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iloveaustinelvisandmannymore · 2 years

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Ain't that something part 2

Part 1, part 3

Pairing: Austin!Elvis x fem reader, Oliva!Priscilla x reader. A!Elvis x O!Priscilla.

Requested: kinda

A/n: I have a few more things I want to add to this fanfic, so I'm gonna do a part 3, I hope you enjoy it. I tried lol. Also 'Ma' is Lisa's name for you

Warning: M/f/f, polyamorous relationship, breeding kink, degrading and praise kink, unplanned pregnancy, Fluff, oral sex (Fem receiving) spanking, hair pulling, creampie, cum eating, Elvis is free, unprotected sex, age gap(the reader is 19, Elvis is 32, and Priscilla is 22), Augst. Sex scene ahead, skip it if it makes you uncomfortable.

"Yes," Priscilla moans, back against the backboard of the black and gold-themed king-size bed, legs spread as you drag your tongue between her folds,finger deep in her pussy and twisting your waist as you fingering her.

Elvis's hips smacked into your already bruised ass as he traced kisses along your spine, your chest against the mattress, and your ass in the air. "G-good?" Priscilla asked, a moan slipping out as you swirled your tongue around her clit.

"Fuckin' wonderful, such a slut, letting me use her" Elvis grunted, cock drilling in you faster as he slaps your ass, making you yelp and moan into Priscilla's cunt. Her fingers tagging at your hair, gently, not wanting to hurt you.

"Want her pregnant, fill her with cum." Elvis groaned, pussy drunk. Priscilla watches her husband lose himself in the pleasure of you, his gaze on where you and he are connected before he looks at her.

"Yea?" Priscilla whined out, as a harsh suck comes to her clit.

Elvis takes his hands off your hips, put them by where your chest is on the bed and straightens his legs like a pushup position, and uses the strength in said legs to pound downwards into your pussy, heavy balls smack hard on your clit, the pain brings a pleasure you've come love. You fight to keep your ass in the air as he does this, uncontrollable moans and squeals leave your mouth, and into Priscilla's pussy, you thrust your finger into her faster hitting her G-spot and tongue lapping at her folds.

"Kiss me," Elvis pants out to Priscilla, close to busting inside of you but he won't cum, not until you and Cilla do. She leans closer to Elvis and pulls him into a kiss full of tongue, her hips bucking against your tongue, and Elvis pounding not letting up once. You rip your finger from her, leaving her empty but not for long, you stick your tongue as far as you can reach and swirls it around her walls, nose rubbing against her clit. Finally, she comes, covering your tongue and chin.

"Fuck!" Priscilla gasped after she comes down from her high and with a sharp roll of Elvis's hips, the knot inside you snaps, your cum coats his cock, the overwhelming feeling of your pussy clamping down on him finally pushes him over the break of pure pleasure ans his warm cum fills you so much a ring of yours and his cum wraps around his cock.

"Such a good girl, our pretty girl" Elvis said after he caught his breath, slowly pulling out causing a bit of his seed to drip out of your beat up pussy.

Priscilla hums in agreement as she strokes your hair, a loving smile on her face as she watches you gather your strength after such a harsh pounding. "I need a shower," You say as you hop off the bed to shower first, almost falling before getting your footing, chuckles and giggles sound from behind you as you enter the bathroom and close the door.

"Ya really like her?" Elvis questioned Priscilla, getting off the bed and walking to get a change of sheet from the dresser "I do." She answered as she starts to take off the bed blankets, pillows, and sheets.

It's been a whole month since she caught you both and well, she liked what she saw, you were beautiful and had a beautiful personality, sure you could be a smart ass and sassy but you were also sweet, kind, and loving, it was impossible not to love or like you, even Lisa Marie took to you as soon as she met you, and she was starting to see you as a second mother.

"I want ask her to move in" Elvis suddenly said helping to change the sheets, bringing Priscilla out of her thoughts. A part of her loved the idea but want would you think? Is it too soon? But then again Elvis has been dating you for 4 months now. " I don't know honey," she tailed off, she didn't want to scare you off, she was starting to like-love you.

And she knew Elvis already loved you, and they couldn't lose you. "Just really think about it ok? " She continued, Elvis hummed and nodded his head. Finally, they finished making the bed, and just in time you come out with a towel around you, and a smile still on your face. "Nice shower little darlin'?" Elvis asked, as you walk to him, you just nod before bringing him in a sweet but short kiss.

"Can I use one of your PJs?" You ask sweetly, "Sure baby." Elvis gives your ass one last hard smack for the night, a yelp makes it past your lips and you stop to look at him with a pouty look on your face before strolling into the walk-in closet to seek your favorite of his PJs.

.......

Priscilla steps out of the large bathroom, her body calling to her to sleep. She closes the door and turns to see you and Elvis fast asleep under the covers.

she must of taking too long after her shower, being the last to take one. The sight truly warms her heart. Elvis is on his back, you're snuggled into his right side, head on his chest and his arm is around you. She puts on a nightie to join you two. She moves under the cover, and into Elvis's left.

'Please let it stay like this forever,'. Priscilla thinks to herself as sleep overcomes her.

.......

Your eyes shot open as a wave of nausea flows over you, and you scurry out of bed trying you're best to be quiet. You reach the toilet just in time. You throw up the dinner you had the night before eventually, you had empty anything in your stomach you shakily got up to use your toothbrush, why not have one at Graceland because you were here most of the time.

This has been happening every morning without fail, you had a theory as to why this is happening, and today you have to make sure about it, exiting the restroom and getting a pen and paper from the nightstand drawer 'My loves, I'm sorry to have left without saying goodbye but something happened. family emergency. I'll see you two soon. Love your pretty girl, (y/n).

You laid down the pen on the paper before finding your clothes, putting them on, and putting Elvis Pj you used in the laundry basket before making your way down the stairs, and out the door. Your car keys were in hand as you walked to the car Elvis had brought for you, the morning light shines bright on your pretty (f/c) Cadillac. Getting in you start to drive to your apartment but not before stopping at a drugstore to grab a few things.

You finally made it to your destination. You parked your ride in the resigned parking lot, locking the car as you get out and walked up the walkway to your apartment door. Thoughts race inside your head while you step into your cheap home and immediately head to the small restroom. The bag from the drugstore In hand.

Turning on the light, You take a deep breath "You can do it." you whispered to yourself as you take the pregnancy tests, 4 tests to be exact out of the said bag. You do your business and wait for the results.

You fidget with the hem of your flowy dress skirt as you sit on your couch and wait for the timer you use to cook and bake to go off for the 5 minutes like the directions on a box said. The timer went off giving you a mini heart attack you put a hand to your heart before, rushing to turn off the timer and check the tests.

You paused at the door frame before stepping into the bathroom and it was like time stopped as you looked down at the tests that changed your life forever. All of them were "Positive" you stammered into the unbearable silence and the thoughts you tried so hard to push at the back of your mind, hits you like a train.

'What I'm going to do?'

'I'm only 19, yes I've wanted to be a mother but not this young, and not only that I'm pregnant with a married man'

'What would Priscilla think? What about Elvis? Will he hate me when he finds out?' Will she?'

