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questintheskies · 8 months
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himejoshiwrestling · 1 year
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t-t-tummy🥺🥀🖤
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arcadebroke · 6 months
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youaintnothinbuta · 1 year
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Worried About You - Elvis (DDM)
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If you don’t feel comfortable/don’t want to imagine Elvis as your father, DON’T read!!
Disclaimer: Y/N’s mother in this fic does not have to be Priscilla unless you choose for it to be read that way. Y/N’s mother is never named.
Summary: Elvis is your father. Your mother has been treating you a lot older than you are, and he’s worried about you and the things your mother is doing when he’s not around.
Pairing: Daughter!Y/N x Father!Elvis or Austin!Elvis)
Word count: 797
Warnings: DDM (daddy daughter moments), argument, divorced parents. 
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You and your mom had just driven through the gates of Graceland, your fathers house, dropping you off for your week with your dad. He welcomed the pair of you in, you sprinting out of the car, leaping into his arms, he kissed you on the cheek hello and put you down, to give your mum a hug, too. Though your parents were divorced, they made a real effort to stay friends for you. However, that was becoming increasingly difficult for Elvis, as he had noticed changes in your behaviour each and every time you came back from your moms house. It was starting to worry him. Not to mention, he was stunned at the amount of fabric, or lack thereof, that your dress was made of.
“Y/M/N, can I talk to you?” He skipped saying hello. Jerry, who was at the house with Elvis, took your hand and walked with you up to your bedroom, giving your parents some time alone.
“What’s up?”
“Did our daughter have four birthdays in the week she was with you? What the hell are you doing to her?”
“How’d you know she isn’t just choosing to dress like that herself?”
“Well, I sure as hell know my eleven year old ain’t got a date tonight.” Your dad raised his voice at your mom.
“Elvis, don’t make this a big deal, she liked some of my clothes, so I said she could have them. It’s normal—“
“Normal? Normal? She’s a child. You’re an adult. What the hell were you thinking?” Your dad was getting angry now.
“I don’t know what to tell you. She was curious!” Your mom argued.
“So you couldn’t tell her that she’s too young? She’s not even a teenager, Y/M/N, come on.” He pressed his fingers to his forehead.
“Why are you so worried?”
“Why does it seem like every time you bring her back her she’s aged another 5 years? She’s a kid for gods sake.”
“Elvis—“ your mom sighed.
“No. Don’t give me that. Every god damn time you bring her back here I gotta answer questions about boys— about you and me— about being a—“
“She’s growing up. You can’t stop that.”
“Oh lord, lay off, okay? Do you seriously not see the problem? I’m sick of trying to parent the kid alone, can you take a little responsibility and stop treating her like your doll?”
“Did you seriously just say that to me?” Your mom was in disbelief.
Though, he had a point.
“What’s her best friends name?” Elvis asked, his arms folded across his chest.
“Chelsea.” Your mom hesitated.
“Taylor. It’s Taylor.”
“So? She’s got lots of friends. What’s your point, Elvis?”
“You don’t even know the kid, Y/M/N. What’s her favourite food? What’s her favourite subject? What’s her teachers name? Do you know?”
Your dad really worried for you. You were his pride and joy. He worried about you constantly when you were with your mom, are you being fed enough? Are you getting enough sleep? Do you get to play and be a kid like you do with him? Whats she doing that’s making you seem so grown up?
He knew your mother was seeing other men, he just didn’t know, to what extent you were seeing of these other men.
He really didn’t want to have to challenge her for custody, because that would get ugly and, honestly, very rare the dad ever wins.
Your mom stayed silent.
Elvis took a deep breath, “she’s not a mini you, she’s her own person, and that person is a kid, Y/M/N. Why can’t you understand that?”
Before your mom could speak, he began again.
