#Aricka x elvis

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Elvis MOVIE CANON character 1 of 3

Basic Information

Name: Aricka Marie Roberts

DOB: April 31st 1935

Nicknames: Sissy, Rickie, blondie, angel, angel-eyes, darlin’, honey, beautiful, my girl, lil girl, babydoll

Birth place: an apartment in the Lauderdale courts in Memphis, Tennessee.

Physical Appearance

Eye color: hazel-blue mix

Hair color: blonde but later on she dyes it to a darker brown

Hair length: middle of her back length until 1960, when she got a pixie cut

Height: 5’5”

Weight: 150 lbs

Build: curvy

Notable features: bit of a boyish frame, very freckle-faced, wears glasses until the late 1950s when she got contacts for the first time, rosy cheeked, bright eyed, always has a hint of mischief in her smile.

Jewelry/accessories: not much of a accessory wearer until her and Elvis start dating, then she wears an EP necklace everywhere and one of his rings.

Dominant hand: left hand

Is she healthy: as healthy as the average person

Any allergies: seasonal allergies, pollen, pumpkin, certain laundry detergent gives her hives

Preferred hairstyle: until she gets it cut she always wore it curled and secured in a high ponytail.

Preferred style: she keeps with the trends as much as she’s able; and once she’s dating Elvis, he stops at nothing to make sure she’s got all the pretty clothes she ever wants.

Mannerisms

Speech style: conversational, she stutters a little when she’s excited, tends to repeat herself once in a while, tends to mumble when she’s nervous, talks loud and fast when she’s excited, gestures with her hands often, can be a tad dramatic, sometimes sing-songs words when she’s happy.

Quirks: if she snaps her fingers once, she does it at least two times for each hand, tends to look away/shy away from eye contact unless she trusts the person speaking to her, snorts if she’s laughing really hard, loves to snack during the day, if she cares about someone she provides their favorite snacks, shakes her leg/ankle when sitting for too long, constantly rolls her sleeves up or down depending on her body temperature, goes from walking slow to speed walking within a blink, shifts her weight constantly during conversations, absolutely cannot sit or stand still, craves physical touch like hand holding or leaning against someone.

Positive traits: she’s kind, considerate, loyal, empathetic, intelligent, thoughtful, resilient, optimistic, warm, friendly, honest, trustworthy, courageous, logical, wholesome, attentive, realistic, adventurous, curious, a bookworm, charming, polite, talented, forgiving, respectful, courteous, imaginative, easygoing, romantic

Negative traits: antisocial at times due to being an introvert, can be a bit childish at times, is somewhat disorganized, extremely impatient, insecure, stubborn, temperamental, vindictive only when it comes to her family and Elvis.

Background

Hometown: Memphis Tennessee

Social class: middle/working class family

Education: high school, but later on goes to study musical education

First memory; performing “this little light of mine,” at her church when she was 9.

Worst memory; when Elvis collapsed in the hallway before Aricka put her foot down and demanded he receive proper medical attention instead of being forced to do the show that night.

Best memory: swimming in the creek behind her house with her two best friends- Ram ( @letsgofoletsgo) and Elvis when she was 14. She fell off the rope swing and Elvis caught her. That was also when she fell head over heels for him.

Most important childhood event; meeting a 13 year old Elvis when her family went to meet him and his parents when they moved to her town.

Role Models: Greta Garbo, Katharine Hepburn, Judy Garland, Shirley Temple, Wonder Woman

Where does she live: she’s lived at Graceland with Elvis since she was 24.

Where does character want to live: somewhere warm and sunny all the time.

Family/friends

Mom and dad: Jennifer and Brian Roberts

Older twin brother: Sean Roberts

Younger sister: Charlotte Roberts

Best friend: Ramsey ( @letsgofoletsgo-!!)

Future love interest: Austin Butler!Elvis Presley

Future fankid: Desiree Jane Presley

Austin Roland Presley

Tags: Aricka x Elvis, light my morning sky with love; Aricka’s Elvis canon

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Hold on baby. I’m on my way.

(Aricka x Elvis)

*January 31, 1972*

It was a cold night in Tennessee. Aricka Roberts had been sleeping, dreaming of nothing meaningful when she was pulled from her slumber by the phone ringing. She had half an awake mind to grab her robe and head to the phone, all the way downstairs. “H’lo?” She answers.