You didn't even realize you were crying until you watch a teardrop hit the surface of the sink. "It will be okay, just take a week and think about what to do. It's gonna be fine" You comfort yourself as you wipe the tears off. You throw away the tests into the small trash can beside the toilet, turn the lights off, and went to get ready for work.

.......

You should have known Elvis would show up at your apartment complex, one thing you loved about him is when it came to you he never left a problem unfixed, rather it was something bothering you or it was about your relationship. He would fix it with a sweet gesture of love and affection or just plain-out listen to you. So you shouldn't be surprised that it wasn't even day four of pretending Elvis and Priscilla didn't exist, before he's here.

You let out a big sigh as you opened the door knowing full well that if Elvis wanted something he'd get it. Almost as immediately as you open and before you gesture to come in, he was already walking passed you. "Darlin'" Elvis paused for a second to gather his thoughts before continuing "Why are ya ignoring me? Was it something I did? Cilla's worried ya know. Tell me what's wrong so I can fix it." Elvis blurts out. It was now or never.

"I'm pregnant Elvis. You're going to be a father, again." You explained eyes closed. you didn't want to see the hatred and disappointment on the man you loved's face. A few seconds have gone by but it felt like hours when you felt his hands on your waist before you were lifted off the ground and into the air. Your eyes shot open and your hands grip Elvis's shoulders as he twirls you two around in circles. A Joyce laugh leaves him and his eyes, oh his beautiful blue eyes shined brighter than the clearest of skies on a sunny day.

"Y-you're not mad" You stutter as he puts you down and into a warm, loving embrace. "Why would I be mad? Don't ya remember why I put that pretty ring on your finger?" Elvis pulls back to look at you and gestures to your hand that has the heart-shaped ring on it. "I promised to love ya for the rest of my life, I meant it, pretty girl," he said honestly. "I love you, Elvis." You smiled softly before it dropped. "I'm sorry I pretended that you and Cilla didn't exist, I was, just so scared and nervous." You apologized looking at the floor of the living room.

"Oh. Darlin' that baby will be so loved, Lisa Marie has been asking for a little sibling from her 'Ma'. Priscilla will love it as her own. Move in with me, Cilla, and little Lisa. Where you belong." Elvis asked his hands gently making you look at him and like that all your worries, doubts, and insecurities are washed away. You nodded and that gorgeous grin appears on his face.

'It's gonna be ok'

#elvis imagine #elvis smut #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #austin butler smut #elvis and priscilla

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enchantinglyjade · 2 years

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Milk & Honey - Ch. 18

Austin!Elvis x Black!OC

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Summary: Honey and Pearl finally have a chat

Warning: Swearing(?), racial issues, pregnancy,

Note: Okay, I know how many people HATE when babies are added into fanfics, but I am trying my ABSOLUTE BEST to make this actually enjoyable and kind of put a twist on how I typically see children being introduced in writing, so please trust the process.

Also, I hope this chapter isn’t too confusing. It switches between present day and flashbacks

Song: Mary Don’t You Weep - Inez Andrews

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Every day that passed only became harder. I went through all of Ma’s belongings, staring at them for hours while I reminisced on the past. Most days I was living in my memories just to get myself by.

“Well, ain’t she just precious, Loretta.” Gladys says admiring the young little girl in her new Sunday dress.

Loretta huffs adjusting in her spot to find a more comfortable position against the hard, wilted wood of the porch. “Been drivin me crazy these past few days, won’t let me get through her hair or nothin.”

“Hey, new girl! Nice dress.” A boy pesters from behind the fence.

The girl turns, wide eyed until crossing her arms upon seeing the owner of the voice.

Gladys smiles at the sight. “Look at that, they’re tryna talk to you, Honey. Why don’t you go along and play with ‘em. And boys! Make sure you include Honey this time!”

“We don’t wanna play with a girl!” Thomas whines.

Loretta shoos away his complaining, kicking out her bare feet across the sand. “She’s the only girl you ever gone see if you keep that up. Just play one game with her, please.”

The three boys groan their way to the backyard, where a ball is left on the ground from their last session. Elvis begins kicking the ball around with Thomas, while Michael walks up to Honey. “Just stay over here while we play. Don’t get in the way.” He commands.

She crosses her arms. “What makes you think I wanna play with you anyway, ugly boy.”

Thomas and Elvis pause their game to hold in their laughter. “Psh, you couldn’t play even if you tried.” Michael sneers.

Honey smiles. “Scared you’ll get whooped by a girl?”

“OOO!” The two boys shout, laughing at Micheal’s upset and embarrassed face. “I want her on my team!” Thomas raises his hand.

Michael groans. “Come on, foo’s. She can’t play with us.”

Elvis pats the shoulder of his friend. “Nah, she got you good. She can play.”

Pearl and I haven’t talked since that day. Originally I thought about moving away and never speaking to her again. I wanted so badly to just disappear from the world, I already had so much to figure out about the future, I couldn’t stand her attitude on top of it. But a few days after the funeral, I made dinner for the two of us. We sat at the table in silence. I had so much pain in me, but looking at her that night struck something.

Her eyes were dull, hair unbrushed, sadly picking at her food. She looked worse than I had ever seen her. But what hurt the most was that I remembered she was barely 18. She’s just a kid that lost her daddy too. I was the only family member she had left, and same for me. I’m not much older than her, but enough that it felt like my responsibility to step up as the big sister and take care of her. Take care of her and…someone else in the future now too.

Honey and the boys sit outside under the hot sun, church bells ring in the near distance. She grazes her fingers through the grass, snapping up dandelions from the weeds and weaving the stems through her tangles of hair. She keeps a handful of dandelions in her hand to bury her face into every now and again to take in their sweet yet earthy aroma.

“Would’ya quit sniffin them things. You already know it don’t smell like nothin but grass and dirt.” Elvis teases her. She pouts, throwing one towards his face. He laughs at her attempt, catching it before it can hit his cheek. “Keep stickin your nose in them things and we’ll have to call you Bumble.”

Her eyebrows furrow. “Bumble?” She questions.

“Yeah, you know, like the bee. Those big fat ones that pollinate on them flowers. Hey! You’re even fluffy like one too!” He states excitedly, reaching out to rat her curls.

“Does it taste okay?” I ask Pearl.

Her head snaps up, shocked that I just spoke to her. She falters for a moment. “Yeah.”

I nod, swallowing down the lump in my throat. Oh god, what am I doing? I drop my fork onto my plate, resting my forehead in my hand. The loud clank startles her, causing her to stare in uncertainty.

“I’m pregnant.” I blurt out. I stare deep into the grain of the table with a dry, sarcastic hum of a laugh. I didn’t have much else to lose, who cares if she knows? She’s bound to find out eventually anyways. My lip quivers as I gather the strength to continue. “Elvis. He doesn’t know.” Finally I look up at her, tears rolling down my numb face.

“Michael, stop. She ain’t all that bad.”

“Nah, she’s always tryna do what we’re doin and be like us, but she ain’t.” He says, before storming off in a fit.

Honey stands behind one of her porch’s pillars, hiding her glistening eyes. Elvis sees this and immediately walks up to her. “Honey, don’t cry.” But him taking notice only made the tears come out faster. “It don’t matter what he say. I think you’re fine just the way you are.”

