#jacob and i are the same

[sergle]

the best commission client you can ever get is always going to be this specific guy: he wants you to draw an oc he's had for like 16 years, he has a folder of references, she's like a catgirl who is also a magician or something, he has 3 paragraphs of her lore that he gives you + an exact pose, he's extremely polite and tells you to take as long as you need, and then he tips like $160 on top of the asking price at the end. and he always looks exactly like this

[generallyjl]

truly a game changer episode of all time

[cuntylestat]

I'm not Lestat, Louis.

[a-mint-bear]

Make Me Yours

Male Yandere x Reader

Part 2: "Your One and Only"

"I just... really wanna put a collar on a cute guy."

You didn't even mean to say it out loud, but your best friend since middle school had always been super open with this sort of stuff. You've always been the first one she texts when a date goes really well, or really terribly. And a lot of your coffee meetups, like this one, devolve into her oversharing all the juicy details of her relationships.

"Oh wow." She nudged you with a grin. "Didn't know you had it in you!"

Unable to meet her eyes, you try to defend your stray thought. You remind her of some of the jerks you've dated, how their assertive and self-assured personalities had all quickly turned into a bit too aggressive and controlling. In certain situations, in controlled doses... that could lead to a nice time. But it's all fun and games until you try to explain away some of their worse moments to your coworkers and swiftly realize you're in "that kind" of relationship. You wonder if you give off some kind of energy that attracts creeps...

The thought of finding a guy who would not only let you take the reins but maybe even prefer you taking charge? It gave you a little thrill you're almost embarrassed to admit.

"Well, it's nothing to get all twisted up over." she shrugs, taking a sip of her iced latte. "You'll find the right guy that's into that kind of thing."

You smiled, she really was trying to encourage you with this, and it was oddly sweet of her.

"Oh, look!" she scooted closer to you, showing you her phone screen. "There's tons of collars you can get. You thinkin' like leather, classic S&M style? Or somethin' more cutesy?"

Maybe a little too encouraging, sometimes.

~ Somewhere very close by...~

His hands were shaking. Your words were playing on repeat in his head, drowning everything else out.

As if you weren't already perfect. He'd been so jealous of you meeting up with your friend, but if it made this conversation happen so he couldn't be too upset about it. He'd been trying to think of some way to make you his for so long... But being yours? Wearing something like that? Something that said he belonged only to you?

He was already yours. But a little proof never hurt.

. . .

It was late, and you decided to cut through the park to get home quicker. It was a pretty safe area, but you didn't want to be here any longer than you had to be. A few lights lit up the main path and you didn't see anyone else around.

But that didn't mean you were alone.

"Hey..."

You spin around to see... some guy. You'd never met him before, but he was... making A LOT of eye contact.

He was cute though. Soft, fluffy hair and piercings in his ears, his bright eyes poking out from beneath his bangs. And he had at least six inches on you, but not really an intimidating frame, a bit skinny too. The way he was looking at you was making you nervous, but you weren't sure if it was a "Oh, this is unexpected." kind of nervous or a "You're gonna end up in his basement." kind of nervous.

"You probably don't remember me but, uh...we had a few classes together last year and…"

He seemed really nervous himself, trailing off with some color in his cheeks. You tell him politely that you were sorry, but you didn't remember him.

"That's okay, uh..."

He was breathing kind of funny, his eyes still staring into yours. You asked him what he needed, hoping it would speed this along and you could leave.

He took a breath, and all you could do was stare, wondering if you should distract him and make a break for it.

"I... I've liked you. For a long time. It's like... like everything about you is just so... wonderful! Seeing you every day keeps me going! I was okay just watching but then... Sorry, sorry. I'm c-coming on too strong, I..."

He took a step towards you, moving like he was going to touch you, but you instinctively took a step back. He looked a little hurt.

"No, no please, don't be scared! I just... I thought it was the right time... I've been thinking about this for so long! I just wanted to..."

He dropped to his knees and the look in his eyes was almost...like he worshipped you. Like you were everything to him and nothing else mattered. It was a bit overwhelming...

"I heard you talking to your friend the other day. Not, uh, not in a weird way, I swear! I-it's just... It's all I can think about..."

He stared at you, a glimmer of something in his eyes. You could see a tremble in his hands, like he was debating reaching out for you again. But he was holding himself back.

Seeing him kneeling, looking up at you with a want that burned into you... It was doing something to you.

This was a weird, kinda scary, unbelievable situation. But it felt so...

Good.

You felt bold. Deciding to go for broke, you finally spoke again.

You asked him to tell you what he wanted.

You could see the tremble shoot through his frame, the smallest, quietest gasp when the your words finally registered.

"I want... I want you to look down at me, just like this! I want you to run your fingers through my hair and tell me I'm a good boy. Your good boy! I want to cuddle up to you and hear your heartbeat while you hold me, I... I want you to use me... I want you to yank my collar if I get too excited and tell me to behave."

He laughed softly at the thought, this guy was completely smitten.

"I want to be yours, if that'll make you happy..."

He reached into his back pocket, you heard the gentle clink of the collar before you saw it. It was like some kind of odd proposal, except he was down on both knees.

He held it up to you, his eyes clouded with a want that made your face feel hot.

So painfully slowly, you reached out for him, your fingers flinching back for a split second, rational thought desperately trying to break through. But despite all the reasons you could think this was completely crazy, you still wanted this.

You touched his cheek, and he didn't hesitate to lean into your hand with a contented, dreamy sigh.

The power he was giving you was... new, exciting, maybe a bit intoxicating. And he was offering it all so willingly, you wondered if this was all a dream.

"I wanna be your good boy..." His voice was soft but pleading, almost desperate. "Please..."

His smile was making your brain feel fuzzy, seeing him looking up at you like you were his whole world.

