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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐂𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 || 𝐀𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫

“𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶“

Inspo: Kacey Musgraves - Can’t Help Falling In Love

Pairing: Austin Butler x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: You wanted to surprise him on his biggest night.

Warnings: Just fluff that could suffocate you.

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Tonight was the Canne’s Film Festival and you were here to support your husband, who was playing Elvis in the latest biopic of the Memphis legend. It was a fantastic time for you, Austin, and your daughter, Amelie. This was the most exposure Austin had received for a role and his performance ever and you made sure to let him know how proud you were.

Originally, you were supposed to be back home recording your next studio album. But Baz had requested you to fly out and surprise Austin and Amelie. So, always having known your parents to choose family over work, you took the offer. Getting a flight to Mougins and getting a personal escort to the theatre showing the premiere. Thankfully, since no one expected you to be here, no one exactly noticed you considering the security was quick to get you inside and near the front where a piano sat.

But when you entered, you walked in on the longest standing ovation in history. You could see everyone in the room facing Austin, Baz, Precila, and Olivia. Austin had tears rolling down his face, making a smile form on your lips as a security guard motioned you towards the piano. Silently telling you your little surprise was coming up.

So, with the slightest bit of urgency, you quickly tried sneaking your way over. Waving at the few people that noticed you in your subtle dress. But you slid onto the bench, carefully opening the case and adjusting the mic stand before placing your hands in your lap. Waiting for the signal by Baz or another official to start. You had the song in mind already as in the time Austin was playing Elvis, you were getting an earful of the Memphis singer. So, you knew it had to be one of the legend's songs.

When the standing ovation had ended, Baz had been given a mic. After a bit of his speech, he sighed. “It would be a lie if I said that was it,” he announced. “Um, when Austin came onto the project, I had met his wife and daughter, Y/n and Amelie.” The little girl, who was sat in Austin’s arms, grinned wildly at the mere mention of her name. You still weren’t sure how she was going to handle the whole fame ordeal when she got older.

“Y/n is a wonderful woman and a massive innovator to the entirety of music, but I told her- I said, ‘Y/n, I’m going to need you on the soundtrack of this movie, immediately.’” The crowd laughed with Baz as he chuckled. “And she humbly provided a beautiful cover of one of my favourite songs by Elvis. Tonight though, she is here to provide you with a live performance. Everyone, Y/n Butler!”

Austin felt his heart shoot up to his throat as he followed where Baz had motioned to, finding your tearful gaze. Your same beautiful smile on your lips as you waved. Turning to the page with the notes for the piano, you allowed the room to quiet before you began to play.

“Wise men say. Only fools rush in.” Your godly vocal’s carried through the speakers in a soft timbre that eased Austin’s mind. His eyes focused solely on you, never faltering even when Baz touched his shoulder. “But I can’t hello falling in love with you. Shall I stay? Would it be a sin. If I can’t help fall in love with you.”

Austin held Amelie in his arms as he moved down the row of seats. Eyes clouded with tears as he settled down at the bench where you glanced at the pair. Smiling brightly at your husband, who tried to offer the same without breaking his composure.

“Like a river flows. Surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes. Some things are meant to be.” As suddenly as it could’ve been, Austin had adjusted on the bench and moved closer to the mic. One of his hands found your thigh where it stayed as he sang the last verse with you. “Take my hand. Take my whole life, too. For I can't help falling in love with you.”

And it only took a few moments before the crowd watching cheered and clapped. You gave friendly thankful smiles with your attention landing on your husband. Catching him trying desperately to wipe away his tears.

But you found your heart swelling at the sight as you quickly grabbed his wrists and kissed the tears away. Feeling how warm his skin became just by the simple acts of affection and love. “You don’t need to hide from me, honey,” you whispered. “You deserve every bit of love and attention you get.”

With one last lingering kiss on his forehead, you smiled. “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.”

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sparklemichele · 2 years

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Soul Necessities

You were explaining to a customer about High John oil when he walked in. He wore a baseball cap and sunglasses hoping to disguise himself, but you knew who he was since he visited your shop the last three times. You always gave your celebrity clients anonymity as some had come to you for readings and shopped in your shop Soul Necessities for all their needs to help them along their spiritual journey. You finished with your customer and helped another as you watched him looking over your crystal selection. He must have felt you gazing at him as he looked up an caught your gaze. You sheepishly looked away. You wanted to kick yourself as you never gave any customer special treatment, but it was something about his energy that drew you to him. While helping one of your customers you notice he made his selection and headed to the register. You looked around for Dora your assistant to ring him up when you realized she was in the back making more oils. Shit! You would have to ring him up. You were lucky enough to not ring him up his last couple of visits but today it would be your turn. As you walked up to the register, he took off his sunglasses and smiled at you.

“How are you doing?” He greeted. His voice was sexy and raspy, and your knees went weak. This was why you kept yourself from him. His energy had a pull on you, and you could not allow yourself to be caught up.

“I’m good I hope you are.” You gazed in his blue eyes. They were beautiful. He sat a couple crystals on the counter. “So, we are getting Bloodstone and Carnelian today?”

“Yeah, I need the confidence and courage. I’m auditioning for a big role in a couple of days.”

“I’m sure you will get it.” You reached behind the counter and pulled a small piece of Black Tourmaline and put it in his bag with the others. “I’m giving you a piece of Black Tourmaline as it will keep negative energy away.”

“Thank you so much! I’m Austin.” He stuck his hand out to shake and you firmly shook it and of course you felt the electricity between you two. He must have felt it to because his eyes widen a little.

“I’m Y/N.” you let go of his hand.

“Yes, I know, and you are the owner of this beautiful shop.” You looked at him curiously as to how he knew that. “A friend suggested I come here.”

“Oh, that’s great!” You gave him his total and swiped his card he handed you.

“Can I schedule a reading with you.” Austin licked his lips and stared at you intently. Fuck! He knew what he was doing. You felt the sexual energy radiating off him. There was no way you could give him a reading as you were too attracted to him. You berated yourself for the way you felt as you had done plenty of reading for good looking celebrities, but it was something about Austin that threw you off your game. So, you suggested Dora and his micro expression of disappointment flashed across his face. You lied and told him you were booked and handed him Dora’s card. He took the card and thanked you.

“Thank you for this.” He held up his bag of crystals.

“Of course, they will help. Put them in your pockets when you audition. I have a feeling you will get the part.”

Austin smiled his beautiful smile at you, put on his sunglasses and walked out the door. As he exited relief washed over you. He took a lot from you. His energy was just too strong around you. You rung up some customers and Dora finally exited the back with a basket of freshly made oils.

“You finally spoke to him?” she asked stocking the shelf.

“Dora, did you stay in the back on purpose?”

Dora chuckled, “Yes, you needed to talk to him this time. You been lusting after him ever since he’s been coming in here.”

“You little bitch!”

“I know but trust me you will thank me later.”

“For what? I’m staying far away from him. He’s an energy vampire and it’s too much for me.”

“Oh please! He is not intentionally draining you. He is just attracted to you. Why do you think he has been coming here?”

“For his spiritual needs like everyone else.”

“Don’t play dumb.” Dora rolled her eyes at you.

“Well, he asked for a reading, and I gave him your card.”

“That’s for the best cause you won’t be able to do it.”

“I know Dora!”

“Oh now you want to act all wise.” Dora chuckled and went to help a customer that walked in.

Austin had to gather himself when he got into his car. Every time he left your shop, he found himself trembling a little. Now he was a great actor and could hold his composure in front of you, but once he left your shop all bets were off. What was it about you? No woman has ever had him feeling the way you had him feeling. His friend swore by your shop and recommended it and the first time he walked in and saw you he was caught up. You were stunning as you looked up and smiled at him welcoming him to the shop. The last couple of times you were busy with customers, however this time around you were able to cash him out and he saw you up close and you were more beautiful than he imagined. You had on a beautiful yellow sundress that accentuated your dark, brown complexion. Your beautiful locs were pulled up in a messy bun. Your crescent moon shape nose ring added to your beauty. He was hoping he could get a reading from you as an excuse to see you again and was disappointed when you told him you were booked. Right then and there as he sat in the car he decided after his audition he was going to make a point and ask you out.

You were lighting the incense on your Shiva statue when you heard the bell jingle above your door, you looked up and it was Austin. Your heart immediately fluttered. He wasn’t wearing sunglasses this time, he had on dark blue jeans with a black t-shirt and he was the only customer. You looked over at Dora who immediately flew in the back room. You made a point to kill her later.

“Hey.” He said walking up to you. His voice. His sexy strut. You literally had to lean on the counter to support yourself.

“Hey.” You choked back.

“I got the part.”