Silence. Then, “Darlin’?”

There was only one man who got away with calling her that.

“E?” She whispered. “Elvis it’s- it’s 3:30 in the morning, what’s wrong?” He would only risk waking her up if something was truly wrong.

“… she left me, darlin’. ‘Cilla left me.” The words sank in her stomach like stones. Seven words. Seven life altering, heart breaking words.

“Give me thirty minutes. I’ll be right there. You stay by the phone. I’ll be there soon. Okay?” She was already reaching for her shoes.

“No, darlin- it’s early. Don’t put yourself out-,”

“Elvis Aaron, don’t you think I’m gonna be able to sleep knowing that you’re hurting thirty minutes away from me. I’m coming.”

Pause. “…Promise?”

“Of course. Hold on, baby. I’m on my way.” The pet name slipped out unbidden, but neither noticed or seemed to care as Aricka whispered some final assurances to the man on the other side of the phone and hung up, changing into a comfortable outfit and shoes before racing off to Graceland.

Her and Elvis had grown up together, literally a stones throw from each other, and he often spent hot summer days at her house playing in the creek behind her house. When he got invited to the Louisiana hayride, he’d invited her to tag along with his parents; they had done everything together.

Aricka had even been featured in some of his movies and songs as backup vocals or an extra. He had made sure she wasn’t forgotten by his crew, and she’d been the one to design what became the iconic ‘68 comeback jumpsuit.

Now she was going to make sure that her friend didn’t feel alone during this, probably one of the hardest times in his life.

She pulls into the drive and let herself in the mansion- she still couldn’t believe Elvis had just given her a key to his house. Sure as she had expected, he was still sitting by the phone, looking smaller than she’d ever seen him.

Well.

There was one other time she’d seen him curl up so small. Neither of them liked remembering it that much.

He hasn’t seen her yet. She walks right up to him. Sinks down to her knees. Hands on her lap. “… Elvis.” He finally looks at her, and her heart splits wide open. His face was a mess of tears and snot, cheeks red and puffy, but- but that was her Elvis, underneath it all. “Oh baby..” she breaths. And he falls into her, arms locking around her waist, face pressed into her stomach, with one of her hands in his hair, the other resting on his back. “Hon…” she whispers helplessly. “Shh…” She starts humming under her breath- ironically enough it was one of Elvis’s covers, of a song that always made her feel better when she was sad. Maybe it would help Elvis too.

“Up above my head there is music in the air

Up above my head there is music in the air

Up above my head there is music in the air, oh yeah!

And I really do believe, I really do believe

I really do believe there's a heaven somewhere

There's a heaven somewhere…”

“She left. Walked out. Took Lisa Marie with her.” He whispered. The words hurt Aricka almost as much as they surely hurt Elvis. Lisa Marie was the best thing to happen to Elvis, he loved his little girl. “Says I’m strung out.”

Aricka continues running her fingers through the messy strands of hair, which were sticky with gel, “baby that didn’t mean she should’ve left. You need someone to stay and fight for you, not fight you and leave.” She could see Pricilla’s perspective. But that didn’t mean Aricka couldn’t be angry at her. “She’s entitled to her thoughts and you’re entitled to yours and I’m entitled to mine. But communication is a very real thing. If she’s been feeling this way for a while she should’ve said something.” They go quiet for a while. “Baby; this carpet is very plush and soft, but truly I’d love to get you cleaned up and back in bed for a few hours longer. You’re exhausted, and you need to rest.”

“No- don’t go…” the words must’ve been unbidden because he gripped her waist and pressed his face back into her stomach like he was worried saying something would make her run away.

“I’m not leaving you, baby, we just need to get off the floor.” The reassurance came easily, and she ran her fingers through his hair one more time before kissing his forehead. “Let’s go, c’mon, you gotta help me.” She stands first and pulls him with her, and then he properly wraps his arms around her, and she willingly falls into his embrace. “Hey, you. Let’s go get cleaned up.”

