#sizzlingcloudmentality

[gyllenhaalstories]

hi Laurie! 🧡 can I ask you something on this fine Sunday?

Is Rusty more of an ass or a tits man?

Please know that i absolutely would love an essay about this topic, please and thank you.

Rusty tax (with your own gif lol)

hiiiiiiiiii! 💖 thank you for this wonderful question and for the rusty tax. long time no see happy rusty. i don't know about writing an essay, but i do know about rambling pure nonsense! 🥰

you're putting him on the hot seat, i see! well raymond quit mya quit now there's just me left to defend rusty. poor guy, he's going straight to horny jail because in the wise words of the bee gee's: he's a woman's man, no time to talk (actually that's false, he did way too much talking) and LOTS of time to fuck. that's all he seemed to be doing. chicago's crime rate was skyrocketing when he was rocketing carolyn.

considering the fact that all it took for rusty to snap and to ruin his family for good was carolyn talking bullshit about back in the day when adults could touch each other as if they've ever been stop by anything... he's into whatever he can get himself into. if something moves and gives him praise & attention, he probably wants to fuck it at least a little bit. BUT. but... butt. he likes butt. he's an ass man. let's introduce exhibit gifset #ilostcount in the court.

gifs me by me @/gyllenhaalstories

sneaky little rusty texting carolyn during raymond's political campaign brainstorm to tell her that her ass looks good in a skirt??? he's so shameless about it too. that man is GUILTY. the sheer amount of times they fucked from behind also proves my points.

you hug and his hands are cupping your ass. he walks by and his hand is sliding across your ass. you're waiting in line to be seated at a fancy restaurant and his hand is on your ass. you're sleeping on your stomach and his hand stays on your ass. emotional support buttcheek or whatever.

you're washing the dishes and he comes up behind you, hands splayed on your stomach to press your ass against him.

you're on the bed ass up and face down into the mattress, hands splayed on your ass to spread your cheeks open for him to eat you out from behind. or to let him watch his cock disappear instead of you. or both.

he loves slapping your ass with his right hand and making you hiss at the cold metal of his ring pressing into the skin of your cheek. the sound of your skin slapping against his when he pounds into you from behind is his second favourite sound in the whole world. the first one is when you moan out his name.

he loves it. he loves how easy you mold into him. you roll your eyes every time, you say he's annoying, but he knows you love feeling him get hard against your ass when he holds you just a little bit too tightly against his body.

but(t)...

ass here, ass there, buttcheeks everywhere. but i believe that, above everything else, he's a pussy man. big fan of pussy. he loves pussy, pussy loves him. home is where the pussy is. the warmth, the tightness. it's so wet, it's so perfect. made just for him. he was made just for it. sliding in for the countless time and it still feels like home, he loves that (unless you're woman he married, then he turns into an overly charming golden retriever who abandons his family in exchange for a couple of treats and some pets).

he loves pussy. he loves looking at it bare or in pretty lingerie, or mostly bare so he has access to it. stress relief and love language. he loves touching it, kissing it, sloppy making out with it. flicking his tongue every so lightly over your clit, fucking his tongue as deep as it can go into you. nose deep, he's scuba diving into it. he could come from grinding over your folds, grinding through your folds, rubbing his tip over your clit, fucking just the tip inside your entrance only to push deep when he's desperate to come.

he doesn't take good care of your heart but he sure knows how to take good care of your pussy.

[quinnnfabrgay-writes]

hiii, I have a made-up fic title for you 🥰

laundry day

i cannot tell you why, but this just screams breeding kink with Joel Miller to me

it's laundry day in the Miller household, which means you're in trash clothes and going around to the different bedrooms and collecting everyone's clothes while Joel follows behind and strips the beds (because he's a dream husband and helps you with everything) your shirt, covered in juice stains from Sarah and what most certainly is a baby vomit stain from Ellie, billows and flows with your movements, the old stretched collar slipping over your shoulder, revealing a flash of skin Joel immediately feels the need to sink his teeth into. the sight of you gathering the bin of Ellie's dirty onesies sending him into a primal urge to knock you up again and again and again i mean, your friends always joke he's "gonna give you a whole soccer team of kids if you let him"

[mandaloriankait]

Kait!! Hi 💛

I need to know 1, 2 and 5 about your blorbo(s) please and thank you!