"Make me yours."

[fishblade-koi]

Yea sure Jacob would never do the same mistake twice by trusting a stranger he knew for approximatively 5min just because that said stranger complimented him and gaves the attention he certainly did not craves for years

[akajustmerry]

god. the way jacob anderson delivers those lines in the finale, "would I have been stronger sooner? would I have resisted lestat 2 decades later?- snatch the candy, be the man in the different suit.but the suit changes nothing. and again, I'm kissing lestat on the altar..." GAH. he's so good he's so fucking good it drives me crazy. it's so hard to make really poetic dialogue like that sound like natural speech, but jacob does it so gut wrenchingly well, plays it like these are questions louis asked himself over and over for decades and he's almost sick of asking them as he picks apart each minute of his life where he might have made a different decision that would have changed everything. the way he whispers, "but the suit changes nothing" like it's still a shameful admission followed by a defeated "and again I'm kissing lestat on the altar" like he knows he would have done it no matter what and it's always on loop. Jacob is just so good. this show will lose so much without him in a protagonist role.

[notthiscoolkid]

Everytime i hear people fighting about Geralt's choices in game

"Geralt always will choose Yennefer!"

"No!! Triss is better for him!!"

"Yennefer!!"

"TRISS"

He should choose Jaskier. Fuck this ladies and lets play pure gay romance

[fascinationstreetmp3]

Jacob Anderson as Louis de Pointe du Lac INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE | 1.07

[amore-vincit-omnia]

Karina trying to meet the eyes of the audience through a camera after Jacob referenced John Arbuckle's pheromones

[hyohaehyuk]

They are so in sync…they move as one… they ARE one… Just like Claudia said : "You spend an hour alone with him and you're breathing in sync together"

source: pirateslesbian and dvrkfaith

Videos: Interview with the Vampire’ Panel | SDCC 2022 | Entertainment Weekly and the 2nd video is from armandvampyr but bc tw searching system is all broken i cant find the original video if the person changed her user name

[bruciemilf]

since Bruce lived with his uncle and I assume in Russia too, do you think Bruce picked up an accent? And like a HEAVY one cause I just imagine them living there and Bruce and Jacob only talking in Russian the whole time he was there ,does the accent slip when he’s angry? Does it remind him of the man that hurt him and broken him beyond repair? That’s same growly sound his uncle makes when he’s mad at him for messing up or simply just existing,Does he feel guilty that he’s almost similar to him rather than his father? Also does Jacob talk shit about Thomas a lot to the point Bruce doesn’t whether what he says about his father is truth or lies? I just know it messes him up badly (SORRY IM YAPPING TOO MUCH I JUST LOVE THE KANES AND IM EXCITED FOR THIS FIC)

Me, getting choked up: Oh wow thank you

But god. Yeah. YEAH!

A soft tilt of his voice, all things considered, it is so gentle. A blade of a man. If Gotham’s ice, Bruce is winter. He's a slow, disarming snow day, holding your fate in the axis of his hands.

That’s not a birthright. It’s a manufactured, man-made, man-broken thing. It’s a scar only fathers leave on you, and Bruce lost so many, he forgets he is one, at times.

But it is inherited, for them. Son inherits damage, damage inherits son, and Bruce’s always been on the frontlines of a war he didn't even start.

But by god, it would hit Dick straight in the gut, to witness it, to stomach it, to watch his dad, — always strong but never tough, always resilient but not invincible, always a bit mean, a little too kind, — to shrink, a bit.

Russian is supposed to be their thing. Jacob Kane, half down the grave with his sister, war with skin and bitterness, does not get to ruin that.

Dick is the one war Jacob can't quite conquer. He's a little proud, a little envious, because he's standing both feet on what Batman could’ve been.

Dick who’ll flash his teeth in every grin, reminding his dear great uncle (Other, OTHER Grandfather? The family tree is an equation.) that a smile is a gun and greeting both.

Dick who’ll speak the most gentle Russian you've ever heard around Bruce.

Who’s always standing directly between him and Jacob, who’ll use extremely specific verbiage and accents so the other cannot understand what he's saying.

And Bruce just watching, blurry eyed, touched deeply, “You remembered.”

“Of course I do! That’s what sons do,” he glares at Jacob so hard. “For GOOD dads.”

[rainingcatsandjune]

i've been hyperfixating on sam for only a week after my friend introduced me to him but rahdfjksgsjdifgkfjgh kjfgsdfgh im so obsessed

i hope the fanbase on tumblr accepts these sam doodles

(the dentist one is what i made right after listening to sam's imperium audio ASHDAJHDF i have not watched the rest of imperium besides his video oml)

[roxxyhoney]

My Loustat/ Jam Reiderson heart is FULL. Like I just can’t be normal right now♥️

“Sam and I were talking quietly and intimately to each other, and we had these leaf blowers going, and there’s a guy pulling ropes outside to slam the shutters, and there’s stuff flying in our faces.”

“We have just built this trust where I implicitly trust him with whatever we must do. I hope that he feels the same way.”

“I’ve never had a work partnership like that, like you could throw us into anything together and we would be fine.”

“We’ll figure it out and we’ll have fun doing it.”

Source x

[happyunbday2u]

Hey ya'll seen that one movie about this one kid

who finds something that should be considered dangerous and

untamable

only for them to become friends with it

then get attacked so because of their bond it attacks to protect

and then by the end of the movie their friendship is saved and now everyone knows the truth about the creature who is actually really nice

Yeah im talking about Lilo and Stitch!

[vanityangel]

jacob finally got an "i love you" back from solo. happy valentine's day. 💘

[samglyph]

He’s not an old man he’s 34. If you don’t have any 34 year olds in your life here’s something to think about: He’s younger than Brennan Lee Mulligan.