She sniffles. “But you’re always making fun of me too.”

He smiles. “Aww, you know I’m just teasin. We all do it all the time. We don’t mean nothin by it. ‘Side, I really like you. I wouldn’t hurt you like that, I’d much rather be your superhero.”

Honey rubs her red eyes, a weak smile tugging at her lips. “Like Captain Marvel?”

His eyes brighten. “Exactly like Captain Marvel.”

She giggles. “What would that make me?”

He thinks for a moment, stroking the nonexist hairs on his soft chin. “A princess.”

She raises her eyebrow. “A princess? That’s not fair, I wanna be someone strong too!”

“You ain’t gotta be strong when you got someone like me.” He teases, kissing the muscles on his scrawny arms.

She rolls her eyes. “Well, even if I’m a princess, I wanna help save the world too.” She demands, arms folded sternly.

He flashes her a generous smile, giving her a promise to hold deep within her heart. “You and me against the world.”

It was from that day forward that their entire view of each other had changed.

Much to my surprise Pearl has an actual sympathetic look on her face. She reaches across the table, grabbing my hand. “I’m sorry.” She says, already choking up. “For everything. My grandparents- Our grandparents used to tell this story about a colored woman that tried to seduce Daddy with her ‘dark magic’, wanted me to think colored folk were all sorts of evil. But you and your Mama are some of the kindest people I have ever met and I feel horrible bout the things I did. I thought acting like grandmaw would help her live on or somethin, but I wasn’t thinkin with my own head.”

She sniffles, rubbing her nose into her sleeve. “I never even liked Elvis, it was all just to make you feel how I did everytime Daddy paid more attention to you. Every time I talked to Elvis all he’d go on about was you. I ain’t never had nobody that talked about me like that or looked at me that way. He really loved you Honey. I thought what y’all were doin was real brave and I can only hope to be as strong as you one day. But I promise you I didn’t call the cops that day!”

Suddenly, she stands up, getting on her knees in front of me. “I’m gonna help you take care of the baby, okay? U-Unless you don’t want me to…?” She pulls her hands away, looking for signs of anger or resentment in my eyes.

I bite my lip, holding back a sob before I pull her into a hug.

She smiles. “I’m gonna help you through this, Honey. We both need each other more than ever right now.”

Pearl and I became incredibly close after that. Pathetic it took something so tragic to finally bring us together, but I was so grateful to have someone with me on this terrifying journey.

Small bike wheels track through the dirt path, coming up to the neighborhood of their owners. The boys catch a glimpse of her at the end of the block.

Honey sits on the porch between her mama’s legs, painfully getting her head yanked back each time her mother starts a new braid in her blonde hair.

The three boys smirk, hair still wet from swimming in the waterhole earlier that day. They quickly adjust their shirts, taking off a strap from their overalls and throwing it over their shoulder to give them a ‘cool’ and uncaring bad boy look. Then they fly by, pedaling fast and talking loud to ensure they caught Honey’s attention.

Elvis pops the wheel on his bike, lifting it in the air for half a second. He smiles, satisfied when he sees a small smirk appear on Honey’s face.

Eventually, I could no longer work and we had no choice but to sell the house and move into one of the poorer neighborhoods on the East side of Memphis. When I said I missed those shack houses in Mississippi, I didn’t know how much I actually meant it until moving here.

Most stores in the area were adorned with broken or boarded up windows and fallen signs. Streets were littered with garbage, rusted cars, and dead trees. And our house was complete with wilted wooden panels, peeling wallpaper, and a smell I could never put my finger on. It was no place to raise a child, but it’d have to do. It’s all we had.

Unfortunately walking and bus taking was something we still had to do since Dad’s car was in the accident. Obviously, I didn’t want Pearl walking alone, so I’d have to make grocery trips with her, baby bump and all.

‘You’re a strong woman, Honey. You’ll get through this.’ Mama’s words haunted me every single day, and every hour that passed it became even harder to believe.

It was hard, for the both of us, but it brought us closer until I finally felt like I had a real sister by my side.

I sit on the couch, rubbing at my sore and stretched belly.

“You got a name yet?” Pearl asks from the floor in front of me.

“Charles.” I say sadly.

She smiles weakly. “And a girl?”

I shrug, with a chuckle. “I don’t know. Maybe somethin original like Maple or Vanilla, like Mama did with me.”

Only a few days later, would I find myself crying and thrashing in the most pain I had ever felt in my life, wishing I had Ma by my side to help me through it. A few months after that, our newest addition to the family ran wildly through our home, ransaking everything in sight and bouncing around with his head full of big blonde curls.

“Charles, baby. Be careful. You’re gonna hurt yourself.” I grab him, picking him up to hold in my arms.

I stroke his soft, puffy cheek as he blows spit bubbles, which naturally pop all over me, but I was used to it by now. He’s got his daddy’s same bright blue eyes and a complexion that would’ve made Ma proud.

He was such a little angel, with an occasional tantrum here and there of course, but he was a smart boy, and a fast learner too. I was so grateful everything turned out easy and peaceful since I hadn’t caught a break for the past year.

Still, I had a big choice to make. Do I tell Charles who his father is? I can’t be like my Mama. I know how much it hurts to have something so personal be kept from you, but now I understand her struggle. Will he try to go after him one day? Will he be disappointed that Elvis is his father? Will he hate me if I never tell him?

Which brings me to the flip side of that issue; Do I tell Elvis? How do I tell him? Will he be disappointed with his son? Will he hate me for not telling him by now? What will happen between him and his new girl if I tell them?

My head hurt just thinking about everything.

On the bright side, I guess my wish of having kids with Elvis came true after all, but I didn’t have my Elvis to share it with.

“Come on, Bumble! Go up there with me!”

He tugs on her arm, but she panically plants her feet right into the ground. “Elvis, I don’t wanna go up there in front of everyone!”

“It’ll be fine. Come on!” With one hard tug, she falls forward, stumbling towards the stage with him.

The choir smiles at them, as well as their mothers. The reverend shouts a heavenly cry, preaching up to the sky.

“Come on, dance! Don’t you feel it?” He asks.

She did feel it. She felt power and dreams course through her veins from their singing. She looks around nervously, before Elvis makes an effort to bring her attention back over to him. His smile eases her little heart. Slowly, she lets his energy infect her, matching his rhythmic jumping and throwing her hands out to her sides.

‘Mmm Mary, don’t you weep

Ohh, Martha, don’t you moan

Pharoah’s army drowned in the Red Sea.’

Eventually all that I had saved up from working at Handy quickly dwindled away, and Pearl and I had no choice but to take up jobs again. Pearl was the first. She easily came by a nice job at one of our local groceries stores, I on the other hand had a few issues to work out. After days of searching I finally came across the church. I applied for their choir, which luckily I was hired for. I was nervous to start singing again, but at least I could build my voice back up without being heard too upfront, not to mention it was the only job that came with daycare.

I grew up on the music and loved it, but honestly, being back in the church was hard for me. I was anything but pure, and people knew it.

Night had fallen. They should have gone back home by now, but they were too entranced by the bar that was more lively than ever. Peeking into the window, the two find a scene that blessed their senses. This was something different, something they had never heard before, something they knew they shouldn’t be seeing.