You smiled excitedly, “I knew you would get it.” Before you knew it you pulled him in a hug. Austin hugged you tight and you found yourself melting against his body. You could not believe you were so bold, and you tried to pull away, but he held you tighter. Austin’s buried his nose in your neck, and he whispered in your ear that he really liked you. You pulled out of the embraced and looked up at him, he was so tall. Damn him and his energy!

“I’m sorry if that was to forward, but there is just something about you. I can’t shake you.” Austin found himself twirling one of your locs around his finger. “I’m not scaring you, am I?” His handsome face frowned with worry. You shook your head no.

“I feel the same.” Hell, you might as well tell him. You were sure it was written all over your face.

“I had my reading with Dora and one of the things she told me was to ask out the person I have been admiring from afar. Can I take you out Wednesday night?”

“On a Wednesday?”

“Dora said something about it’s a full moon and energy. To be honest I didn’t quite understand it, but anything to spend time with you.”

“I would love too.”

“Good it’s a date. I will pick you up at 9.” Austin leaned down and kissed your forehead before heading out the door.

“Don’t you need my address?”

“Oh, I got that already.” He winked at you before exiting the shop.

“DORA!!!” You yelled.

Your body was tingling as you waited for Austin to pick you up. The full moon had your body raw and buzzing. You jumped at the sound of your doorbell and answered the door a little to quickly. On the other side Austin stood in all black looking sexy as fuck.

“Gotdamn” he whispered when he saw you in a short red dress that stopped just above your knees. Your locs were flowing down your back. “My God you are beautiful”

“Thank you.” You told him locking your door.

Austin opened the car door for you and started out of town.

“Austin where are we going?” You asked for the tenth time. Austin looked over at you and smiled his handsome smile. “You’ll see not much further.” After about 30 more minutes of driving Austin pulled into and off-road path and after a few more minutes of driving a beautiful clearing appeared with a direct view of the full moon. You gasped at its sight when you got out of the car. One thing about California was you could hardly see the stars and moon due to pollution. Where you were the moon was stunning and so bright it seemed as if it was daylight. You could not help but laugh and twirl basking in the bright moonlight. Austin chuckled watching you. He had hope he would get this response from you as he knew how much the full moon affected your energy per a little tip from Dora.

“Austin how did you find this place?”

“I have my ways.” With the glow of the moon, you can see him smirking.

“How many women have you brought up here?” You asked side eyeing him.

“None, a friend told me about it.” Austin responded as he took a large basket out of his back seat.

“So, a friend told you about my shop and told you about a beautiful place to see the full moon….who is she?”

Austin chuckled as he sat the basket down and pulled out a large soft blanket. “She is a friend of my mom’s.” Austin explained how she help him become interested in his own spiritual journey as he laid out delicious hors d’oeurves and a bottle of Chardonnay. You both sat on the blanket and got to know one another as you ate and drunk the most delicious Chardonnay you ever had. After a few glasses of the Chardonnay, you were buzzing, and the moons energy intensified the feeling. You put down your wine glass and took Austin’s hand in yours and traced the lines in his palm. “You are going to have such a wonderful career and prosperous life.”

“What does it say about my love life?” He asked sitting his wine glass down.

You smiled, let go of his hand and it landed on your thigh. “No comment.” You told him as heat rose inside of you as you felt his hand rub your thigh. Austin scooted closer to you and slowly lifted your dress.

“Oh really? It says nothing about that?” His voice became deeper and huskier as your legs instinctively open for him. His hand lazily rubbed up your thigh and found your sex.

“No underwear…hmmmm. I like that.” Austin lips came crashing down on yours as he gently laid you back on the blanket. You both passionately kissed as Austin slipped two fingers inside you. You moaned against his lips. Austin began to expertly finger fuck you as you withered under him.

“You’re so wet. That’s all I need to know about the future of my love life.” He whispered against your lips. You were on the verge of coming when he found your G-spot but he abruptly removed his fingers, pulled up your dress and lowered between your legs.

Austin spread your thighs and took his time as his hot tongue licked the inside of each thigh.

You closed your eyes and sighed with pleasure as your fingers played in his dirty blonde hair. After what seem like forever Austin’s tongue finally landed on your swollen clit. As his tongue administered the first of many long licks your eyes flew open, and you stared up at the full moon.

“Thank you, Shiva,” you sighed thanking your favorite deity who know doubt brought Austin into your life.

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saturnville · 10 months

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these four walls.

pairing: austin butler inspired mfc x black!fem!oc. warnings: none. song reference: these four walls, khamari

His eyes grew sore from the blue light. The illumination from a six inch screen was more powerful than he assumed. Heavy eyelids blinked away shallow pools that threatened to form in his ducts. Another minute passed by. Nothing.

A sigh came from him. He reluctantly tore his eyes away from the device and stationed them on the wall ahead of him. It was plain. Clean, but plain. Naked with no scratch or bruise. No decoration to reduce the blandness.

A soft ding came from his device. His large hand cupped the electronic and his blue eyes scanned the message that appeared on the home screen, “I’m on my way.” His heart fluttered within his chest and suddenly, everything in his space needed sprucing before her arrival.

The already cleaned floor needed an extra sweeping, the pillows required extra fluffing, and an imaginary wrinkle on the throw blanket needed to be straightened. By the time he’d finished freshening up his home again, she’d announced her arrival with the scent of her vanilla perfume seeping through the cracks of the doorframe. It caressed the scenery receptors within his body and a chill shot down his spine. Finally.

He peeled the door open and was met with all her beauty and splendor. Soft tendrils rested on her shoulders, sultry eyes guarded by eyelashes coated in the thinnest layer of mascara, and lips that shone with remnants of her favorite cherry lip gloss. He could smell it from his position.

“Hi,” he breathed out. She gave a smile back. “Hi.”

Verbal greetings between them were often short. Their bodies seemed to speak better than their mouths could…unfortunately. They spoke through thick breaths and desperate cries for release until their throats dried and words could no longer escape. A language they were fluent in.

Throughout the evening, sweet nothings were whispered into the atmosphere. Manicured fingers passed through thick locks of blonde hair and calloused palms caressed warm, dark thighs. Soft sighs and love-drunk smiles.

When the moon abandoned its post and the sun took his place, the warmth that once filled the space was whisked away as she tipped toed out of the door. She hoped he wouldn’t notice until she was long gone. She was wrong each time.

When his eyelids peeled open, and his ocean eyes landed on an empty pillow case rather than a bush of curls, his heart sank. His jaw ticked and his throat tightened. How long would he put himself through such an exhausting cycle?

His eyes scanned the walls that surrounded him. Clean, but plain. Naked with no scratch or bruise. No decoration to reduce the blandness. Yet, they didn’t rush out the door at the break of done. They kept him company until the next time she came around. A dangerous cycle.

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adoreyouusugar · 2 years

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I feel like I’ve read ever Austin Butler x Black reader posts and I need more like I’m sorry but I need it

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ranaissingle · 1 year

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Right Here

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Summary: The reader and Austin spend a day at home when the Oscar nominations come out and the reader comforts an insecure Austin the day before. Rating: T (it is straight fluff and I eat that shit up) Pairings: Austin x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1.8k A/N: I haven't posted in like a week bc I couldn't find inspiration but I need more soft Austin content to think about so this is what you guys get instead of Coffee or Tea Pt. 5 lol (Which is the last part by the way and I am currently suffering from writer's block so I'm doing this to distract myself. ) Reader has almost no body descriptors like race, body parts, weight, etc.

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Austin had been counting the days until the Oscar nominations and had run himself ragged in the process. He googled when they would be released at least 4 times a day and consulted his manager about the likelihood of his nomination in the time between. As much as Austin tried to convince himself he didn't care, he hadn't fooled anyone; not even himself.

You were content to watch him at first and assumed it was a natural part of being an actor; you weren't sure what you could do to ease his stress, to begin with. But after the dreaded day drew nearer, Austin's anxiety had shot through the roof and multiplied tenfold. You couldn't bare to watch him wallow in his own misery or stress himself out any longer. So the afternoon before the Oscar nominations were to come out and Austin's anxiety was at an all-time high, you would make your move.

You had planned a delicious at-home dinner followed by a movie and a relaxing day in bed. You had prepared a delicious bolognese sauce with mini bowtie pasta (Austin's favorite) accompanied by a tasty fruit cake for dessert.

You had really outdone yourself.

Austin was due to come back from the day's interview at 6:45 which was perfect for dinner at 7.

You had just finished lighting the dinner candles and switching off the lights when Austin tumbled into the door looking worn out and stressed to high heaven.

You walked up to the door to take his coat and kiss his cheek.

"Welcome home love, how was work?" This had become a routine; Austin would tumble in, you would take his coat, kiss his cheek, and then ask how his day was. That routine was one of Austin's few consistencies in his hectic life and he looked forward to your soft smile and breathy voice during his entire commute home.

