#gylle

[medra-gonbites]

So Wyll and Gale kinda merged together creating horny Gale.

Petras was not impressed.

[fel-fisk]

some colourised gyl sketches from earlier this year--! including some of when he was v smol & his papa had no clue what to do with him (he is just as clueless with him as an adult)

[gravelorded]

her ladyship's royal cuntage

[gyllenhaalstories]

LAURIE!!! Yesterday all of my senses were invaded by your chocolatier! Jake fics. I had saved them to read on a special occasion, but I did NOT expect my life to be turned upside down, I WAS SUCH A FOOL!!!

I haven't been able to stop thinking about it... it changed my life, I ate chocolate today and it just tasted different, I can't do this anymore 😭😭😭

OH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭 i saw your tags and decided to read the two parts again and oh my god what was in the last chocolate i ate before writing this I WAS WILD 😭 maybe chocolatier!jake spiked my chocolate milk, that’s the only explanation but omg imagine if he did that so like every time you drank choccy milk it would condition your body to crave his touch and okay i’ll stop now 😔 WE BOTH NEED TO TAKE A TRIP TO JAKE’S CHOCOLATERIE we deserve it!!!!!!!! he’a gonna take such good care of us 🥺❤️ thank you for reading & leaving tags that got me kicking my feet and twirling my hair and for making my day and for existing and I LOVE YOU MARIA!!! i love you more than words can say 💖

[scotianostra]

Edinburgh Park, Poets busts.

Each bust along Lochside Avenue has a short biography of the poet, on one side and one of their poems on the other.

Norman MacCaig was born as Norman Alexander McCaig in Edinburgh on 14th November 1910. He was educated at the Royal High School, Edinburgh, and the University of Edinburgh (MA with Honours in Classics, 1932). In 1940 he married Isabel Munro and they had two children. He won the Cholmondeley Medal in 1975 and in 1985 he was awarded the Queen’s Gold Medal for Poetry.

He made his living as a primary-school teacher. He was a lifelong pacifist and during World War II served a term in prison for his beliefs. There is a suggestion that this became a shadow over his subsequent career and that advancement was blocked because of it, if so it is an indictment of the aptitudes held then which are alien to many of us nowadays. He was one of the post-war Milne’s Bar crowd along with Tom Scott, George Mackay Brown, Robert Garioch and others including Hugh MacDiarmid, who became a close friend and with whom he had many an enjoyable flyting. He eventually left teaching and was appointed Edinburgh University’s first Writer in Residence in 1967.

. In 1970 he joined the English Department of Stirling University, becoming Reader in Poetry. He retired in 1978 and enjoyed a long period as a freelance poet. He died on 23rd January 1996.

The poem on his plinth is Notations of ten summer minutes, but of the poems I know of his I like one called Assynt and Edinburgh best.

Notations of ten summer minutes Norman MacCaig, April 1976.

A boy skips flat stones out to sea – each does fine till a small wave meets it head on and swallows it. The boy will do the same.

The schoolmaster stands looking out of the window with one Latin eye and one Greek one. A boat rounds the point in Gaelic.

Out of the shop comes a stream of Omo, Weetabix, BiSoDol tablets and a man with a pocket shaped like a whisky bottle.

Lord V. walks by with the village in his pocket. Angus walks by spending the village into the air.

A melodeon is wheezing a clear-throated jig on the deck of the Arcadia. On the shore hills Pan cocks a hairy ear; and falls asleep again.

The ten minutes are up, except they aren’t. I leave the village, except I don’t. The jig fades to silence, except it doesn’t.

[varietysky]

Everytime I have a soft dream about a man I end up yearning the whole day afterward

[gyllenhaalstories]

reader isn’t the only one crying, i was tearing up the whole time from how sweet and hot and perfect this is 😭 I LOVE DONNIE AND I LOVE YOU MARIA 💜💜💜

Hi Maria!! I hope you’re doing well ❤️❤️

Do you mind writing Donnie and reader’s first time? He’d be so patient and careful with his girl the whole time, that if she ended up crying halfway through because of how good it felt, he’d be horrified that he hurt her somehow 😭 just something sweet for that poor man

Yes yes yes my poor sad boy deserves the world :(

Warnings: I was too horny writing this, so I went straight to the point, sorry. Loss of virginity, implied unprotected sex, p in v, Donnie being so subbie and cute and unable to not cum too soon :(, masturbation (f and mentions of m)

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It was a brand new feeling. And you couldn't believe how fucking incredible it was... with every movement of his cock scratching that special spot just right... sending waves of pleasure through your whole body... and then you'd look up and see the prettiest boy who's ever lived, right above you. Eyes so big, so blue, so curious, a little crinkle of worry on his forehead.