Hiiiii Daphne my love ���

1. who’s the Blorbo that you’ve never posted about on your blog?

Hmmmm. Probably this bitch right here, Ryan Evans from High School Musical:

I fucking adored him so much.

2. who was your first ever Blorbo, who was your childhood Blorbo, and are they still your Blorbo?

First ever was Bill Paxton's character in Mighty Joe Young. Was obsessed and in love with him. Also my childhood Blorbo because that movie came out when I was five lol. He is still a Blorbo of mine because I never let them go. LOL

5. what’s the thing you dislike the most about your Blorbo?

Honestly? The fact that several of them are canonically dead LOL.

[davidayer]

Hi!

Long time no ramble. I'm curious, which fictional characters are rotating in your brain these days?

(please give me all the details, thank you very much!)

Hi Daphne! 💗 Unfortunately I have been lately plagued by Empty Brain Syndrome and I haven't had any good ideas to keep my creativity going which means no characters have been rotating in my mind 😔

I did have a little thought blurb about Rusty, which I'm lowkey irritated about because of all the JG characters, of course it has to be Rusty. That prick lol.

I was thinking about those scenes of Rusty and Carolyn and how she was teaching him to be physically dominating (which also corresponds with the book) and it got me thinking about a Reader scenario where Reader is the one teaching Rusty.

something like this but the roles are obviously reversed. Also, I don't think a lot of people focus on it-- but, Rusty does have a bit of a dominate-mean streak himself that I'm positive wasn't taught. Think of when he grabbed Barbara when he was angry. That wasn't taught, that was all Rusty acting on instinct. So, I think he would pick up what reader is teaching him quite quickly, and may even backfire on reader. 😌

They would have a lovely toxic romance.

[pedgito]

Hi Ali!

I would love to participate the fun summer challenge, pretty please 🥺🥺🥺

So if possible, I'd like roadtrip, #4.

Thank yooouuu 🫶🏻

Okay, #4 has already been taken but I'm going to assign you #5!

Road Trip #5 is TAKEN.

[billyboyblue]

Hiii! 💛

I'm back on duty and I'm here to tickle the collective fandom brain.

With Presumed Innocent coming out soon (aaaah), I would just like to hear all your thoughts on Rusty. 

Is he guilty? If so, would we still do unholy things with him (duh, obviously)? Or is he just an innocent little guy and only guilty of cheating and murdering pussy? He obviously likes being choked and I'm not complaining. What else might he like? Is he a pancakes or bacon/scrambled egg breakfast kinda guy? He does need his protein tho, for several reasons... 👀

Please let me/us know all your thoughts and hopes for the new show and the character we're blessed with this summer, thank youuuu.

Paying my Rusty tax for inspiration ✨

Hi there hi!! Thank you so much for asking dude that's so considerate of you, I'm smiling like a loon whenever I see a little ditty about Jake going around 😊.

Oh yeah, so Rustholomew Jones Sabich the third is a full on useless man. And he expressed it multiple times in so many ways. The first thing we see is him looking for his phone first thing in the morning. What a dumb thing for a cheating man to do, lose his phone even in his own home. And then he asks someone to call it and it's his daughter that does so. Even for a little joke all I saw was chekovs gun.

Okay so I got insanely curious about the original after Jake's recent interview and watched it tonight and gosh yeah I'd recommend if you haven't seen it for Harrison's voice of nothing else, but in the movie there's a segment where he, Sabich, spells out the prosecutor's theory on himself and it's exactly what everyone sees in the new version. A jealous man driven mad with love and obsession pushed too far when left for another man. It's basically what's teased in the new trailer.

But what's different is the circumstances of the wife's role. I have 3 very specific moments I want to focus in on, this one:

The two times Rusty and Barbara look to each other with smiles on their faces and in the worst circumstances. One while on trial in front of the family and the other while presumably blowing up his mistress' phone on family night. One thing that immediately came to mind was huh. That's weird. Then this

Here she's saying that He and Her will fight to save their family. And he's puppydogging along as culpable as all hell doing his due repentance to save his family. As he should but also as he has no other choice because I believe that the murderer is his daughter or son. I'm leaning towards daughter as she didn't exist in the movie, she's an added layer to the plot directly drawn attention to 3 separate times in the trailer.

