#jesse asks

[inedibleplastic]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎊🎉🎁

THANK YOU!!!!!!

Another step closer to world domination (that happens at 23 trust)

[therealslimshakespeare]

So glad you're back; I've missed you around here! And glad that you're accepting Sarge headcanons, because:

We know that Jesse plays football, and Jesse is damn good at football. But! I believe in my soul that Jesse is just...freakishly good at anything athletic. I picture him as a three-sport athlete in high school (football is the most important, but you know this boy can play baseball and basketball too). And beyond ball sports, Jesse's a natural at things like karate, bowling, mini golf, dancing...anything that he can use to put that body to work. 😂

Thank you! I missed all y’all! 🥰

Also, fuck you’re so right. Honestly there’s not a really boy who’s not sorta obviously decent at every athletic thing required of them at any given time but Danny sometimes has better things to do and Jack is sometimes too blaisé to be bothered which means that -despite not being one to hog the limelight- Jesse often shines in that role to a tilt spectacle degree.

Like, random af things too, even as he gets older and remains more private than his TikTok Live Addicted Bro and his Literal State Governor Baby Brother.

Catch him throwing the first pitch at a baseball game and that shit is smooth. It’s gorgeous, so is he. Everyone rewatches the slo-mo of it for ages.

Also feels like he’d love to coach kids. Nothin to intense or competitive but he’s real good at it and he’s so good at the sports himself everyone do be in awe over him. Of course Donna has never seen anything hotter than her mid-40’s husband shooting hoops in his short shorts.

Also. BOWLING KING. Fuck he’s so good at bowling it enrages his family.

You’re so valid for all this anon. I’m addicted now.

[aconflagrationofmyown]

I’m think I’m in love with Jesse already.

More please x

Gimme some prompts then, love!

this makes me so, so happy and relieved, I love these kids, I love the thought of Elvis’ life brimming full of children and grandchildren and the wild abandon of his love running through each of them and their life trajectories, informing their tragedies and triumphs, thanks for sharing it with me

[guitarandgallade]

So hypothetically, if I were to find three water types...

Which one should I pick?

Horsea

Carvahna

Azurill

Voting ended onMay 18, 2023

[pumpkin-spice-whump]

🗺️ and 🪁 for Jesse?

Thank you for sending this!

🗺 Is there some place your OC would love to go or something your OC would love to do but likely could never happen within the boundaries of your story?

Jesse would like a road trip. Just him and maybe someone else, and a trip. Doesn't matter where. Just going. Driving. Stopping when he wants to and driving if he doesn't. Not worrying about anything except where to get gas next. This might be possible later on, but even if he had the freedom his mental state isn't ready for something like that now. It just sounds like it could be fun.

🪁 Are there other writer's OCs that you think your OC would really get along with?

Jesse and @peachy-panic's Jaime are honestly really alike. I'm not sure if they could get over their anxiety to talk to one another, but I think they have a ton of similarities!

[jesseevelann]

If KermitSaso week was a thing, would you participate?

[squishablesunbeam]

show me PaletteMark!!

This actually wasn't at all what I thought it was lol

I must have had some intention to explore something further with Mark in this but I can't remember for the life of me! So I'm just going to post the whole thing for you 😊

Have a sweet little Palette chapter!

"Hi Jesse."

"Oh!"

Jesse carefully put down the knife that he was cutting up vegetables with and took one step away from the counter.

"Hi Mitch! I'm sorry. I didn't hear you come in."

Mitchell smiled softly at the young man. He was standing perfectly still, with his head slightly bowed and his eyes down. It hurt Mitchell's heart a little bit that he was still so uncomfortable with him coming around but it was Mitchell's own fault. He needed to make visiting more of a priority.

"Don't mind me," Mitchell held out one hand, gesturing for Jesse to continue his task, "You making dinner?"

Jesse huffed out a little laugh, "No, but I'm in charge of the vegetables."

"Worthy task."

Jesse just smiled and took one step forward and picked up the knife again. He so carefully lined up the edge of the blade before slicing, every single time. Mitchell found the way he settled into a slow rhythm oddly mesmerizing and he audibly squeaked when Mark showed up right at his elbow without saying a word.