"It was alright darlin' how was yours?", he placed his hand on your waist and drew you closer.Just as Austin finished his question to you, it seemed he noticed the lack of fluorescent lighting in the apartment.

"What's up with all the lights not being o-" He set his eyes on the dinner table set with the best dishware and china, the long thin candles lit in the middle, and the unopened bottle of red wine occupying the end of the table.

"You've been so stressed lately and it's taking a toll on your health," you reached up to place your hand on his cheek and swiped your thumb over the discolored skin under his eyes.

"I'm worried about you is all, so I made us dinner and I have a movie qued for us to watch after." Austin gradually wrapped his arms tighter and tighter as you spoke. Eventually, his head landed in your neck and you felt his breaths tickling your clavicle.

"Thank ya darlin' I love ya so much, ya know that?" His voice was ragged. Austin loved being taken care of, but he wouldn't tell anyone that and you loved taking care of him. It was a win-win situation.

You pulled your face away from him to grasp his hands in yours and lead him to the table.

"Darlin this smells delicious, did ya make pasta?"

"Just how you like it, my love." Austin's smile was breathtaking and he looked more alive in that moment than he had in the 2 weeks before.

Austin pulled out your chair before walking around to the table to pull out his own. He tried the pasta and all but moaned in approval.

"Darlin' this is amazing! I swear you cook this better each time." You were glad the hours spent over the stove reducing the sauce with spices and herbs had the desired effect.

"I'm glad you like it Austin! I called up my mom to get some better tips for making a meat sauce. I'm glad the work paid off." You giggled as Austin continued to shovel spoon after spoon of the delicious pasta into his mouth.

Dinner went by pleasantly with both of you conversing about whatever came to mind. Both your legs were intertwined under the table and Austin fidgeted with your hand where it rested on the table.

You both made it through the main course accompanied by the wine and when it came time for dessert, Austin decided he wanted to spoon-feed you the fruit cake as a 'thank you' for all the hard work you had put in to prepare a delicious meal for him.

Austin had been drained and tired for what felt like an eternity but it seems an afternoon with you and a home-cooked meal was all he needed to recover.

Austin had asked you three times to let him help you with the dishes but you had profusely refused and all but shoved him into your bedroom as you told him to relax and kissed his forehead.

"I can take care of the dishes myself and I'll just be putting them in the dishwasher anyway." You waved your hand to emphasize how light the work would be.

Austin frowned but eventually let out an "Alright darling whatever you say." accompanied by a heavy sigh and a 'thank you' kiss on your temple.

You did the dishes in record time because you wanted to spend some time with Austin before his eventual crash. He wasn't going to last through the whole movie as was evident by his eye bags and already drooping eyelids.

You crossed the living room and opened the door to your shared bedroom. Austin had changed into his pajamas and was tucked under the covers while he read one of his mystery novels.

"Hey, baby," you spoke as you entered the room and Austin perked up, "I was thinking, we can still watch the movie if you want but you're looking a little tired and I don't want to keep you up, especially when you need all the rest you can get. So, what do you choose?"

"Could we just cuddle and go to sleep? I am feelin' pretty tired." He tilted his head in the most endearing way as he asked and you were happy to satisfy his request.

You crawled into the bed and opened the blanket and your arms to invite Austin into a hug. His smile was breathtaking as he practically threw his book onto the nightstand and shimmied under the sheets to get closer to you.

His head found purchase in your neck yet again and his arms wrapped around you to hold your hips in his embrace. You settled one hand on his back to rub circled on his spine while the other raked its way through his soft locks. You knelt your head down to whisper how proud you were of him, how much you loved him, and how he had nothing to worry about because he was guaranteed an oscar nomination tomorrow. He kissed your necks over and over as you spoke and only buried himself further into your form when you finished speaking.

The dim street lights reflecting into the room and the lavender diffuser you had on at all times calmed Austin. He eventually relaxed in your embrace and spoke a mumbled "I love you" before finally nodding off.

"I love you more."

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The sunlight streamed in through the half-drawn curtains and illuminated the room with a soft and warm light. The both of you were still fast asleep in the position you had slept in the night before; although Austin seemed to be nestled impossibly closer to you. He had fallen asleep in record time and had not woken up in a cold sweat once during the entire night. His dreams were filled with mundane days spent at home and your smile took center stage in his every thought.

Alas, although you and Austin had both forgotten what day today was, his manager had not been so lucky. The Oscar nominations had been released in the early morning and you both had slept ever soundly through it. Taylor, Austin's manager, had been awake at the crack of dawn refreshing her inbox and the official oscar website. As soon as the nominations dropped, she picked up her cell to call Austin. It took her 4 attempts before your sleep-ridden voice made its way into her receiver.

You picked the phone up to your ear and mumbled a broken

"Hello?"

" OH MY GOD THANK GOODNESS SOMEONE ANSWERED. AUSTIN GOT THE NOMINATION!" Her voice blared into your ear making you wince and pull the phone away from your face.

"What??? Are you serious Taylor??!!" You tried to keep your voice soft so as to not wake Austin before you confirmed the news.

"YES, THE NOMINATIONS WERE RELEASED A FEW MINUTES AGO!"

"Okay, I'll tell Austin! He is still asleep so I'll have to wake him up." Said man was still tucked into your neck but had begun to stir.

"Pleeeeeease do, he has been waiting for this nomination for so long and you and I both know he deserves it."

"I know Taylor, thank you for calling so many times it would have been a shame if we missed this."

After ending the phone call, you put the phone down and wrapped your arms back around Austin while leaning your mouth into his ear and running your hand down his back.

"Austin baby, you have to wake up love. We can't sleep in any longer." Austin stirred but did not fully wake up. You stroked his back again before using your words to coax him up into the world of the awake.

Austin's facelifted slowly out of your neck to turn to where the light was streaming into the room and he placed his head over your heart while he slowly woke up.

"Austin, Taylor just called." You felt him tense his arms around you as he braced himself for the bad news. You just wrapped your arms tighter around him and whispered, so softly he barely heard you at all

"You did it, my love, you got nominated for best actor by the Oscars. Out of so many actors, they chose you! I'm so proud of you Austin, you worked so hard and you did it, baby. You did it, my love."

Austin's choked sobs were palpable in the room.

"I did it? A-are you serious? I actually got nominated?" He had picked his head up from your chest and sat up to look at you.

Taking his face in between both your hands you gazed into his eyes.

"Yes, you did Austin. Believe it and live it because you deserve it. All your hard work has paid off and I will always be right here for you, for as long as you'll have me."

Austin's teary eyes and blissful smile made your heart flutter in a way you never knew was possible.

Never in your life had you loved someone like you loved Austin.

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This got very sappy very fast but I can't say that I'm mad at it. I also think that Austin probably needs a lot of assurance right now just like the rest of us. I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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jazziejax · 18 days

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PR & Matchmaking

Pairing- Callum Turner x OC! India Hayes

Summary- The flirtatious banter between two co-stars that are trying to make the most of their PR contract while also wondering if what they’re felling is real or not.

Warnings- none

Author’s Note- I haven’t written anything on here in so long so please be easy one me guys. I just wanted to post something because it’s been a while and I felt like Callum Turner needed more love.

Word Count- 2,131

Lights were flashing like crazy and the people were going wild as they walked onto the carpet. Tonight was the premiere of Masters of The Air, a drama miniseries on Apple TV that explores the aerial wars of WWII through enlisted men of the Mighty Eighth Air Force.

At first, the red carpet was filled with the men from the show, some posing for the perfect shot while others did interviews to talk about the show. Though all were dapper as the cameras clicked and flashed to capture their noticeable charm. One of the stars, Callum Turner, was in the middle of answering a question after being asked what was his biggest takeaway from a show like this.

“I mean, it’s taught me a lot. More than I knew it would, which is always great. Working with such amazing people has to be the greatest takeaway—.” The sound of his words were barely audible under the screams of the crowd. His face morphed into a shell of shock for only the briefest moment before he chuckled and turned his head to see what that commotion was about. His first assumption was that it was Austin and Barry offering tons of fanservice with their flirtatious banter.

But he couldn’t have been more wrong.

He could hardly see through the flashing lights but he could discern one name through what the photographers were saying.

“India!”

“India, this way!”

Even though he wasn’t facing the camera fully, it still caught the smile that graced his lips at the sound of the woman's name. From another angle, you could see him looking down the carpet at the girl in black, staring at her figure as she posed.

Realizing he’s still on camera and was in the middle of talking, Callum chuckled as she turned back to his interviewer. “Speaking of amazing—.” He laughed along with the guy, gesturing to the woman down the carpet.