They walked upstairs to the bathroom, and Aricka made him sit on the close seat of the toilet. His hands immediately drifted to her hips, keeping a point of contact there. She found a wet rag and began to wipe his face, carefully running her fingers through his hair with her free hand. “You’re gonna be okay,” she whispered. “Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But soon. And I’ll be right there. Like I’ve always been.”

Elvis leaned forward, so his face was resting against her stomach again. “Promise.” His hands dig into her shirt, and she sets down the washcloth to turn her full attention to him.

“That’s an easy promise,” she says, wrapping her arms around him. “You know I care about you, EP.”

His arms slid around her waist, securing her there. “Will- will you stay tonight. Just tonight?”

“Was already planning to, baby,” she whispered. “C’mon, let’s get you changed and into bed. Okay? I’ll wait on the bed for you. You go get changed.”

“I’ll find you something too,” he says, and she could see the light coming back- slowly- to his face. “You’re in good clothes.”

“Okay. You do that. I’ll wait for you.” And she did- sat on his bed while he changed, then grabbed her something comfortable to wear. He then reclaimed her hand and lead her back over to the bed, where they both climbed in.

“D’you wanna hold me or you wanna be held?” Aricka asks quietly. Elvis didn’t say a word, just moved so his head was resting on her chest, right where she could tangle her fingers back in his hair. “Okay. That’s fine.” She busied herself playing with the dark strands of hair, something that comforted her as much as it did him. Absentmindedly, she began humming again, but it was a different song this time.

Not much later, the tell-tale signs of his breathing becoming slower and more even told her he was asleep again.

Aricka carefully wiggled free from his hold, slipping a pillow into his arms for the moment, and snuck downstairs to make a quick phone call.

“Ramsey?” Pause. “It’s Aricka. We need to talk.”

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Ramsey: @letsgofoletsgo -!

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Elvis f/os part 2

Rick Richards (paradise Hawaiian style)

(Spinout also came out in ‘66 too so I’m improvising.)

Aricka x Rick, love me, love me true

Scott Hayward (clambake)

Aricka x Scott, I want you, I need you

Greg nolan (live a little, love a little)

Aricka x Greg, six feet tall and super strong

Jess Wade (Charro)

Aricka x Jess, cowboy take me away

Dr John carpenter (change of habit)

Aricka x John, I’m liking what I see

Deke Rivers, loving you

Aricka x Deke, I'll always be loving you

Toby Kwimper, Follow that dream

Aricka x Toby, let me kiss an angel tonight

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Dacre Montgomery f/os

* is platonic or familial

Jeremy*- better watch out

Aricka and Jeremy, I’ll look after you; Aricka’s fankids

Mike- a few less men

Aricka x Mike, her captain guyliner

Jason Lee Scott- power rangers 2017

Aricka x Jason, go go my power ranger, red rangers and romance

Nick Danielson- the broken hearts gallery

Aricka x Nick, how to fix a broken heart

Steve Binder- Elvis 2022

Aricka x Steve, just wanna be your teddy bear

Billy Hargrove- stranger things

Aricka x Billy, hopelessly devoted to you, gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight, Billy my beloved, we saved each other

Locke- OC from free guy

Aricka x Locke, boy you got me lock and key 🔐 💗

Declan- OC

Aricka x Declan, my soul surfer

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Comfort in the hard times…

(Aricka Penbury x Steve Binder)

(After finding out Bobby Kennedy was assassinated, five months pregnant Aricka and her husband Steve find comfort and solace in each other.)

Aricka was shocked. Frozen. Hand over her stomach, the other cupping her mouth in horror. Steve was staring pensively, somberly at the television screen, open grief and tears in his eyes and on his face. She crossed the room, wading through the crowd in the dressing room; making her way to her husband, seeing Elvis with his fiancé - also named Aricka- huddled together, her on his lap rubbing soothing circles on his back while he had his face nuzzled again her shoulder.

It was good they had each other, just as she had Steve. And speaking of- she slid her hand slowly up Steve’s arm; across his shoulder, and leaned against him. He jolted at her touch, but quickly leaned into her as a source of strength. Her other arm slid around his waist and she squeezed. “We need to do something,” she murmured.

“I know,” he whispered back. “He needs to do something. The nation needs comfort.”