So what I think happens is this. Carolyn and Rusty begin their affair and it goes south, my instinct is something happens between Rusty's phone, his daughter and Carolyn to cause the strife. On the night Rusty texts her 30 times the daughter is there confronting Carolyn and struggle maybe?

Either way Carolyn is dead the daughter is responsible and now Rusty and Barbara have to close ranks. Rusty poses her in like a victim in a prior case to throw the cops off the trail.

To shine a bright suspicious spotlight on Rusty. To make it look like a multitude of things. It could be a prior killer seeking to mess with authorities and Rusty; it could be someone framing Him with the case they began their affair during; it could be rusty himself messing with the crime scene to mess with motive, (something the prosecution accuses him of doing in the movie). But really it's all a red herring to cover for his daughter and falling on the sword one way or the other. Either covering up a murder he's responsible for to protect his daughter or go to jail for a crime he didn't commit for his daughter.

I won't spoil the movie or who the killer is in it but hoo boy does it hit hard with an ending monologue and epilogue. I definitely wouldn't be surprised if the modernizing done was from the murderers standpoint. Either way I'm hoping for a good mystery over audience subversions.

There's something about pathetic men and the power trips they go on when they think they've found a space they can lose all the tie ups and inhibitions and insecurities. The euphoric rushes that come with secrets and taboo midnight confessions, panted and whined and gasped into a lovers mouth. The stinging ache of shame that splatters across his chest and cheeks as he's tied up and torn into like a present for a greedy hand make him feel that same warmth he used to get from being a good man and husband.

The sharp hatred and ragged words he fucks into Carolyn's more than accepting places feel like a balm on his soul. Not just the filthy things he says to her, or the shapes he folds her into, or the marks only he can leave are enough for men like him. They eat their obsession whole. Consume them to fill up all the hollow places they themselves carved into their life.

And that's what some men do. Use up the women in their lives in every way, stealing their life force ala Gone Girl like @ Stephendorff mentioned. It'd be beautiful poetry if after discarding his wife for Carolyn, and Carolyn for his daughter, that he pays that price.

But that's just a theory a game- no, no it's too soon. Sorry matpat it's too raw. Thanks you again Daphne! Hope I didn't let ya down and you liked the theory lolol😅

[drabbles-mc]

fic authors self rec! when you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. (if you feel like it, no pressure.) spread the self-love 💜

ahhh thank you so much!! 🥰

i'm gonna try to pick fics from a smattering of different fandoms 👀

- Just One Week (Horacio Carrillo x F!Reader), Narcos

- What Did You Do? (Mikey Berzatto & Richie Jerimovich), The Bear

- You Should Probably Leave (Bishop Losa x F!Reader), Mayans M.C.

- Pretty Boy (Juice Oritz x OC Dakota Lowman), Sons of Anarchy

- Even if You Don't (Benny Cross x Johnny Davis), The Bikeriders

thank you again!! xo

[det-loki]

Hi Star ✨💛

I'm back on duty and I'm here to tickle the collective fandom brain.

With Presumed Innocent coming out soon (aaaah), I would just like to hear all your thoughts on Rusty. 

Is he guilty? If so, would we still do unholy things with him (duh, obviously)? Or is he just an innocent little guy and only guilty of cheating and murdering pussy? He obviously likes being choked and I'm not complaining. What else might he like? Is he a pancakes or bacon/scrambled egg breakfast kinda guy? He does need his protein tho, for several reasons... 👀

Please let me/us know all your thoughts and hopes for the new show and the character we're blessed with this summer, thank youuuu.

Paying my Rusty tax for inspiration ✨

hi Daphne! You have no idea how happy I am to see you!! 🫶🏻💓

First, I am so unbelievably excited about presumed innocent!! It looks soooo good and I love crime/mystery/angst (im a broken record)

Roadhouse was fun but Presumed Innocent is much more my cup of tea. This looks to be a...spicy...tea 👀

I so wish I would've recorded my reaction to the trailer bc oh my goodness!!! I had flash backs to southpaw and rachel doing the thumb thing, and then jake explaining that scene on howard stern. (I can't find the clip but I'm 90% sure it was howard stern. either that or that one radio interview from the southpaw press run. anyway!)

