#danny fisher

[sissylittlefeather]

Time for a little brain break! I'll come back to How the Web Was Woven soon!

Lover Doll: A Danny Fisher Story

A/N: I know this is like the least creative name for a Danny Fisher (from King Creole) fic but whatever lol. This is a dirty (and borderline inappropriate oops) little thing I wrote just for the hell of it. Hopefully some of y'all enjoy it. I like to imagine this is where Danny gets his affection for older women 🤭

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI!, inappropriate relationship (BUT EVERYONE IS OF LEGAL AGE), kissing, cussing, fingering, oral sex (f & m receiving), p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, swallowing

Word count: ~2.5k

Unfamiliar with Danny? Here ya go:

You were nervous to start teaching in the beginning, but by your third year you'd settled into your position fairly well. At 25, you finally felt like you had enough years between you and your high school students to make your authority legitimate.

And then they transferred Danny Fisher into your class. Danny had struggled in school, so he hadn't graduated when he was supposed to. That meant he was 19 when he sauntered into your math class and sat at the back. His heavily-lidded eyes and flyaway hair were enough to make you swoon, but you tried to look away.

He ignores you for the most part, until you call him by name to answer a question. You're determined to treat him just like any other student, despite the way your stomach flip flops when you look at him.

"Aw, Miss, I don't-" Just then he glances up and makes eye contact with you. Your cheeks flush and he loses the second half of his sentence. A couple of seconds pass and you realize what's happening.

"Never mind, Danny. Anyone else know the answer?" Class continues like normal until the bell rings at the end. He's in your last class of the day, so you're prepared to drop into your chair once all the kids leave, but he stays behind.

"Miss, you got a second?"

"Sure, Danny. What do you need?" You ask, heart in your throat.

"I didn't know teachers could be so young."

"Oh. Well, yes, I suppose."

"And pretty." You feel the blush rise in your cheeks again.

"Did you have a question?" He seems to be searching for something he can ask.

"Can you help me with those equations from earlier?" He smiles and his dimple catches you completely off guard. Then, he sits down at a desk in the front of the room and opens his math textbook.

"Oh, sure, Danny." Without thinking, you lean over the desk to see which questions he's talking about. When you do, he can see down the front of your dress. He takes a quick peek and then looks away, clearing his throat. You realize what just happened and stand up as quickly as possible. Now it's his turn to blush. He stands up from the desk holding his book in front of his lap, you suspect in an effort to hide himself.

"I have to get to work. We'll have to look at the equations another time." He smiles again and hurries from your room. When the door closes behind him, you can't help but laugh.

******

You continue this way for a month, with him staying after school as often as possible for tutoring. But what starts as a mild flirtation gets stronger and stronger every time.

At one point he accidentally calls you "honey" when he gets frustrated with a question. He instantly apologizes, but you just laugh. Secretly, you love it and wish he would do it again.

You know it's wrong. He's your student. But he's also a grown man and your reaction to him is uncontrollable. You're used to 17-year-old boys who are basically big toddlers. Danny is only two years older than that, but he's worked more hours than you have. Nothing about him feels like a boy.

******

One day, you stand looking out the classroom window while he's at the blackboard. You're feeling particularly sorry for yourself and the situation you're in with him. The attraction is undeniable, but nothing will ever come of it. He notices that you seem sad today, so he puts the chalk down and walks up behind you. He stands close enough for you to feel his breath on your neck. You can tell by the way he stands there that he wants to touch you, to put his arms around your waist or his hands on your hips, but he doesn't. Not yet.

"You alright, Miss y/l/n?" You take a deep breath before answering him. You wish he would touch you.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just..." You turn to face him and he's even closer than you thought. You look up into his face. All he would have to do is lean down a few inches and his lips would be on yours.