“He’s just a man, Steve. Seems like the Colonel has him on such a tight leash he can’t do nothing for nobody without express approval.” Steve clicks his tongue. Instead of replying to her, he turns to address the room at large, a heavy sigh slipping free,

“Listen, I ah, I just wanna say that- that this nation is hurting. It’s lost you know-? It needs a voice to help it heal.” He sighs, a pained laugh escaping him. “We have to say something.” Those blue eyes-bright with the sheen of tears and the weight of his emotions-darken, deepen, and he locks eyes with Elvis, “You, you have to make a statement, EP.”

Aricka nods, moving to take his hand, “He’s right.” She glances back at the Colonel, who was chewing his cigar hard enough to snap it in half. “The nation loves you, we wouldn’t ask you to do anything if we didn’t think it wouldn’t be received well.”

Aricka- Elvis’s girlfriend Aricka- smiles assuringly when the King of Rock and Roll looks at her. “They’re right. It’s about time someone else saw in you what I always have. Your voice is powerful- and I don’t just mean your singing voice.”

“Mr. Presley doesn’t make statements,” the Colonel finally objected, having gathered his jaw off the floor. “He sings “Here comes Santa Claus,” says Merry Christmas, and goodnight.” And to punctuate his words, he flicks the tv off.

“You might not make statements, Mr. Parker, but we do. We always have. And the decision is Elvis’, at the end of the day.” Aricka didn’t know where her bravery came from, but it was there.

Now all they could do was wait for Elvis to decide.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Back in the control room, it was just Aricka and Steve. The man sank heavily into the nearest chair, grief heavy on his face, seeming to weigh him down physically. Aricka went to join him, kneeling before him, one hand on his arm, the other on his knee. “We’re alone, baby. I locked the door. Bones is downstairs helping set up for tomorrow.”

At those words, her husband of three years leaned forward, and collapsed in her arms. Tears stained her dress sleeve, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. Her own tears fell silently as she held space for Steve to feel his emotions. “I know…” she whispered. “Just let it all out. I’m here to hold you through this.”

They sat like that for what could’ve been hours but really was more than likely mere minutes, and Aricka continued to hold Steve even as he came back to himself, wiping his eyes and looking sheepish even though he knew Aricka would never judge him for his feelings. “I-,” he starts but she puts a finger to his lips,

“Hush, my love, you’ve held that in for a while now, haven’t you?” He nods, a bit abashed. “It’s okay to cry, you know I’m a firm believer in that. I’m five months pregnant, I cry when my food isn’t brought to me quickly enough, does that make me weak?”

“No-!” He protests. “You’re carrying my child, you have every right to- oh.” He blushes. “Yeah.” He leans forward again, kisses her forehead. “You always know just what to say when I’m like this. How?”

She smiles, leans forward to properly kiss him. “Because you’re my Steve and I love you.”

His hand makes its way to her stomach, gently rubbing the spot where their child was growing. “I hope they get their momma’s compassion and love,” he says.

“And I hope they get their daddy’s deep feelings and sarcastic streak, ” she whispered.

Steve’s forehead rests against hers, and they both allow themselves the opportunity to close their eyes and soak in the warmth of each other’s presence. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she whispered back. The man stands, and pulls her to her feet, before wrapping his arms tightly but carefully around her, encasing her in a famous Steve Binder hug. She sighs happily and hugs him back, as tightly as her pregnant belly would let her hold him to her, rubbing his back and nuzzling his shoulder.

“We should wrap this up and head home- I want to show my wife how much I appreciate her constant support and love.” She giggles, but then the piano catches their attention.

A sad, slow version of, “Here Comes Santa Claus,” plays, and Aricka shares a Look with her husband.

He walks over and hits the switch allowing him to communicate with the stage from the box, “We’re pretty set for the number tomorrow, right, E.P.? It’s pretty familiar territory…”

Elvis looks up at them, as Bones comes in the room to grab his jacket. “A reverend once told me… “When things are too dangerous to say…Sing.””

Aricka, Steve and Bones exchange a Look, a smile blooming on Aricka’s face as sweet as a blossom after rain.

“Let’s get to work, then,” Steve says, and then proceeds to help Elvis create his statement.

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Italicized script is taken from the movie script.

