibrations shooting pleasure through his whole body. She used her hands to explore and massage every part of him, the flesh of his inner thighs soft under her fingertips.

“Oh fuck,” Elvis whispered into her wet pussy, trying to control the flicks of his tongue while his body was coursing with pure excitement. Her thighs started shaking around him as he sucked on her clit, knowing his own eruption would come any second. The ecstasy overtook them both until their bodies relaxed into each other, moans giving way to soft contented sighs.

“C’mere baby.” Elvis helped Vivien climb off and pulled her up toward him, giving her a deep passionate kiss, the taste of their arousal mixing together. “Oh God,” Elvis groaned. “I think I’ve got some more ta give.” He rolled on top of her and thrust gently, sliding right inside of her through the wetness.

“Elvis, it feels so good. You always make me feel so good,” Vivien panted, delirious with pleasure.

“Wow,” Elvis whispered after the second high had washed over them. “I guess the movie was a good idea, huh?”

Vivien giggled and covered her blushing face. “I didn’t need the movie to be turned on by you,” she teased. “Besides, I don’t like seeing another man like that. His thing looked weird.”

“Is that right?” Elvis laughed his infectious booming laugh.

“Yeah, it’s not beautiful like yours. With a nice cocoon to keep him warm and safe.” Vivien smiled and lightly traced over Little Elvis with her fingers. She loved the way he felt, even when he was resting.

“Okay, baby, ya ain’t never gotta see another man’s thing, okay? Jus’ mine.” Elvis pulled her close and kissed her forehead.

“That sounds perfect,” she whispered. “Hey, why’d you keep your shirt on the whole time? That’s not fair.”

Elvis grimaced a little and mumbled an answer. “I think I’m startin’ ta gain a few pounds. I need ta lose some weight before my satellite concert in Hawaii.”

“What?! You look amazing,” Vivien exclaimed. “And I love to feel your furry body against mine when you make love to me.” She smiled dreamily and slipped her hand under his shirt to rub his soft hairy belly.

“Okay, next time,” Elvis chuckled.

“Are you taking me to Hawaii with you?” Vivien held her breath waiting for his response, hoping she wouldn’t be disappointed.

“Of course. I ain’t lettin’ ya outta my sight again, little girl. I love ya so much.”

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I wasn’t too sure about the rules, so I searched for the words in my WIP docs first, but since I only have a few current ones (and not all typed up), I had to do one in already posted fics. Hope that’s alright! (Also gonna do shameless self-promotion, ‘cause why not, am I right 😂)

I got the words: chill, noise, familiar, curl, imagine

Chill

Dean’s reminded of the fact that Nogitsune are also masters of illusions and forces himself to relax, to drop his hand from the gun tucked into his waistband. His summoning has been answered and that’s good, it’s good, even if the voice made a freezing-cold chill spread all throughout his muscles. Facing a new monster rarely makes an impression on him anymore, but now — now all of Dean’s instincts are on high alert and he can’t help but feel like the prey, out in the open as he is.

From Leap of Faith, a Supernatural S7 x Teen Wolf crossover. Also made me realize I pretty much never use this words, so -- food for thought!

Noise

The bathroom is quiet around him, no noise aside from the jacuzzi’s bubbling, the precise jetstreams and hot water slowly working on Vegas’ sore muscles as he sips his wine, gaze distant on the horizon. It’s nice, it always is, the way heat and half-darkness envelops everything, only a couple of lamps and candles providing a soft, golden glow in an otherwise dark room. Warm and cozy, some would say. Relaxing. And yet, under the hot water and dim lighting, Vegas sighs – an empty hollowness expanding inside his chest with a howl that bounces from rib to rib. Numb and persistent.

From my most current longfic WIP, a Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby VegasPete AU, with an introduction post here!

Familiar

Before Pete can formulate any kind of thought, Vegas’ hand slides from his jaw down to his chest, fingers tweaking his nipple harsh enough to make him gasp. A different hand, strange yet familiar, lifts from Pete’s hip to his chin, angling his head back; back, back, back until Pete has no other choice but face the one behind his shoulder — and whatever air was left in his lungs rushes out, half-moan and half-whimper.

From a purely smutty VegasPete WIP with demon!Vegas x2 ^^

Curl

He’d found the first person on the list mae left few days later, the letter heavy in his pocket and the ring even heavier on his finger. The lady he met on the other side of the counter was not exactly what he expected, but maybe that was the point. Small and with graying hair, she hardly looked intimidating or in any way acquainted with the sort of world Vegas lived in. Her gaze, though, cut right into the hollow emptiness in his chest, all of his armor rendered useless. As if she could see that sobbing, curled up sixteen years old as clear as day.

