#it’s my event and i can do what i want lol

[thepitlanepress]

PUT ME DOWN –

↳ max verstappen + gf!reader

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⌗ :: a/n: i come back from the dead!! jk lol the hiatus was good and it is nice being here but lets be fr i only came back for the fics. part 3 of the lando fic will be out soon !!

max is a stubborn man.

you know that. what you also know is that you're a stubborn girl.

so when you hurt your ankle on the stairs leaving some event you weren't paying attention to, you don't tell max, simply smiling through the pain and limping slightly, not wanting to bother max on his night.

the only problem was that max could tell something was off, turning to look at you every so often with a concerned look in his eyes as you made your way through the crowd of people, and whispering occasionally, "is everything alright?"

you tell him that you're fine and to stop worrying but again something about your act is off and max can clearly tell something is wrong.

so right then amidst the swarming crowd of fans and paparazzi he - gently - pulls you along, back into the building and away from the prying eyes of the public.

"what is wrong schat?" his voice is quiet and the dip between his brows only increases when you lower yourself onto the stairs trying not to wince.

"i knew something was up," he murmurs sitting down beside you. "what happened liefje?" he says wrapping an arm around your shoulders and rubbing softly.

"i fell on the stairs earlier, some asshole dropped an oyster on the floor and i slipped on it," you say grimacing and trying to lift your foot to see what the damage is.

max lets go and drops down a few steps then, gently lifting your dress up and inspecting your ankle. you wince when he touches it and he definitely has a frown on his face now.

"how did you manage to walk on this liefje? its purple."

"magic?" you try and joke to lighten the mood, but from the prominent concern on his face it didn't help much.

"yn, you can't walk on this," he says looking up at you from where he's crouched.

"but i have to, we have to get to the car," you say trying to shake his touch off, trying to ignore how how loving and gentle it is to stand up.

"i'll carry you."

"the car is like halfway down the hill! and there are too many people outside for you to carry me," you protest, but before you can get another word out he has scooped you into his arms and started towards the door. "max! put me down!" you squeal.

"no, i will not be putting you down until you're safely in that car okay? liefje, i love you, let me take care of you," he murmurs placing a kiss to your forehead and pushing the door open with his shoulder.

"i could say the same for you," you mutter rolling your eyes, knowing just how stubborn max can be after a tough race. he eventually caves though, for you. and only for you.

"thats an argument for another day," he chuckles as you round the corner and head straight into the crowd.

max true to his word, doesn't put you down until the car, fending off the invasive paparazzi and fans like he promised, careful not to hurt your foot anymore than it already is.

"see its not too bad letting me take care of you is it?" he smirks as he exits the larger crowd and now just dodges the few fews that wait for a glimpse of him, pressing a kiss onto your shoulder.

"i still vote you put me down."

"oh hush."

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[illuminatedquill]

How are you watching this episode and then your immediate reaction is that Mark and Gemma did not have a good marriage.

SHE HAD A MISCARRIAGE. THEY WERE GOING THROUGH AN INSANELY TRAUMATIC EVENT.

They were suffering apart - Mark growing increasingly frustrated and concerned because of his inability to reach his wife and Gemma becoming distant and obsessed with finding ways to overcome their infertility issues - but they still loved each other! They were still together through it all!

And my God - my heart breaks for Gemma even more in this episode. She is so fucking resilient through this hell and desperate to see Mark again. SHE’S ALIVE AND REMEMBERS HIM AND WANTS TO GO HOME.

The lie that creep doctor told her about Mark having moved on and then saying that “maybe she has too, and he’s seen it” - I need him to be boiled in a vat of acid. Gemma’s stoic facade breaking just for a moment, denying it but you can see the doubt creep in. Only us, the audience, knows that is an absolute lie and that Mark never moved on.

Gemma making a run for it, almost making it out only to be thwarted by the damn severance chip in her head. Her breaking down in the elevator, realizing she’s stuck in this hell transitioning to the shot of Mark seeing the police outside his door as he’s slowly swallowed into the darkness. Incredible.

What is Lumon doing to her? What the hell is with all these rooms. Did Dichen get a sense of deja vu as she read the script and realized they were essentially having her do Dollhouse again, LOL. We still don’t know how they got a hold of her. Did she agree to some scientific procedure that would resolve her infertility issues? Oh, Gemma. She made a deal with the devil it seems.

Dichen finally being able to show her acting range at last. Engrave her name on an Emmy right fucking now.

I want to be happy that all the people saying that Gemma is definitely dead or comatose and doesn’t remember Mark at all (or that she loves him) are wrong but I’m certain that Lumon didn’t take her escape attempt lightly. What punishment they gave to her . . .

Mark, YOU NEED TO LOCK IN NOW MORE THAN EVER. GET HER OUT.

There’s so much more I want to say but ahhhhhh, I need to sleep.