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Aricka and Billy adopt Max

(Aricka x Billy, Aricka and Max, Billy and Max)

(Warning: court proceedings, pregnancy test mention)

Summer of 1986:

It had been a grueling year and a half. From saving to hire an attorney, to home visits, to getting paternal rights stripped, to filing the petition, to finally get to this moment.

Aricka and Billy were finally able to adopt one Maxine “MadMax” Eden Mayfield. After today; she’d be Maxine Eden Munson- Billy and Max wanted to take Aricka’s last name, and let the Hargrove name die off. Max hadn’t been able to sleep for weeks, neither did Aricka or Billy. They were all too worried Susan would object, too worried Neil would escape prison. Too worried something UpsideDown related would happen and they would miss the court date.

But finally, at last, the day had come. The three woke up early, since the finalization was in a court in Indy, and quietly got dressed. Max was wearing a dress without argument, since Aricka was able to find some that suited her style, that weren’t overly feminine or girly. The one she wore today was a warm teal, which went down to her knees, and she paired it with black leggings, a white cardigan wrap, black sandals and she pulled her hair up in a bun. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror- she still looked like herself, but she felt more grown up than she had before. She grabbed her bag with her book, sketchbook, and colored pencils before leaving her room.

Aricka was wearing a pair of black slacks, a white cable knit sweater, and black boots. Billy was wearing his favorite red shirt- all the way buttoned even though he felt nervous, black jeans and his nice boots.

As she finished her hair, he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face in her neck. “You realize after today we’re technically parents?” He asks. Aricka smiles at the thought.

“Good thing Max is such a good kid,” she says. “She does what she’s told when she’s told, she makes good grades and decisions, and she has a solid support system. I think we’re gonna be fine.” She turns around and puts her hands on his shoulders. “You’ve been a great support figure for her since you met her. You’ve always protected her, shielded her even when your methods weren’t the best. You were in survival mode as much as she was, and you never blamed her for anything.” She kisses him once, twice, three times. “We’re all this together, my sweet boy.”

He nods, kisses her once, twice, three times. “I love you,” he offers shyly. She smiles softly back.

“I love you even more.”

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Max stuck close to Aricka as they walked into the courtroom, Billy’s hand on her shoulder. “Please be seated in the front row, the judge will be in shortly,”‘the bailiff said. Aricka quietly thanked him as they took their seats.

Max gripped Aricka’s hand as they walked into the courtroom, Billy’s hand on her shoulder. “Please be seated in the front row, the judge will be in shortly,”‘the bailiff said. Aricka quietly thanked him as they took their seats. The 15 year old sat between her sister in law and big brother as they waited for the final hearing to begin.

“All rise, the US District Court of Southern Indiana is now in session, the honorable Judge Alan Kerry presiding.”

Everyone stands as the judge enters, and the soon to be family glances at each other in nervous and excited anticipation. “Please have Maxine Mayfield sworn in,”

The judge says. Max stands and approaches the bench as she’s sworn in. “Now, Max- I remembered you prefer to be addressed as such- do you understand why we’re gathered here today?”

“Because my older brother and his wife want to adopt me,” she says with a tremble of emotion in her voice. The judge’s face softens.

“Max, do you want Aricka and Billy to adopt you? To have parental rights over you and to protect you until you come of age, and even after that?”

“Of course I do- they’ve basically raised me since I was nine,” she says.

“Alright. Please be seated.” Max sits and Aricka and Billy hug her close. “Mr. William Munson please approach the bench.” Billy gets up and does as told, swearing in as his sister had. “Now William- is Maxine your half-sister, whose mother married your father?”

“Yes Your honor,” he says.

“And they both have waived their parental rights for Maxine?”

“Yes, your honor,” Billy replies. The judge nods.

“Mrs. Maxwell in your professional opinion, is this the best option for all involved parties?”

“Max loves her brother and sister in law. Yes this is absolutely the best option for all involved parties.”

“Mr. Munson do you want to adopt Maxine Mayfield? To have parental rights for her until she’s of age, and even after that time?”

“Yes,” Billy said. He never thought he’d be a parent so young, but he loved his little sister more than he thought possible. And he knew Aricka did, too. This was what they’d been working toward for three years now. Not a chance of cold feet in sight.