“Did you guys and the Angels of War cast get to do any work together? Can we expect to see a crossover?” The man asked before holding his mic out to Callum. Said man pursed his lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I can’t say, you have to watch the show and see.” He joked.

Moments later, India was being asked her own set of questions.

“We’ve all seen Angels of War, we all loved it. It was great. But I must know what you think of Masters of the Air.” The woman asked her.

India smiled, prepared for her words to soon come bite her in the ass. “I loved it, it was so amazing and so detailed that you couldn’t help but fall in love it.” India smiled, her southern accent strong on her tongue. “I felt so connected to the characters because of such great acting.” She offered a soft smile. “But it was hard payin’ attention in some scenes because everyone was so sexy.” She laughed along with interviewer.

“Right! I’m glad you said it before I did.” The woman with the mic spoke.

“Yeah, but I’m gonna watch anything with Callum Turner in it.” India winked with a small smirk on her lips. This caused the interviewer to make a sound of excitement, knowing she just got her clip of the week. India just smiled and laughed along, knowing she was working her PR arm a little too much. But she liked riling people up, it’s why she was so loved.

“I have to agree with you, I am the same way with Henry Cavil.” The woman chuckled. Her eyes moved a tad to catch a glimpse of a tall figure dressed in black behind India’s shoulder. “And speaking of Callum Turner.” She beamed.

India turned her torso to see said man not too far from them walking somewhere along the outskirts of the red carpet, a few people straggling behind him. Seeing movement out of the corner of his eye, Callum glanced to his left to see India and the interviewer staring at him, the camera slightly angled his way. A large smile made its way onto his face as he walked closer.

“Callum!” India said excitedly, opening her arms in invitation. His eyes disappeared behind the folds on his cheeks as he moved to embrace the woman once he made it to her. She wrapped her arms his neck while his went to her waist. Her height and hills made it to where her head fit almost perfectly within the nook of his neck. As she moved back slightly to grab a hold of his jaw and place a firm kiss on his cheek, his hands traveled from her waist to her hips. His large hands almost sitting on top of her bottom. Since they weren’t as close to the mic as they were before, the camera couldn’t pick up on any of what was being said.

“Did you play it up before I got here?” India asked through a smile as she drug her hand from his face to his chest.

“Why yes I did, darling.” He beamed down at the girl. “And I can see you are trying to upstage me.” He said before starting to rub his hands up and down the curve of her back. The tips of his middle fingers grazing one another as they traversed the span of her waist. India then made a dramatic sad face, her large eyes never leaving his. “Oh, never that.” She cooed. “I am just trying to get us both paid.” She cheesed before turning around to finish her interview. Callum followed after her, keeping his hand around her waist.

“Sorry about that. Speak of the devil and he shall appear and all that.” India said sarcastically, nodding her head over to the man behind her. The interviewer laughed, looking between the two. “It’s so good to now have you here with us, Callum, how are you?” She asked.

“I’m doing far better now that I’ve seen her.” The man smirked, glancing down at the woman on his arm as his hand moved from her hip to lying flat on her stomach. . India dramatically rolled her eyes at him, moving to place her hand on top of his. “He’s so cheesy.” She said.

“Only for the right price.” His voice said above her head. India burst into a fit of chuckles, angling her head to look up at the man without turning around. They shared a knowing look before going back to looking at the interviewer, who was red in the face from just watching their interactions.

“Well aren’t you two quite the pair!” She exclaimed. “Are we going to be seeing your characters together any time soon? I think it’s time for Loretta to settle down.” She asked before holding out the mic.

“Well, first off, Loretta needs no man!” India said, sassily waving her finger, causing the others to chuckle. “She probably would have liked one in a time such as then but needed one? No thank you.” She joked, although her words had a seemingly undertone due to the topic of her statement. “And secondly, you’ll just have to wait and see. I wouldn’t get my hopes up though.” She shrugged.

“Well, those are all the question I had for you, thank you two so much for being here!” She said excitedly.

“No, thank you for having us.” India said before giving the woman a small hug, Callum’s hand moving to her waist as she moved. She then finished her hug and walked away with Callum on her hip.

“Do you think we’re laying it on thick?” India asked, looking up at him. Callum looked down at her, the lights reflecting of her big eyes. She had a black silk scarf on her head on the carpet, but it was no gone, along with her shades, to show her short cut. He brought his hand up to the back of her neck, playing with the small hairs there. “No, I don’t think so.” He said, his suave demeanor dropping in a second of comfortability with her. “And if so, isn’t that kind of the point?” India didn’t answer his rhetorical question, caught up in the feeling of his hands playing in her short hair.

“We have the same haircut.” She said after a moment of silence, the two just staring at each other. Callum’s blue eyes twinkled in the light as he smiled at her. “Yeah, we do.”

“Although I think mines a little better, maybe I can give you my barbers number?” He finished before walking away from her. India’s mouth dropped but wasn’t for long as she caught up to his long legs and hit him in the arms. “I cannot believe you said that. You know I look way better than you with his haircut.” She sassed, rolling her eyes at the man before walking faster than him. Callum smiled his eyes following her figure as she walked back to the red carpet, where her life long friend, Janelle, was gesturing her over on the carpet with the rest of the Angels of War cast.

India scurried over, her and Janelle standing in the middle with the other girls on the side, all posing for the camera. Callum stood off on the side, looking at them while the lights flashed behind him. His eyes were trained on India as she and Janelle exchanged words before bubbling into laughter.

After a while longer, India looked over and made eye contact with him. They both immediately smiled at each other, eyes showing nothing but pure affection. She then detached one of her arms from Janelle and beckoned him over. Callum slightly shook his head. Seeing his hesitation, her face became serious as she beckoned him over again, although her movements were a little harsher this time. He was about to reject the offer again before his shoulder jerked forward slightly. His glanced back to his Austin gesture his head over to the carpet before walking off and over to his girlfriend Janelle, although no one else knew that piece of information.

He followed after him, his eyes locked on India playfully stern ones, the rest Masters of the Air cast following behind him and Austin. Once he made it to her, her eyes softened as he slipped behind her. While they waited for everyone to settle into their places, she smiled up at him before leaning back a little, her back met his torso. Her head laid on his chest as she looked up at him with a big fake smile. Callum looked down at her, staring into the eyes he thought looked beautiful from any angle. Trapped within her gaze, he leaned down a little, the tip of his large nose brushing against her forehead as he sniffed her. India crunched her eyebrows at him before raising her head to look back at the cameras. She still had her back against him, although you couldn’t tell unless you got a side angle.

“Enough of your flirting.” Austin piped up behind his smile as he glanced over at the pair dressed in all black.

“What, are we outshining the real couple?” Callum asked, smirking over at his friend.

“Outshine?” Austin asked. “Oh, you don’t even wanna know the things I’d do if we were public.” He finished, his grip tightening on Janelle’s waist as he continued to pose for the pictures. Said woman’s face flushed as she laughed and glanced up at him. They looked at each other for the briefest of seconds before going back to their original poses.

“This whole thing is so backwards.” India scoffed with a smirk on her face as the camera flicked to catch the moment between Austin and Janelle. Callum looked down at her and placed his hand on her hip, squeezing her fat as he sensed she was getting irritated. “Oh, but you love it.” He said joked, his deep voice vibrating through the both of them. Although she didn’t look up at him, India smiled at his words. “Yeah…you got me there.” She said, but couldn’t decide whether she was serious or not.

Social media went into a complete frenzy over those two. Clips of their cute moments floating all around the internet, some “fake”, you could say and others more authentic. Stills of Callum staring at India so lovingly were all over her feed, almost sending their girl into a spiral from seeing her own face that much. Compilations of every time they interacted during the premiere had millions of views as everyone speculated what they were. People were talking about the pair for weeks, which is just what their management wanted.

Indiahayes ✓⃝

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indiahayes happy masters of the air day!! go watch the show full of sexy men that kiss! ;)

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janellethat no one kissed guys :(

⤷ Indiahayes hush, don’t spoil the show!

callumsnumber1gurl let’s talk about these premiere photos hun!

callumturnerburner you and Callum look soo good together!!

⤷ austinbutlerbutt you are not sneaky at all

austinbutler Angels of War sister! 🤍

⤷ Indiahayes Masters of the Air brother!🖤

anthonyboyle why are you and Nina on the furniture?

⤷ ninasimone because we’re American 🇺🇸 🦅

randosuper3 it’s times like this where I wish Callum had an instagram 😔

lovelyrando you and Callum looked amazing together and I hope what you guys have lasts long

auatinslove are we just not going to talk about Janelle and Austin? What’s going on there???

