#petel

[suprocboy]

I FUCKING LOVE YUMESHIP YAOI

my little guy works at blockbuster. heh. it's kinda awesome.

PETER MICHEAL DINUNZIO COVER YOURSELF IN OIL

[epellucid]

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[gamekids-firewolf]

pgs 131 - 150

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This was the most difficult chapter to draw by far. The fight scene on top of the White Forest... waugh. On the plus side, though, the space in-between is a lot of fun to draw. Even if it killed at least two of my pens.

[characteroulette]

Actual character sheets for Dante and Petel! ....kinda! =7= ;;;

Anyway explanations under the cut --

Dante Vicario (he/him)

Golden blond hair (curly/wavy), Red eyes, Round nose

Casual clothes: lavender vest, white tee, black skirt, lavender shoes

5 feet 5 inches, 15 - 16 years old, still a bit pudgy

Also known as "Inferno" and "Fireball"

Anxiety child, always nervous / upset

Game Form: red pyjama long sleeved shirt and pants, barefoot, surrounded by fire

Petel Vitayev (they/them)

Black hair (straight), light blue eyes, long tall nose

Casual clothes: cream scarf, red coat, blue jeans, black shoes

5 feet 6 inches, 16 - 17 years old, runner build

Also known as "Wolf"

Subtle expressions, no fear

Game Form: white-grey shorts. Wolf ears, tail, paws, and legs (white-grey fur)

(maybe check out my books about these two)

[littleplasticthings]

Au parc Lafontaine, 1947

[detective-piplup]

so I started reading game kids

[joostjongepier]

Wat?   Gevangenneming van Christus en Christus voor Pilatus (1325-1350) door een anonieme kunstenaar,  De geboorte van Jezus, De verrijzenis en de Heilige Christophorus  (ca. 1380) door een anonieme kunstenaar, Reliekbuste van Pinosa door Meester Henrik (1426), Drieluik met de Aanbidding door de Wijzen (Triptiek van Jan Floreins) (1479) door Hans Memling, Het sterfbed van Maria (1475-1482/83) door Hugo van der Goes en Adam en Eva (1628) door Georg Petel

Waar?   Tentoonstelling Zeldzaam & Onmisbaar – Topstukken uit Vlaamse collecties in MAS, Antwerpen

Wanneer?   7 januari 2024

In het MAS (Museum aan de Stroom) is een tentoonstelling te zien van topstukken uit Vlaamse musea. Aanleiding voor de expositie is het 20-jarig bestaan van het Topstukkendecreet dat zeldzame stukken uit Vlaamse kunstcollecties erkent en beschermt. Niet alleen mogen stukken die zijn opgenomen op de Topstukkenlijst niet buiten Vlaanderen worden verkocht, ook worden ze geconserveerd en zo nodig gerestaureerd. Een kleine honderd stukken van de lijst zijn samengebracht op de derde etage van het MAS.

Twee albasten reliëfs komen uit het, in maart door mij ontdekte, Museum Mayer van den Bergh in Antwerpen. Ze zijn gemaakt door een onbekende kunstenaar. Evenals twee in het Louvre en één in Brussel bewaard stuk hebben ze deel uitgemaakt van een retabel. Op het linker stuk zien we Judas die Jezus verraadt met een kus, Petrus die een soldaat het oor afslaat dat vervolgens door Jezus wordt genezen en de gevangenneming van Jezus door soldaten. Het tweede reliëf stelt de voorgeleiding aan Pilatus voor, die zijn handen wast in onschuld.

Uit hetzelfde museum komen twee panelen van het ‘vierluik Antwerpen-Baltimore’, voorstellend de geboorte van Jezus, de verrijzenis en (op de achterkant van de verrijzenis) de heilige Christophorus. Wat vooral opvalt aan deze paneeltjes is , naast de verbluffend heldere kleuren, de gedetailleerde versiering van onder meer de matras waarop Maria rust en de kleren van de soldaten bij de opstanding.