[bunni-v1]

MORE JEALOUS PURE VANILLA COOKIE OMGGGG he'd totally be a jealous person despite his kindness

kinda imagining that in the stage during the push and pull he was doing, trying to push you away, you become quite close to some other cookies in the kingdom, specifically the creme Republic (clotted cream and financier) and he just gets.... uncomfortable when you two are FINALLY together because you're so friendly with clotted cream and his bodyguard.... like, hello.........

his eyes narrow slightly, and it just makes him feel so unpleasant, knowing that clotted cream cookie can easily strike up conversation with you and randomly tell him something you like—it makes his dough seethe slightly, whether he wants to admit it or not. or how financier and some random vanilla kingdom npcs mention a fact about you he coincidentally doesn't know because he was busy going through it and pushing you away before; OUGHHHHHH

i like to think white lily is involved in this in some way? he can't fully get over her and sometimes he tends to get passive about your very real concerns about how he looks at her as though he has something to say, i wonder how he would react if he finds you actually a bit insecure or unsure whether he'd pick you over her......... since he still cares deeply about his once first love, no?

anyways. yes. jealous PV is a concept that sticks heavily in my mind rn

-🃏

Jealousy Looks Ugly on You

🍓Hi pookiebear, I'm so sorry for 100% butchering the Creme Republic. I refuse to play that shit, even for that stupid blonde twink. Note, this takes place significantly after the events of Beast Yeast, so White Lily is technically visiting as a diplomat from the Faerie kingdom, and pv has already had his character development lol. Assumptions are made, and there is heavily implied past PureLily.

Tw: Poor communication; jealousy; implications at the very end; grammar/spelling errors

Info: Pure Vanilla x Reader; Implied past purelily; angst (not really though); fluff

Patience is a virtue that few cookies can claim to have. It's something that doesn't come easy to most, and Pure Vanilla Cookie has never judged anyone for being unable to hold themselves back from frustration. Except... himself of course.

He was exceptionally patient, to the point most gawked at him for his gentleness and understanding in certain situations. He held himself to a higher standard, and very few things brought out irritation in him. So... why exactly was the sight of Clotted Cream Cookie making his dough run so hot right now?

It wasn't as though Clotted Cream was doing anything offensive, quite the opposite actually. He was having a pleasant conversation, all warm smiles and... gentle touches. With who? Oh. Just the object of Pure Vanilla's deepest affections, the cookie he'd only recently been able to call his other half, his dearly beloved you.

Clotted Cream seems to speak to you with such familiarity, such warmth like perhaps he too harbors some kind of affection for you. Pure Vanilla's eyebrow twitches when he leans in to whisper something in your ear, and you laugh like it's the funniest thing you've ever heard. It nearly pulls a frown out of him, but his calm smile remains steadfast, not wanting you to notice and worry over him.

Still, his eyes narrow when Clotted Cream pats you on your shoulder good-naturedly. The former cookie locking eyes with him and smiling before sending you back to his side like he hadn't earned Pure Vanilla's ire only seconds ago. You are oblivious, as you always are, as he wants you to be. He only smiles at you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you just a little closer than he normally does.

"Did you enjoy your time with Clotted Cream Cookie, my love?" He asks sweetly, though he doesn't really want to know.

You give him a beaming smile, "As always. He knows how to make boring proceedings fun."

"Ah," he hopes you don't notice how he tenses, "What were you talking about just now, it seemed funny."

"Just an inside joke," you smile fondly as you remember, "it's only funny if you were there, or else I'd let you in on it too."

"That's alright," he hums, though his fingers press a little harder into your side as you walk, "I'm just happy to see you happy."

It's not a lie, either. He does love seeing your smile, but not when it's caused by another cookie. Not when it's treated like some kind of secret he's not meant to see. He tries to remind himself that there's no need to be so immature, but his dough is already warm and his mind spiraling. It took him so very long to come to terms with his feelings for you, he missed out on so much. Where he wasn't, other cookies were, and those cookies took his place in experiences that should've been his. Took smiles that should've been his. Moments he should've shared with you.

You place your hand where he holds you at your waist, turning to give him a warm smile. It warms his heart to know you're caring for him in your own way, but he doesn't want to make you worry. To ease your mind, he presses a kiss to your forehead, offering his own smile up to you. You were with him now, there was no need to worry any longer.

·┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆·

Pure Vanilla enjoyed quiet moments with you, especially ones like this. In the garden, surrounded by the white lilies there was nothing more peaceful than that. Your fingers run along their delicate petals as you hum a little tune to yourself, and he enjoys the sight with unbridled delight. His favorite cookie surrounded by his favorite flowers, what a blessing it is on his soul.

There are times where he wishes that every day could be like this. Just you and him in company, taking things nice and slow, soaking in the environment. You turn a little to sneak a glance at him, smiling to yourself when you notice his staring. The shyness cute on your face, something he loves to draw out of you.