⤷ indiassuperfan7 adults being adults

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mamasturn · 6 months

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dirty dancing pt. 9

pairing austin!elvis x black!fem!oc (cynthia). warning: 18+ steam, suggestive themes. content: cynthia and elvis get married. tags: @neeville @dulcewrites @crash-and-cure @cvpidspearl @blackwriter48 @wonderprince @venus2eros @adoreyouusugar @sunshinetoday1 @cosmic-parker @kaitaesupremacy @librarydame @louderfortheback @thetaoofzoe

note: well…long time, no see

“Marry me, baby.”

Cynthia’s hands released the utensils they held. A loud clatter ricocheted off the decorated walls of the dining room. The curls upon her head curtained her eyes, but they were blown wide in shock. Slowly, she tuned to the left. Her eyes found his baby blues, which were filled with hope as he descended onto one knee.

In his hand was a black velvet box. He pulled the cap back to reveal the most piece of jewelry she’d ever seen. And, it was authentically her. She’d expressed to him that as she’d gotten older, she found an indescribable beauty in the color green. Cynthia was well-aware that he was attentive; she just never knew he was so attentive that he’d propose to her with an emerald ring.

It was beautiful, goodness, was it beautiful. The emerald diamond was at least three karats, and it was the star of the show. Its setting was gold with vines entagling the band. He pulled it out of the box and brought it closer to her.

“I don’t want to spend my life with anyone else but you, Cyn. You came in my life and changed my desires. I’d be a fool to let you slip through my fingertips. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine, as long as you’ll have me.”

A tearful laugh fell from Cythia’s lips. “Where will we go?” The four words held so much weight, and he knew why. No one in the south would approve of the union of a white man and a Black woman--it was unheard of. But, Elvis knew that already, and he was determined to get what he wanted. There was one state that would grant their wishes--California. California had legalized interracial marriage in 1948, and if she said yes, he already had the first flight there arranged. He just needed a yes.

He stood to his feet and placed the box on the table. Cynthia looked up at him, her brown eyes teary and filled with a million unreadable emotions. “California. They’ll accept us out there. They don’t believe in the silliness them people in the south believe. We can get married, baby. All you gotta do is say yes, and we’ll go. It’ll be me an’ you forever. Baby…”

Cynthia stared at the ring and it stared back at her. What would she tell her parents? They were already suspicious of her relationship with Elvis and feared for her safety daily. Their Black daughter was in a committed relationship with the most famous singer in the world. That was dangerous enough. How much further was she willing to go?

She wanted to be his wife, she truly did. But she was scared. What would happen when people found out? Would they try to hurt them? A part of her challenged her concerns because her relationship was nobody else’s concern, and who was society to tell them who to love? Yes, they were of different races, but it was no reason to repel a love that was so strong and profound. They weren’t hurting anyone.

Her lips twisted as she nodded. “Let’s get married.”

“You look beautiful, darlin’.” Cynthia’s eyes dropped toward her dress. It was a simple, white slip dress that’d been hiding in her closet. It was form fitting and stopped just below her knees. Accompanied by silver pointed heels, she was the most stunning bride. She rushed her makeup in the courtroom bathroom and took the rollers out of her hair, which produced the most voluminous curls. The new layered haircut fit her wonderfully.

“Thank you. You look handsome as always.” He wore a simple black suit, nothing too crazy. He was flamboyant any other day, but chose to have the more simplistically beautiful wedding of his dreams.

“We are gathered here today…”

Their eyes met and giddy smiles spread across their faces. A dream had become a reality. All the worries and fears were washed away when she heard, “you may now kiss the bride.” Cynthia welcomed the passionate kiss and scattered applause from the judge an the officiant. It wasn’t the most ideal wedding, but it was perfect for them, and that’s what mattered. “Mr. and Mrs. Presley, congratulations.”

“Mrs. Presley…I love the sound of that.” They’d found a hotel to stay in for the evening before flying back to Graceland the following morning. The hotel service was luxurious, as they wanted the best for Elvis Presley and his wife. They stayed in the presidential suite on the top floor, which was decked out to the nine.

Large windows that oversaw the city, flowers and plants that reminded her of Graceland, chandeliers above them, and a King sized bed with an angel-white comforter, which she laid on comfortably.

Cynthia turned her head to meet his eyes and smiled gently. She loved it too. Cynthia Irene Presley. Music to her ears. Elvis stood at the end of the bed admiring her beauty. She was freshly showered and dressed in her white nightgown with lace trimming. Her makeup had been removed and her hair was tied with a satin scarf. God, she looked so beautiful to him.

Her brown eyes were blown wide with love and adoration as they followed his movements toward her. She sat up on her elbows and spread her legs just slightly to make room for his body.

Elvis crawled over her, his breath fanning her lips gently. Cynthia shuddered. His pink lips captured hers and she welcomed the feeling.

She loved intimate moments with Elvis, and she could only imagine how much better their interactions would get since they were married. It would mean they’d finally go all the way.

Cynthia and Elvis had dabbled in other forms of sexual intimacy, but had never crossed the line of penetration, as Cynthia requested. She was grateful for her husband’s patience with her, and was more than ready to give herself to him fully.

“Elvis,” she moaned softly as his lips traveled down her body. What a sight to see, it was. Him working his way down her quivering body with darkening eyes and swollen lips. Her, jerking at every touch he gave her and calling him name so gently.

“Yeah, baby…” His large hands cupped her hips as his thumbs traced the waistband of her panties. Slowly, he slid them down her legs. Cynthia kicked them to the side.

“Come here.” She pulled him upwards and kissed him again. Her lips moved toward his ear, which she nibbled on softly. Elvis moaned softly. “Make love to me, Mr. Presley.”

He burned with desire. Elvis hummed softly and instructed her to lay back. His hand slid up her abdomen, leaving goosebumps in the wake. He reached behind her back, looking to unclip her bra. She lifted up to help remove the article of clothing.

Soft pants and breaths of anticipation passed through her lips as Elvis’ warm lips traveled down the valley or her chest, around her clothed hips, and between her thighs, where he teasingly and strategically kissed around the place she wanted him the most.

He lifted his eyes, finding Cynthia with closed eyes and a heaving chest. Her lip was caught between her teeth. She looked down at him when she felt him stop.

She tensed suddenly. Elvis rubbed her thighs gently as a way of reassurance. He wouldn’t push her, though. If she needed time to prepare, he’d give her all the time in the world.

“Relax, baby, relax…”

Cynthia nodded slowly. She didn’t want it to be weird, but she was indeed nervous. But, it was Elvis, she reminded herself. She had no reason to be. All of her worries went away when she felt his lips on her. A gasp fell from her lips, “Elvis…”

“You okay?”

Cynthia nodded tiredly against his chest. “I’m okay.” She’d fantasized what her first time would be like, and Elvis exceeded her expectations. She felt so loved, adored, and honored. He paid close attention to her body and made sure her pleasure was the priority, and for that, she couldn’t have been more thankful.

“Mrs. Presley…” Elvis said for what seemed to be the millionth time. It didn’t bother her, though; she enjoyed hearing it. “I love you, darlin’.”

“I love you more, Mr. Presley.”

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flowersforfics · 11 days

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FEYD RAUTHA HARKONNEN

☁︎ = Angst, ꨄ= Fluff, ᵔᴥᵔ= parent/pregnancy, ☆= smut, ୨୧= Platonic, ☾= toxic, ☼= yandere, ꩜=Black!Reader, ✿=POC!Reader, 🐾=Race neutral, 🫧= Fem!reader, ♬=GN!Reader, 𝄞= Male!Reader, 𐰁=plus size!Reader, ✮= Skinny!reader, 🕷= Tall!reader, 🗝=Short!reader

Credits to @cafekitsune for the divider

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idkwhatimdoingherehonestlyy · 1 year

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Girl… you say you uncomfortable writing smut but repost stuff involving smut and follow smut writers…..

Like girl your hypocritical

And the fact that your too scared to write smut like your dumb af. If you wanna make it in the fanfic writer world you need smut or you’ll get no hype on your boring ass stories LMFAOOO💀

At the end of the day writing these non smut stories isn’t gonna get you anywhere hun <3 😭 much love ig🫣

oh.. look im sorry i dont mean to come off hypocritical at all…. that wasn’t my intention. i don’t write smut because it makes me “uncomfortable” and when i say that it just makes me feel weird because it’s hard for me to write! i mean im not good at all. aand im sorry my stories are boring. i tryyy really hard on my stories. i prefer reading other smut because it’s well written and i love supporting other writers…❤️. writing fanfics are fun for me and kind of a coping mechanism and im not worried about being suuuuper hyped as a fanfic writer i just want people to enjoy my stories as much as i enjoy theirs! im really sorry for being a hypocrite i didn’t know that was how i was coming off trust me! also with the smut thing im sorry i know it must be weird and ill try to fix my writing abilities but im just not good at writing smut. I feel bad i didn’t meet your needs or pleases as a writer and ill try to do better you can count on me for that!