"Can I..." His eyes flick down to your mouth. You're just about to tell him yes when he leans in just enough and presses his lips to yours gently. His hands shake a little, but he reaches out and puts them on your hips. He pulls back for a second, checking to make sure you don't want him to stop and then kisses you again, more passionately this time, sliding his hands back behind you and pulling your body in close to his. You break the kiss and pull back away from him.

"Danny, wait. This is wrong."

"Wrong? It doesn't feel wrong?"

"I'm your teacher." You look down at your feet.

"Hey." He tips your chin up with his hand and looks into your eyes. "Listen. You're a woman. I'm a man. This feels right to me. Does it feel right to you?"

"Yes." You nod. "But that doesn't mean it is."

"Y/n... can I call you by your name?" You nod again. "Y/n, you make me feel things I've never felt before. That can't be wrong."

"Oh, yes it can. Surely you know..." Then a thought occurs to you. You look at him with your head cocked to the side. Then, you walk backwards away from him and perch on the edge of your desk.

"Danny, you say I make you feel things you've never felt before. Have you ever been with a woman?" You try to look into his eyes but he avoids you. He looks down and tries to hide the fact that he's blushing.

"No." He answers with a tone of slight annoyance. Then he looks back up into your face. "But that doesn't mean I can't or won't. I want to. I want to be with you."

"Oh, Danny. I'm just not sure that's a good idea. I am your teacher-"

"Then teach me." He wraps himself around you again and kisses you deeply, his tongue sliding into your mouth. "Teach me, please." He whispers when he pulls back from the kiss.

Your eyes flick between his and you want nothing more than to say yes. Your body is screaming at you to kiss him again and rip his clothes off. You know it's wrong, but you're not sure if you care anymore. Can something that feels so right really be wrong?

Finally, you nod and he looks at you eagerly. His hands go to your hips and he pushes against you as he kisses you passionately. He kisses down your neck and reaches behind you to unzip your dress. He pulls the top of your dress down so that you're only in your bra from the waist up. You push his t-shirt up and over his head and off. His chest has the smallest patch of soft hair and you're reminded how young he is. But just when you're about to back out again, he pulls your hips away from the desk and lets your dress fall to the floor at your feet. Now you stand there in nothing but your bra and panties. He takes you in slowly and looks at you hungrily like he might devour you if he could.

You nervously glance at the classroom door. It's closed and you know that by now the building is empty. And then a thought occurs to you.

"Don't you have to be at work soon?"

"No." He responds firmly and dives into a deep kiss, his hands running up and down your body. They tremble slightly, but he hopes you ignore it as he slides them up to hold your breasts. You reach down and feel his hard cock pressing against his jeans. When you touch him, he backs out of the kiss and whimpers a bit.

"Danny, do you know what happens next?" You ask quietly as you stroke him. He grunts and nods.

"Yes, I do."

As if to show you that he does, he slips his fingers, still slightly trembling, under the waistband of your panties and pushes one finger into you. You moan softly as he adds a second finger and pumps them in and out of you slowly.

"Yes, don't stop." You whisper. He nods and keeps working his hand as you close your eyes and continue to stroke him through his pants. After a few more seconds, you use both hands to undo his zipper and push them down his legs. He steps out of them and you look at him in just his underwear with his hand in your panties. He might be 19 and a virgin, but his body is that of a man and it elicits a physical response from you that he can feel with his fingers. He smiles and kisses your shoulder gently.

You reach back and undo your bra, letting it drop to the floor. He stops moving his hand for a second as he takes in your naked breasts. You put your hand back on him and feel his cock twitch. He whimpers again.

"I want to kiss you, but not on your lips."

"Where, then?"

"Everywhere." He looks into your eyes almost pleadingly.

"Then kiss me, Danny." He kisses your mouth once before leaving a trail of hot kisses on your neck down to your chest. He runs his tongue in a circle around one nipple and ghosts his lips across your skin to the other one, pulling it into his mouth gently. But he doesn't stop there. He gets on his knees and kisses down your stomach, pulling his fingers out of you and dragging your panties down your legs. Then, he leans you back against the desk a little and spreads your legs, kissing your center. He leans his forehead against your lower stomach.

