[ Who Has A Face Like Smarty Does? ]

im going crazy with all that benny stuff

I imagine what Benny might be like teaching you how to ride a bike, I don't know... him holding your hips so you feel comfortable, not slipping or hurting yourself with a heavy part of the mechanism o the seat itself and explaining things he knows you'll forget in the next ten minutes. I even think of Benny talking to you enthusiastically about motorbikes and you can only nod in confusion as you tend to his wounds. I'M NOT OKAY.

Lana Del Rey for Obsession magazine (🇫🇷 '2012)

SO CUTEEEE.. i need him 🤗🤗 this was teew cute

NO.1 ; a taken man is off limits.

You weren't going to let Benny go; you couldn't, you had heard among your friends that stupid trick of marking territory? if that's what they were talking about. You thought maybe it was over the top and provocative. You thought it, but then you started biting your nails nervously, turning your head while sitting on Benny's lap, you saw that. You saw the looks on the faces of those eager girls who wished they were in your place, but you'd earned it, it wasn't fair for someone to try to sabotage you. So you did it, totally discreetly, didn't you? Well yes, you started leaving things at Benny's house, among his things, his clothes and on his motorbike. You took advantage of that summer afternoon when you were both sweating body to body on his motorbike to complain about your scarf, say no more! it ended up tied on one of Benny's bike handles, your scarf lasted a long time there, curious looks from the vandals. It was a long time before Benny paid attention to your nervous look traveling all over his bike. "It's ‘kay, it makes me look more harmless" he said to you before kissing your soft lips. Your hair bows were also another story, tying them in his vandal jacket to keep them from ending up misplaced and lying in some corner, dirty. He wanted to take care of you, and everything to do with you, your hair scrunchies around his wrist, your hair clips around his belt fastened or your coat folded in his lap while you talked to the other girls! oh wow...quickly Benny Cross was crossed off the list of single vandals.

giggling so bad!

[ You make me wanna be like one of those girls from

the 1950's

Wearing those big pearls

I'll cook you breakfast

Coffee on your desk, yes ]

- Puppy Love ~ Lana Del Rey ♡

WOOHOO!! eva's first fic and it's the cutest ♡

- milkshakes & romance ᧔o᧓

it's the summer of 1955, elvis' record is popular over town and is still on the hayride. it's the evening, there's a knock at the door, a very recognisable knock. your mother opens the door to a boy in a pink suit with the most beautiful blue eyes you could ever see. "elvis is here!" she shouts up the stairs, you go down and smile softly when you see him, he smiles back. "hi" you say, looking up at him "hi, baby" he says in a warm tone. you say goodbye to your mother and go down to his car, he opens the door and you thank him. he parks outside a diner in town, opening the car and diner door for you. he says he will order for you and goes up to do exactly that while you sit there. it's insane, you two were in highschool together but you were to shy to speak to him, he's introverted anyway but it's still scary. he sits down, with two milkshakes. you begin talking and giggling at some things he says, he then asks:

"why didn't you say hi?"

"when?"

"when you saw me around..at school, i mean"

a small blush grew on your face, "um, i don't know. i guess i didn't know what you would say if i wanted to speak to you" he almost laughs, "i wouldn't mind, i love speaking to you. i love you" as he says this your blush grows more.

he brings you back to his house and you both talk and laugh. laying with your head resting against his chest and fallen asleep, he notices and whispers "i love you" and kisses the top of your head. he soon drifts off to sleep.

gladys says to vernon she's going to check on you both, she opens the door and a little light shines in. she smiles st the sight of the two lovers in eachothers arms, completely asleep. she slowly shuts the door.

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this is my first fic so sorry if you don't like it !!

FANTASY

70s!elvis x reader

an: been a while, but i'm back! sorry y'all ♡ let me know if you enjoy this ^_^

cw: NSFW

sitting him down on his chair. you kiss his lips ever so gently and begin lowering yourself till your knees hit the floor. you wanted to show him your devotion to him. he could feel the love radiating from your soft kisses against his thighs.

"'s alright.. ya ain't have 'ta do this honey.." his strong voice purred. you looked at him through your lashes with a hazy and lustful look. your eyes clogged his thoughts and drove him insane. with one look of yours he melted like honey right onto the palms of your hands.

"i need this, elvis," you whispered, "i need all of you." as soon as you said those words, his breath hitched, and he could feel his cock twitching. your voice was sweet as honey, and your words oh so gentle.

"baby?"

hearing your nickname made you twitch slightly. you looked up to him, but a sudden blurriness distorted your view. "elvis?" you called out. everything quickly went black, a sudden thump was heard, and you were in pain.

"baby!" cheerily- yet concerned, shouted your friend millie.

it was all a dream, and now you have a bruise, but not for a good reason. that dream was so sensual, you fell off your bed. "oh gosh- millie.. good morning-" you groaned, as she helped you stand up.

it was all just another night of living your dirty elvis fantasy through your dream.

"You taste like the 4th of July..."

[ You Can Be The Boss - LDR ♡ ]

Elvis in his vampire era does things to me 🤭🎀

stop i love them so much ☹️🥹