princess mackie

it's a leomack summerrrrr

[phiphifetacheese]

₊˙♡﹗˚ ༘ she's your real life angel, baby! born in 2004, she's been gracing your screens for 22 years! sources say she smells like birthday cake and a snow day. she's leo scott's forever girl ── read all about it! she's pushing it down & praying despite her therapist's recommendations.

scene-stealer. boundaries (byf). dear diary.

layout ib @laylasverse. / made by mack, may 2026.

[phiphifetacheese]

loved the post about leo n his friends to btr! also mr eugene robinson is so 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

^^ this is the video anon is talking ab lol

thank u anon omg !!!! i am vv glad u like robby he's one of the chillest lol ( he's got a good head on his shoulders even if his birth chart ( virgo sun moon mars, libra mercury & venus, and scorpio rising ) is terrifying bahaha )

i love doing these little character charts so here's robby's !!

eugene "robby" robinson is the left wing (#65) for the university of massachusetts cherry hill hockey team. he's the assistant captain of the grizzlies + got drafted #32 to the detroit red wings. robby's known around as the wisest of the bunch, typically spouting bouts of random hockey knowledge. he's the most introverted of the team and typically stays inside. he's closest with leo and loulou robillard and spends a lot of his free time with his longterm girlfriend hanna, a nursing student. ( his step-sister rachael is the bane of my existence though lol )

[phiphifetacheese]

i was ab to post an edit on here that got fyp blocked and now it's telling me that i need a content label on here BROOOOO WHAT'D I DOOOOOOO #WHATDATMEAN

( putting it here without fun formatting IDGAF )

[phiphifetacheese]

I'M BAAAAAACKKKK I FINISHED MY SEMESTERRRRR!!!!!!! i'm going through everything ( asks first lol ) now <333 i have some edits to post here too lol

[phiphifetacheese]

hi hello i pinky promise i have not forgotten ab y'all i just literally have no time to do anything....when this semester is over in may i will make a full return I SWEAAARRRRR

[phiphifetacheese]

hii!! this is so insanely random but i was wondering about the intro chalkboard that you used to introduce your f1 driver dr (which btw is absolutely gorgeous!!) ik that post was so insanely long ago so i totally totally get it if u don’t have it anymore :))

so sorry if you’ve posted it before and i didn’t see it!! that’s totally on my end lmao 😽🤍

hi anon !!! u are sooo good #trust i literally love when ppl ask ab stuff like this bahaha but i did in fact post it here on macknshift lol but it is 2023 versus like, 2024-26 so if u need me to whip one up for the correct year just send another ask!!!

[phiphifetacheese]

🍀 better cr : sloane mackintosh as lara jean covey of 'to all the boys i've loved before' by jenny han. / a look into the psyche of a 19 year old college student. . .Ish.

made by mack , march 26 / follow me on tiktok @/missmackie.

[phiphifetacheese]

🍰 better cr : leomack , 'mistakes like this' by prelow. / a.k.a. the halloween drunken love confession that May Or May Not be the best and worse thing to ever happen to sloane mackintosh.

"I love you, Sloane. I do." Leo just keeps on repeating this, slurring as he takes steps down the hill over-and-over again and I just want to collapse in the damn street. Maybe if I just laid down and played dead, he'd sober up enough to realize that I do not want to hear him wax poetic when he's drunker than Peters and Robby combined.

I made the executive decision to leave the party and take Leo home after he threw up on my shoes, and I am sincerely regretting everything that ever led us to this. For him to ever say this to me, for him to kiss me, for him to get this drunk.

I know it's the alcohol talking, for one. He didn't kiss me in my apartment when we watched Empire Strikes Back. He's just horny and drunk. He'd probably hook up with anyone that asked when he's this wasted.

Screw this stupid hill. Delta Chi is not even a mile away from Leo's, but trying to go down the hill with a 6 foot drunken hockey player is harder than it sounds.

He keeps on nudging me, trying to get me to look at him while he makes this kicked puppy facial expression.

"I really mean it, Mackintosh. I swear to you," he keeps on going, like the fact that he's not willing to say it to me sober basically gets rid of all conviction. I just want him to shut up.