"I've never done this before. How do I... what do you...?"

"Just kiss me. With your tongue. Here." You put your finger on your clit and rub it in circles, so he will know what to do. He nods and leans forward again, pressing his mouth to you. He begins to move his tongue over and around your clit and you have to bite your lower lip to keep from crying out.

"Like this?"

"God, yes, don't stop!" He smiles and presses a finger into you again while he licks you. He pumps his finger in and out while he moves his tongue feverishly on your clit. You feel the coil of your orgasm tighten in your belly and he keeps on licking you. The coil snaps and you gasp.

"Yes! Yes! Oh, Danny, yes!" You moan as quietly as you can, while you come hard in his mouth. He feels your walls flutter and pulse around his fingers.

"W-w-was that good?" He looks up at you from his place between your legs and you almost melt.

"Yes!" He smiles and kisses your hip and then stands up, wiping his face with his hand. You push his underwear down and watch his cock bounce free. He closes his eyes and bites his bottom lip when you reach out and palm his dick, sliding his foreskin back.

"You're sure this is what you want, Danny?" His eyes pop open and he looks at you desperately.

"Honey, I've never wanted anything more." He lifts you by the hips and sets you on the desk. You pull his hips in between your legs and line him up with your entrance. He holds you and pushes into you slowly, grunting when he fills you fully. His cock is bigger than you expected and you moan at the sensation of him hitting the most sensitive place inside you. He pulls back and pushes into you again deeply. Then, he picks up the pace a little and starts to slam his hips into you passionately. Your breasts bounce with his rhythm and he leans down and kisses your chest again while he fucks into you.

"Yes, honey, goddamn, that feels good." He puts his hand on the side of your neck and runs his thumb over your lips. His hips pound into yours over and over, his cock sliding in and out of you rhythmically. He looks down at the place where you're connected and groans. The sight of himself moving in and out of you is enough to almost push him over the edge. But you're not finished with him yet.

"Oh, no honey, what're you doing?"

You push him backwards out of you and then around to the chair on the other side of the desk. He falls into the chair and you crawl on top of him, one leg on either side of him, and sink down onto his dick with your hands on his shoulders. "Oh." He moans breathlessly as you begin to bounce on him. His hands go to your breasts, squeezing them gently and teasing your nipples with his thumb and fingers.

"Do you like this, Danny?" You ask, your voice dripping with desire like the sweetest honey. He nods and whimpers, leaning forward to kiss your neck.

"Yes, I love it." He whispers as he nuzzles you just below your ear. You switch to rolling your hips, pushing him deeper and deeper inside you. He puts his hands on your hips while you ride him. "'M bout to come, doll."

You stand up off of him and he whines desperately.

"No..."

But then you get on your knees and put your mouth around his cock and he inhales sharply. You bounce your mouth on him vigorously and then pull all of him into you, letting him hit the back of your throat.

"Oh, fuck, y/n!" He cries out as he comes hard in your mouth and you swallow it down. You lick around the head of his cock one last time and then stand up. He pulls you down into his lap and cups your face in his hand.

"Honey, that was..." You smile and he kisses you softly. He presses his forehead to yours. "Thank you."

You sit there like that naked together for a while before you speak again.

"Danny, we can't tell anyone about this."

"I know. We can do it again sometime, though, right?"

"I don't know. We probably shouldn't have done it this time."

"Shhh." He holds your face again. "Yes, we should've. You mean more to me than just this. I think I'm fallin' for you." You feel the tears gather in your eyes.

"Oh, Danny..."

"I am. So stop sayin' it's wrong." You kiss him again and he holds you tightly. Finally, you stand up and start to gather your clothes, tears falling down your face silently.

"Why're you cryin', doll?" He stands up and you look into his eyes.