De reliekbuste van de heilige Pinosa is op het eerste oog een beeld van een hoofd. De bovenkant van dit hoofd kan echter open en het ‘beeld’ blijkt een in een zijden doek gewikkelde schedel van de heilige martelares te bevatten. Ook zonder de , letterlijk en figuurlijk, religieuze lading van dit stuk is het een fraai kunstwerk van de hand van Meester Henrik.

Zijn werken van voor 1400 veelal van onbekende meesters, in de vijftiende eeuw verandert dit. Dit is de tijd van de Vlaamse Primitieven. Eén zo’n werk is het drieluik met de aanbidding door de wijzen. Opmerkelijk aan dit werk is dat we, door een tekst onder op de lijst niet alleen weten wie het geschilderd heeft, namelijk Hans Memling, maar ook wanneer (1479), waar (Brugge) en in opdracht van wie (Jan Floreins). De opdrachtgever zien we geknield, links op het middenpaneel.

Een andere Vlaamse Primitief is Hugo van de Goes. Wat mij altijd opvalt aan werken van deze schilder is de grote zeggingskracht van de handen van de afgebeelde figuren. De handen vertellen gewoonlijk een verhaal op zichzelf, zo ook op het hier getoonde Sterfbed van Maria. We zien de moeder van Jezus, omringd door de discipelen. Vooraan de evangelist Johannes met een boek. In het wit zien we Petrus die de laatste sacramenten toedient. Twee discipelen kijken de beschouwer recht aan en betrekken ons zo bij het gebeuren.

Naast veel schilderijen en de nodige andere kunstvoorwerpen, zijn er op deze expositie ook heel wat beeldbouwwerken te zien. Een klein maar zeer fraai voorbeeld daarvan is Adam en Eva van de hand van Georg Petel. Het ivoren werkje toont een naakte Adam en Eva, met op de achtergrond een boom waarom de slang zich heeft gekronkeld. Eva houdt haar lange hoofdhaar voor haar geslacht. In Adams linkerhand houdt hij de appel. Zo te zien heeft hij nog niet van de vrucht gegeten en, afgezien van de haarlok die Eva voor haar geslachtsdeel houdt, lijkt er nog weinig sprake van schaamte. De twee figuren maken een nogal ontspannen indruk.

[mizuiove]

i just found out that mitz petel (or "raspberry juice" in English" is not a popular kids book worldwide and its only popular here and I'm so sad how do u live your life without reading this book. its about this bunny. that loved raspberry juice. what more could you want.

[nataly-lanier]

For @petel-ka

[cookiepie111]

˳ ׁ 𝅄 ✧Where rivers flow✧ 𝅄 ׁ ˳

A/N : @shotmrmiller has a bath maiden au with ghost I was thinking about könig next thing you know boom! König x black reader. Please like and reblog. Suggestive. Not proofread

• Gladiator könig

• He's never been happier to have a private bath. Having to share with others in the public bath was awful, constantly looking over his shoulder huddled in the corner. In and out. Cleaning is a simple task. When the luxury of a private bath came he snatched it up

• You treat him like something special at least when you're bathing him. The way you wash his hair is nothing short of sinful. Smoothing lathered soap through his hair. Working your hands through his hair to his skull. Slowly. Drawing small circles ito his head when you reach the top. keeping mind to press down just enough to get his toes curling and send shivers through his spine and a rumble out his chest. He's been showing less and less resistance what started as small shivers and rumbles has turned into groaning and rolling hips.

• " Your hair has grown."

" Do you like it?"

"It will be difficult to fight, no?. Do you want me to cut it?"

" mhhh, just tie it up"

• He's always been a messy fighter, never shying away from tearing up his enemies, but now he's looking for a way to get blood, get as messy as he can so he can call you!

• It's cute the way you prepare his baths, like he's some fancy lady he heard you feel out of favour with your mistress.. or she fell from grace.

• full of sweet smelling perfumes, honeyed soap, flower Petels, it's really all wasted on a beast like him. He can't appreciate the flowers nor slowly savour the taste of sweet honey. No, he lays waste to such fields, grabs honey right of out hive like a bear.