Rusty. Now, I think he's innocent bc my silly little brain is like yeah, obvious choice is to make me think he's guilty so therfore I think he's innocent. And it's Jake's face. He's innocent. Now watch me be wrong.

Rusty appears to be a family man. Family man, full breakfast. I'll serve him the full continental breakfast if he wants, baby whaever you want. Eggs, pancakes, bacon, fruit, yogurt, muffins, the whole thing. I've got time for you!

Spicy scenes! Spicy! Hot! Oh my god! Have we been in a spicy/intimate scene drought with Jake characters? I think yes. Obviously I love the depth, mystery and drama so much more, but we deserve the spice as a treat. Those scenes seem so...intense? I'm feeling very much a power imbalance but it's always changing between rusty and carolyn. that's just what I've taken away simply from the intimate scenes, I'm sure it will very much evolve and change once we know more.

I'm just so so excited for this show. Again, I love the dark vibes, I love murder mystery and it's been a while since I've watched a show/film that's scratched that itch. I love jake in particular in these kinds of roles. Ahhh!!!!

(Thank you for the rusty tax, so appreciated 👀🫠)

[gyllenhaalstories]

hi i love this and i love you very much xoxo 💖

You look at each other for a moment and the moment stretches into a small eternity that just belongs to you and him. He probably knows a formula to describe this phenomenon.

i stared at that paragraph and nodded slowly for a minute. i love it. i love it so much.

all the science words??? this is pure genius. can he gravitate in my orbit next!!!

all the getting older innuendos made me giggle. sigh. i'm too old for that.

“Fine. I’m coming.” “Oh, I know you will!” He gets up again, the pad of his finger still under your chin. “Sue and I will make sure of it.”

THREESOME NEXT!!! i am sat. same desk, same chair. i arrive first in the classroom. I'M SO EXCITED.

i didn't ask for much, out of my time at university. i didn't even ask for an education that could be useful. all i asked was THIS. a hot prof to be hot with and do hot things together. thank you for providing this perfect dream!!!

ALSO!!! did i see that right? i sure did! OVER 1000 NOTES!!! YESSSSSS THAT'S MY GIRL!!!!!! 💖💖💖

finite eternity

Professor Reed Richards x f!reader | wc: 1 k | ao3 | mdni, fluff

summary: after getting your phd you return to your former professor to thank him. he says some nice things and you get a "you're coming" guarantee. coming to dinner that is.

warnings: legal age gap (reader's mid/end 20, Reed is however deliciously middle aged), a little angsty, a few possible double entendres (or maybe not? you get to decide), a little pining, finger under the chin (twice), the poor attempt of science metaphors, and if you like: there's definitely some threesome things happening AFTER this fic

a/n: I need Reed Richards. and a smart man with grey hair at a blackboard? hell yeah. telling me he's proud of me? hell yeah. inviting me home to have dinner with him and his perfect wife? HELL YEAH. thanks to my perfect wife @guiltyasdave for the quick beta and the squealing<3

series masterlist - ch. 1 - ch. 2

The big doors open silently and you slip into the lecture hall. The one you've spent so many hours in, learning, despairing, making friends. Falling in love even. You haven't been here for two years and everything has changed and everything is somehow still the same.

Quietly you take the steps down, careful to not startle Professor Richards who is writing on the blackboard. The quiet, smooth rasp of the chalk against the dark surface sounds so familiar that it gives you butterflies. Or maybe it’s him, still him.

A smile crosses your face when you read the formulas on the board, you know them well, you wrote your thesis about them. When you reach the first row and you pull down one of the seats a loud creak disturbs the peaceful and dignified aura of wisdom and science. Reed turns around, already a charming smile on his lips to shoo some eager students back out of the room.

“Sorry, lecture doesn’t start until…-” And his smile turns genuine, his eyes crinkle and his head tilts down so he can give you that one look from under his lashes. “You? What, did you forget to start your assignment on time again?”

Your own smile grows and the butterflies are still in the pit of your stomach. Maybe it was Reed all along. The old banter, it flares up so easily between the two of you like there hasn't been a two year break.