"Because I'm falling for you too." He wraps you in his arms again and you cry against his chest. You know that nothing can come from this, but right now, he's yours and you're his.

In this moment, nothing else matters.

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Taglist: wasn't sure on some of these, so sorry if I tag you and you didn't want to be tagged!

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[seredelgi]

Elvis Presley in “King Creole” (1958)

[hooked-on-elvis]

"King Creole" (1958)

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Wardrobe tests, on set and publicity photo shoot.

Elvis Presley as Danny Fisher; Carolyn Jones as Ronnie, Maxie's mistress; Dolores Hart as Nellie, a five-and-dime employee who falls for Danny; Liliane Montevecchi as Forty Nina, a stripper at the King Creole nightclub; Jan Shepard as Mimi Fisher, Danny's sister.

Elvis as Danny Fisher for King Creole (1958)

[deke-rivers-1957]

Elvis Film Characters

So we know that Elvis did a lot of films where you go "hey there's elements of his character that match his real life". But which character do you think was the most like Elvis in terms of his personality?

My personal guess is Danny Fisher. He had a troubled soul but he still tried to do his best to do good. He made his mistakes and tried to make up for them.

Tagging @arrolyn1114, @be-my-ally, @cheesy-cryptid, @dilfelvis, @karel-in-wonderland, @leopardandstuds, @moonchild-daniella, @nymessis, @nemos-rapture, @peskybedtime, @shakerattlescroll, @stormie-ryan23, @thatbanditqueen, @xanatenshi and anyone else who wants to reply.

[vintagepresley]

Thanks to @deke-rivers-1957 for starting this and inspiring me to make one as well. (Maybe I’ll make more?) Here’s my Danny Fisher bio card!

[foreverdolly]

king creole was released july 2nd, 1958.

[earthbaby-angelboy]

The vibes Vince Everett, Danny Fisher, and Clint Reno and give as littles

Vince Everett (Jailhouse Rock, 1957):

Let's get this squared away: Vince's regression is rough. Because of this, some of his more negative habits come out to play. How often he slips is determined by how much stress he is under, and he began regressing after he got out of jail to deal with the things he saw and experienced while he was there. He usually holds off regressing and bottles up all his emotions until he drops hard. He regresses through a broad range of ages, anywhere from 3 to 9 (most often around 7.)

He becomes bratty and defiant, trying to break any rules you may have put in place for the sheer joy of seeing how far he can take it. Then, he throws a complete fit when you punish him. Speaking of which, this little boy needs RULES, and strict ones at that. He also needs a routine to provide him with some consistency. He believes that acting out is the only way to get attention, so you quickly need to teach him that it's not okay to behave like that, and all he needs to do to get attention is to ask. He needs a caregiver that has the patience of a saint, because when he's throwing a tantrum, he'll get in your face and shove you around as a way of provoking you to hit him. Sometimes, he'll actually slap you just to get a reaction. You definitely have to remain calm and even-keeled, but also teach him that it is never okay to hit people.

This kiddo chews on his nails and sucks his thumb all the time, and it makes you worry about all the germs going in his mouth. No matter how hard you try, you can't get him to use a pacifier. It drives you INSANE. As a way of compromise, you buy him a chewy necklace, which he always forgets he has. It's definitely not an easy job to be his carer, but it's so worth it for the little bit of relief it provides him.

Danny Fisher (King Creole, 1958):

Danny found himself regressing a few days after his mother died. He didn't know what it was or why it was happening, and quite frankly, it scared the crap out of him. In all honesty, I don't think he'd be comfortable with having a caregiver who wasn't a family member. So, Mimi often takes care of him. She's extremely confused about it; all she knows is that her brother sometimes acts like a kid and gets really clingy. He's very closed off about his regression, and if Mimi mentions it while he's big, he immediately shuts her down and changes the topic. She knows he's not hurting anyone (and that he's been through hell), so she chooses not to further question him and goes along with it.