From a sequel to my already posted VegasPete post-canon fic. I really need to finish this one, and I love this little part so much.

Imagine

He knows quite a few switches, of course, in both their power dynamics and position – even bedded some of them, on occasion – but ever since he figured out his preferences, he’s never gone back. It’s just not something Vegas enjoys and although he could imagine a subtle power play being fun, has seen it in couples who have been together for a long time and have settled in their dynamic, it just… never appealed to him enough. And, well, it’s not like it has ever been in the cards for Vegas anyway.

Also from the Sugar Daddy VegasPete AU!

Okay, so the words I’m giving: satisfied, curve, freedom, memory, warm

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[calicodreamer]

CALICO CONTINUES THE SUN AND MOON SHOW

SO, this is what, a couple weeks over due? anyway, we are continuing the Sun and Moon show BABY! WOOOOO

Anyhow, Lets Continue:

16:07 Sun and Moon Play Five Nights at Freddy’s HELP WANTED VR

Sun and Moon- and there is ALMOST no intro this time. I am so excited. 

Much more chill than when they're just running around in VR and trying out skits and things.

Sun is a big baby and Moon is standing there and being quietly supportive of him, which I approve of

Sun is either angry or neurotic, I can’t tell

Moon is frankly just here to vibe, and be the counter to Suns just outright anxious energy

Moon doing the outro because Sun is to overwhelmed is really sweet 

17:50 Sun and Moon Play UNO in VRCHAT

NO - oh no there is an intro but this time they are playing UNO with Circus baby and Glamrock Freddy, and Baby interrupts them to do the intro which Sun is really mad about for some reason

Circus Baby and Glamrock Freddy being a duo is strange - Like entirely different games, but eh there are worse things you could do with your time. And I don’t mind either of their voices, so they’re okay they can come back if they want to

They also seemed to have there own thing going on, on their channel, and I will not be watching it. Good for them though

They're playing Uno what more do you want from me

Sun and Moon being a duo I enjoy for a good long time

8:46 Sun Goes on a DATE with ROXANNE WOLF in VRCHAT

Pre-watch Notes:

I Don’t wanna watch this episode you guys, I really don’t

This seems like, the worst fucking Idea and I don’t wanna watch it 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The entire concept seems cringe as hell

Watch Notes:

Theres an intro! FUCK THE INTRO

The return of V-tuber Moon, who hangs out in the corner

It took me two weeks to watch this I’m not going to lie

First notes about Moon having left some of his code behind in Suns head, Which is fun, we’re like seven episodes in. I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Like Sun straight up says he feels more murderous and Moon is like “Yeah, Here’s why - woops my bad”

Moon being a good brother and giving Sun a pep talk, and like - affirmations. I APPROVE IMMENSELY, and him walking sun through shit, and being a good sibling, and gently walking him through how if Roxanne doesn't wanna go out with him, that's not him and the such. I can’t wait for them to ruin this.

Moon Literally SAYS he is Aro-ace in the thing - representation, I'm so proud of the writers! Like, there's no way you would get that from a televised show. I remember them saying this in the wiki, so I'm curious if they are going to tell us if Moon has ADHD or not.

Post watch notes:

Updates, It was not cringe, nothing much happened

EXCEPT EVERYTHING HAPPENS-

This is 8 minutes, and it took me about a month to sit down and watch the thing, I am so ANGER.

THE FUCKING TITLE IS "SUN GOES ON A DATE" AND HE DOESN'T THEY JUST TALK ABOUT IT.

THE SHIT THAT HAPPENS LIKE BRO - AKLJBAOEJN - NOTHING HAPPENS THEY JUST TALK ABOUT

THEY DON’T EVEN GO ON A DATE IN EPISODE ITS JUST ABOUT HOW SUN LIKES ROXANNE

This should not have taken me this long

Though they did reveal some of the stuff that's gonna happen when they introduce Eclipse, so overall, not a bad waste of my time

[crystalelemental]

It's that time once again, lads.

EX & 20/20 Current 5* powerups: 255 Current spirits: 890 5* powerups available: 49 (20 lodge, 5 event, 4 CS, 20 exchange) Spirits available: 340 (85x4 CS) Total powerups: 304 Total spirits: 1230

We can afford a decent amount at this point.  I've realized I can spend powerups down to 150, to match the 500 spirits for 10 EX in a pinch.  So let's call it 9 available.

