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I HOPE YOU'RE HAND BURN WHEN YOU TOUCH HER. I WON'T BE THE CURE FOR THE STARS YOU'VE EARNED. YOU LIT THE FUSE, THOUGHT I'D BURN TOO. BUT YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A HEART THAT FIREPROOF🔥❤

I love it when my hometown becomes a desolate ghost town bc a train derailed and released a known carcinogen, and so now I'm evacuated with nothing else to do other than look at Tumblr.

Allow me to plug some of my friend's music! I make an audio appearance between 2:07-2:16!

Please sub to her and listen to her music 👍

(EternalRemorse)

[ where is my friend smiley?! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ ]

anytime i see elvis with scatter i think of this song 🤍

HIS.

early60s!elvis x reader

an: hihi! this is my first time writing smut and posting it. this is just a little tease.. hope u like c:

cw: NSFW. using fingers for unholy tingz..

it was as if he could sense your slight uncertainty when he whispered, "let me do all the work princess."

his warm, strong hands groped your rear, causing you to slip out a moan. you yearned for him and his warmth; he was your drug, and you were willing to dissipate all your energy and soul to be with him.

you were his.

feeling him rub you through your underwear, you gasped. a simple touch from him could ignite the flame within you. he gently laid you down on the bed.

slyly grinning at your neediness, he spat, "such a needy girl, aren't ya, baby?" in response, you mewled. his voice sent shivers down your spine and gave you butterflies in your stomach.

lowering your panties, he sucked in a breath once he saw your wetness. he slowly dipped two fingers in, causing you to moan as your fluids quickly coated his fingers. his long fingers slightly stretched your hole as they teasingly slipped in and out of you.

a low growl came from his throat as he heard your slight whining, he unziped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. pre-cum leaked from his pink tip, and you were practically salivating at the glorious sight.

"wait," you whispered, "will it fit?" he smirked at your shy tone and concerned face.

his slight southern accent melted onto his words as he lowly said, "it'll fit, honey, you're made for it."

well my boyfriend's in a band..

Accompanying zine to our upcoming EP.