Yes moments like these are exactly what he lives fo—

“Y/n Cookie? Are you around?” The familiar voice of Financier Cookie calls amongst the sea of flowers.

You perk up, standing from your spot with a wide smile, “I’m over here with the lilies!”

She comes into view around the corner, normally stern expression softening at the sight of you. Pure Vanilla does not like the look on her face. Still, he holds his tongue, there was no reason to be upset. She was a friend.

“Clotted Cream requests your presence,” She announces, and when you frown she shakes her head, “Nothing serious, he wishes to continue your conversation from yesterday. He’s in he quarters as usual.”

You brighten up, “Oh! I suppose we never did finish talking— ah, but… Pure Vanilla and I were spending some time together.”

He does not frown, though he really wants to. He knows that he could just say no, that you would remain by his side if he asked… but he can’t possibly take up your time when you are wanted elsewhere. It would be unfair to do so over such petty jealousy.

“We see each other every day,” He assures with that same gentle smile, “Go and enjoy yourself. You deserve it.”

You frown a little, “Are you sure?”

Of course he isn’t, “Positive. I’ll see you tonight.”

You hesitate for a moment, glancing at him worriedly, but ultimately wander off to find Clotted Cream. Financier stays back for a moment, watching you with an odd look on her face. The consideration is enough to pique his interest, so he raises his question.

“Is something the matter…?”

“Oh, no, nothing,” She shakes her head, “I would tell you immediately if there was anything to be concerned with.”

“Then why do you look so perplexed?” He asks again.

She seems to consider if telling him the truth is worth it or not. Mulling her options over for a few seconds before sighing, “It’s just a bit… odd to see them here.”

He frowns, “Whatever do you mean? Is there something wrong with the gardens?”

She shakes her head, sighing off some kind of weight, “Well, they’ve told me a few times in passing that they’re… not a fan of while lillie’s. The smell irritates them, if I’m remembering correctly, so it’s surprising to find them surrounded by them.”

“Oh, I wasn’t aware…” He mutters, grip tightening on his staff.

She gives him a small reassuring smile, but it does anything but help, “I’m sure they just forgot to mention it, that’s all.”

“Of course, thank you Financier Cookie,” He hummed with as much sincerity he could muster.

She smiles tightly at him, and then leaves him alone with his thoughts. And think he does, far too much. Not only are you so close with so many cookies, not only did you leave him for Clotted Cream today, but now he learns you don’t even care for his favorite flower? You hadn’t ever mentioned it to him, but you had to other cookies. Wouldn’t something this important be worth talking about with him?

He takes a deep breath, leveling himself out once again. He couldn’t get ahead of himself, knowing that you would never do anything to hurt him purposefully. He couldn’t stop the ache, though. There was so much he did not know about you, so many things he had to learn that other cookies got to hear without asking.

How much time would it take for him to know you the way they did? He burned with jealousy at how easy it was for other cookies to know you, to see you and talk to you with no effort. Each time you were around he felt himself falling apart at the seams, grasping at any little sprinkle of attention you gave him. He could never be so casual with you, not with the effect you had on him, and it made him so jealous to know other cookies had it so easy.

He sighs again, setting his hat down. Not even the lilies were bringing him comfort now, his mood soured yet again. All he could do was sit and seethe until you returned to his side, imagining what you and Clotted Cream might be talking about that was so important to pluck you from his side.

·┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆·

It is days of this cycle, which he refuses to break, even when given the chance to a million times. He just can’t find it in himself to step in, not when you seem so happy. Besides, it’s not as though he never sees you. He gets to have you to himself for most of the day, and especially at night.

Still, the annoyance grows in his chest little by little. Without realizing it he distanced himself from you, not wanting to overstep, he decides giving you space is for the best. Yet, he doesn’t realize just how much space he has given you. You begin to miss him, but he always has an excuse for you to go and visit with other cookies.

It feels like he does not want you around, even though he misses you dearly. The conundrum reaches a head when White Lily comes to visit. Being the Faerie Queen now, it was rare she took the time to see her old friend. So when the news of her traveling reached his ears, he cleared all his time to be with her.

You had not seen him since she had arrived, unless you were in your shared room. Even then, you hardly spoke more than a few words. There was an awkwardness there that hadn’t existed only a few days prior, it made your stomach ache. But how could you bring up your concerns when he merely brushed them away, always finding some way to make peace with the situation.

You did not hate White Lily Cookie, she couldn’t not control Pure Vanilla. But the sickness in your dough when you see them together does not go away with any soothing. He talks to her with such ease and knowing, in a way he never did with you. And when he looks at her there is a deep affection that never existed for you.

It makes you hurt. You could never be her, not in a million years. Perhaps that was why he was so distant recently, because he had missed her. Perhaps he wished that you were White Lily Cookie instead.

Despite him seeming oblivious, he was anything but. He was fully aware of the distance he had made between the two of you, and yet… he didn’t know how to fix it. His people pleasing ways had come around to stab him in the back, and he had no idea how to heal the wound inflicted by his own foolish actions.