This month's acquisitions will include...Penny and Valerie. Sylveon Supremacy.  I am not sold on anyone else.  I've talked myself out of Roxie and Ryuki, I don't care about Piers or Elaine at present.  I may go for the Eevee tier scout.  Two guaranteed Eevesi along the way is nice, and if I roll one of Selene or Elio, I'll get the other at pity.  I don't know if I'll EX them, it really depends on how I'm feeling about it.  Since Valerie is already 20/20, we can get up to 8 others.

Rei - Really strong Fighting damage, Hisui bias, etc.

SS Silver - My Ice roster is basically "Irida."  I should aim to boost that, and I like Silver and Sneasel well enough.

SS N - Frankly a terrible idea, I don't really respect him, but he is fun when I break him out. That said, meta shift, 15k Master Mode may not play so nice with him.

Ethan - If I decide to go hard on the Fire High Score event. Which I'm already backing out of.

Eevee Lucas - Same as Ethan, but also, Eevesi. He is the Only Good Flareon, so tempted.

Lodge Calem - Fennekin is baby. Also Fire High Score I guess, but mostly the baby thing.

Classic Blue - I use him semi-regularly thanks to the Roxanne/Lodge Steven comp. But as an off-type, that one is in Major Danger with the meta shift, so I'm not exactly sold on it.

Alder - Bug game is weak, I think it'd be nice to have a stronger Bug Man around, and I like Volcarona well enough.

Anni Steven - Maybe one day.  I legitimately do want to do this one day.

Relevant Support Roundup:

Lana - Still not really feeling it.

BP Morty - Kinda unnecessary.

BP Surge - Helps his Gauntlet survival but I hate using him.

Lodge Blue - Don't really use him outside of Gauntlet.

Lodge Elesa - Don't really use her outside of Gauntlet

Lodge Raihan - Really don't respect it.

Nita (20/20) - I'm considering just because I've been F2P focused, but I don't like Nita or Lando, so...

Lodge Morty - Actually does see use, there's an argument to be made here.

Lodge Acerola - Less frequently used than Morty, but still sees play.

Lodge Adaman - Not actually good, but Eeveelution and Hisui.

Lodge Leaf - I've found more opportunities to try with her, but also I feel like Penny just walked in and knocked her teeth out.

The 20/20 I have a few pairs that are sitting at 20/20, and would just cost spirits.  Given that I have enough powerups for 9 EX but enough spirits for 14, this may be worth looking at.

NC Marnie - Intensely unnecessary but kinda funny. Compresses Fiery Wrath.

SS Ethan - Also super unnecessary given he's 1/5, and Aeroblast doesn't even compress.

Victrier - I don't like Victor, but he's a free Field pair for Ghost, and I do like Spectrier. The recent Galar battle got me thinking about investing after all.

CANDY SITUATION Strike (4)

Petrel - 2.  I mean.  It's worth considering?

Rose - 2.  He gets a lot stronger with it.

SS Ethan - 2.  Full sync privileges, if that's a thing we care about now.

Honestly, just hold.

Tech (2)

SC Ingo - 2.  Bug nuke man with MPR.

BT Leon - 2.  I did EX him, and Dragapult has grown on me tremendously.

I'll likely do BT Leon, but at next datamine when I'm certain it's safe.

Support (2) None!  Amazing.  If I lucky pull H!Phoebe I'll consider it.  "What about Pen-" Penny will cooperate or so help me god.  I am done with it always being the support that goes bad.  Just one month without needing Support candy, Penny!  JUST ONE!

General (19)

Rei - 2.  He's really strong, so this is a fairly sane investment overall. And Hisui, so you know, regional bias.

The Eevi - Okay, this is a big one.  I hoard.  I hoard so bad I have 19 of these general candy sitting in my lap right now.  I have not used one...almost ever.  That's a problem.  I stockpile so I can avoid disaster, but at the point I can also just hand all five of them candy and probably still be over 10, we've reached the point I'm being ridiculous.  I am willing to candy them.  If I crack for Elio and Selene, I'm not going for the other Eevee scout and risking another disaster, I'm just using general candy.  This shit ends now.

Cake Situation I have a Tech and a Support. Exactly nothing with these effects interests me right now. Holding. As for the potential for another Strike cake from Penny, I don't feel like anyone needs it. Akari's sync isn't that great, she's had no problem with DPS, and I sure as hell am not giving it to Penny. Hold all cakes.

LEVEL 150

Nemona - I don't use Nemona all that often, but that's a failure on my part, not hers.