"Jesus! Make a noise would you."

"Sorry," Mark laughed placing a firm hand on his brother's shoulder, "Never known you to be so skittish."

Mitchell scoffed at his little brother, "Sure. Our entire lives didn't clue you in huh?"

"Fair point. How's it coming Jesse?"

"Good," Jesse smiled but kept his eyes on the carrot under the knife.

"Can I toss them into the salad yet?"

"One more carrot and then yes."

Mark snatched a slice of cucumber off the cutting board, earning him a playful scowl.

"There's only two slices of cucumber left you know."

Mark happily shoved the slice into his mouth and grinned, lifting both hands up in the air and backing away from the counter.

They watched Jesse make the final slice of carrot and set the knife carefully off to the side of the cutting board, his eyes scanning over the perfect little piles of assorted vegetables as if he was making sure everything was done to his satisfaction. Mitchell found himself holding his breath as they waited. He wasn't sure for what.

Finally, Jesse nodded and looked up at Mark with such an open, vulnerability that Mitchell wasn't expecting. Jesse's eyes were shimmering in the evening light, as if they were holding back little pools of tears, just waiting to spill over. Mitchell swore he could see the scared kid tossed into the system, waiting to be punished for cutting a damn pepper the wrong way.

He watched Mark round the counter as casual as can be.

Wasn't Mark seeing this? Mitchell found himself wanted to wrap Jesse up in his arms and tell him everything was okay and he was safe and no one would ever hurt him ever again. He breathed out a slow breath as Mark quickly looked over the little piles Jesse had so carefully made. He bumped Jesse's shoulder, making the boy smile and snatched another cucumber, popping it into his mouth.

"Hey!"

Mitchell could feel the tension around them all shatter, dissolving into laughter instead. Mark squeezed the back of Jesse's neck, the kid sporting an impressive overly exaggerated pout, before reaching into the fridge and pulling out another cucumber.

"Oh, thank god! You don't get any of this one!" Jesse said, snatching the cucumber out of Mark's hand and promptly shoved him out of the kitchen.

"Oh come on!" Mark laughed as he allowed himself to be manhandled by a man currently half his weight, "Those are perfect by the way. Toss 'em in the bowl when you're done chopping up my cucumber please!"

Mitchell was stunned at what he'd just witnessed. Jesse's entire disposition completely morphed from a scared, unsure pet trying his best to properly perform a task given by his master to a playful, happy member of the family so proudly chopping up, and protecting, the last cucumber. The kid was beaming and laughing and mindlessly scooping up the veggies and tossing them into the salad bowl.

"You okay?"

Mitchell looked over at Mark, setting the table.

"I'm great. Hungry."

Mark smiled at him and gestured to the spread of food, Jesse coming in with the salad and proudly setting the bowl in the middle of the table.

"Let's eat!"

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[therealslimshakespeare]

This is a weird and niche ask, but how tall is Jesse? I think you mention Daisy being tall in one of the Sarge stories, and ever since I've pictured Jesse as being tall tall (like 6'4"). This is maybe (definitely) just because I like tall guys myself, but that has been my oddly specific headcanon since I read (I think) Patch it Up Baby. Bonus points for Donna being itty bitty in general, and a million times more so next to Jesse. This is probably not what you had in mind, but I wanted to spread the love anyway.

Ok this is so cute of you, anon. And I too am obsessed with Jesse and Donna being that cute couple where he’s all lanky athlete and she’s a teacup tryer, so we are fully jivving.

In my rudimentary musings on this, I’ve always typed the Presley Boys from shortest to tallest as: Jack, then Jesse, then Danny. In my minds eye Jesse is a solid six foot, probably not much more than that but he’s svelte and longgggg and so gives the impression of being taller than he is. Just as Jack being a bit more of a beefy boi gives the impression of being shorter than he is.

If you’re looking for above six feet, Danny is your man.

But honestly, I’m not stingy, if you wanna imagine Jesse being toll as hell, please feel free to do so. 😏 Either way, Donna is barely at eye level with his pecs so, it’s a win