Not until White Lily’s keen eyes picked up in the tension. She had always been able to read him well, it was why he was so fond of her. She knew him like no other cookie did, and he her. Which is exactly why she was the one to notice how worried he’d seemed.

“You’re tense,” She said simply, taking her seat next to him in the pagoda.

He sighs, “Is it obvious.”

“To me,” She smiles, “Tell me what’s on your mind, friend. It’s rare to see you so worried.”

He frowns at her, all the tension and fear from the week flooding him now that she was confronting it, “I am afraid I may be ruining my relationship.”

She blinks at him, tilting her head, “How would you be doing that?”

After a moments hesitation he lists the ways he has been dealing with the situation. The worry that he will never be close enough to you. The annoyance in his chest when other cookies are chummy with you. The distance he has created to avoid those feeling only making them worse. She smiles through the whole thing, knowingly.

“So… you’re jealous?” She chuckles, leaning forward with a teasing smile.

“I… suppose I am,” He admits, “It’s not as though the feeling is new, but it’s never been so strong…”

She laughs at him again, “Because you are in love, silly. Of course it’s stronger, have you talked to them about it.”

“Well…”

“Pure Vanilla.” She scolds, “Goodness, when will you ever learn. You can’t people please all the time, it’s not good for your health.”

He sighs, nodding along in agreement, “I know, I just don’t know how to bring it up so I deflect. And I’ve been avoiding them since you arrived, I can tell they feel horrible, but I fear I’ve gone too far.”

She hushes him, grabbing his hand in her own, “It’s never too late if the intent is there. I’m sure they’ll understand if you just talk to them. I would.”

“Thank you White Lily,” He smiles genuinely for the first time since she arrived, “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

She smiles warmly at him, squeezing his hand tightly. She always had a way to ease his worries with her words. It was just how well she knew him, she knew just what he needed as always.

A throat clears to the side of them, drawing their attention to it. White Lily reacts first, pulling her hands away from him and offering you a smile.

“Am I interrupting?” You ask, mousy with voice shaking.

“Of course not,” She assures, “We were just talking about you, actually!”

Your expression relaxes a bit, inching forward as if one of them might deny you entry, “Nothing bad I hope…”

“Never,” Pure Vanilla speaks with such warmth that you almost forget how much you’d missed him this whole time, “Please come join us.”

So you do, and you sit and talk with them, and things are nearly normal. Pure Vanilla is back to his usual affectionate self, like nothing ever happened. But you catch the way he and White Lily exchange glances, the way banter comes to them more easily than it ever has to you. They just understood each other in a way you never have, and you couldn’t pretend it didn’t hurt. Especially not after he’d pushed you away so much.

Eventually, White Lily leaves with the excuse of needing rest. Yet, you know it’s to give the two of you space. She’s always been observant and understanding, and you’re grateful for her consideration. When it is just you and Pure Vanilla again, you feel the tension begin to creep back between you. The thick wall of awkwardness wedging between you, and you fear for a moment that this is how it will be forever now. Then, he takes your hands in his, leaning over the table to get closer to you.

“I have to apologize,” He begins, “I have been unfair to you, and we have both suffered because of my actions.”

“Pure Vanilla—“ You want to ease his worries for some reason, tell him it’s alright, but he doesn’t allow you to.

“It took me a very long time to let you in, and because of that I fell short on sharing important moments with you. I’ve found myself… envious of other cookies who take up your time, and I’ve been immature in how I handle it,” He admits, stroking the backs of your hands, “I’ve put too much distance between us, and I can see how much it pains you. I’m so sorry for how I’ve acted, I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me.”

It takes you a moment of awkward blinking to take in all he said, and while his genuineness is sweet, you can’t help the laugh that bubbles from your stomach. It’s ridiculous when you think about it. He was jealous so he avoided you, and at the same time you were just as jealous of White Lily Cookie. It was silly, and so easily solved, yet neither of you were willing to upset the other. He seems to find the humor in it all too, laughing heartily at your side.

You laugh until your sides hurt and tears are streaming from your eyes. Leaning your full weight on him so you don’t collapse to the floor. When you finally calm, you find it in yourself to admit to your own plight.

“I would be harsh on you, but I’m just as guilty of jealousy.” You sigh, squeezing his fingers in yours.

“What do you have to be jealous of?” He asks, and you almost can’t believe he doesn’t know. It’s so obvious to everyone else around him that he still adores White Lily, everyone but him it seems.

You shake your head in disbelief, “Gosh, you’re so oblivious. You really don’t know how you look at her, do you?”

He shakes his head with a deep frown.

“When you look at White Lily, I can see how much you still love her. I know you would never hurt me or betray me like that, but it does hurt when I see how you treat her. I feel like… maybe you’ll never look at me like that.” You admit, voice small and shaky the longer you go. It was hard to come to terms with how much it hurt, and worse to say out loud to him. He could reject you, pretend your feelings aren’t real.