He regresses into babyspace, and can usually tell before it happens. Before he fully drops, he tells Mimi his head is "getting fuzzy.” So, she prepares a safe area for him and gathers some items he likes to have with him when little. A teddy bear his mother gave him, a blanket from when he was a kid and a pacifier from when he was a baby are the only “little items” he has. He likes when Mimi reads him the books his mother used to read to them as kids. Sometimes, he finds himself crying softly because of how much he misses his mother, and Mimi is right there to comfort him. When little, he often forgets who his sister actually is, and ends up calling her "mama." She doesn't mind; whatever helps him, helps him.

When he's not crying or being read to, he likes to have dance parties with Mimi! They'll put on a record of some kid-friendly songs, and they have a little jam session.

Clint Reno (Love Me Tender, 1956):

He regresses out of anxiety, and it's the only thing that keeps him from going headfirst into neurosis while his brothers are in the Army. He is very playful and energetic when little, but also becomes extremely defensive and more protective of his siblings than when he is big. (I didn't think that was possible, but here we are.) He is quite reckless when it comes to his own safety, but if someone threatens his brothers, he's squaring up and ready to fight. Although he's filled with feral energy, if unprovoked, he's very well behaved. He doesn't throw tantrums, and is a very respectful boy (doesn't matter if you're younger than him, he says "sir" and "ma'am" to EVERYONE.) He doesn't really have a definite age that he regresses to: he's just a kiddo!

He has no problem regressing in front of Vance, Brett and Rey, and is very nonchalant about it. They absolutely freak out the first time this happens and they think he's lost his sanity. When he goes back to being big, they have an intense interrogation session with him, and he explains that sometimes he just feels a little different! After the shock wears off, they melt because for once, their kid brother is allowing himself to be...well, a kid.

He is definitely a gentle giant in the sense that he actually forgets that he isn't physically small. Sometimes, he'll flop on top of Vance and almost crush him. Vance literally does not care, because if Clint is happy, he's happy. I don't think his brothers would treat him differently when he's regressed than they would if he was big; if anything, they just speak in more gentle voices and tone down the rough-housing. He loves playing outside, especially in mud and dirt! He takes a bath every night because somehow or another, he always ends up outdoors.

He's very clumsy, and has A TON of bruises on his knees and elbows. He's more than likely to be wearing at least one bandaid, and his brothers have a first aid kit with them at all times. When he falls, he thinks absolutely nothing of it; he gets right back up and continues playing!

(A/N: i originally wanted to make this with all of the ECU littles, but i haven’t watched all of elvis’ movies yet. with that being said, i’ll most likely divvy this into a few parts, and continuously post as i watch them!)

[walkinroadkillz]

12 rounds lore -🦡

[yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere]

DANNY FISHER. KING CREOLE.

my fav Elvis’ movie forever♥

[seredelgi]

Girl you got him, he’s right there

[powerofelvis]

🤍

My bestest girl,

This definitely made my morning! I need some Danny Fisher in my life to make me feel better. 💗 He’s my everything. I love you!

[deke-rivers-1957]

ECU High - Danny's Ambition

The alarm clock rings and Danny groans as he gets out of bed.

"Just how *expletive* is this day gonna be?"

There's a knock on his door as he hears his sister Mimi.

"Danny, are you decent?"

He sighs. "Yeah Mimi, Ah'm decent. What's up?"

She comes into his room.

"Daddy says he has to take the car today. Are you gonna be alright to walk to school?"

Danny rubs his eyes.

"Walkin to school's all I do anyway. No reason to waste gas over a mile. Ah'm tellin ya Mimi, if I gotta redo senior again I might as well drop out."

She tries to smile. "Don't drop out Danny. Daddy's still trying to get a pharmacy job. That's why he's taking the car. Mr. Primont called him in for an interview. If he gets the job you can quit and focus on graduating."

He stands up and stretches.

"That'll be the day, sis. Ah really hate havin ta ask the juniors for money. It's embarrassin."