“Please rejoin your sister. Mrs. Aricka Munson please approach the stand.”

The judge asks Aricka the same questions and she answers each one with a firm confidence. “If I may have William and Maxine return to the stand please.” Both of them stand and join Aricka up front. “After carefully reviewing this case, the visit findings and all the required procedures, I am very pleased to announce that I am now going to sign the document which will proclaim one William Dacre and one Aricka Estelle Munson the legal guardians of one Maxine Eden Munson. May I be the first to offer a warm congratulations on becoming an official family.”

The three turn to each other and Max jumps into Billy’s arms, Aricka wrapping her arms around them both, all parties crying and laughing. “Thank you, your honor.” Aricka says suddenly, Max and Billy echoing her sentiment.

“You are most welcome,” he says. “Court’s dismissed! Miss Munson, would you like the honor?” He offers her the gavel, and Max smirks- an echo of Billy’s own- and accepts the gavel, tapping it firmly on the bench three times.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The three burst out of the courtroom together, hands linked as they head to Billy’s Camaro. Aricka gave up her passenger seat so the siblings could have a moment together to talk and process what had happened, smiling as she snapped a Polaroid of the moment. Billy had wrapped an arm around his sister tightly, like she might vanish if he let go. Max was leaning towards him with her head on his shoulder, the two whispering things Aricka couldn’t hear.

Soon they left the parking lot and headed to Max’s favorite fast food place- Wendy’s- and got a celebratory supper. They chatted together and made plans for Max’s official move-in day to the house Billy and Aricka owned. Max was still gripping Aricka’s hand, the latter still with one surprise up her sleeve.

“Well…” she began as she finished her sweet tea. “I know today has been super emotional but I have one more piece of good news to share.” She smiles at Billy. “We’ve been married exactly one year, my beloved. And remember me asking if you’d ever want kids of your own?”

“I said yes if it was with you,” he nods.

“Well….” She pulls a small box out of her purse. “Open it.”

He does and his brow furrows as he takes in the pregnancy test. Then it hits him. “Wait…”

Aricka nods, tears glistening in her eyes. “We need to paint the second guest bedroom my darling. We’re gonna have a baby; and Max, you’re gonna be a big sister-!”

Max absolutely squealed and hugged her sister in law, “I’m gonna be the best sister/aunt ever,” she promised.

“I know, Max. I know you will.”

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Jake and Aricka DWTS AU theme nights

Premiere night- jive- footloose

Elvis night- rumba- love me tender

Country night- contemporary- fake ID

Disney night- foxtrot- once upon a dream

Most memorable year- viennese waltz- the ones who didn’t make it back home

Eras night- jitterbug- boogie woogie bugle boy

Musical night- quickstep- you’re the one that I want

Guilty pleasure night-jive- wake me up before you go-go

New York City night-cha cha cha- welcome to New York

Semi finals night/meaningful person night- Waltz- perfect

Finals/judges choice- Viennese waltz- I won’t give up

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Aricka- the third season pro who has yet to win a mirrorball

Jake- a retired Naval Aviator who wants to try something new

Neither expect to fall in love.

Tags: Aricka x Jake, love is the danger zone, Aricka and Jake DWTS AU

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Elvis Character Ships 1 of 2

Umbrella tag; Elvis f/os

Clint Reno (love me tender)

Aricka x Clint, love me tender

Vince Everett (jailhouse rock)

Aricka x Vince, love in a jailhouse

Danny Fisher (king creole)

Aricka x Danny, got me all shook up

Tulsa McLean (g I blues)

Aricka x Tulsa, good old fashioned solider boy

Chad Gates (blue Hawaii)

Aricka x Chad, some things are meant to be

Glenn Tyler (wild in the country)

Aricka x Glenn, summer kind of love

Walter Gulick (kid Galahad)

Aricka x Walter, the thrill of the fight

Ross Carpenter (girls girls girls)

Aricka x Ross, if found, return to sender

Mike Edwards (it happened at the worlds fair)

Aricka x Mike, let’s get cozy baby

Lucky Jackson (Viva Las Vegas)

Aricka x Lucky, the lady loves me…