Instead, he tucks a finger under you chin and forces your eyes on him, “I already do… I just get so embarrassed when you’re looking that I hide it from you.”

He pulls you a little closer, “I still love White Lily, but not in the same way that I love you. You are my whole world, my love. I would never leave you, not for anyone, and I’m sorry I made you worry for even a moment.”

You smile softly at him, leaning into his touch, “Next time, I think we should both just talk about it? All this dodging each other is silly.”

“I agree,” He chuckles, “I much prefer talking to you than not.”

“Very good,” You hum, sliding your arms around his shoulders, “Shall we make it up to each other then?”

His hand tug you closer by your waist, “I think that would be very nice, yes.”

[ent-is-indecisive]

Because im back with half a brain instead of no brain, some 'fun' facts (will write the id once im at 2/3 brain sorry)

- to the people saying they look like they're at the renfaire : yep! That's the idea, i'm just plopping down bits and bobs to get the vibes but given that i've only been at larp training and medieval fairs my mental representations of where to put them are limited. Also hopefully if i do some medieval stuff again i'll take the time to actually reserach it lol.

- charles outfit is almost entirely modelled after a guy in my larp training group

- hewever if you can't tell what's going on with the leather pieces over his chest? Me neither, didnt have photos from a lot of angles

- definitely think charles is the most enthusiastic about the event and once niko got into the fun stuff (outfit? Trinkets? Cute stuff? Guys fighting? Big fun potentially sparkly foam weapons??) There was no hope for edwin and crystal. Niko is imo absolutely incredible at putting outfits together so i tried to get on her level, and obviously crystal as an art kid couldnt be left behind. I figure edwin might need a bit of needling but a solid+simple mage outfit is a good start (and i hope he doesnt feel too self conscious)

- edwin is a low res mage atm but in the future he will get a rapier. I just don't think we're at this point of the timeline yet.

- Crystal got a mace, bc they're fun, stylish and less common than swords.

- from the other drawings of this series, charles' main weapon is a zweihander, however to me that means he's proficient at basically any two handed swords and can handle his own with one handed swords (like the one he's using to show niko the forms)

- in this drawing they have bad forms, bc it's vibes based

- similarly, i couldnt give niko long trailing sleeves for sword reasons but she probably would have to forgo long jewellry and tie her hair if she wanted to try training for real.

- the sword niko is using is the one i used for most of training, it's a bastard (1.5 hands) sword and was usually known as "elven sword", light and good for beginners, plus it matches her quite well.

so i spent 10hrs on this (didnt mean to) and i didnt like the colours, so i did some bullshit and voilà. the gang all having fun. i realise this is not ideal for viewing on a small screen. however tumblr lets you zoom into images so i don't feel too bad about it. shout at me if it's still inconvenient and i'll post some closeups or something. artist out (past my bedtime)

putting the og colours and some alternatives under the cut as usual.

also dont question me on the bg.

[kitkatorin]

Creating my Skitarii Cosplay! ⚙️💀

I tend to hyperfixate on a lot of my ideas, and if it involves physically creating something, it's so satisfying to bring an idea to life.

So it was with my Adeptus Mechanicus cosplay! The idea possessed mind and I somehow managed to make it a reality in about 2 months just in time for a con lol

I don't have too many progress pics because I was in a bit of a time crunch and worked on it at odd hours, but I still wanted to share the process because this project is very dear to me - this was the first cosplay I ever built from the ground up.

So, the initial sketches!

I remember staying up super late sketching and ironing out the designs. And then going on a spree buying all the materials and pieces. The robes and mask I worked on and finished first!

Before this I had never worked with eva foam but I already committed to using it for the armor. I made the pattern first with tracing paper (thank the Omnissiah that the shapes were relatively simple!) and copied them to foam. The pauldrons and hand armor were finished first, and after seeing how well they came out, I was feeling pretty confident about how things were proceeding!

Then it was the chest armor and backpack 😬 the most involving for sure. Lots of paint and glue, lots of shaping, lots of trial and error in reinforcing and securing things in the right place...

I was honestly surprised how well it came together as a first time experience working with eva! The backpack was HEAVY (I used a PVC pipe for the top part and real plumbing lines), but once I got it on it was OK 😅

Handwriting the purity seals was a lot of fun too, kinda want to make more just to do it. And the very last touch was stenciling the Ad Mech insignia on the robes literally the night before the con.

The final result? Something I'm immensely proud of ☺️

Shame on me for not test running it during the process before wearing the entire thing for the first time. Some things needed to be fixed and readjusted during and after the first wear but overall it held up in two different events!

I'll post some more finalized photos soon~ now that I know what I can do, I already have another cosplay in the works 👀 stay tuned for that!

Hope you liked it! And if you have any tips or suggestions for working on future projects I'd love to hear them!

