Kinktober 2025

Post #4: Orgasm Control 1965

A/N: This is the last one I have written so far 😬. Do we want me to try to keep going? Or nah?

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, smut, oral sex (f receiving)

I flirt with this pic by the way

I don’t think any amount of adjectives could describe how pretty this man is🙌

I love being me

Just Like Heaven

Hi there, taglist. Long time no type. I am just popping on here to let you know that I have posted the first part of a new story over on Archive of Our Own. I am incredibly proud of it, I think it's by far the best thing I've ever written and I'd love you all to read it.

It's set in an alternate universe where Elvis is a Philosophy Professor who was born a little later and moved to the UK in 1999. The story begins in 2004. Almost a recluse, Professor Presley only teaches third year students and spends most of his time in his big, empty mansion. Then smart but chaotic Jessica Crawley turns up late to his first lecture of the term, setting off a series of events that change both of their lives forever. It's a very slow burn but I promise it's worth it!

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Shitttt I just KNOW this is gonna be good!!!🙌😋

CYCLEGROOVER OH MY GOD

Do ya'll see that?

Yo, it’s staring at me👀

HIYAAAAA, I have returned with a FIC MWAHAHAHA HAHAHA HA- it's more of a lil blurb but-😭 I was listening to a song and I came across this pic of Elvis(above) and the whole combination just made my brain start to imagine what it would be like to be in a relationship with this man in a realistic perspective. Obviously I do not know what it would ACTUALLY be like but- hope you enjoy!!❤️

Song:

Characters: Early 60s! Elvis X reader

Warnings/triggers: Angst, toxic relationships, complicated relationships, swearing

Tags: @atleastpleasetelephone @theelvisprincess @iloveelvisss @elvisbdoll @presleyslilbaby @hooked-on-elvis @thelonelyheart @lustnhim @polksaladava @i-r-i-n-a-a

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This relationship.

This incredible man that is the love of your life, everything you could dream of in a lover.

He’s gentle, understanding, sensitive, warm and loving. You can’t get enough of him sometimes.

Other times, you can.

Some other times, you don’t want to see his damn face.

The days where you wake up to him bursting your eardrums, you sometimes wish you never met the guy. He can be so frustrating and so unbelievably mulish and that goes the same with you too.

He thinks you can be so uncooperative and jealous sometimes.

There’s a limit to how long you deal with both of your unpredictable attitudes, it actually makes you want to rip your hair out.

But you love him…

And he loves you.

During the moments where it feels like you’re the only people on earth in the late hours of the night, you’d whisper little kisses to each other’s lips and say how much you adore one another makes all the screaming seem so unnecessary.

~

“...Y’know, yer the prettiest gal I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah right, Elvis.”

Giggling.

“I ain’t lyin’.”

~

Feeling like you two are made for each other by the way your voices filled with pleasure melt into a song.

A song that flows through the sparks of electric love that doesn’t take much for it to end once the fiery ball rises into the sky.

~

“All ya do is just nag! Nag! Nag! Nag! WHAT IS IT WITH YOU?”

“Well I don't know, honey. Maybe it’s the way you DRIVE ME CRAZY?!”

“Aw hell, baby-”

“Don’t you baby me-”

“For f*ck sake- F*ck this sh*t, I’m goin’ out.”

“Fine!”

"Fine!"

~

It only takes one kiss though.

One kiss for you to be stumbling over the other person, giggling like a bunch of cheeky teenagers.

It’s complicated.

You both know it’s confusing.

It’s a zen garden one day and a catastrophic war the next.

You’re enemies.

You’re allies.

Enemies.

Allies

...

Unpredictable lovers.

The Queen has returned😛

Just for anyone who needs to hear/see this💓

Elvis Presley in Change of Habit, 1969.

HUSBANDDDDDD

nico russo elena abelli nicoelena the sweetest oblivion

I loved the fucking woman. And now my biggest weakness walked outside my body, with soft brown eyes and long black hair.

This book>>>>

🎭 The Time We Faked Elvis’s Assassination Attempt (Yes, Really) 🎭

Okay so pause everything and listen because I am STILL laughing like a damn hyena just thinking about it. This happened during one of those long-ass stretches at Graceland when boredom hits and everyone starts acting like they’re in a live-action cartoon. 🫠

It all started because Charlie made a dumb comment one night like, “What if someone tried to shoot you? What would we even do?” and instead of saying something normal like “That’s not funny, man”, Elvis—being ELVIS—went dead serious silent and then said, “Y’know what’d be funny? If we faked it.”

💀💀💀💀

Now, a normal person would’ve shut that down. But you know who was sitting cross-legged on the carpet with popcorn in hand, already scheming?? ME. Of course, me. Because I’m chaotic like that. And so was Elvis. So we cooked up the most INSANE plan.

Operation: Shot the King.

The chosen ones (the only ones in on it):

— Me

— Elvis

— Charlie

— Jerry

— Sonny

— Red

That was IT. Everybody else? Oblivious. Innocent. Doomed.

Here’s how it went down:

We staged it for a chill Friday night hangout in the Jungle Room. Everyone was there—playing pool, eating ribs, being loud, usual vibes. I gave the secret signal (me yelling “Oh my GOD I forgot the tamales in the oven!!” which… I didn’t even make tamales 💀), and Elvis disappeared for a minute.

Red throws open the back door, yells “OH HELL, GUN!” and suddenly—

BANG.

SCREAM.

ELVIS FALLS TO THE FLOOR.

DRAMATIC COLLAPSE.

CLUTCHING HIS CHEST.

ACTING HIS WHOLE LIFE OUT. 🩸🎭

Y’all.

The room went SILENT for half a second and then:

— Joe runs across the room screaming “ELVIS?! JESUS CHRIST NO—”

— One of the cousins FAINTED. Fully. Fell like a sack of potatoes.

— Billy STUMBLED BACKWARDS into a lamp and knocked it over.

— Larry grabbed a Bible (WHERE did it even come from??) and started praying in tongues. FULL. TONGUES. “SHANDALARANDABASA KANDALABABA!!!”

I was holding it together until someone screamed, “CALL THE PRESIDENT!!”

THAT’S when I LOST IT. I started cackling like a drunk witch and dropped to my knees. Red was wheezing. Charlie fell onto the couch. Jerry had to hold onto a plant to keep from collapsing from laughter.

And Elvis?? Still on the ground, moaning dramatically like some tragic diva. He opened one eye and went, “How’s my death lookin’, baby?”

😭😭😭😭

When everyone realized it was a PRANK—a full Broadway-level prank—they didn’t even know what to do. Half were laughing. Half were about to beat our asses.

Joe threatened to throw Elvis in the pool. Billy said he was gonna pee himself. Larry took his Bible and walked out muttering “I rebuke all of y’all.”

And Elvis? That little gremlin? He stood up, grinning like the devil, fixed his hair, and said:

“Now THAT’S entertainment.”

🌙 A Note Before You Go…

This is my DR, my Elvis, and our little chaotic corner of the multiverse. Don’t try to fact-check this insanity, just grab some popcorn and enjoy the madness. #WeAreNotOkayAndWeLoveIt

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