• He gets to lay by the bath's edge, arms proped up at the edge. Taking up his heavy arm in your hands, gently rubbing at his body.

• You spend time on every part of his body, working warmth throughout his body with a sponge delicately and lovey.

• It's so embarrassing no one has ever touched him with such softness like he's something delicate. It sturs something up in him. He's so easily ruiled up why you are teasing him so much. He turns to syurp under your touch, thick and sweet

• In his own private bath, he can take up as much space as he likes, thighs spread wide in waiting on the baths edge. Again, gentle circular motions work along leg rising heat in him, but you always stop atop of his thigh

• It must be unnerving the way his stares wholly on you. He wants you to look at him for your eyes to meet and look away bashful like the sweet maiden he knows ( thinks). You are.

• He tries to pull you, laughs when he succeeds, seeing your white linen dress cling to your body. He loves your curls, defying the water coming back dry, untouched by the water.

• The little scowl on your face is the most emotion he's getting out of you. You're always so straight faced and professional when doing your job. A neutral face no matter what happens

• Be grateful he's just pulling you in. When you start to avoid his arms and he feels he's not getting enough attention he'll wait till your back is turned away from the edge of bath paying no mind to crashing water as könig rises out. A stone wall. He'll chase you round the bath. Could you imagine anything scarier. a bull running full speed at you talk nothing of the weapon between his legs. Surprisingly, he doesn't fall he's too quick and aglie on his feet for someone of his size, coming round sharp corners with ease. you, on the other hand, slip, falling right into his arms. Squirming in his tight hold. "Liebling stay still, you're getting me all excited," you freeze, realising his words, hips grinding into yours, matching your pace .

Bath time!

You're not entirely sure who's room he's raided maybe yours or the bath room.... probably accosted some poor noble woman to help him.

His hands move to mimick yours, heavy hand spilling fine smelling liquids and soaps into the bath filling the air with a sick unpleasant sent. The flowers are..dull some how like they're drowning in the water instead of floating atop.

He's /in/ the water with you, pressed up against your back, It's too close to intimate for the baths. he shouldn't be, that's not how things are done.

You frown at the sight of the comb. Too decorative for the baths, the type of comb used for events and ceremonies. His movements are stiff and awkward, like he's never held something in his hand like he isn't one of the strongest fighters here.

You feel the comb at the crown of your skull, slowly work its way down, shaking. "Ow!" These combs weren't made for your hair. They won't work. He stops, and your shoulders drop in relief till he tries again slower this time. His other hand reaches for your hair under the comb, teasing the hair down. " Stop, it won't work"

" It's fine I know what I'm doing"

" No stop"

grumbling rising out from the water. This man just won't listen.

"Come on, I'll make a proper bath for us" calling him over to the display of combs and bath liquids, placing the thick wide tooth comb in his hands. It's amazing his ability to make anything in his hands small.

" You'll have better results using this, okay?" You're not entirely sure he's listening. No, he's too taken aback by the full beauty of your body, brown skin wet and soft from the water, your hair properly soacked now sticks to your shoulders and curls around your face.

"Here"

Your back in the bath now not so nervous anymore now, you can lean into him just a little bit.

It's better now, he takes his time combing through your hair with his fingers, separating the large curls, coiling them around his finger letting them spring back when they fall. It's too much there isn't meant to be this level of intensity at a bath

You're hoping it's the bath that's just too warm, hoping he can't feel the heat that blooms at your cheeks

[hiskillingjar]

What do you think Strade, law, and ren would react to a bimbo type MC?

this is so fucking mean. how did you know i was into this??

OKAY WHATEVER, WOE NICHE FETISH BE UPON YOU AAAAA

ren 🦊

ren loves it. of course he loves it

mans is a cum brained hentai addict, of course he fucking loves you playing up to all his favourite tropes

he especially loves it when you pitch up your voice and coo and fawn over him. you sound like a little doll, it's just so cute!