The mood is somber and Danny looks lost.

"Ah just wanna wake up one morning and not gotta worry bout money. I don't wanna have to rely on other people."

She goes over to hug Danny. "I know you feel that way, Danny. You just need to take it one day at a time. Now eat up. I got breakfast waitin for you."

He sighs.

"Alright. Gotta change first. Be right down."

Mimi smiles and leaves the room. After changing, Danny goes down to eat breakfast as fast as he can.

"Ah'll see ya later, Mimi."

He grabs his backpack and starts running to school. As he makes it to the school's parking lot, a rusty old pickup truck pulls in. The engine has a strange sound to it.

"Howdy, feller."

Danny looks up.

"Oh hey, Jodie. Hell's up with yer engine?"

Jodie shuts it off and gets out. "Ah dang carburetor's done actin up. Gotta find somethin worth replacin it. Ol gal's goin on 50 so's Ah gotta keep 'er runnin."

Danny looks at the truck. "Ya going to the junkyard with Mike?"

Jodie grabs his books.

"Yeah Mike's ride done lost 'er fender. We's goin ta mah job fer parts."

He stops at the stairs. "Danneh ya got wood shop 1st period?"

Danny looks at his schedule. "Let's see. Nah I got wood shop 2nd period. What classes do ya need to pass this year to graduate?"

Jodie laughs a little and looks down.

"Math, science and readin. Mr. Wade tol me Ah gotta do good ta stay on the wrasslin team. Says he'll kick mah ass if Ah done keep failin and gotta repeat a year."

Danny sighs. "Dunno how you plan on doin that man. We're all idiots ta be able to tutor anyone."

The first bell rings.

"Ah'll be seein ya feller faster than Ah done load a shotgun." Jodie says as he heads inside.

Danny heads to the gym but almost gets hit by a car.

"Dammit Mike ya almost hit Danny."

Mike smiles as he parks.

"Ah yer just worried bout your insurance rates Mikey. "

Mikey (short for Mike Windgren) glares.

"No *expletive* I'm worried Mike! I don't want my Saturn to kill someone!"

"Well Ah didn't so don't get yer panties in a twist. Now let's go before we're late."

Mikey groans.

"Sorry ta almost hit you Danny."

Danny keeps going to the gym.

"Hey Guy are you lookin for someone?"

A boy on the football field turns to look at Danny.

"Yeah that *expletive* Mike skipped band practice today! How're we supposed to set a good example to the freshmen if we ain't all here?!"

Danny sighs. "Well go yell at 'em when ya see 'em Guy. He'll probably show up when he feels like it."

"Yeah well he better! Ah'm not bout to have our drummers be outta formation because that *expletive* decided not ta practice!"

Danny shakes his head and makes it to the gym.

A whirring sound is heard as a small helicopter lands. A young man steps out with a girl on his arm.

"And that's how ya land!"

She looks amazed.

"Oh wow, Rick that's so amazing. How many more hours do you need to be able to teach me for real?"

He gives her a cocky grin.

"Only 20. Maybe if yer willin to wait a couple months I can teach ya."

Her eyes widen.

"Wow I'd like that! I'll see you around then, Rick."

He gives a thumbs up. "You know it baby."

Danny rolls his eyes.

"How many demonstrations is that now, Rick?"

He laughs. "Oh Danny. Don't ya get that it's good for my social life? I get to put my hours in while getting some babes. I see that as an absolute win."

Danny starts walking again. "Whatever Rick."

He makes his way to the gym when he sees his friend.

"Oh hey Ross!"

Ross turns around.

"Danny good ta see you! Still tryna make ends meet. How 'bout you?" he asks smiling.

Danny looks down. "Same boat. Pa's gonna have an interview today so fingers crossed."

Ross rubs his eyes. "Least there's a light at the end of the tunnel for ya. I gotta find a better job that'll pay more. Buc-ee's just ain't enough to pay the bills."