“I’m not asking you for me. For her, Y/M/N, I can’t raise this kid alone. I feel like I’m on damage control, ya know that? You want your kid to be happily married with a family or you want her running the streets every night, huh? I’m telling ya, honey, the way it’s going right now she’s gon be no more married happily than you and I.”
Your mom was flabbergasted, gobsmacked, even.
“I— I can’t have this conversation with you right now.” Your mom managed to choke out, quickly leaving out the front door.
Elvis sighed and shut his eyes for a moment, having watched his ex-wife leave. He went upstairs, properly greeting you with a hug, as you jumped up into his arms once again, just excited to be home, “Daddy! Can we take the horses for a ride?”
“Sure, honey.” He smiled, putting you down, holding the back of your head gently before you started tearing apart your bedroom to find your riding helmet and boots. It was dawning on him that fighting for custody of you may be in his near future.
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qsmpphotoalbum · 2 months
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wrestlingrandomness · 1 month
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In honor of Tam Nakano vs Giulia for the last time here are a couple videos i made for their matches
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We’re not dead. We’ve been working on the next chapter for like a year. But you know, life..
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certifieddudette · 5 months
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De absolute slet die in de mDDM gaat paaldansen voor me krijgt 10 euro en een coole steen die ik net op de grond heb gevonden van me
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eldesperadont · 4 months
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well i didnt plan on fucking sobbing my eyes out rn but here we are
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brooksbutler · 5 months
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The Weight We Carry ~ E ~ gingerrose ~ post-TROS canonverse AU ~ secret missions and covert operations ~ 1/16
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Rose Tico is floundering after the war - no home, no family, no purpose. When she is offered the opportunity to be part of a covert group tasked with identifying and neutralizing potential threats to the New Republic, she jumps at the chance.
It's only after their first mission that Rose learns her teammates' identities: an assassin, a spicerunner, a former stormtrooper, and the man who once ordered her execution.
But is he more than that?
Or is he the same cunning, self-serving tactician with his own hidden agenda?
As they train, plan, and execute missions, Rose begins to wonder if she has finally found her purpose. Maybe even a family - with women who fight and love as fiercely as sisters, a boy who needs her as much as she needs him, an overbearing droid, and even a cat.
Is Hux a part of that purpose? That family? Or will his secrets and their consequences destroy it all?
(reblogs appreciated)
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questintheskies · 8 months
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arcadebroke · 5 months
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archesa · 3 months
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Rules: Make a new post and post the latest line of your WIP. Then tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like, I was tagged by the lovely @monaskydancer 🥰 thanks a lot!! 😁).
Outside, the victory celebration had flared to a triumph with the enthusiastic speech of the Commander – his early attempts at tempering their elation lost in the moment and to the temptation to preserve hope.
Tagging not as many people as there are words because... well you see why! @lilypixy (because this is about your Commander after all 🥰) @i-mybrunettelady @swimmingseafish @just-eyris-things @thorns-and-brambles @dumb-dumb-mander and I forgot probably too many people!
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qsmpphotoalbum · 26 days
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amourduloup · 5 months
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the loving spirit reminds me so much of this song
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Disproving Dark-types Myths
I thought of something I wanted to do and even interrupted my week long hibernation cause I wanted to do it so badly. There's a lot of misinformation about dark types out there and I decided that I'm gonna try and prove them false, starting with that friggin' pokedex.
Don't get me wrong, some of the things that the pokedex says about dark-types is... actually accurate. For example Absol's entries - a lot of them talk about how they can sense incoming disasters and because they show up before them people thought that they were the cause of them.
But a lot of them are just... wrong! Or way too exaggerated and I'm sick of reading about them frankly!
Course keep in mind I'm not a professor, I'm just some dude who runs a dark-type rescue center so I'm also not the end-all-be-all and I hope that you don't think that I am nor treat me as such. This is all just gonna be coming from my own research and my interactions from dark-type pokemon.
If you've got any questions regarding a dark-type though please let me know and I'll do my best to answer them.
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