Oh my god, is she enjoying this? - was all he could think of.

He was so nervous. And it didn't help at all that your expression was so hard to read.

Still, he was just discovering what pussy drunk meant, cause he was getting the same waves of pleasure as you... and he couldn't stop.

He had been holding himself back, until he couldn't anymore. He left out a loud and pathetic moan. The hottest fucking thing you ever heard. Your pussy automatically clenched around his length.

"Oh my god" You whined, tears escaping your eyes.

Oh no. Oh shit. You were so fucking tight around him... but you were... crying?

"Baby... sorry... shit" He tried to pull out, but you held him in his place, wrapping arms and legs around him.

"Donnie, please..." You begged, tears falling on the pillow under your head.

"I'm hurting you!" He protested, stopping his thrusts immediately. His cock throbbed inside you in need, making him feel like crying.

"You're not hurting me!" You tried to buck your hips, but he was too close and you were holding him too tight to allow that.

"Then why are you crying?" The crinkle on his forehead grew.

"Cause it feels so fucking good..." You sighed. "Love your cock, Donnie..."

"Oh shit, doll, don't do this to me..." His cock throbbed uncontrollably inside you.

"Love it when it does that..." You smiled, biting your lip.

"Y/N, I'm serious..." He closed his eyes, trying to focus on anything but the look on your face on that moment, otherwise the fun would be over too soon...

"Donnie, can we continue?" You asked, nails running up and down his back.

"Give me a sec." His face turned red.

"You're not hurting me, Don, I swear..." You insisted.

"Can't move." He whispered.

"Why?" You asked frustratedly.

"Cause you're squeezing me way too good." He admitted, face visibly burning.

"Oh..." You couldn't help but chuckle.

"Not fucking funny." He sighed. "Just wanted to please you. Such a shitty boyfriend..."

"Donnie, baby..." You cupped his face, forcing him to look at you. "Need you to move... want you to cum so good for me..."

"But..."

"Come on, Donnie... I wanna see you cum... please?" You grabbed the hair on the back of his head, gently tugging on it. "Swear it's gonna make me feel so good..."

"You're supposed to do that first." He groaned, clearly mad at himself.

"Supposed to? There's no right and wrong. It's our first time." You assured him. "Do it for me, please? I'll let you do whatever you want to me afterwards, yeah? Promise it won't be over."

There was a new sparkle in his eyes after hearing that. He couldn't believe that he would get to play with your gorgeous body like he always dreamt of...

"Hmm... can I... hmm..." He got shy again, thinking of the possibilities. "Can I cum on your tits?"

"Fuck, Donnie..." You moaned. "Do it for me, baby, let me see you."

He removed himself from you and it was almost painful for both of you. But you didn't have much time to think. You got on your knees on the bed, watching Donnie stroke his cock. It was so hard... the tip as red as his cheeks, leaking something you couldn't wait to taste someday.

"Shit..." He moaned, desperation on his face. "I'm gonna cum..."

"Cum for me, Donnie..." You begged, just as desperate as him. "Cum all over my tits..."

He left out the hottest sounds you had ever heard as he painted your tits white. And your chin. And belly. He made an inexperienced mess... couldn't help it... he had never been this turned on his his life, his aim wouldn't be good.

"That was so fucking hot, Donnie..." you smiled, watching him fight for his life. You wondered if he would ever be able to stop blushing.

"Hm... everytime I... hmm..." He tried to talk, but was very distracted by the way your hand slided all the way to your pussy, starting to rub yourself.

"Keep talking." You said, eyes focused on his face.

"Everytime I... jerk off I... picture myself coming on your tits." He admitted. "Specially since you... uh... showed me them, the other day."

"Yeah?" You smirked, spreading your legs wider. "Was reality better than you imagined?"

He nodded eagerly. Your fingers started rubbing your clit faster and you left out a moan.

"I'm so sorry I didn't satisfy you..." He was still very disappointed. "I just... wanted our first time to be perfect."

"Shh... come here, baby boy." You chuckled. "Wanna touch me?"