"I hear ya, Ross. Being a busboy at 2 nightclubs ain't a good paycheck either."

A whistle is blown. "Awright ya *expletive* line up!"

Everyone lines up when they hear Mr. Wade's voice. No one messes with him.

As Mr. Wade makes his opening year speech about gym class Danny's mind starts to wander.

"All Ah want is ta make it through the year. If Ah can jus make 'nough money, Ah can buy back our house. Pa ain't ever gonna be embarrassed ever 'gain."

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[heart-of-ep]

𝟐𝟒 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐬: 𝟓𝟖'

This particular year will focus a bit more on Elvis' personal life as his career came to a halt at this point in time. So, uh, some sad facts ahead. 🥲

On March 24th, 1958, Elvis entered the United States Army after being drafted three months early on December 20th, 1957. Elvis would spend the following few months in basic training while stationed at Fort Hood, Texas. It was during this time that his mother, Gladys Presley, was diagnosed and hospitalized with hepatitis. After threatening to go AWOL, Elvis was finally given emergency leave to return home to Memphis as his mother's health was rapidly declining. On August 14th, 1958, Gladys passed away from a heart attack. The death of his mother hugely affected Elvis, leaving him completely inconsolable after her passing. He was granted an extension on his leave to handle funeral arrangements, but he returned to Fort Hood on August 18th to finish his training. On September 22nd, he would sail off to finish the rest of his service overseas in Germany. In regards to his career, his hit movie 'King Creole' was released on July 2nd, 1958. It was both a critical and commercial success, receiving unanimous praise towards Elvis' performance. Alongside his movie success, Elvis also released two more No.1 hits on the Billboard charts with songs, "Don't" and "Hard Headed Woman."

Despite this being a very hard year for Elvis in his personal life, he still gave us so many amazing things to look back at and love to this day. ❤

[foreverdolly]

“i’ll be a good girl. if you give me a good morning kiss, i’ll tell the man where i live.”

[elvisalltheway101]

••••••There’s Always Me••••••

A/N: Hello hello, I’m finally tryna be on a roll💀. This chapter focuses a little more towards Junbug here. Not much to say, other than enjoy!

warnings: little mention of drinking underage, and misbehavior, cussing and stealing.

••••••••Keep’n It Real•••••••

”ya know…there’s always me.”

Are the next words that leaves his mouth. I raise my brow and tilt my head, looking over at him with a soft smile. “What was that?” I laugh quietly, in disbelief. He shrugs and looks off to the side with shy eyes. “I meant uh, well I can maybe help out with the whol’ pack whenever I’m free or whatever. If you needed some help,” His voice trails off, left with nervousness and anxiety over his words. I take a moment and nod, I look off to the sky that seems to be turning into dark. “Hm, I might just take you up on that offer.” I say, looking over at him. He turns his head back to me, his black, slicked hair shines under the dimming street lights. “M’alright, well uh…you can fin’ me over at the joint down tha street” He says, standing up after checking his watch. I smile and nod, also standing up with a raised brow. “Moxie’s place?” I question, dusting my skirt off, glancing over at the kids then back at Danny.

He hums and nods, our eyes meet again. “Yeah, Moxie’s place.” He replies, then offers his hand out and snickers. “See ya around,” he says over to me and I take his hand. Shaking it with a firm grip, and then retrieving our hands back. He turns to the kids and puts his hand out in the air. “See ya!” He shouts out and then walks away, I turn back to the kids and roll my eyes to see them still playing. “C’mon! Let’s go back home, it’s getting late!” I shout, cupping my hand over my lips. Eventually I round up the zoo, and we get back home. ─◇─◇─◇─◇─◇─◇─◇─◇─◇─

It’s Monday today, it’s been almost a week since we’ve last seen and talked to Danny, and lots of things have been going on. We’ve already packed up the boxes as they sit by the front door, waiting to be moved into the new place The kids are at school, Mama’s at work, and Evan stays with me since she has a little cold.