(loves it even more when you do the same in bed and whine and squeal like one of his pornos lol)

cute outfits? skimpy clothes? an obscene amount of pink?? he'd love every second!! he loves high aesthetic anyway so he'd be more than happy to shower you with gifts so you always look pretty and perfect all the time

(and would totally want to pick out your outfits so that he could match lol)

he likes the heavy makeup too, especially if it gets messed up and smeared by tears, saliva, cum

he might even get a bit of a complex about it, especially if you played into the whole "tee hee i'm dumb and you're smart :3" part

like yeah actually, i AM smarter than you. you need me to look after you, don't you, baby? that's okay, you can just stay here with me and look pretty and enjoy being a dumb girl all you want ^_^

doesn't that sound so nice?

doesn't that sound so freeing, never having to worry about real life again?

awww don't fight me, babe, you just don't know any better!

lawrence 🥀

lawrence is. a little confused by it, honestly

like they know that you're playing this up. what are you trying to do? do you think i'm stupid, or something?

i mean law has kind of a complex about honesty, so they might be a bit. put off by you playing a role of some kind

besides, they want to break your brain by themselves. you doing it to yourself is no fun, is it?

in a brain break kind of circumstance though...

law would be super patient and take good care of you

your speech keeps slurring and you forget the words for things that should be obvious...that's okay though, they're there to help you. you don't need to think that hard when they're around

or maybe they'll just shut you up if it becomes too irritating, your dumb voice and your inability to even speak anymore. they have a pretty short fuse for that sort of thing

they might get a little tired of looking after a braindead doll, though...especially if some of your joints have been popped out

you'll just have to prove your worth in some way, the only way dumb dolls can...isn't that right, petel?

strade 🔨

H O R N Y

yeah strade likes it a lot too lmao

he picked it up pretty quickly though

the way you were dressed at the bar, the fact that you so readily trusted a total stranger. takes someone pretty dumb to do that...

so he takes a good long time figuring you out back in the basement?

is this just an act or are you really as stupid as you seem?

but you moan and whimper so sweetly, your voice slurring, and your brain blurred faster than he could have ever imagined

he has to keep you on, even for a little while, just to see what'll happen

considering his standing as the world's worst sugar daddy, you can dress up however you want and he doesn't have a word of complaint about it

especially when you get so upset when he tears your clothes off and fucks up your makeup when he fucks you. it's really irresistible though, your whines are too cute to resist!

might develop a bit of an ego about it (nowhere near as much as ren though, who definitely pushes his luck and fucks with you when strade's not around) especially considering how well his audience responds when he pushes a pretty girl into her rightful place under him

you're not much fun as anything other than a living fuckdoll though. you're too stupid for any kind of conversation, and you don't react nearly as fun to pain as he wants

but not like you care, even if you had enough of a brain TO care

you'll be his doll whenever he wants you <3

[gamekids-firewolf]

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This is the longest chapter I definitely learned my lesson after this. But!! The entire actual first chapter! Woah!!

I also decided I wasn't colouring backgrounds. Whoop.

[characteroulette]

Some extra doodles of the kiddos to fill out space haha

Also did Petel's band buddies, but I ran out of room... Also their colours are a bit weird because. Pens.

[squiddy-god]

Your Hand in Mine

akutagawa x reader

More re-uploads! Don't mind spelling and grammar please I have no beta reader so any mistakes my dyslexic self makes can go missed

♥︎REQUEST ARE OPEN♥︎ don't be shy, send request for any of the fandoms on my fandom list, you can even recommend shows/games if they aren't there. Or even if you just want to chat! Anon is also always open!

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Akutagawa was not the most affectionate lover, he was a reserved man, but he was also a man in love. His love for you had always run very deep, and so he had decided to do something for this holiday he often viewed as tedious and idiodic. He held your hand in his, something he often refrained from in public, but it was a special day today. It wasn't like he hadn't held your hand before, inface it was something he enjoyed, the way your skin felt against his calloused hands and the way he could run his thumbs over your knuckles, yes akutagawa enjoyed holding your hand very much. 