It was stupid to be this excited about this, when he had literally just been inside you... but he didn't even care at this point. He kept his eyes glued to your face as he rubbed all the wrong spots. You had to direct his fingers to your clit. And when he got a reaction from you, indicating he was doing good... oh god.

"Ouch!" Your hips bucked. "Slower, Don... nice and slow..."

"M'sorry..." His eyes widened.

"It's okay, baby... just like that..." You praised. "It... it feels so good..."

"Yeah?" He asked proudly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please, Don..." You smiled.

The way you looked at each other before the kiss... you both knew. That was the moment you threw all the worries out of the window. Fuck a perfect first time. You were having fun, discovering each other's bodies. When he kissed you, it was so romantic. So intimate. So good... so good.

"Hm... Donnie..." You moaned against his lips. "You're gonna make me cum like this..."

"Please... please, I really want you to..." He crashed his lips against your again, rubbing you incredibly right.

It felt so new... having someone else's fingers making you cum. God, Donnie's fingers... that thought alone could drive you crazy.

More tears escaped your eyes as you reached your peak, but they didn't scare him anymore. They amazed him. He wouldn't get used to this any time soon...

"Stop, stop, stop!" You pushed his hand away, way too overstimulated when it all ended.

"Sorry!" He gasped.

"It's okay, Don." You smiled, feeling like you were floating. "Just felt too good."

"Did you, really?" He asked, with that beautiful smile of his.

"Hell yeah." You laid on your back, letting out a sigh of relief. "This was perfect."

"It... it was, wasn't it?" He smiled, laying beside you.

Donnie became such a clingy little boyfriend after that. And I don't mean only during that post orgasmic bliss... I mean, that boy won't leave you alone for days. Weeks. He's addicted to you. He wants to try everything he always dreamt of. He wants to try everything he's never heard of.

He wants to try everything with you.

[sizzlingcloudmentality]

Great, now that I have the attention of the right target audience: it's time for another SPIN THE WHEEL - Jake Boys Edition

Spin the character wheel 3 times

Spin the trope wheel 3 times

Pair your characters with the tropes however you like and share in the comments or tags. Got ideas how a combination might turn out? Great, tell us everything!

Choose your favorite trope in the poll if you like (poll under the cut)

have fun (and cheat with the spinning if you want, I won't come for you)

this was inspired by our lovely @harmonity-vibes, I hope you're okay with what I did with your idea

Shamelessly tagging the Crew (hit me up if you want me to stop annoying you):

@gyll-yee-haw @gyllenhaalstories @charliehoennam @harmonity-vibes @jennaajoseph

@billyboyblue@stephendorff @lust4life01 @det-loki @ilovedavidloki

@anunusers @frozen-hearts-club @caffeineplusmypen

The crew=every blog that comes across my dash and interacts with Jake content. If we've never talked: hi! If you want to be part of the crew, dm me. ✨🫶🏻

[is-this-yuri]

mr gylls i'm not sure how much more i can improve adapt overcome this situation

[nicksomething-0]

Today’s characters are Gyll & Che

I don’t think she likes the outfit lol >x3c

Day 3 of dress-up-tober

🧡💛🤍👿👻🤍💛🧡

[charliehoennam]

rule: post a poll with five of your favorite characters and let your followers choose their favorite

thanks to @sizzlingcloudmentality for the tag! I just know this is gonna be hard as hell 🥺

tagging @laurfilijames, @gyllenhaalstories, @harmonity-vibes, @potter-solomons, @velocibeewords @gyll-yee-haw & anyone else who like to take part and tag me!

Sorry if you've been tagged before!

[soelvfisk]

Jeg fik en idé til en dansk ungdomsfilm tidligere i dag. Mindre socialt drama. Mindre alkohol og druk og stoffer. Færre københavnske skuespillere (sorry not sorry). Mere natur. Ik alt det dér storby-idyllisering. Mindre fest. Mere af det der sker alene. Det der føles privat. At være i sit eget selskab. Med ting uden for rækkevidde. Og at have det okay på den måde. Tingene der føles som potentiale og hvordan man er tilstede i sin egen identitet. Dramaet ligger i de ting man ik gider og de ting man godt gider. Grænserne. Og de ting der bare ik kan lade sig gøre. Har lyst til det skal foregå her hvor jeg er vokset op. På landet. Provinsbyerne langs havet. Alle der er indforståede med at horisonten og solnedgangen og bølgerne er noget man kan køre ud og kigge på om aftenen. Holdepunkterne i de dele af naturen som forandrer sig og alligevel er mega pålidelige. Som noget der også former tilværelsen. Midt mens legusterhækkene vikler sig rundt om de nybyggede parcelhuse. At få at vide at man minder sygt meget om sin oldefar af dem der kendte ham. Og cykle langs de samme marker. I sne og regn. Og om sommeren mens man holder vejret fordi: gylle. Alle der flytter væk, mens man selv bliver. Og at man ses når det er jul. Uden at have lyst til deres liv. Men faktisk at vide at man er præcis hvor man skal være. Og det føles ik en skid som et nederlag - det føles som en arv man har gjort til sin egen? At følge med i hvordan det bliver ens egen… At se et menneske være i allemulige slags humør, uden altid helt at være involveret i hvorfor. Naturen og omgivelserne som noget der bliver brugt til at gribe. Næsten som små ritualer. Mens livet sker. Idk.