“We should try that.” The boy says.

Honey jumps down from the window to face him. “I don’t know how to dance like that, Elvis”

“Neither do I. I just copy what they do.”

She falters for a moment, unsure if she should give in to the things she was feeling, but puts her hands on his shoulders no less. They sway back and forth to the music that muffled through the poor sealing of the window. She lifts her head to peek through the glass every now and again to make sure she’s imitating the adult woman correctly.

Then she sees them do something she knew her mama wouldn’t like. The dancer twirls her hips, reaching up to leave a heated kiss against the man she was with.

Honey shrugs. Well, if it was what they were doing.

She moves closer to Elvis, reaching up until-

A gasp fills the air, loud above the blues music coming from inside the building. The two children part from each other in horror, seeing Ms. James towering above them.

“Go on back home, boy, ‘fore I tell ya mama what you been up to.” She threatens. He swiftly scurries off, leaving Honey to her mother. She grabs her childs hand, marching back to their house. “Honey, if I ever catch you doin that again, I swear-. You ain’t listenin to anymore of that music!”

Oh, I got plenty looks when people saw Charles and I, ‘specially when I’d have to explain the whole father situation. My usual story was that his dad went into the army, but as time rolled by, everyone began to realize how unlikely of a story that was. For those that cared enough, rumors were passed around. Some say I slept with so many men that I didn’t actually know who the father was. Others think he was born from a one night stand. Obviously, I couldn’t tell them Elvis was the father, and I doubt that would HELP to ease all the rumors anyway. Regardless, I quickly became the epitome and walking consequence of lust.

Honey’s mother didn’t let her leave often after that, leaving her silenced in her room. Only occasionally would she be allowed out to play with the boys, including the day she finally got to share a special kiss with her especially favorite friend.

She was excited to see Elvis again, hoping to have another moment like that again as soon as possible, but when she sees him again she’s met with something that breaks her heart.

“I ain’t got no idea what you’re talkin bout.”

She crosses her arms, hoping and praying he was just pulling another prank on her. “Yesterday…when you kissed me…”

He chuckles in a sarcastic tone. “I don’t remember nothin. You musta been dreamin bout me.” He says with a smirk, the other boys snickering behind him.

She had never felt so embarrassed in her life. Betrayed by someone she thought was her friend.

I ran into B.B. King a few times at the church, who became a frequent visitor after that, when he wasn’t on tour anyways.

He came up to me on my way out one day. “Honey, long time no see.” He says, hugging me.

I squeeze him back, so very happy to see a familiar face after so long. “It’s so nice to see you, King.”

One of the girls brings Charles into the room, playfully chasing after him and his sloppy, bow legged steps.

He pulls away with a sad look. “I saw about E.P.” He awkwardly tucks his hands into his pocket. I respond with a defeated sign. “Now, it ain’t none of my business, but if you don’t mind me askin, what happened between you two? You both seemed real happy together, besides the whole jail thing, which I assume played a role in all of this.”

I let out a weak chuckle. “What? He never told you what happened himself?”

He shakes his head. “Nah, we lost touch a while ago.”

Charles stomps his way over to grab onto my leg with a toy in his mouth, his wet hands instantly getting slobber on my shin. I pick him up, awkwardly turning back to King.

“Honey, I’m sorry about all the things I said to you before.”

“It’s okay, Michael. I know you were just jealous you weren’t as good at playing ball as I was.” She states confidently.

He laughs, neither denying nor confirming the accuracy of her words, but instead fumbling with his fingers. “It’s just that- Honey, I-”

“What are you two doin?” Elvis interrupts.

They both look up at him, neither pleased by his presence. Honey crosses her arms, turning back to Michael. “You were saying.”

“Well, I, uh…” He swallows, nervously.

Honey waits for him to answer, but Elvis catches on fast, pushing Michael off of the bench before he can spill his next words. Elvis throws punches at him, but Michael throws them right back. Honey jumps up, attempting to push them away from each other, but it does no good.

“You never even liked her!” Elvis shouts.

“Man, you don’t either, remember!”

“Boys! What the hell’s going on here?!”

It takes their mothers to finally pry them away from each other. They breath heavily, eyeing each other while they get dragged away.

King raises a confused eyebrow. “That baby yours?”

I nod. “Yeah… His name’s Charles.”

He takes a closer look at him, taking in his lighter complexion, blonde hair, and baby blue eyes. He cranes his neck back in thought, before hesitating out, “E.P.’s?”

I stay quiet, biting at my lip and bouncing the baby on my hip. He takes this as a yes.

“He know?”

I shake my head, still not trusting my strength to admit anything out loud just yet.

He pulls me into another hug. “Look, anytime you need anything you tell me. You know us Handy kids will always be a family.” He pulls away, smiling at the baby. “Besides, you’re too talented to lose.”

“Oh whatever.” I laugh out, before taking on a sympathetic tone. “But thank you.”

“We’re moving away.” He says, glooming under the warm, sunny day.

“Okay, Elvis.” She states doubtfully.

He’s always saying him and his family are gonna travel the world and do this and that, but he never does, nothing but little lies and big dreams. The boy who cried wolf. It’s not until she looks outside her window the next morning that she realizes for once he was telling the truth.

Elvis sits in the back of his family’s car, his father packing the final bag in the trunk.

Her heart quickens. She speedily races outside, standing on her lawn as the family drives past her. Elvis watches his friend from the window, waving. She was in too much shock to wave back, but she’d regret for years that she didn’t. Her friend was gone. And she’d never see him again.

Or so she thought.

The days became an endless game of survival, trying to keep Pearl safe and Charles happily fed. Always felt like there wasn’t enough of something.

Life felt like nothing but a yellow brick road, except there was no good witch, no singing or dancing, no powerful wizard to fix all my problems, just an endless road that once led to my dreams, but after years of walking, I had long given up hope of ever finding my way home again.

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@tearupmyhead @chouetteschaussettes @il-giardino @theliterarybeldam @re3kin @anangelwhodidntfall @felicityroth @crash-and-cure @mama-pankow @tzillas @wonderlandlovelove @mirandastuckinthe80s @queenslandlover-93 @coconutessential @pumkiinpasties @buckybarnesbitch00000000 @biafbunny @darkestbeforethedawn16 @dollfaceyourfear @adoreyouusugar @hails-schae @spacegh0ul @im-lame-irl @sargspiderbarnes @whisperily @whatawildone @lukasdreamland @carioquisse

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mayalaen · 5 months

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request: thelittlespanko fanfic?

Does anybody have copies of thelittlespanko's fanfic? aka Lily aka the little spanko.

I just found out she passed away a while back, and I've been told her family took all her fics and accounts down.

If you've heard different or you know she asked that her fic not be shared, please let me know because I'm gathering them all to share with readers who didn't save her fics.

She was a regular in spn_spankings and spanking_world on LJ for quite a long time.