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infernalodie · 2 years

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Hi!! As we know one of Austin’s hobbies is photography so i wanted to know if you could write a fic about him and his new wife on honey moon and he pretty much just keeps on taking pictures of her like everywhere and one the pictures specifically like this one - https://pin.it/7jiFxMM

That’s it thank you lots!! 💕💋

𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 || 𝐀𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫

"𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘱 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 '𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘙𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩"

Inspo: Kaleo - I Want More

Pairing: Austin Butler x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: He’s simply fascinated in you.

Warning: Just super damn fluffy.

Words 1172

Iceland was a beautiful place.

It had been on your bucket list of places to go to since you were just a little kid. The magical places that you’d seen in photos had stuck with you. The volcanoes, the hot springs, geysers, lava fields, and the lakes that still held small icebergs. Something about the Nordic island nation had fascinated you and for a while, you didn’t know if you’d ever go based on your money situation.

But that was when you met the man of your dreams.

“Y/n!” Austin’s voice drew your eyes from the inside of the large frozen cave. Seeing the man pointing his camera at you and not hesitating to take a picture. Which made your face drop and your eyes glare at your husband, who laughed in amusement as he walked over.

You and Austin had been together for 7 years. It had been on the first big movie that you were directing. It was a thriller drama and Austin surprisingly took to it well. For 2 years, you and he worked closely with one another on the film. Him playing the lead role and you directing the entire thing. You don’t know how it happened, but after the premiere, the two of you spent the night together. Which was the beginning of what led to you two now in Iceland on your honeymoon.

Coming to a stop, Austin’s jaw dropped at the sight of the cave. “This is wild,” he muttered, following you inside. Guitar case in hand as you scanned the ice that lined the walls of the cave structure. Above was where a massive hole was, allowing natural light to shine through and cause the ice walls to glimmer beautifully. Rocks and small boulders sat in the corners of the room, making you cautious of each step you took.

Austin watched you press your hand to the ice. A smile formed on his lips as he took a picture and lowered his camera. “Do you think there’ll be an echo?” You inquired the man, lips curved into an eager grin as you placed the case down.

He shrugged. “Let’s find out.” Clearing his throat, he swept his dyed black hair out of his face. “Oh, let our love survive! I’ll dry the tears from your eyes!”

As hoped for, an echo of your husband's voice responded back clearly. A smirk formed on your lips as you slung your guitar strap around your shoulder. “You’re getting better, Mr. Presley,” you teased. “Soon enough, you’ll be singing like the legend from Memphis.”

The only response given was a playful nudge as he passed by you. Scanning the inside of the cave and turning to you again and lifting his camera. Crouching down as you reached up, lifting your sweater and revealing your hot caramel skin. Austin quickly angled the lens a bit to the left before snapping a picture. The picture is of your ass with the smallest of glimpses of the thong you wore underneath the denim jeans. A small inkling of what would be in store for him later.

Ever since he met you, there was something fascinating about you. Austin couldn’t help but think your body was perfect in a picture frame. Your face was so beautiful that it could gain the focus of any camera in the world. Everything about was intriguing and fantastic. To the point that he could help just taking pictures of you. Not only because it was adorable when you got flustered, but it was also something he wanted to put in some books. Get them finished in the red room back home and then put them in a book so that when you two had kids, they would understand why he zones out and just stares at you. They needed to understand the beauty their mother had.

“Well, I had a beautiful girl teach me,” he replied easily, earning an unimpressed look from you as you adjusted the hem of your sweat. He grabbed the took off his head and gently put it on yours.

“Oh, well, thank you, mister,” you quipped.

“Just doing my civic duty, ma’am.” Austin played along as you giggled and walked forward with your guitar in hand.

Inhaling deeply, you began to strum the guitar. Hearing Austin’s vintage boots cause rocks to crush and move as he slowly moved around you. Camera raised and taking pictures of you. The lighting was perfect with the sky covered in clouds blocking out the sun, you looked heavenly.

You noticed but smiled as you lowered your head and continued to play. “And meet me there,” you sang. “Bundles of flowers. We’ll wade through the hours of cold.”

“Winter shall howl at the walls. Tearing down doors of time.” Your eyes flickered up to Austin who stood with hands behind his back, singing along with you. “Shelter as we go.” The cold atmosphere was now replaced with a warmth that filled your chest as you began to blink rapidly. Lowering your head once more to hide the random burst of euphoria.

“And promise me this,” you sang. “You’ll wait for me only. Scared of the lonely arms.”

“Surface, far below these birds.” Austin finished as you continued to play.

Your fingers moved effortlessly across the guitar. There were a few things that you got in return for your husband becoming Elvis. The big thing was that he taught you how to play guitar last year. Slowly, it began to take over your life and now you and Austin occasionally spend time playing together. Just doing songs that the both of you love. It was like you two were your own little band.

Slowly you began slowing down, not strumming as hard and allowing yourself to relax. Which was what the cords sounded like. Like they were relaxing and falling into a deep sleep.

Austin watched you play the last cord where it vibrated out until silence. Your head flickered up to Austin, who smiled softly. “I love you. You know that, right?” He asked.

“Oh, I know.” You nodded towards the camera strapped around his neck. “I am sure all the photos you take home will show just how much you do.”

He laughed as he placed his hands on your waist. “Tell me you love me.” The small flashes of tears could be seen on your cheeks, which was an embarrassing look. Rarely did you cry over small things, but it finally hit you that things were coming true. You were married to the man of your drinks, you have finally come to your favourite part of the world, and there’s still so much in store. So, perhaps it wasn’t as small as you thought it to be.

“I love you, Austin,” you sniffled. “I love you more than this world could ever give.”

“Then don’t cry, baby.” He gently used his thumb to wipe the tears away. Your head leaned into his warm touch as he smiled softly. “You are my world, sweetheart.”

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incorectly · 2 years

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✨ ✨Appreciation Post ✨ ✨

Dear Blogs that write for Black Readers x Austin Butler or any of his characters he’s played (Or any Black Reader x Any Person), Please don't stop writing, all of y'all’s work is some of THE BEST to be written, EVER. (I’ve been apart of ALOT of fandoms and have read a ton of work) None can compare, you make black women feel seen by making stories that are relatable to US. (Even if it’s made up). So this is for you, I APPRECIATE all of you and all the time and dedication you put into your work, it does not go UNSEEN or OVERLOOKED, because if I come across your work I’m always liking and reblogging (I’m getting better at reblogging y’all’s work) because I’m always rooting for y'all even if your work isn’t getting the recognition it deserves. You are SEEN.

Sorry for Rambling it was just on my heart to share

(Tagging a couple people who I think are amazing writers) (If I didn't tag you drop a comment I would love to see your work I’m always up to read more stories)

@dulcewrites @mamasturn @infernalodie @that-one-anxious-mango @enchantinglyjade @chaeycunty @geminixevans-stan @mauvecherie-writes @syntheticavenger @afriendlyblackhottie @dramaqueeenamby @royallyprincesslilly @blackwomanwriter @jbrizzywrites

(Those are just a few from the Austin butler Fandom and Chris Evans Fandom (Although I need to read more of Chris Evans because I’m slacking, Austin has a tight grip on me)

Love all of you.🤎

-Incorectly

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saturnville · 3 months

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sweet goodbyes, major john egan

pairing: major john “bucky” egan (masters of the air) black fem oc (amelia egan)

content: john is being shipped to England to serve in the war; his departure comes with sweet goodbyes

an: callum turner is my new white boy of the month, yay!

“Close your eyes, darlin’. You can’t keep trying to fight sleep.” His voice warmed the deepest parts of her insides. Her stomach fluttered and she couldn’t fight to dopey smile that crept along her lips. She whined in objection, ignoring how her eyelids fluttered.

“I don’t want to sleep,” she murmured, words slurred and almost incoherent. Her hand ran down the lace neckline of her white nightgown; a gift from her mother-in-law from her wedding night. Her hand then traveled over to his dark hair, massaging his curls. “Want to stare at you alllll night.”

His soft chuckle forced her eyes open. He caressed her warm cheek “That’s nice, doll, but you should get your rest. I gotta be out early in the morning. Gotta have coffee together.” It was a ritual. Every morning, he’d wake her up at the break of dawn with a steaming cup of coffee and a bowl of oatmeal. It was a simple gesture, but it was what she grew to love. Cuddled in the sheets, sipping from their mugs and feeding each other spoonfuls of hot oats. She’d have to get used to eating by herself.