Your elbows propped up on the table in front of you, your chin resting on your folded hands, just like you spent half of the lectures in this hall. Nothing has changed.

“I can assure you, there are no due assignments anymore, Professor-”

“Reed, please,” he interrupts you and puts the chalk away. “You’re one of us now, please call me Reed.”

He wipes his fingers clean before walking over to you and sitting down on the fixed table next to you.

“You've heard about it?” You feel so proud in this moment, being one of them, one of the smart scientists, and it feels like you've worked your ass off just for this: the doctor title and the privilege to call your first mentor Reed.

“Of course I have. I’ve watched you. Your successes. Congratulations!” He holds out his hand, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up and giving you free sight to his forearms. He is still so incredibly toned. You take his hand and when his warm palm swallows yours in a firm shake your breath hitches just the slightest bit. Nothing has changed.

“Thank you. For everything, Reed. Without your support I wouldn't have been able to-”

He shakes his head, interrupting you again. You're not even mad. “None of that. You did it all yourself, all the hard work. All the hours you stayed awake at night, working through papers… All I did was giving you a little nudge every now and then.”

You remember the little nudges. The encouraging notes you sometimes found. Or when he squeezed your arm, his thumb rubbing over your shirt. Your eyes flick from his smile to his eyes and then you take in his whole face. There's more grey in his hair now. A few more wrinkles. But the soft waves in his hair are still there. He still holds your hand, even has placed his other one on top.

You look at each other for a moment and the moment stretches into a small eternity that just belongs to you and him. He probably knows a formula to describe this phenomenon.

“I'm proud of you,” he says quietly and heat crawls up your neck when he squeezes your hand, his thumb caressing the skin over your knuckles.

“Thank you, Reed,” you whisper and feel shy all of a sudden.

Just as shy as that one evening, when he helped you with something, you can't even remember what it was. But you sat in his office, slumped over your notes, frustration gnawing at you like you gnawed at the end of your pencil. Until he was next to you and nudged your chin up to make you look at him.

He didn’t say anything at that moment, there was just silence and his finger under your chin and the scent of books and tea and his aftershave and his tongue running along his lips. Another of those finite eternities. “You’ll be doing great,” he said and made time start running again. Slowly running, like his thumb along your bottom lip. For just the fraction of a second. As if it had never happened…

“You look all grown up. Like the woman I always knew you were.” He squeezes your hand again and you blink. You are back again, in the lecture hall in which Professor Richards made you fall in love with science. Back in the front row, with Reed saying things you'll stash away for later.

“Come over for dinner. Sue loves getting to know my science spawns.” He leans closer, his smile morphing into a mischievous smirk. “Especially the pretty ones. Pretty smart ones.”

You hesitate, at loss for words with Reed being so close that his gravitational pull draws you closer. Your mouth opens and closes again when he tugs on your hands, making your orbit a little smaller.

“Just say yes. It will be grand. Now, that we're all adults. All grown up,” he whispers and his voice, sweet and rich, says so much more than the words mean. “I know you want to, I know that face…”

He tips your chin up with the simple touch of his finger and you can't hide your excitement anymore. You roll your eyes and scoff out a little chuckle.

“Fine. I’m coming.”

“Oh, I know you will!” He gets up again, the pad of his finger still under your chin. “Sue and I will make sure of it.”

Maybe some things have changed.

whoopsie, no smut in this. i still hope you like it, let me know <3

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divider: @/saradika-graphics

[cuppajoel]

Hi Rae! For the ask game: 🕯️🦴 thank youuu

tyyyy for asking!

🕯️on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

I like that it makes me use a part of my brain that I haven't been since being on mat leave tbh so probably a 6/10

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing? 

I love this question. I'm inspired by everything and anything! Obviously flim and TV are huge influences bc of the type of writing that i do but I love borrowing tropes from other films ect and putting them with characters from the PPCU hence the 'Where my Lore Started' challenge

I'm also hugely inspired by music! Currently using Jeff Buckley's Lover, You Should've Come Over to help kickstart a Joel fic I have in my head!

Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game

[gyllenhaalstories]

pinterest game

share the first pin that shows up on your Pinterest when you search animal, hobby, tattoo, and celebrity crush.

tagged by @sizzlingcloudmentality (i had to cheat again but when i do i not cheat for these little games 😂 i got that rusty in me </3)

tagging anyone who wants to do it!

[quinnnfabrgay-writes]

hellooo, I'm here for the horrible questions 😏 17., 36. and 55. pretty please 🥺🥺

17. Ever made out in the bathroom?

... well you see when my wifey and i were just starting out we "snuck around" because we were "just casual" so we didn't think anyone else needed to know about us (turns out everyone knew we were fooling around lmao) so yeah, i've made out in a bathroom before 😅

36. Do you give out second chances too easily?

i'm the very definition of "forgive, but not forget" so yes? but i also hold grudges so 🤷‍♀️

55. Are you mean?

no??? idk, i've always been told i'm "too nice" and it's definitely gotten me in trouble before, trusted people i shouldn't have and have a few lifetimes worth of trauma bc of it. honestly, i could stand to be more mean

ask me some horrible questions

[mandaloriankait]

Hey Kait 💕

for the ask thingy: #8 and.... Javi P., Lucien and Marcus P.

Hey Daphne 🫂

#8: share a car with, share a bank account with, share a cake with

Share a car with: Javi P for sure

Share a bank account with: I think Marcus P would be the best option for this one honestly.

Share a cake with: Lucien, again I feel like this is the best option because I wouldn't trust his toxic ass with a bank account or car as far as I could throw him 🤣

Thanks for asking bb! 💕

[davidayer]

happy valentine's day!!

AHHHHH! Daphne! This Valentine's card is ah-mazing! Thank you for sending it to me. Valentine's with the Count sounds like a fun, special time 😏

Happy Valentine's 😘💝

[pedgito]

Aliiiii, I love you challenge!!

Can I please, please, please grab erotic horror #4 (but I'd pic any number really) and a deleted scene?

Thank youuu <333

HI BBY!! Yes, of course!

Erotic Horror #4 is a combination of BONFIRE/BEACH (so a little double up on location, your choice what elements you'd like to include) and for deleted scenes you rolled a kink of: Sex Pollen!

I absolutely love this combo omg

[msjarvis]

This is absolutely perfect! 🤩

(And I laughed so hard at Marcus Acacius and the Seine joke I scared the cat… 😂😂)

Thank you for sharing!!’ ✨💖✨

the pedrolympics

daphne @sizzlingcloudmentality and i are spending our days watching the olympic games and we got to thinking… which sports would the pedro boys compete in? (there might have also been tequila involved in the decision making)

pre outbreak joel - football (…soccer) because of sarah

post outbreak joel - shooting, for obvious reasons

tim rockford - rowing, that’s where the obscenely broad shoulders come from

marcus acacius - triathlon, because swimming in the seine would add to the grime so nicely

max phillips - swimming, because it seems like the fuckboy thing to do

marcus pike - table tennis, self explanatory

lucien flores - surfing, it’s the flowing shirt and the soft beach waves

frankie morales - wrestling. just picture it

ezra - canoe slalom, in the paralympics

marcus moreno - decathlon, because he can do everything

dave york - tennis. daphne mentioned the grunts and moans we’d get to hear. jana died.

agent whiskey - eventing. riding horses so we can ride the cowboy

javier peña - beach volleyball, in tiny shorts

javi gutierrez - artistic swimming, he’s got the moves for sure and picture him in a swimming cap 🥹

pero tovar - judo, he knows how to use his hands and body

oberyn martell - diving & gymnastics, because he’s a show off that can do both. also the shoulders

maxwell lord - fencing, rich people sport but cooler than golfing

din djarin - rugby. the thighs. he can run. he can jump. he has experience in holding onto a green baby shaped like a rugby ball.

dio morrissey - skateboarding, wearing all black

comandante veracruz - sport climbing. also hosts knife throwing competitions in the olympic village.

clint - boxing. again, just look at him

reed richards - golfing. he’s a distinguished gentleman okay. could also be accused of cheating in most other sports

unnamed materialists sugar daddy - dressage, he knows how to make you… stay in line (we don’t know what’s wrong with us)

dieter bravo - manages the team’s social media account. he’s a star on tiktok

let us know your takes! 🫶🏻