List of fics under the cut

I've got the following fics:

candy, a present, and a spanking

castiel misspeaks

come sit on my lap

dean's musings

dilaudid

don't run into gunfire

do what i tell you to do

idjit

mary spanks john

neal's bad day

pushing too hard

puzzling

retribution

shotguns keep their pie hole shut

the van

The longer/missing fics that I wasn't able to grab are:

agent gardiner (continuum)

a new game (thor)

bruce's little problem (avengers)

getting the tape - a white collar story

i can explain, an x-files quick fic

meeting mother, a sylar story (heroes)

needed consequences (heroes)

not so silent night, a supernatural quick fic

pepper takes tony by the hand (ironman)

reeling in scott evil (austin powers)

sparrow's chest (pirates of the caribbean)

stuff my stocking (x-files)

the evolution of guilt, a sylar story (heroes)

the trouble with daniel - a stargate sg1 story

unwrapped presents (x-files)

you never know what you're gonna get (x-files)

If you have any of the missing fics or you've got fics that aren't listed here, please let me know as I'd love to put them in my archive and share them with other readers who didn't save before the fics disappeared.

If anybody wants copies of what I do have, let me know. I can create any kind of document format you need.

#signal boost #fanfic

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valefars-ghoul-outback · 1 year

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I'm gonna share some Flipline LGBT/Family Headcannons I have lol

Family

Chuck, Utah, and Nevada are all siblings. Chuck is the middle child, and moved to Tastyville when he turned 18

Taylor and Indigo are siblings, and Hank is their Dad. Taylor's kind of cut contact with both (mental health issues) but he and Indigo are making an effort to reconnect

Peggy and Austin are cousins! Peggy's still dreading the day he gets to be taller than her.

I read this in a fanfic (My Dearest Matilde by @yakkolicious) but Big Pauly being Penny's dad is something I totally sign off on

@magicmindless first headcannoned this but, Mary and James are siblings. James got the short end of the stick when it came to cat allergies :/

Gabitha is Treble's half sister and they either want to throw her out of a window or get her to just. Do better things with her life

Speaking of which NuMarcus is Taylor's Uncle and Taylor never wants to speak to him ever again (once was enough >:|)

Radlynn and Sarge Fan are twins and eagerly talk about their evil twisted hyperfixations

Timm is Lisa's adopted brother (based on that one Christmas image with the X twins)

Xandra is scared of big crowds and typically clings onto Xolo or Edna if they're stuck in one together. No one else, even her friends, gets this treatment.

Yippy is Wally's granddaughter! He's her number one customer.

Wylan's mom died when he was in 6th grade and was part of the reason for the move

Sue and Prudence are sisters. Prudence was the first person Sue came out to and the first thing she said was, "Called it"

Sexuality Headcannons (most are trans)

Rudy's a nonbinary he/him lesbian. Marty is the sole boy of the group

Mary and Sue are married! Their pugs were the flower girls. Love wins!

Transmasc Utah! They/Them Pronouns but they will accept he/him on occasion

Gremmie's also a transman and helped Utah realize they were also cisn't! The two are best friends.

Scooter's actually transfem, but still uses He/him Pronouns because they're fun

Penny and Alberto are T4T and started HRT when they were 15 (Alberto started a year before Penny though)

Cooper's trans and Prudence didn't realize this until he mentioned he wouldn't be at work for two weeks due to his top surgery. His binding game was off the fucking charts.

Cookie is a Devon Rex. Cooper decided on this breed because he knew how bad James' allergies were and had a big crush on him but still wanted a cat.

Quinn and Timm got a divorce because Quinn realized she was a lesbian. Timm leaving the company without warning afterwards was what ticked her off.

Wylan is transmasc, and his dad fully supports him. He even helped Wylan attain his first binder.

Mousse bullied Allan throughout highschool for "being gay" (he was bisexual) and then when he grew up he realized that A. Whippa's a lesbian (that's when his support began) and B. HE DOESN'T EVEN LIKE WOMEN.

Roy and Moe are constantly on the verge of asking the other out but are both too socially awkward to do so. Ninjoy actually beat Dynamoe once because flirting with the pizza boy is more important than murding his archenemy.

Chuck and Taylor are dating, they just don't remember when the hell they even started. The B in their Bromance faded out so subtly and they never brought it up to each other until after someone asked them when they started dating.

Nonbinary Taylor! He genuinely does not give a fuck about Pronouns but if you ask you'll probably get he/they.

Transfem Mindy! She helped Liezel figure out that she was also trans.

#Flipline #papa louie #headcannons #Lgbt #tw mentions of death #tw bullying

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magickcandie · 7 months

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Fandoms

You can request anything from this list!

Letterkenny

Wayne

Dary

Katy

Stewart

Roald

Shoresy

Shorsey

Goody

The Great

Peter

Grigor

Georgina

Hugo

Agnes

The Pacific

Eugene

Snafu

Philips

*Generation Kill

Ray

Brad

Fick

Bohemian Rhapsody

Brian May

John Deacon

Freddie Mercury

Roger Taylor

Mary Austin

Daisy Jones & The Six

Graham Dunne

Warren Rhodes

Eddie Roundtree

Karen Sirko

Music Groups

Queen

Brian May

John Deacon

Freddie Mercury

Roger Taylor

Skid Row

Sebastian Bach

Rob Affuso

Dave Sabo

Girlschool

Kelly Johnson

Kim McAuliffe

Gil Weston

David Bowie

King Jareth

Suzi Quatro

NHL

Mitch Marner (Toronto Maple Leafs)

Auston Matthews (Toronto Maple Leafs)

Luke Hughes (New Jersey Devils)

Rami Malek Characters

Ahkmenrah (Night at the Museum)

Tom Cruise Characters

*Joel Goodsen (Risky Business)

Steve Randle (Outsiders)

Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell (Top Gun)

Joe Mazzello Characters

Gardner Langway (Dear Sidewalk)

Pat Murray (Undrafted)

[50/50] Joe Wentworth (Simon Birch)

Charles (Wooly Boys)

Rules

No smut

No incest, rape, pedophilia

Are allowed to request with specific gifs or dialogue quotes

If sending in an OC, please send me a character profile

I’m not really good at head-cannons so please don’t really request

Any one with a * please be hesitant to request specific moments/people/fandom in general because I do not have access to watch the show (or have not done complete research on fandom/people) and will be going off what information that YouTube or Wikipedia provides

(Unrelated to fanfic) I make wallpapers

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sleekervae · 1 year

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Past Lives [1.0]

Masterlist

A/N: so, I've gotta go and change my Tumblr bio soon because tomorrow is my birthday! I'm getting into my mid twenties and I'm still writing fanfic, twelve year old me would be so proud 🥰

Are you awake?

Austin was perplexed the next morning when he saw Jade's text. It was a respite given his foggy head and his dry mouth; though doing some slow math in his head, it had to be about two o'clock in the morning in LA. What she was doing up so late he couldn't really fathom, or then again, perhaps he could given how hard she was working. He messaged her back, not making any effort to move from his bed.

I am, not sure I want to be but I am.

Lol, must've been a real good night if it hurts that much

Not the worst hangover I've had, but I'm gonna do with the curtains drawn for a while

What're you doing up?

You'll think I'm nuts

I already do

Fuck you lol

... I'm not gonna' say it

Jesus, Mary and Joseph XD

Couldn't sleep. I had a breakthrough with my song and I've been working on it for a solid hour

Can I hear it?

Or is it top secret?