"I know you think it's because I'm drunk—which I'm not—" I laugh a little. That's the craziest lie I've ever heard, and Finn once asked a girl out at hockey camp, pretending to be 17 when he was 13. "But I love you, so so much. I'm too chicken to tell you, but you gotta believe me."

I roll my eyes, finally turning to face him a bit more. "I'll believe it when you're sober, Lee. C'mon, it's cold as fuck and I don't have a liquid blanket on like you do.

Leo practically tumbles down the hill when I speed up. He's not willing to let this go.

"Please, you can't tell me you've never thought about this—us."

I sigh, "I have. That's the issue."

"What. So I'm just a fantasy boyfriend? Am I not good enough to be the real thing?" His hair is fucked up from when we were dancing in the frat, and his eyes are so glassy and needy. All I've ever wanted is him and it takes every inch of self control to not give in. Fuck.

"I'm not talking about this with you. You are drunk, Leo."

"That's a copout." Apparently, his coordination gets worse but he becomes a lot more perceptive. "You're afraid of opening up to me!"

I give up. "Of course I am! Are you kidding me? This is the most I've ever felt for another human being! I've never had this kind-of experience, or feelings for anyone. Of course I'm fucking scared."

"Then why won't you let me love you?"

"You're drunk. I'm not—you're not sound of mind. I'm not talking to you about this."

We're both clearly…frustrated (sexually, probably) but neither of us will end this conversation. Leo will say something correct, I'll try to shut him down, and his drunk ass will read me like a book.

Rinse and repeat several times.

"But I know you. I know you so well that it scares you. I know you drunk, I know you sober, and I love you no matter what."

It's kind-of unfair how well he knows me. That he's stumbling around in a film-accurate Han Solo costume and I've never felt more seen in my 19 years on planet Earth.

I blink at him as we finally make it to the bottom of the hill, arms crossed like it'll offer any protection. The fake blaster at the side would probably do a better job of scaring him off. (We both know neither of us would want that to happen.)

"Is it because you finally kissed me? You finally realized that I might be willing to sleep with you?" At this point, I'm ready to start crying, too.

Leo backs up, practically falling over. "Wha—"

"Think about it. I've been hinting to you that I see you as more than a friend for what, weeks? At this point? I fucking suggested to do a couple's costume, Lee. You could've said something when we had our marathon, or like, any time before now."

"You think this is sex-based?" I nod a little bit and he's making a face that, for once, I can't discern what it means. "Fuck. God, I mean, you're perfect, and so so beautiful and I dream about you, but no. God, how can I even prove this to you?"

I stop in front of his house, heading on the porch to let Leo in. "Tell me this sober. You have no idea how I want to hear this coming from you, but I need you to be sober."

I can hear him crying—or at this point, maybe the tears are coming from me—as I turn back around and knock on the door. I hear a disembodied voice yelling to come in, and practically grab onto Leo's shoulders to corral him in.

I glance through to make sure Leo can make it into the house one last time. "Tell me it sober, Lee. Please. I want you, so badly, but I need you to be able to tell it to me sober."

I can't even leave before he runs back to the porch, keeping the door open with his foot. He crashes into me one last time and I feel like I've actually just died on the spot.

I know I shouldn't, but I succumb to that pea-brained, animalistic part of me and rest my arms on his shoulders, wrapping my hands in his hair as I lean in, reciprocating the second kiss of the night that I know never should've existed in the first place.

Instead, I melt into him, like we're two halves of one whole being.

He still tastes like cherry vodka and that ciabatta loaf I made him scarf down before we left, which should be a terrible, terrible combination, and yet I want to taste him for the rest of my life. I've only been kissed by 3 other people, but I know for a fact that this, sort-of drunken and full of yearning, is the best I'll ever get. It's messy, and arguably carnal in the way that I feel like if I ever let him go I'll lose him to some otherworldly force but it's perfect, too.

We have to breathe at some point, which we do, but as I collapse into him, chests heaving from the combination of two beings into one, I just want to kiss him more. But I have to be the adult in this. I'm the sober one. I want him so badly, I feel this want practically burning in my core, but he's drunk. He won't remember this interaction in the morning. How my lips are red and swollen from two kisses, and my pupils are probably blown out.