She huffed in disdain. John chuckled and wrapped his strong arms around her body. He pressed a firm kiss against her cheek, then her nose, then her lips. She returned his advances immediately. Her hand gripped his neck as she pulled him closer. “Amelia…”

Amelia’s leg crept along his waist and she silently urged him to take the hint. He whispered a gentle, are you sure, against her lips, which she replied with her hips pressed against his.

John gripped the plushness of her thigh and pushed it back, slotting his body between her legs. Her breaths were heavy and quivered with desire. His large hands clenched the fabric of her nightgown, pushed it up her body, and tossed it across the room. “I love you, you know that?”

“Mhm.” Her mind couldn’t create a coherent sentence with him touching her so delicately. “I love you, too.”

The moon shone through the curtains. Amelia felt the weight of sleep finally pulling her down. Her husbands presence comforted her as his whispered declarations of love lingered in the air. Reluctantly, she stopped battling drowsiness and succumbed to its authority.

The warmth of his love wrapped around her like a blanket, and the anticipation of their morning ritual brought a bittersweet smile to her lips. She couldn’t help but savor the small moments she had left, knowing that tomorrow would be different.

Yet, within their tender embrace and exchange of affections, their love was a solidified anchor that promised a new daw filled with cups of coffee and the joy of each’ other’s company.

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polydeuces · 2 years

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𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫: austin butler x black fem! reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: your husband austin is away shooting dune part two. you start to go down memory lane when you realize how much you miss him and your little family you have together.

— requests are open !

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therealy/n: do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there? is your heart filled with pain, shall i come back again? tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?

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rileykeough: I wonder if you're lonesome tonight?

devonleecarlson: crying. this is so bittersweet :(

florencepugh: you'll see him soon, darling! tell the baby i can't wait to see them blossom in the world!

emmalouisecorrin: coming over and i’m bringing ice cream 🍨

tessamaethompson: i want a love like your love.

pollyannabennett: two souls bound to fall deeply in love.

nattyiceofficail: ohh my heart is melting

altonmason: tell your man to stop texting me about how you're doing! love you btw

anyataylorjoy: a love that not only Shakespeare could write

liked by y/nistrouble, auspresley, viadejonge4ever, and 129,294 others

y/nbutlerupdates: not abt y/n/n, but about her husband. pic a fan took of florence pugh and austin butler out to dinner in budapest. 2022. flo and aus are in budapest filming dune part two. photo via arnoldicaro on instagram.

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gowiththeflo: flo looks so cute omg & this duo is everything

y/nistrouble: take the hat off, butler i wanna see the hair.

auspresley: he can do anything and ill fall apart

viajonge4ever: HES IN DUNE PART TWO?? SINCE WJEN??

austindaily: the fake picture of your friend trick a classic

mydarlingy/n: y/n is so damn lucky

liked by bazluhrmann, olivia_dejonge, and 5,284,838 others

austinbutler: I feel so honored to have loved you for as long as I have and to create something so beautiful with you. Thank you, my love, for being my rock. Thank you for supporting everything I do. You are divine. I can’t wait to see you and to see my family once again. I adore you.

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they/nbulter: to quote Ian McEwan, “I’ve never had a moment’s doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life.” You’re a star. 🤍

ausfan29: 🥺❤️❤️

bazluhrmann: To be killing it in the industry and be such a dotting husband- and father - is hard work but you have excelled at it. Can’t wait to see what the future has in store for you and your family.

y/naus35: stopp im sobbing sliding down the wall!! this is so cute!!

olivia_dejonge: I’m so happy that y/n came into your life. You have a permanent smile etched onto your face now, you guys are a perfect duo! (Soon to be trio!!) send me baby pics Xx

y/nfan29: husband!aus in real life?? omg ??

_ashleybee_ : So proud of you Austin! I cherish the times you and y/n/n come over and now you’ll have a little one around too!! Can’t wait. Love you!

cancely/n: PR RELATIONSHIP!!! ⚠️⚠️ ⤿ inlovewithaus: bffr. they have a child on the way. ⤿ y/nupdates: bro be so serious rn lmao they’ve been together FOREVER! just say you wanted Austin but couldn’t have him and move on.

yourmom: Thank YOU for being y/n’s rock and for being the best husband anyone could ever have. Grateful for you. Xx.

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yoongis-black-grilfriend · 2 years

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KINKTOBER AND 500 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

First off I want to say thank you guys so much for 500 followers I have never expected this and I really appreciate you guys so much!

With that being said I wanted to do something for you guys for the month of October 💖

So each week I will be writing one blurb and one imagine about two different people.

Warning most of these will be smutty and will contain dark content so please beware of that my loves.

Week 1- Jack Harlow (Musician)/ (Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

FINISHED

Week 2- Elvis (Austin! Elvis) / Joe Goldberg (You)

FINISHED

Week 3- Billy Loomis and Stu Macher (Scream)

FINISHED

Week 4- Marauders

FINISHED

Since I already have ideas for the imagines you can send in Ideas for the blurbs!

For example Jack Harlow and Eddie Munson are going to be in the first week you guys can send in something like this

“Jack Harlow + breeding” and something that you might want them or the reader to say in the blurb you can add as many concepts and kinks as you want.

PLEASE do not be shy I want this to be as interactive as it can be. If you don’t feel comfortable commenting or requesting than you are free to inbox me whenever <3

If there is no feedback regarding the blurbs then I’m probably not going to do them (I’m not being mean Im just want you guys to have a say in what you want and plus I think this will be fun!)

These are all think kinks that I’m doing and what you guys can choose from

Please add feedback to this post I want to make sure this something you guys actually want so leave comments, reblogs or a like.

AND THANK YOU FOR 500 FOLLOWERS AGAIN I LOVE YOU GUYS 😭💖🫶🏾.

GET READY FOR A SPOOKY KINKTOBER 😈👻

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ranaissingle · 1 year

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In My Mind

Masterlist Summary: Reader exists in the same circle as Austin and has been head over heels in love with him for years but she never speaks up over the course of their friendship until a new years party. Rating: T Word Count: 2.1 k ( I swear this was meant to be a short whip I have no idea what happened)

Warnings: Unrequited love lol (can you tell I'm feeling angsty?) A/N: Hey girlies, it's been a hot minute haha. School kinda got in the way and then I had to learn (for the zillionth time) that men ain't shit (besides our lord and savior Austin Butler of course). I quite literally have no inspiration so please do send me some requests. I'm thinking of doing another angst fic about Hanahaki disease... How do we feel?

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When Austin told you he had started dating Vanessa Hudgens you felt like you wanted to die. Yes. Die. The world seemed to close in on you as he continued explaining how they had met and how he had asked her out. Each word was another knife in your throat and every admission of his love for her tore your heart into smaller and smaller pieces.

But you sat there and listened. You listened as he detailed their first kiss, their first date, his confession, and hers to him. It took each ounce of self-control to not get up and scream. Scream at him for not knowing how you felt and scream for the heart that had broken.

But you kept your mouth shut. You helped Austin plan all the valentines day dates, the birthday trips, and each anniversary date. Every single thing he had done for her and every girl he had been with since had been painstakingly vetted by you. You were happy to help him, but the fact that all your preparations were for another girl was a hard pill to swallow.

Everything came to a head when he started dating Kaia Gerber. She was beautiful. in every way imaginable she was conventionally attractive. Her skinny legs, straight waist, and small hips made you want to collapse in on yourself. She was perfect in every way. She was everything you were not. Tall, skinny, and beautiful.

Austin was smitten. He had developed a habit of dating skinny models and he had yet to break it. You were anything but surprised when she caught his eye when he asked you if you had her number, when he took her out for the first date, and then eventually when they started dating. It was routine for you now.

He would meet a girl, become infatuated, date her, dump her, then move on to the next one.

But at least you stayed constant. You had been constant for well over a decade at this point. That was more than any of the other girls could say. So you were content, until the New Year's of 2022. It was December 31st, 2022 and Austin had just broken up with his latest fling and had elected to spend New Year's as a free agent. You had never really had a date on new years because your previous relationships always ended before the fateful day or started after. You had grown accustomed to accompanying the same leather chair in the corner of your living room while you watched your friends with their respective partners mingle about your house. You sipped champagne as you watched couples drunkenly sway together as the countdown began to draw dangerously close to midnight.

1 hour to midnight

You spotted Austin out of the corner of your eye and you felt the iciness in your heart melt when he smiled at the people he spoke to. He was in the middle of a group of 4 other people yet still looked ethereal. His hair shone under the kitchen light and the crinkles around his eyes made you want to run your fingers over them.

You watched him. You watched how his lips moved. You traced his figure with your eyes until you reached his hands. His fingers picked at the cuticles of his nails. It was his nervous habit. He always resorted to picking at his cuticles whenever he was around people he didn't know well. It had led to many last-minute manicures before photoshoots to help deal with the redness it left.