A few minutes passed before an audio clip popped up on his phone. With his screen brightness dimmed to low, Austin's tired eyes squinted as he pressed the play button. He first heard some rustling in the background, followed by Jade's low breathing and the soft strums of a piano. Her voice followed soon after, breathy, soft, yet articulate as she sang;

"I haven't done a cartwheel since I was nine I haven't seen my mother in a long, long time I mean, look at me, look at the length of my hair My face, the shape of my body Do you really think I give a damn what I do After years of just hearing them talking?

I say I live in Rosemead Really, I'm at the Ramada It doesn't really matter Doesn't really, really matter"

Austin wasn't sure what it was, but her voice was beautiful. It always had been, though in his bleary state of exhaustion her singing was like gold in his ears, reverberating softly in the confines on his bedroom. He could picture her sitting in her room -- no, she had to be in the living room because she was on the piano, but she had papers sprawled out over the frame and wild scribbles piecing together her hyperboles like a poetic jigsaw puzzle.

He wanted to see it suddenly, there was this unexplainable urge to watch her creative process. His fingers flew over the screen before he had the chance for rational thought to prevail.

You wanna FaceTime?

Only a few moments later his phone began to vibrate and Jade's contact popped up on the screen. Austin did his best to fix his hair and make himself presentable, though let's face it, he had a hangover like one wouldn't believe and he probably looked like something the cat dragged in.

"Good morning," she greeted as soon as she appeared. She was clearly sitting at the piano still, a sweater zipped over herself and her hair tousled and curly. Despite the time her eyes were bright and her smile radiant.

"Good morning," he grinned, doing his best to sit up in bed, "Or should I say good evening?"

She wasn't sure what she should've been expecting, though she was still taken aback seeing him lounging lazily, his hair mussed and tangled in the pillow, and the the contours of his bare chest illuminated in the screen light. His lids were half open, drooping down but still holding some semblance of a charming twinkle. And she didn't think it was possible, but his voice had deepened even more; raspy and velvety that Jade could get lost listening to.

"No, no, it's dark but it is still technically morning here," she simpered, "You look like you need a Big Mac"

He sighed at the thought, "A Big Mac sounds great. If only I had the energy to get up and go get one..."

"You could order one off of Skip the Dishes or something," she said.

"Yeah, but that requires me getting up and leaving this bed," he drawled.

"Fair," she chuckled, "Are you going to get up at some point?"

"Why would I do that when I have you singing to me instead?"

Jade refrained from rolling her eyes, "So, you liked it?"

"It's beautiful," he nodded, "What's it called?"

"I don't know yet," she shrugged, "Just been reflecting on some stuff and... came with up with that. I don't know how to explain it,"

"Well, so long as it works for you," he replied, "You been working on anything else?"

"A few things," she nodded, "At the pace I'm going, though, Cam thinks I could put out another album in 2023,"

He snickered, "2023 doesn't sound like a real year,"

"To be fair, the last year and ten months haven't felt real," she replied, "What do you think? Where you gonna' be in 2023?"

"Oh God, Jade," he groaned, "I thought you didn't like to plan that far ahead?"

"Hey, you wanted to FaceTime, so you get my 2am thoughts,"

"My mistake," he grumbled playfully.

She simpered, brushing her hair behind her ears swiftly, "Well, c'mon! I can think of a couple different places you could be," she said.

Truth be told, Austin had a couple ideas, too, "Yeah, with my family for one. Maybe sipping some sugary cocktail in Malibu or something, that sounds pretty nice..."

"After the night you've had and you're still thinking about booze?" she queried.

"Well, a smart man doesn't get tanked off the sugary drinks," he smirked, "Besides, I'm projecting into my future,"

"Okay then," she rested her elbow on the frame of the piano, her chin in her palm as she stared into the screen, "Anything else?"

It felt so surreal for a moment, as though Austin could've reached through the screen and pulled her out into his reality. He could still remember the threads of their conversation hours ago, she probably thought he sounded half-daft but even in a drunken stupor he could pick off every detail in his mind, his fingers ghosting across her skin whilst they snuggled up together on that last night, a golden memory he would cherish until the next opportunity arose.

But he didn't just crave her physically, her also just missed her energy. Having her in a phone screen or a letter wasn't the same, and even though a plethora of weeks had gone by, it still felt like so long until November when he could finally see her again. Sitting in the park hadn't been the same and he hadn't cooked that chilli since she'd left. Furthermore, he hadn't been able to even glance at another woman without thinking about Jade, and that perplexed him so.

Never the less, he hadn't felt brave enough to bring it up to her.

"I don't know," he sighed, "I'm just ready for life to go back to normal. As normal as it can be, I guess,"

"It will be," she assured, "I mean -- life's probably gonna' look a bit different for you in a year, but... it'll be a new normal. Heck, it could be a better normal,"

He smiled softly, "Is that what you want in 2023? A better normal?"

Jade glanced shyly at the worn keys of her piano. There were a plethora of scratch marks in them, not to mention stains from fallen ink and bits of clothing fibres stuck in between. This piano was one of the few things she'd held on to from her past, not many others would be joining her new normal.

"We all do," she nodded, "I want to be comfortable in my skin again. And if I have to wait another year and a half to do it, then so be it,"

"You'll do it," he said, "You've already come so far, Jade. I'm proud of you,"

She felt her face flush, though she hoped her surroundings were dark enough that he wouldn't pick it off, "I'm proud of you, too... I'll be even more proud if you go shower and get something to eat,"

He let out a guttural groan, burying half his face in the pillow at the thought, "No deal. You can't make me, anyway,"

"I don't know. I've been told I can be very persuasive," she shrugged back.

"Yeah," he glanced at the screen properly again, "I know how persuasive you can be,"

God, I hate that fucking smirk, she thought.

"Exactly," she spoke quickly to avoid fluster, "So, it's best not to argue with me, anyway,"

He chuckled coyly, "Okay, I'll make you a deal: I'll get up and do something productive if you go and get some sleep,"

"Hey, I never said I wasn't gonna' sleep," she said, "I just didn't plan to, yet,"

"But how are you going to be productive and write all your songs if you don't get a good sleep?" he queried.

Jade smirked back, "Adderall? Speed works, too,"

"Jade,"

"Well, what kind of rockstar would I be if I didn't partake in some illicit substances?" she teased back.

"Weed is good enough," he subtly shook his head at her, "I mean it, though. Please take care of yourself,"

"I am," she promised, "I have to show you up at the Met Gala, anyway. Can't miss it,"

His face lit up, "You got your invite?"

"This morning. Well -- yesterday morning," she nodded, "You have to break out your best regency high couture -- I'm not even sure where to start with that,"

"I'm sure you'll look beautiful, no matter what," he assured, his fist came over his mouth as he tried to suppress a yawn. Jade smile endearingly.

"You wanna' go back to sleep?"

"No, no," he shook his head, "I'm gonna get up. You should get some sleep, though,"

"I will," she nodded back, "Just... not yet. But I will,"

"I'll take your word for it," he began to sit up, his head spun a little but he shook it off. First order of business was a long, hot shower, "How about we talk later?"

"Sure. Go get your Big Mac," she simpered, "I'll call you later,"

"Bye, Jade," in an instant, she disappeared and was replaced with his lock screen.