"Please," he whines, pressing our foreheads together. "Just one night, please, let me prove it to you, that I love you, Sloane."

I shake my head. "I want to, so badly."

"Baby, please." I have to break away from him and in any other scenario, in any other state of consciousness, I would've given in. I would've given him anything he asked for. But I'm too damn sober to do this. Not tonight.

"Tell me when you're sober, Leo. Please." I beg, turning away from him one last time to go to Betsy, parked right off of the sidewalk in front of his house.

Right. I have to act like this never happened and drive home and never tell Em a word of this.

I shouldn't look at him again. I shouldn't. But as I open the door to my polka-dotted Volkswagen beetle, I do. I sneak a look at him, drunkenly sobbing on the step of his porch. Fuck.

made by mack , february 26 / follow me on tiktok @/missmackie.

[phiphifetacheese]

🍰 better cr : leomack , 'don't delete the kisses' by wolf alice. / that one couple that's basically married that u all love . . . that's basically leomack.

made by mack , february 26 / follow me on tiktok @/missmackie.

[phiphifetacheese]

Does your Stranger Things and It dr have the supernatural elements too or is it just vibing?

soooooo sort of? it's a backstory. it's actually pretty canon compliant minus like, el dying ( literally one of two characters i needed to stay alive and she just. Didn't ) and mlvn staying canon ( sorry guys! not my cup of tea! ) but it's all in the past. the pennywise shit happens when richie and i are 13 and we're 18, so it's just like? pushed back sort-of?

no upside down shit for me thank uuuuuu <333 i say this as i have a normal stranger things dr where i do, infact, experience the upside down...n e ways.

[phiphifetacheese]

hello!! ur st and it dr seems super interesting!!! is it maybe set in college or high school? sorry for prying !!

omg don't worry u aren't prying at all!!! so when i originally created this dr i decided on making richie and i ( and the losers club lol ) the same age as the older teens ( steve, nance, jon & robin ) and the more i sat with it, it felt too similar to my regular st dr oddly? So. i changed it and made richie and i born in 1971, the same age as the party.

but to answer your question it's that weird limbo time. it's set in the summer of 1989, right after the losers club and the party graduate, right before richie and i move to new york city!

[phiphifetacheese]

🍰 stranger things x it 2017 dr : shannon tozier , 'super graphic ultra modern girl' by chappell roan. / the defacto princess of derry , maine and cousin of mike wheeler happens to be moving to new york city for college with twin brother richie! ( she just has to make a 3-month pitstop in hawkins , indiana. whoops! )

made by mack , february 26 / follow me on tiktok @/missmackie.

[phiphifetacheese]

🍰 small town romance dr : nashelly , 'lover, you should've come over' by jeff buckley. / That Moment When you find out the guy you never stopped loving actually wanted you this whole time. . .and tried to tell you through postcards.

made by mack , february 26 / follow me on tiktok @/missmackie.

[phiphifetacheese]

waitttt.....u guys!!!!!!! ik i've said this like 82,000,000 times but thank u for continuing to support me as i've switched blogs + everything 😭😭 it definitely was a fear that when i switched ppl would just forget i existed lmfaooo

[phiphifetacheese]

ugh ur the most creative person ever. 10/10 posts all the time trust 🫡🫡

okay so u r an actual angel wtf??? thank u sm anon 😁😁 i'm glad to hear it ( even if i am #absolutelyterrible at posting BAHAHA )

[phiphifetacheese]

soooooo how would we feel if i did a teensy little animated moodboard giveaway for valentine's day 🫣🫣🫣 i was originally planning on doing one during the holiday season but i got so fawking sick it was DIABOLICAL!!!! anyways! lmk! it would be ship themed + for my moots only bc it would take for freaking ever if i left it open to anyone and everyone but lmk!

[phiphifetacheese]

🍰 the pitt dr : robenroe , 'hold on we're going home' by drake. / the new social worker might have An Incredibly Controversial Thing for the day shift attending.

made by mack, february 26 / follow me on tiktok @/missmackie.