[okaysonny]

nsfw headcanons 〆 jake kim

a/n: idk how to write smut...writing about smut however... 🙂‍↕️ wanted to feed my jake fixation ❤️

afab! reader ✦ established relationship ✦ nsfw content under cut

has he ever had sex? (in canon)

it's not explicitly confirmed, but we can be 99.9% sure he's a virgin lol. for obvious reasons, he's saving his first time for someone special, someone he's built a connection with.

and right now (as of 544), jake isn't actively looking for one. if he finds someone he ends up liking, those feelings will just...come by chance.

even without his father's example, he's not the type to do casual dating or hookups at all (imo anyway). he's just a chill guy who likes friendship and fishcakes ❤️

favourite positions?

jake is a man of 🌹 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 🌹 so the classic missionary is his fav. cowgirl is nice too, but he just loves the closeness.

how 🗣️ is he?

trust that jake has the most angelic, harmonious, sheet gripping moans in lookism 😮‍💨 very comfortable expressing his pleasure!

loves moaning in your ear during missionary - he wants you to know how good you feel.

what's he actually like during the deed?

gangster son in the streets, gentle lover in the sheets 😇 if you like rough + degrading sex, you're not getting it from him lolz. unless you really wanted to, but he wouldn't enjoy it as much.

jake always prioritises your pleasure over his. #1 of big deal, but also #1 foreplay enjoyer (^_-) makes you cum multiple times on his mouth and fingers before getting to the main event.

and when it actually happens, he never finishes before you. i think jake equally enjoys the intimacy of cumming inside and also how your stomach looks with his release on it.

he likes kissing your neck + whispering his admiration as you catch your breath.

aftercare?

loves cuddling after doing it 💘 just comfortable silence as jake holds you in his arms.

and like i said, he's a gentle lover, so he won't hesitate to carry you (bridal style 🌹) to the shower if he thinks you need the pampering. jake...i've seen wot u did 4 samuel...carry me bridal style PLEASEEE

toys? does he like them?

i don't think many of the lookism men would be into toys tbh. jake isn't an exception. if you want to use them, he doesn't mind, but...they don't tickle his fancy.

does he prefer 🍑 or 🍒 ?

THIGHS! he's a thigh guy. if you wear shorts or a revealing skirt, you'll catch jake staring multiple times. he loves staying in between them too ;)

how 📏 is he?

ptj wants us to know his characters have the biggest, juiciest, thickest cocks in the world 😭😭 eg: the sauna scene with samuel + eli during suwon arc - "woah! those guys are huge!"...like we get it sir...

but i think jake is average sized tbh! not too big, not too small. just the right size :3

💭 a sexual fantasy of his?

again...he's a man of 🌹 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 🌹, so even his fantasies are pretty sweet and romantic.

his secret wish is making love to you by the sea. (the jake + samuel angst location)

but one of big deal could easily spot you, so he stays quiet 🙂‍↕️

if you're both there really late at night and get carried away, it'll probably happen. he'd use his long black coat as a blanket.

a/n: i want to fuck him so bad it makes me look stupid

divider credits - enchanthings

[erosmutt]

silly little tag game, a get to know me! i saw someone else do this and wanted to join!

⠀★⠀⠀what’s the origin of your blog title? ─ this was originally a yandere blog... it's literally eros (my bf's name) + mutt. so like... eros' mutt. sigh.

⠀★⠀⠀favorite fandoms ─ star wars (obvi), kpop (bts, enha, nct), jjk

⠀★⠀⠀OTP(s)/shipname ─ bruh idk. hayden + kaleigh... kayden. or haleigh. they're both nice names. sam + kaleigh... saleigh? or kam? ooh! harrison + kaleigh. karrison. also haleigh. i like kayden and karrison, lol. but what about eros + kaleigh? keros? ealeigh? keros is pretty cool <3

⠀★⠀⠀favorite color ─ grey

⠀★⠀⠀song stuck in your head ─ ironically it's can't get you out of my head by kylie minogue

⠀★⠀⠀weirdest habit/trait? ─ honestly idk, if i had to pick i'd say either sucking my tongue (i have a very strong oral fixation, not very sure why) or rocking back and forth (i do this subconsciously, and both of these are self-soothing)

⠀★⠀⠀hobbies ─ writing, drawing, making little handmade gifts for my boyfriend, baking, making character playlists, making bots,

⠀★⠀⠀if you work, what’s your profession? ─ right now i'm an artist apprentice

⠀★⠀⠀if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? ─ mortician!

⠀★⠀⠀something you’re good at ─ many things! writing, singing, and art are a few!

⠀★⠀⠀something you’re bad at ─ um, skateboarding? my posture is fucked so my balance got fucked too.