“Evan, c’mon stop playing with your doll and go lay down.” I say as I catch her trying to tiptoe to her doll. I hear her scoff, and I scoff back as I stir the chicken soup in the pot. “Like I said befo’e, her name’s Penelope!” She pouts and cross her arms, stomping over to me. Her hair’s scruffy from bed head, and I roll my eyes playfully. I place the spoon down, and turn the pot down to low heat. I wipe my hands on my apron, and I lean down to her height. “Alrighty then, you and Penelope better go lie down then,” I laugh and I usher her to the couch, and settle Evan down. She puts on a pouty face, hugging her doll er- Penelope to her chest and slumping into the blanket. I smile and pat both of their heads. “Good now, wait here for your soup.” I say with a soft smile, going back to the stove.

Then, the house phone rings. I raise a brow, turning my back from the stove and walking over to it. I pick up the telephone from the receiver and hold it to my ear, “Hello?” The other voice on the line sighs, and answers. “This is Humprephy School’s principal speaking, Mr. Bronze. Is uh, is this Ms. Lead?” I groan with annoyance as I recognize the voice.

oh god, did Tom do something again? I swear to-

My thoughts are interrupted as Mr. Bronze asks from the other line, “Well are you?” I huff and hum into the phone, “Yes, excuse me but uh, how can I help you?” I say, trying my best not to sound irritated, leaning onto the wall and pinching the bridge of my nose. “Well you see here ma’am, your boy here was caught skipping school and off of school’s property.” My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I grip the phone tighter into my hand, “J-James?” I question with a quiet voice. I hear Mr. Bronze hum, “mhm, indeed so.” I let out a heavy sigh, closing my eyes. This ain’t the first time he’s done something. “Oh goodness, May I ask, where and what was he doing?” I question, scratching the back of my head.

“He was caught drinkin’ and stealing from ‘Moxie’s’ with a group of friends.” He answers. I gasp in horror and I nearly pull my hair out, but I take a deep breath and speak through my teeth. “May I speak with him?” I ask, and I glance over at the pot of soup boiling, I reach over and turn off the stove while also glancing over at Evan taking a little nap with Penelope on the couch.

“Y/N?”, Junbug speaks in an anxious tone, i huff and nearly shout into the phone. “Junbug! What in the hell were you thinking?!”, my grip becomes tighter onto the phone’s length. “W-well y-you’d uh, you see m-my friend’s thought it would be uh some innocent fun is all,” he answers in embarrassment. I honestly cannot take this so I just sigh deeply and calm down, “pass the ring back to your damn principal.” I hear through the phone shuffling, and lip smacking. “Yes Ms. Lead?,” the principal speaks out of breath. I shake my head down at the ground, crossing my arm to my stomach and sigh, “Mr. Bronco, May I ask who may have caught him?” I answer with a groan of irritation. He perks up and coughs slightly before answering, “He was caught by a staff ma’am.”

I sigh and just shake my head in disappointment and confusion. There’s a moment of silence until I hear Mr. Bronze speak again. “Well I have no choice but to send him back home, he’s slurring and ain’t in the right mind right now. We’ll discuss his consequences later, Ms. Lead.” I groan and nod off, “okay, okay. Yes please. I’m so sorry, thank you.” I hear Mr. Bronze sigh heavily and clear his throat. “Mhm, anytime Ms. Lead, he’ll be getting to his way with a responsible adult.” I hum and nod in agreement, biting my lip. “Alright, thank you Mr. Bronze, I promise to talk to him and make sure this doesn’t happen again.” I answer with a frown on my face. “You said that before, Ms. Lead. But carry on, I shall leave you be. Have a good rest of your morning.” He chirps, and I roll my eyes. “You too,” I mutter and then place the phone back to it’s holder.

Fucking hell

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A/N: alrighty y’all, well there we have it folks. I hope you enjoyed, and as always leave any feedback or tips!

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