Drasna - I love Drasna, I feel like I need to. Maybe if I shower her with affection, she'll show up off-focus.

BT Leon - My recent ScarVi competitive streak got me really hooked on Dragapult. I love that funky Ghostie Dragon.

SS Diantha - A little hesitant, but it is Diancie.

NC Serena - Considering because Serena and this is her best outfit. Hesitating because Greninja.

Bede - Look. We all need to accept that I like Bede.

Anni Skyla - Tornadus Therian is one of the only good djinn forms, and I really like her 3/5 kit.

SS Serena - I feel like it just makes sense but it's hard to justify.

Kahili - I like never use Kahili anymore but she was a big focus for a while there. Maybe when she gets EX.

Shauntal - Shauntal did get EX and I really like her DPS sets so I'm kinda tempted here.

Kris - Kick you apart, now even harder.

Clair - Favoritism.

Iris - I like running things that are bad.

Penny - Sylveon is good, and I like it.

[blood-and-pizza]

Do you have any FNAF plushies?

Yes! Hang on a second and let me grab them...

*FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER*

Okay, so my collection isn't the biggest, but here's the whole list:

Funko Freddy Fazbear Jumbo Plush (he's so huggable!!)

YouTooz Glamrock Freddy Plush (I LOVE HIM)

YouTooz Montgomery Gator Plush (he's dating Freddy)

Funko Funtime Foxy (FNAF2) Plush (in other words, Mangle before she was mangled!)

Funko Foxy the Pirate Plush (he's married to Funtime Foxy)

Funko Springtrap Plush (I remember being amazed that they made a plushie of him)

Funko Purple Blacklight Foxy Plush (I used to be obsessed with the color purple before pink became my favorite color)

Funko Pink Blacklight Freddy Fazbear Plush

Funko Circus Baby Plush (Springtrap's daughter!)

Funko Spring Pastel Colorway Blue Freddy Fazbear

Funko Spring Pastel Colorway Purple Foxy

Funko Funtime Freddy and Bon Bon Plush (I love them even though they're ugly)

Funko Dreadbear Plush

Funko Candy Freddy Plush

Funko Glamrock Freddy Plush (I wish his material was better quality but I love him)

Funko Montgomery Gator Plush (his face is WIDE)

Funko Roxanne Wolf Plush

Funko Glamrock Chica Plush

Funko Blacklight Roxanne Wolf Plush

Funko System Error Toy Bonnie Plush

Bootleg Montgomery Gator Plush (his purple parts are all dark blue and his mohawk is the wrong shape)

Bootleg Blacklight Glamrock Freddy (HE EATED A BEES. Also he's dating bootleg Monty)

Fan-Made Hello Freddy Plush (Glamrock Freddy but in Hello Kitty style; he was designed by nameabbycallmej on Ko-Fi!)

Funko Nightmare Freddy Plush

That last plushie I listed... I actually found Nightmare Freddy abandoned on the sidewalk at the start of COVID. I took him home, put him in the washing machine, and I've been keeping him ever since. He's a bit worn, and he's missing his bow tie, but I love him anyway. <3

(Note to self: give Nightmare Freddy a new bowtie!)

I really wish I could get more of the earlier Funko plushies!

[the-fangirl-diaries]

92 Thoughts I Had While Watching: A Royal Affair (2012)

Guess I’m learning Danish now. 

I have a bad feeling about this ending. 

Been engaged since she was a child, eh? 

Oh, some of it’s in English. 

Hiding behind a tree? How old are you, 12? 

A little socially awkward, but he’s trying, I guess. 

Isn’t he your cousin? 

The town’s a bit of a fixer upper. 

Aww, doggo! Doggos make everything better. 

Oh, no. Politicians. 

Okay, apparently she’s the Queen Dowager. 

Books under Danish censorship? Guess I’d better throw mine out. 

Girl! You’ve barely known him for a day! 

And she plays piano, too? I say she’s a keeper. 

What? You don’t like it?! 

“Move your fat little thighs?” ~ An actual quote. 

“Oh, so you humiliate me and now you wanna--?” ~ Caroline, probably. 

And next thing you know, he’s with someone else. Figures. 

And she’s pregnant. 

“A true queen delivers with silence and dignity.” ~ An actual quote. 

“ARE YOU PUSHING THIS BABY OUT? I DON’T THINK SO!” ~ Caroline, definitely. 

Wait, as soon as she gives birth, you leave for a year? Nice. *eye roll* 

Apparently believing in equal rights is wrong. 