⠀★⠀⠀something you love ─ my mom, my boyfriend, my cat, thai tea

⠀★⠀⠀something you could talk about for hours off the cuff ─ the horrible staff at my previous school and their mistreatment towards me

⠀★⠀⠀something you hate ─ arrogance

⠀★⠀⠀something you collect ─ the tabs off of cans, paper towel tubes

⠀★⠀⠀something you forget ─ i often forget to eat. actually. and drink water. until my mom asks me about it or my body is like "sustenance please"

⠀★⠀⠀what’s your love language? ─ physical affection

⠀★⠀⠀favorite movie/show ─ favorite movies are a series of unfortunate events, life as a house, and the fugitive. my favorite show is black butler.

⠀★⠀⠀favorite food ─ oddly specific but baked chicken, cabbage, and cornbread!

⠀★⠀⠀favorite animal ─ pallas cat

⠀★⠀⠀are you musical? ─ definitely. i love to sing and i've played a few instruments. violin is my favorite that i've played!

⠀★⠀⠀what were you like as a child? ─ very smart, very playful, and very imaginitive. i love to learn and i have a very good imagination, especially being an only child.

⠀★⠀⠀favorite subject at school? ─ english/reading!

⠀★⠀⠀least favorite subject? ─ probably math

⠀★⠀⠀what’s your best character trait? ─ my empathy

⠀★⠀⠀what’s your worst character trait? ─ also my empathy. it's very draining and i find myself exhausted giving myself and my kindness away.

⠀★⠀⠀if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? ─ being cold. i hate being cold.

⠀★⠀⠀if you could travel in time who would you like to meet? ─ oh my. probably jeremy irons in his prime.

⠀★⠀⠀recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love) ─ okay here i go. i rec sins of the father on ao3. it's so well written.

TAGS: @102hannah @addictedtohobi @ilovekmchenzie @vilemorals555 @schizo-toddhoward @cocobear18 @theladykassia @zapernz @grymghoul

[mzannthropy]

Anne of the Island Chapter 26

A remarkably short chapter. (Still I had a lot to say about it, lol. I think there was a lot packed into not many words.)

I like it, bc it has the things I would want more of in this book: girls dressing up for an event, exchanging confidences. (Reminds me of that chapter in AOGG when Anne and Diana are in her gable while she's dressing for the concert.) Not that I necessarily like everything they have to say wrt Jonas, but *shrug* whatever.

Anne, this is certainly your night for looking handsome. Nine nights out of ten I can easily outshine you. The tenth you blossom out suddenly into something that eclipses me altogether. How do you manage it?

I love this. Phil's aware of her own beauty but also compliments other women. No jealousy detected. This is abundant thinking, ladies and gentlemen! Someone else's beauty doesn't negate your own.

The dialogue about flowers is very interesting. I know it would seem that Roy sending Anne orchids means he's not the one, but she says he knows what flowers she likes, and that he doesn't usually send orchids, so on some level he does get her. Yet he still sent her orchids. I don't know much about flowers. I wish I did bc I like photographing them and it's maddening not knowing what they are and then having to post them online with "idk what flower this is but it looks pretty so here you go" or "some white/pink/whatever colour flower, enjoy!". Anyway, "he knows I like flowers I can live with. Orchids are only things you can visit with"--it's brilliant, isn't it? Can she only "visit" with Roy?

“Who is Christine Stuart?” “Ronald Stuart’s sister."

Okay, who is Ronald Stuart?

So Gilbert is hanging out with a music student named Christine. I mean, why not. It's his right to spend his own time with whomever he chooses. Anne refused him, so he's looking elsewhere, sorry not sorry. *shrug*

“Get off that cushion instantly, you cat, you! Why don’t you stay down where you belong?”

I'm like that sometimes. When us humans get annoyed, it's cats who receive it all.

The Sarah-cat did not approve of him. She always turned her back on him.

A warning sign? Anne is not specially attached to Sarah-cat. If it was Rusty who didn't like Roy, that would be a red flag. IIRC Sarah-cat was described as regal, so it might just be the case of a cat looking down on a lowly human. (My next door neighbour had this cat who thought he was an emperor, he didn't let anyone pet him and he had a look of utter disdain for humans. Upon seeing me, he would wag the end of his tail and I found this the highest form of honour. Sadly, he has now gone to where all the good cats go... but he will never be forgotten.) We've not been told how Sarah-cat reacts to visitors, so we can't draw any conclusions.

And so we meet Christine Stuart.

“Rose-leaf complexion—starry violet eyes—raven hair—yes, she has them all. It’s a wonder her name isn’t Cordelia Fitzgerald into the bargain!" 

I posted this before, but since we're doing the book club--I think the actress Dagmara Dominczyk represents that:

(On the left it's her as Mercedes in the 2002 film The Count of Monte Cristo.)

Anne comforts herself with the fact that her nose and her figure are better than Christine's.

One's got to wonder why she's so bothered, what do you say, readers?