But somehow it felt different now, your gentle grip around his hand, fingers laced together as you leaned on his shoulder slightly. Maybe it was that you were doing it in public? Maybe it was that you had just gone on a lunch date? It confused him, the sweraling of emotions that flooded his heart, despite the confusion it may have caused him he didn't want it to go away. The feeling was warm, all consuming as it swallowed him whole, wrapping him tight in its clutches. “Ryu?” you asked, beautiful (e/c) eyes staring into his. It snapped him out of his trance, head jerking to look at you rather than your interlocked fingers, his face flushed as he stared at you. “Yes? What?” he cursed himself silently for how harsh that came out, but you only chuckled. “Were here ryu dear~” you thrilled, knowing how the affectionate term made his heart bubble, and oh his blush was worth it, a lovely red painting his cheeks as he led you towards the park bench.

It was peaceful, the chirping birds and calm breeze, the way the flowers swayed and swished side to side in the wind, their lovely peteles so fragile yet so brimming with life. But despite all of that the only thing he could focus on was you, the way your face helped the most serine of smiles, your eyes closed and your lips upturned. He always wondered how you could be so calm and so vulnerable around him of all people, but against his nature he wouldn't try to pick it apart, he would simply enjoy the feeling of your head on his shoulder. And so he rested his head atop yours, eyes barely open as he played with your fingers, his long digits twirling and twirling your fingers in his. A calmness washed over him, as though he was entranced by the movement and feeling. 

This of course didn't go unnoticed by you, you were perceptive, sensing the calm aura he seemed to be enthralled in. He seemed almost out of it today, but you dare not comment here knowing all too well that if you did he would stop. 

It was dusk now, the sun setting and bathing the city in hues of reds and oranges, shadows dancing at every corner as you walked in tandem with akutagawa. You soon came to the door of your shared apartment, taking out your key and opening the door and stepping inside. Without letting go of your hand akutagawa closed the door and locked it. 

You both decided to sit down on the couch, akutagawa leaning back as you laid in his arms, one sucre around your waist as the other helped your hand. 

He gently brought your hand to his lips, placing a lingering kiss on your knuckles, one that he seemed hesitant to end.perhap you let him continue? To simply hold you like this? In his arms were your safe, with his cool lips pressed oh so gently to your hand... “ryunosuke, is something wrong?” his eyes shot open, wide and cat like as his dark irises stared at you. “You just seem out of it today, like your mind is foggy” you said. 

He let out a deep sigh, pressing the back of your hand to his quickly reddening cheek tenderly. “It has, my mind has been foggy today” “is that why you keep staring at our hands?” you asked, he wondered how he let himself become so obvious, and when he let himself become so soft. “Yes, i…” he paused a moment, “I like the way your hand feels in mine.” you gave a gentle smile, sifting so you could raise up slightly.

You intertwined your fingers with his and cupped his cheek. Your eyes stared into his, nothing but affection and admiration in your beautiful irises. “I like that to ryunosuke, so just know that you can hold my hand whenever you want” and with that you placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, his eyes sealed shut as he took in the moment, one that he never wanted to end. 

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[gmax-steelsurge]

Good Afternoon!

My name is Rose, Though you can also call me Mr Petel, if you so wish! and I’m a Galarian Maths teacher, though I���ve been known to dabble In chemistry and theatre! I’m here because my students seem particularly interested in this site and I am nothing if not a curious man.

I am curious to what any and all of you have to say! If you have time for an old man such as myself of course.

{OOC}

{Hiiii gamers, it’s me again. I thought this would be funny, yes, that’s chairman Rose. Yes he’s a completely normal math teacher, he’s committed zero crimes and has no desire to commit any. All interactions are good apart from NSFW.

Peliper mail is on, magic anons are at my discretion.

I have rules for what rose cannot and can see. Most of its like, spoilers and stuff. You can accuse him of his other selfs actions though, you’re even encouraged to do it. It’d be really funny.

I do take in character hate, though he’s just going to be incredibly confused by the entire thing.

I’m doing this as my final act as a sixteen year old for the bit. Muse is an adult, Mun is a Minor and finally my hub blog is here}