Despite what he'd said, Austin laid back down in bed and he stared listlessly at the ceiling. He could hear her previous teasing echoing in his ears, wanting to know what he wanted to do and where he wanted to be. Truth of the matter was, a small, curious part of him wanted to be with her. He wasn't solid on how he wanted that, nor how he could achieve it. And perhaps it was just his hangover talking, but the idea of having her here, hearing her twinkling giggle, keeping her warm skin against his, it sounded heavenly.

Austin stopped then, a pang of guilt flooding through his chest. He missed Jade terribly, but was it because they were friends, he felt something more, or did he purely miss the physical aspect they had together? Either way, it didn't feel appropriate to ask her opinion; he didn't want to spook her off.

Little did he know Jade was sitting on her piano bench, not making any effort to move off or touch the keys. She knew this ache, this sucking emptiness in her chest wasn't normal, it didn't occur with just anyone and that was what worried her most. Jade had promised herself (and Austin to some degree) that her feeling for him would remain platonic. Of course, the spanner in the works be damned, she couldn't let herself fall so easily again, nor did she think he deserved her. She came with too much baggage, too much controversy and quite frankly she assured herself that he could do way better.

If Flo could see her now, she'd probably slap her silly. She tried to remind her, Jade too reminded herself so many times how fantastic and dynamic she was. Hell, at this point in her career, she had written and contrived herself into this fantasy idol, some mythical unattainability that even she herself looked up to. If she could reach that mindset again, eventually when she had more value for herself, then maybe she would consider Austin more.

But her wounds were still fresh, just as she knew his were too, and it was safer for the both of them if she just kept her thoughts to herself.

#austin butler #austin butler fanfic #austin butler imagine #austin butler fanfiction #austin x reader #original story #original female character #jade theodore #film blog #elvis movie #austin butler elvis #imagine blog

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bcofl0ve · 1 year

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🤍 welcome to the ordeal 🤍

[ bonus points if you get the blindspotting reference ^ ]

sending an anon related to lisa’s passing/the aftermath as it pertains anyone we discuss here? please read this first.

hi y’all! my names mollie and this is where i come to scream, write fanfic and gossip. you can find my fanfic masterlist here! requests are open but i make no promises on how quickly i’ll get to them. if you want some inspiration my fav prompt lists are here.

re: #gossip time with mollie

• i am working on making masterposts for all the elvis press tour stops + awards shows. check them out and pls let me know if any links are broken!

cannes 2022, elvis

toronto press 2022, elvis

2023 palm springs film festival awards

2023 golden globes

follow austin on the road to the oscars + keep up with related press/content by following this tag!

• if gossip isn’t your thing that is a-okay! all gossip posts will be tagged with the gossip time hashtag and there’s no hard feelings if you mute it.

(in regards to tags: i tag things with ppl’s names largely as an organizational thing for myself. the system i use is the system i use and that is currently not changing anytime soon.)

• if you are into gossip, fantastic because me too bestie!!! but i do have some ground rules and boundaries that i appreciate being respected.

- no speculation or theories around drug use, more specifically around weight loss/austin looking skinnier/looking like he lost weight etc. that veers into gossip i think is crossing a line- and i have personal trauma surrounding addiction that makes speculating about things like that triggering. this applies to presley gerber (kaia’s brother) and the presleys (lisa marie included)- not just austin.

- no sexual assault or abuse speculation/theories. this is a hard rule and i will block anons that break it. if anyone tied to anybody/anything i talk about here has public accusations made against them i will post about it- i promise.

- i know that austin’s publicist (the redhead, kate) can be a contentious topic on twitter but she is not a public figure and i’m not comfortable digging into her body language/how she acts with austin at events/etc. she as a topic itself isn’t banned completely (it’s me and my tree paine 2.0/ginger publicist support group jokes against the world!!) but just keep ^ that in mind when sending stuff about her.

- if you ever want to gossip off anon or want to share something but don’t want me to post it i’m always down to chit chat in my messages!!! feel free to pop in any time!

- i am an auslivia girlie and personally think given everything we do know it’s not a stretch to refer to them as exes/say they dated at one point. if you disagree that is a-okay but my opinion is what it is 🙏🏼. if you don’t want to see my posts about their history feel free to mute the #olivia dejonge tag!

- i am very pro priscilla and think her and e were soulmates. its fine if you disagree- but don’t try to change my mind and i won’t try to change yours. (:

that’s all y’all! come in and stay a while 😉✨

#gossip time with mollie #austin butler #olivia dejonge #austin butler x reader #kaia gerber #elvis #elvis movie #gossip #hollywood gossip #film #tv #deuxmoi #blind items #hollywood

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bbygirlky18 · 3 months

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Ships Updated!!!!

Here are the ships for my fanfic Mami's Breakthrough. You'll meet the main character in the ship list so be prepared. I'll use the wrestler's real name. You'll see repeated names so don't get spooked. Let's get into it.

Demi (Rhea) & Gretchen (Eliora)

Stephanie (Stephanie) & Paul (Hunter)

Jonathan (Jimmy) & Trinity ( Naomi)

Fergal (Finn) & Masami (Iyo)

Dominik (Dominik) & Gionna (Liv)

Luis (Damian) & Elizabeth (Beth)

Bianca (Bianca) & Carlisle (Luigi)

Joseph (Erick) & Victoria (Lilou)

Rebecca (Becky) & Ulysses (Ron)

Natalya (Natalya) & Jeremy (Elijah)

Maryse (Maryse) & Richard (Jules/m)

Cheree (Dakota) & James (Jackson)

Theresa (Zoey) & Leon (Brett)

Brianna (Cora) & Dexter (Mustafa)

Logan (Logan) & Donna (Stephanie)

Randall (Randy) & Conner (Brian)

Keith (Keith) & Lucas “Luke” (Mick)

Sydney (Maxxine) & Jessica (Gilda)

Brittany (Britt) & Carmen (Lola)

Milena (Rosa) & Taylor (Lilou)

Ashley (Shotzi) & Gisele (Rhonda)

Allyssa (Kayden) & Spencer (Gabriel)

Aoife (Lyra) & Dominic “Dom” (Roddy)

William (Christian) & Emilio (Kevin)

Trevor (Ricochet) & Rosalie (Anastasia)

Macey (Lacey) & Sebastian (Grayson)

Sarah (Valhalla) & Jasper (Riley/ m)

Elizabeth (Scarlett) & Luke (Vince)

Stephanie (Mia) & Enrique (Dash)

Ron (R-Truth) & Angela (Asahi)

Shayna (Shayna) & Kate (Mia)

Simone (Ava/Ava Raine) & Sammy (Itsuki)

Layla (Layla) & Dion (Gabriel)

Catherine (Cathy) & Titus (Aiden)

Michael (Shawn) & Mick (Nathan)

Kira (Taya) & Suki (Hawk)

Victoria (Raquel) & Velvet (Asahi)

Mark (The Undertaker) & Clarissa (Paige)

Taylor (Jacy) & Theodora (Lilou)

Windham (Bray) & Austin (Tyler)

Priscilla (Gigi) & Elizabeth (Kanna)