[destinyc1020]

Romeo and Juliet is an example that Tom can sell tickets. He sold those tickets only with his name attached. He created a frenzy only seeing for concerts. For the 92 presentations people waited for him for a like 30 seconds wave.

Look at Rachael Romeo & Juliet, the play is not sold out, they included more showings but not exacly because there weren't tickets available for the initial showings, still are.

Othelo with Denzel and Jake Gyll. started selling tickets today, is not sold out, besides I thought It will, still a lot of tickets available.

Of course I'm not implying everything he is leading, is going to perform as well as R&J or Uncharted, but his track record is great right now.

Yea, exactly 💯

And no offense to Rachael, but she just doesn't have Tom's star level of fame (not yet at least).

So yea, I'm not expecting her to sell out venues on Broadway.

Also, keep in mind too that Tom got his start on the West End, so for a lot of Londoners, seeing Tom perform there again is sort of like a homecoming of sorts. 🥹

But anyway, I'm sure even if Tom's play had come to Broadway and not the West End, that it would have sold out REGARDLESS, because he's just so famous and popular lol 😁👏🏾

[gyllenhaalstories]

do you have any recommendations for other jake gyllenhaal writers? tysm and i am in love with all of your fics💕💕

hi anon! thank you so much!!! it warms my heart to know people are enjoying my fics! 💖 i'm always happy to recommend writers as well! chances are you might have already seen them in the tags, but it's still fun to highlight the talented people we're so lucky to have in this fandom! i went through the smut & imagine tabs and also my blog, but if i'm missing someone, you guys can let me know! tumblr is always determined to make it impossible to find what we're searching for <3 but here's the list! 🥰

jake gyllenhaal & co

@jakegooglyeyes ➜ MASTERLIST

@gyll-yee-haw ➜ MASTERLIST (rpf)

@gyllenflower ➜ MASTERLIST

@jennaajoseph ➜ FIRST FIC !

characters only

@charliehoennam ➜ MASTERLIST

@det-loki ➜ MASTERLIST

@lust4life01 ➜ MASTERLIST

@gyll-yee-haw ➜ MASTERLIST (characters)

[emma-frxst]

Detective David Loki fic recs

The lovely @sizzlingcloudmentality Asked me for fic recs for our beloved detective. After digging through the tumblr tags I found that the fandom is a lot bigger than I thought! So hi to all of you!! I believe I’ve got all the fic authors listed below who have David Loki fics, but if I haven’t included someone feel free to rb or comment! I will link this post on my masterlist for easy access.

I’ve found archive of our own doesn’t have many Loki fics, I’ve found rest results by searching detective loki (prisoners) x reader.

I’ve written a few things for David, going to add more soon! My masterlist is pinned on my blog and as of March 2023 my requests are open! I’m also on a03 as @ emma_frxst

@inknopewetrust

@gyll-yee-haw

@silkimagines

@hunnielix

@self-proclaimed-chaotic-good

@jennsmicheviousmind

@gyllenhaalics

@justabigassnerd

@clumsyclopy

@the-darklings

@kashimos-hajime

@go-commander-kim

@spideyrights

@det-loki

@gyllenflower

@davidlcki

@ahsxual

@writingfortoomanyfandoms

@storiesundercandlelight

@layniapetrovnaaa

@tellingyouastory

@gyllenhaalstories

@mimxreader

@rebelliousstories

@tiedyedragonswrites

@ronaldrx

Some of the tags didn’t work :( sorry

[rottenbellows]

someone better tell me what gale/wyll's ship name is before i start calling them wale. or gyll.