You don't need a doctor, eh? Good sir. Your mood swings say otherwise. 

How to earn my trust and friendship: quote books.

Yes, make sure the dog is taken care of. 

The dress she's wearing looks like Elizabeth Swann's. 

“You want them to cheer or you'll jump in the canal? Okay, who's stopping ya?” ~ Johann, maybe. 

The king published a poem about the size of someone's derriere? M’kay. 

Look, in his defence, I'd be crazy signing papers all day, too. 

Hi. The only word I understood.

Taking a detour, are we, your majesty? 

She's not your mother! If she were, she would slap you.

Fencing? This just got interesting. 

Forget Grey’s Anatomy. There’s a hot doctor right here. 

Yes, my mood definitely needs improving. *wink wink* 

And you share a love of books and travelling the world? Soulmates! 

That awkward moment when you take your patient riding in the country air and you see a dead man on a wooden horse. 

I think if an expert in the field suggests something, like, say, a cure for a deadly disease, you'd do well to hear him out. 

So the cure worked and you need to administer it in hospitals but you're all worried about money? 

Sitting on a bench together unchaperoned while talking about life. Very romantic. 

‘Two bros, one in a bathtub, and one sitting down, cause they're not gay.’

You don't want your town smelling like waste? Seems like a good law. 

Making doggo an honorary member of the council? Again, good idea. 

Boy, I wish they still had balls and galas nowadays. 

The. Flirting!! The. Eye. Contact. 

They were worried about the age difference. Where is it? I don’t see one. 

She wants you to come to her chambers? For what – oh. OH!!! 

Wow, that was…. okay. I need some water, stat! 

They want Smallpox inoculation? Carriages to drive people who've had too much to drink? A home for orphaned children? Better treatment for peasants? Honestly, these are perfectly reasonable laws, so why are the council rejecting them?

 Of course they want to conspire against the doctor because he has good ideas and because he's German? I didn’t think that sort of thing started for a few more centuries. 

 Yes! Good for you for standing up for yourself and your friend. 

Um, you're just gonna smell the sheets? Not what I would do, but sure, whatever. 

A new TLC show: I'm Pregnant With the King's Physician's Baby. 

Hide the evidence by sleeping with him. Good plan, other than he doesn't like sleeping with her because of….er…issues. 

Hey, Alexa: Play Tango de Roxanne. 

Oh, so there is a problem with money. I thought it was an excuse. 

Of course the Dowager thinks something's up. And of course the maid who smelled the sheets is going to tell on them. 

Baby's coming!!! 

“We’re a family now.” ~ Caroline, actually. 

*Hits stop* Aww, what a great movie! Time to --

Oh, no. There’s more. *sighs and sits down again.* 

No one’s gonna take the child. This isn’t The Light Between Oceans. 

Yes, Your Majesty, you should stay in the castle until the fire dies down. 

A little boy who escaped a Dutch Trade ship? I forgot it was this time. 

The people are suggesting he’s poisoning the king? What do they know? 

Poor woman hasn’t slept in days, but 

Awww, he’s going to take care of her. 

ALRIGHT, I SEE THE MADS APPEAL NOW! 

YOU TOOK A BLOOD SAMPLE OF HIS - UH, YOUR DAUGHTER? 

YES! Protective Mama Bear mode activated!! 

Family dinner, yay. 

So we’re all hugs now? Great. 

Lady, you’re taking this way out of hand. 

Now everyone wants Johann dead? *groans*

The king may be immature, but he won’t betray his friend. 

Don’t listen to them, no one’s planning on murdering you! 

Hold on, Isn’t that Johann’s friend who’s telling him? 

Yes, come bang on the door and scare the baby, why don’t ya? 

Caroline crying makes me wanna give her a hug. 

She’ll never see her son again? 

So torturing a man for days will get you the answers? 

The king wants to pardon you. 

PLEASE LET THIS ENDING BE HAPPY! 

Or not. *cue ugly crying*

EXCUSE ME! DID YOU JUST CALL THE BOY THE ‘N’ WORD?! 

Have I ever told you how much I wanna slap you? 

What do you mean you’ll see her again soon? 

GREAT, SHE’S DYING, TOO! *More crying* 

The son inherited his father’s temper? Oh, goodie. 

Then again, he was old enough to remember what happened, so I guess I can’t blame him for being angry and hurt. 

The laws were reinstated? Good. 

Well, that certainly was a roller coaster! Probably should have stuck with the happy ending, but I was feeling bold today. Bad decision, me thinks.