Patricia (Trish) & Eric (Terry)

Eduardo (Eddie) & Renesmée (Riley/ f)

Jeffrey (Jeff) & Edward (Ted)

Kiera (Kiera) & D.J. (Mustafa)

Mercedes (Sasha) & Quil (Jackson)

Steffanie (Tegan) & June (Gayle)

Serena (Serena) & Embry (Luigi)

Ettore (Big E) & Ashley (Emma)

Adam (Edge) & Royal (Roddy)

Amy (Lita) & Charles (Lucas)

Samantha (Samantha) & Becca (Nastya)

Živilė (Aksana) & Jonathan (Logan)

Kristen (Kris) & Gisell (Becky)

Dwayne (The Rock) & Jasmyne (Olivia)

Daria (Sonya) & Lauren (Olga)

Brodie (Luke) & Rob (Rio)

Kevin (Kevin Nash) & Samuel (Wally)

Bryan (Daniel) & Flynn (Mickie)

Catherine (Lana) & Tara (Gilda)

Jake (Jake) & Vixen (Mario)

Amanda (Mandy) & Beth (Christy)

Joseph (Solo) & Eleazar (Chris)

Kenneth (Montez) & Sam (Mantaro)

Celeste (Kaitlyn) & Matthew “Matt) (Jimbo)

Sarona (Tamina) & Luna (Kanna)

JoJo (JoJo) & Arianne (Falcon)

Kacy (Katana) & Paul (Brett)

Nicola (Nikki Cross) & Bronson (Kaito)

Adam (Braun) & Garrett (Gabriel)

Phillip (CM) & Sean (Mickie)

Rena (Sable) & Roman (Grayson)

Anriel (Lash) & Colleen (Dahlia)

Allen (AJ Styles) & Leah (Lilou)

Renee (Renee) & Jason (Ron)

Angela (Zayda) & Tanya (Olivia)

Kia (Kharma) & Lee (Mick)

Kaori (Kairi) & Theo (Brett)

Todd (Ivar) & Riley (Jules/ m)

Danielle (Willow) & Jane (Riley/ f)

Stephen (Sheamus) & Tara (Ember)

Ashley (Dana) & Sue (Emma)

Jazmin (Mercedes) & Bridget (Alexa)

Melina (Melina) & Han (Mustafa)

Franklin (Bobby) & Bree (Lola)

Faith (Nikkita) & Archie (Haruto)

Ronda (Ronda) & Makenna (Kanna)

Pamela (Bayley) & Samantha (Emma)

Gail (Gail) & Vyolette (Kanna)

Colby (Seth) & Leann (Donna)

Skye (Skye) & Alice (Katya)

Karen (Wendy) & Mariana (Nastya)

Steve (‘Stone Cold’ Steve) & David (Alexander)

KiLynn (KiLynn) & Kirk (Logan)

Austin (Xavier) & Elle (Gilda)

Alexis (Alexa) & Jakob (Lucas)

Adrienne (Athena/Ember) & Esme (Riley/ f)

Matthew (Matt Hardy) & Earnest (Mario)

Stephanie (Nikki Bella) & Bella (Anastasia)

Thea (Zelina Vega) & Deckard “Deck” (Terry)

Glenn (Kane) & Priya (Olga)

Mary (Maria) & Mae (Anastasia)

Jillian (Jillian) & Aro (Shane)

Michelle (Michelle) & Nicole (Katya)

Lisa (Victoria) & McKayla (Nia)

Mickie (Mickie) & Kate (Stephanie)

Lilián (Lilian) & Esmeralda (Candice)

Leva (Leva) & Clara (Itsuki)

Toni (Toni) & Nicholas (Jimbo)

Gary (Angelo) & Murray (Mario)

Shinsuke (Shinsuke) & Jennifer (Olivia)

Saraya (Paige) & Lauren (Ember)

Karlee (Maxine) & Ashely (Jules/ f)

Cody (Cody) & Jacob (Jack)

Shelly (Ariel) & Aaron “Hotch” (Louis)

Tom (Aleister) & Emily (Sasha)

Carla (Roxanne) & Alec (Ron)

April (AJ Lee) & Sam (Roddy)

Victoria (Alicia) & Marissa (Chyna)

Danielle (Summer) & Kendall (Jack)

Matthew (Matt Riddle) & Tarrence (Nathan)

Jessica (Billie) & Whitney (Beth)

Stacy (Stacy) & Allen (Alexander)

Joan (Chyna) & Sasha (Hawk)

Jonathan (Dean) & Ophelia (Amelia)

Natalie (Eva) & Tatum (Reo)

Jade (Jade) & Jennifer “JJ” (Riley/ f)

Joe (Roman) & Marcel (Roddy)

Oscar (Rey) & Xavier (Shane)

Kimberly (Piper) & Annelise (Mia)

Leah (Carmella) & Rebecca (Gilda)

Torrie (Torrie) & Irina (Emma)

Tenille (Emma) & Noel (Nathan)

Dori (Ruby) & Rachel (Gayle)

Eve (Eve) & Ettore (Logan)

John (John Morrison) & Brian (Riley/ m)

Andrew (Drew) & Mary (Candice)

Rami (Sami) & Edythe (Chyna)

Katarina (Katie) & Lance (Luigi)

Cassie (Peyton) & Vera (Lilou)

Kofi (Kofi) & Vallie (Becky)

Laura (Allie) & Annissa (Sasha)

Chelsea (Chelsea) & Jess (Zoe)

Joshua (Jey) & Elyssa (Ruby)

Raymond (Erik) & Russ (Kid)

Ashley (Charlotte) & Leticia “Letty” (Lilou)

Deonna (Deonna) & Logan (Wally)

Kanako (Asuka) & Vince (Mario)

Barbara (Kelly Kelly) & Julyanna (Rhonda)

Lina (Nia) & Eleanor (Stephanie)

Brianna (Brie) & Jared (Ted)

John (John Cena) & Jack (Haruto)

Mike (The Miz) & Henry (Jackson)

Debrah (Alundra/Madusa) & Douglas (Ron)

Claudio (Cesaro) & Laurent (Vince)

Ariane (Cameron) & Stephen (Tyler)

Brandi (Eden) & Erica (Stacie)

Kevin (Kevin Owens/KO) & Derek (Luigi)

Jessika (Jessika) & Jesse (Logan)

Candice (Candice) & Anne (Olga)

John (Johnny Gargano) & Ben (Jimmy)

Debra (Debra) & Jessamine (Jules/ f)

Seth (Riley/ m) & Tyler (Aiden)

Rowena (Donna) & Victor (Kid)

Tej (Elijah) & Sullivan (Mustafa)

Penelope (Becky) & Emily (Stacie)

Evangeline (Olga) & Beth (Stephanie)

Carine (Layla) & Emmett (Wayne)

Alex (Emma) & Jedidiah (Shane)

Gina (Anastasia) & Mia (Nastya)

Presley (Louis) & Edward (Kaito)

Gabriel (Brett) & Cain (Alexa)

Ramsey (Katya) & Katie (Nia)

Rubie (Emma) & Eloise (Katya)

Mike (Louis) & Cherylyn (Becky)

That's the full ship list. Hope you guys enjoy it.

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