30 minutes to midnight

You slowly pushed yourself off the comfortable chaise and made your way over to him. Maybe if you were with him he would feel so nervous, and it could save you from a last-minute call to the nail salon where you had to beg for an opening. You slid in next to him and smiled at the people around him. They barely looked away from Austin to greet you, but you were fine with that. Austin was the star, not you. You slipped your hands in his hand and tugged it behind your back to keep it out of view from those around you.

Austin thrived off of physical touch. He needed it like the air he breathed. Whenever he was feeling nervous or overwhelmed being enveloped in a hug from you or even just having your hand in his was enough to calm the nerves and allow him to breathe. Austin looked down to where you were pressed into his side.

You knew him so well that even from across the room you knew he needed grounding. His chest swelled with pride for a reason he couldn't quite pinpoint. His conversation with those around him continued without a hitch and when the countdown started to broadcast on the TV, they all made their way to their respective partners leaving you and Austin alone at the kitchen island.

15 minutes to midnight

You kept Austin's hand clasped in yours as the countdown numbers descended. Neither of you planned on moving or letting go. The warmth of his hand reached places all over your body and practically heated you up from the inside.

7 minutes to midnight

Austin leaned his head down to whisper into your ear, "If I didn't know you better I'd say that you end up single on New Year's on purpose." You heard the smile in his voice.

"Do you?"

His brown furrowed together, "Do I what?"

You matched him with a grin of your own.

"Know me better." The half tilt of your head made his stomach churn.

His laugh was smooth and boisterous. He brought his other arm around your shoulder to bring you closer to his side. Your heart slowed as you relaxed into him and abandoned your unnecessarily alcoholic drink on the kitchen counter.

5 minutes to midnight

"Hey." Austin's voice cut into the still air of the room. His eyes were trained on the TV and you looked up at his jaw as you waited for him to finish his sentence.

"Do you… do you wish you had a date? For New Year that is." The question caught you off guard and you twitched as you pressed into his side.

"uhm, I-I. I gues-" You stuttered when you couldn't seem to form a cohesive response. Your heart started to accelerate again and your breaths came out in short pants.

You took a deep breath to steady yourself once more to better be able to form a cohesive sentence.

"Well, I guess no one wants to be alone on New years. But that is just how it always seems to happen." You paused a sudden feeling of bravery came over you. The most likely culprit of such a feeling being the alcohol.

"And the person I would like to be with is almost always in a relationship during the New Year." You focused your gaze on the suddenly very interesting kitchen tiles. You had previously told Austin about someone that you had a crush on for years. You had tried to keep it yourself but Austin tended to pry when it came to matters of love but as much as he tried to wrangle the information out of you about who it was, you had kept tight-lipped and unwavering in your resistance to respond.

"Oh?" His eyebrow quirked up as he looked away. It seems he had also taken a sudden interest in the wall decor you had across the room.

"Is this the same guy you've told me about before?" His voice was deep and his throat bobbed as he spoke.

"Yes, it is actually. The very same."

"Haven't you been into this guy for years Y/N?"

"Yes, I have."

"And you are still into him? Why? He is the stupidest man in the world if he hasn't noticed by now." His chuckle was low but you could tell he didn't actually find it remotely funny.

You looked up at him and wished that he would understand from your eyes that you were talking about him, that you were in love with him.

But you had been in love with him for nigh over 10 years and the dolt had yet to come to any significant realization regarding your feelings so there was no use hoping for something like that now.

"Well, I would stop loving him if I could, but as soon as I feel like I can get over him, he does something that has been crawling back." You shrugged lightly and took another sip of your drink before placing it back on the counter.

3 minutes to midnight

"And it doesn't help that he is my best friend." You were skirting around the dangerous territory with that statement. You knew you were. But you were so tired that all the previous reservations and rules you had so painstakingly followed, disappeared.

Austin's eyes widened in confusion.

"Best friend? You have another best friend?" Austin was too slow for his own good.

You shrugged before replying, "Nope, I only have one best friend."

He let out an exasperated sigh

"So I'm not your best friend?!" Your eye twitched.

"No Austin. You are my only best friend."

"So who are you in love with?" Your fingers twitched. You were going to strangle him.

"I am in love with my one and only best friend."

Silence

Austin tensed next to you and you awaited the sting of his rejection that you had spent the better part of the last 10 years preparing for.

2 minutes to midnight

The silences echoed in the room despite the growing cheers of those around you. The timer was steadily counting down the seconds and you wanted to vomit.

The bile rose in your throat when the counter reached 30 seconds. Awaiting his rejection was arguably worse than the rejection itself.

You pushed away from him. His previously comforting warmth had twisted something in your gut and now you wanted to vomit.

His hand traced your back as you slid away before it fell back to his side. He stuttered out a "W-wait."

But you didn't want to

3 Austin yanked you back until your face was back in his chest and his arm was around your waist. He moved his head into your neck and pushed his nose into your hair before taking a deep breath.

2 Your breath caught when he pulled your head away from him to look into your eyes. 1 He kissed you. He kissed so hard you could have sworn you had fireworks behind your eyes. His hands were everywhere. Crossing your neck, cupping your hips, and splaying across your back. He kissed you until neither of you could breathe anymore. You wrenched away from each other and gulped down large breaths of fresh air.

His hand shakily pressed against your cheek and you looked up to meet his eyes. You didn't want this to be something that only happened because it was the heat of the moment. You wanted it to mean something to him. You wanted him to love you the same way you had for years. You didn't want this to be mean nothin-

"I love you." You had the timbre of his voice memorized. You knew it was Austin speaking but you still looked around you dreading the possibility of him not speaking to you.

But your face was still cupped in between his hands and his eyes were on you.

your eyes were wide as you looked at him You felt stinging and then a prick of tears in your eyes. They fell slowly down your cheeks one by one and Austin kissed each of them away.

All at once you need him on you all over again. You had gone years without so much as a kiss on the cheek from him and you would be damned if you continued in that fashion.

So you pulled his lips hard against you and kissed him until your lips were numb and swollen, and even then you didn't want him off of you.

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well, this was probably shitty so forgive me. It has been a while since I posted so figured I needed to back in the groove of things haha. I think I might do a professor x university student Austin fic next so watch out for that lol.

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— is it a crime? | III.

pairing: austin butler inspired male oc x kat graham inspired fem oc (calisto and alcacia) summary: it’s been some time since calisto and alcacia have spoken. even with the distance between them and the ongoing heartache she felt at the hands of the man she loved, she can’t seem to let him go. warnings: toxic relationship. emotional manipulation. nsfw themes (no smut though). alcohol consumption.language. potential tag list (these people tend to interact the most. let me know if you want to be added/removed): @neeville @dulcewrites @crash-and-cure @cvpidspearl l @blackwriter48 @wonderprince @venus2eros @adoreyouusugar @sunshinetoday1 @cosmic-parker @wacoshuffle @kaitaesupremacy

note: long time so see :)

Calisto’s guilt ate at him like an animal after its prey. He wasn’t stupid. She used every tactic in the Book of Avoidance to delay their meeting and interactions. He practically wrote the novel himself.

He hardly knew why he was so offended when she swerved past him once she walked through the large double doors of his luxury home. Her green eyes stayed ahead of her and the only thing he caught was the sway of her hips and a whiff of her strong perfume. It wasn’t soft and gentle like he was used to. It exuded dominance and authority.

She sat across from him, eyes focused on the people adjacent to her, the steak ahead of her, and the wine accompanying her. He found it difficult to keep his eyes off her blood-painted lips. She was never a red lipstick person; he wondered whatchanged. How much she had changed.

Her voice was raspier than he recognized. She spoke slower and with more intention, like she learned a thing or two. He was mesmerized. He was for her, what she was for him just months prior. However, he was more than aware of how things changed when she cursed him in the bathroom after he followed her.

The version of himself that neglected and abused her emotions would have been confused as to why his smoldering eyes didn’t cause her knees to buckle in adoration, but for her lips to twist in disgust. After months of reflection, he realized that the pain he caused was a simple effect of his own selfishness and pride. Not only had he lost the woman who’d never loved him to begin with, but he lost the one whom he’d known since childhood and loved him into adulthood. He had never known anyone to be that foolish, save for himself. Such a shame.

He found himself staring at her phone number off and on for hours. The screen would lock and he’d scramble to come face to face with her name and number again. It taunted him. It knew he didn’t have the guts to call or text. How could he? He saw it in her eyes--she thought of him as the scum of the earth.

And to some extent, she was right.

#black authors #austin butler x reader #austin butler x black!reader #austin butler #austin!elvis x reader #austin!elvis x black!reader #just a little something #writers and authors #black!reader #austin butler inspired male oc x black fem oc #calisto and alcacia #calisto x alcacia #is it a crime? by mamasturn

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