[mentohol-blog]

I definitely don’t think that was why he got his initial push. Just part of the reason why he was brought in to begin with; not the whole reason, I know he also wrestled for years in the indies and showed he was a fantastic worker. And evidently it’s not a concern anymore, just like you said,

And they’re all doing a great job; I can’t wait to see what’s coming next, too! It’s fun to be emotionally impacted by the storylines, and I 100% let myself mark out and buy in when I’m watching, lol. That's 90% of the reason I got back on Tumblr (was it a month ago? Maybe? Around that much haha); so I could interact with other fans or at least have a place to talk to myself about wrestling and not bug my family and friends about it 24/7, so I appreciate your response!

Of course, thinking logically, wrestlers can’t be in the main event scene constantly, and aren’t robots who can work all day every day. I’m glad things are different than when I was a kiddo watching and wrestlers were working themselves into the ground with no breaks/ riddled with CTE/ rarely seeing the insides of their own home. I don’t actually WANT it to be all Solo, all day.

But it’s fun to be able to have a venue where I can just react to what I’m seeing. Every where else in life, we have to think so carefully, because our words and reactions can have such a powerful impact on the people we interact with. But here, in wrestling, on my itty-bitty blog, I can let myself just respond to what is playing out on my screen (within reason, of course) and it’s honestly pretty fun haha.

Of course, even that has a limit. I don’t go, like, messaging wrestlers on social medias or in any way sharing these knee jerk reactions with the actual people behind the characters. I just watch my triweekly soaps and rant about them in my microscopic corner of the internet. And sometimes, I get responses from folks and get to talk, vent, or debate about this thing we both love with them, and it’s awesome. So, thank you ❤️ I hope you have a fantastic night/day!

The story line that is bothering me the most right now is probably new Bloodline, specifically because of Solo. He's one of my very favorite current wrestlers, and it feels like he's just there for convenience. They bring him in to WWE because of Jey and Jimmy's questionable ability to travel globally, and then just relegate him to the background. Then they give him a short stint in the main event scene before using him to help get Jacob over and push him back down again.

I don't know. I typically try to be positive about the directions stories go/ booking decisions, but I want better for the boy. (Also I miss Tonga Loa and that bodacious booty of his).

[kylermalloy]

Once Upon An Incest

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist

Characters: Alphonse Elric/Edward Elric, Winry Rockbell

Word Count: 1196

Summary: Ed, a crown prince, struggles to navigate his engagement to Winry, his ongoing affair with Al, and his duty to the throne.

Written for the @elricestloveevent of 2024.

Winry is glaring daggers at Al. Again.

Ed fidgets in the high-backed chair and twists his head to shoot her a discreet warning look.

No one else can see this. They’re in the middle of court, for the gods’ sake.

The kingdom can’t learn of this—this triangle of love and hate and indifference between the crown prince, his betrothed, and his younger brother.

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[lemongogo]

anyways . silly thing

[marimbles]

i miss carpisuns sometimes </3

[yuwuta]

i get critiquing plot holes and power differences/disadvantages and systemic things like sexism and sexualization/fetishization and racism in manga and stories in general, and i also understand loving your favorite character and wanting a certain outcome for them, but it's always a little bonkers to me that people geniuenly believe they could have come up with better endings or outcomes than the authors themselves... like i know people get attached to their favs and everything but manga and story telling is an artform and it's art that's created by a real life person who chooses to share their story with you there is no "better" ending that you could have come up with because you couldn't have come up with those characters in the first place! sure you think you could worm them around in better scenarios but even that is wishful thinking because you couldn't have, wouldn't have, and didn't come up with the world and scenes around them to navigate them in canon in the first place! idk i get wishful thinking and hopes and cracking jokes and fix-it fics and ships all that but sometimes i feel like people need to be humble and take a step back lol.... it's not your story and there's nothing for you to change, much less publicly scream about how the author fucked up just bc your favorite character didnt end up how you wanted them to.... and if u feel that strongly just like... do it in your own little online or irl community lol there's no need to scream on the internet every 3 months about how u think the mangaka who gave u the character u love so much is a piss poor artist

[quaranmine]

the amount of math i put into figuring out my PTO is honestly so funny. i've probably spent like 2 hours this week and last week just playing with the leave calculator spreadsheet my coworker gave me. this morning i added a sheet for 2026 so now i'm calculating my PTO out that far. i basically already have a plan of how i'm taking time off for 2025 so as to maximize my time off in 2026. i dont think this is a normal level of attention to detail but at least i'm having fun

[sysig]

maybe you should doodle however many or few starcon/helix/damned characters as you like (in human or alien form) in cute halloween costumes! imagine... ZEX dressed up as Ariel thelittlemermaid...

Day 26 - "I hadn't realized humans also had aquatic subcultures!" "Oh, well, uhm..."

[b4kuch1n]

tdov was like a week ago already but I just wanna say when I came over to vacation slash help my sworn brother move flat he told me, "ever since you said you wanted to get top surgery I've been thinking about it. it's straight up number two on my bucket list"