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[gingerbreadmonsters]

ONE WORKED LET’S SEE IF ANOTHER WILL

HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY WONDERFUL AMAZING ENTERTAINING HUMAN

fndhdhgsjjsnsmdn THANK YOU!!! it was a very lovely day with some very lovely people and i feel very lucky 🥰🥳💕🎉💖

[seainspanish]

i HAD to draw her w the suit 🥹🥹

[sommerregenjuniluft]

@jegulus-microfic april 5 - slap - 1233 words - NSFW cw: spanking

for @persimminos & @messymoony & @stagpdf may the virgin!james adventures begin

“Mmn,” James makes, mouth full of cunt, eyes rolling into the back of his head at the way Regulus’ thighs start shaking. 

He’s moaning into the pillow his face is shoved into, toes curling.

And James can only agree, another noice rumbling through him when Regulus twitches harshly. It’s just that Regulus tastes so goddamn amazing, and he’s been letting James do this for two consecutive orgasms now so it’s admittedly a little hard for James to keep a straight head with the way his cock is throbbing with neglect and the urge to cum. He licks a straight path from Regulus’ little cock to his entrance going farther even and sucking at the furled skin of his hole too.

“Don’t stop,” Regulus pants, swinging one arm back to grab James by his hair and drag him back down.

Shoving his face right back between slick folds, smushing James’ glasses against his face, nose pressed in there too, no way of getting air and by god James didn’t know but suddenly he wishes he would black out from this. 

It’s been glorious upon glorious revelation for James ever since Regulus first initiated more than kissing between the two of them. For example finding out about his basically non-existent refractory period, about how a few well placed words and kisses on James’ pecs and stimulation to his nipples paired with a single finger stroking up and down his cock can make him cum. And apparently that he’d die a happy man if only with Regulus’ cock in his mouth.

He’s digging his fingers so hard into the soft give of Regulus’ thighs that James is pretty sure he will leave bruises. And that’s another thing on the list apparently, now that he thinks of it. Leaving Regulus in shades of purple and red and blue, leaving his mark on Regulus. James makes a mental note to ask him how he feels about hickeys later.

For now James keeps gripping and kneading the flesh, suddenly plagued with the urge to smack his palm flat against Regulus’ ass. God, he wants to hit Regulus. The prospect is exciting yet James recoils a little at how naturally it comes to him, something so animalistic. Yet. Regulus might actually like it…given how he’d explained to James earlier that he relishes in the sting of soreness, in the overwhelming feeling of being stretched to the brim and fucked until he thinks his insides might bruise.

James helplessly groans against Regulus slit.

Soon enough Regulus’ noises grow an edge, back arching impossibly and tugging so hard on James’ roots it stings and then Regulus shudders through yet another orgasm.

Once they’re laying down next to each other, limps loosely entangled and breathing slowly mellowing out, James approaches the subject.

“Um, Reg,” he gnaws on his bottom lip.

Regulus hums in response, eyes closed, face still flushed sexily.

James takes a deep breath, reminding himself that Regulus had reprimanded him to ask about anything he wanted to know or try. “Earlier there, um, I think I wanted to sorta slap your ass.”

Regulus’ eyelashes flutter open prettily, grey eyes fixing James in an instant and making his breath hitch. He purses his mouth a little, regarding James with intense curiosity. His voice is a little husky from too much use when he speaks up, “Wanna try it?”

“Y-yeah,” James nods, finding himself even more eager than usual.

A small grin plays with Regulus’ mouth and James is momentarily enraptured by the tip of a sharp canine digging into his lower lip before Regulus arches one brow.

“Oh, right now?”

“No time like the present,” Regulus purrs, hiking one of his legs higher up and wiggling his bum.

James cock kicks where he’s still hard and heavy against his stomach. He nods, “Mh, right, yes.”

He goes to sit up but Regulus interrupts. “Wait, sit up against the headboard a little.”

James pliantly does as told, scooting up and placing a pillow between his back and the cool wood.

“Mm, perfect,” Regulus murmurs, giving him a quick kiss before he leans over his lap and lets his crotch rest right against James’ thighs, his ass now literally right in front of James’ nose. When James doesn’t do anything for a few moments too long Regulus twists his head in his crossed arms, cheek squishing adorably and cutting James a look that says Today, perhaps?

James swallows, chest fluttering with nerves and spine tingling with…something else. Sometimes he gets the urge to just bite Regulus. Like, very fucking hard. He takes a deep breath. James doesn’t want to overdo it right on the first hit.

He draws his hand up, gaze flitting back to Regulus who holds the eye contact reassuringly and gives him a tiny nod, mischief sparkling in his eyes and smirk toying with the corner of his mouth. It gives James the needed confidence to let his hand come down quickly. There’s little force behind it, it’s almost gentle, like you would swat the fingers of your loved one away from a plate of too hot cookies but it felt good, to feel the pert flesh react under his palm.

James warily glances Regulus’ way again who, bless him, sends James another encouraging nod. “That was totally okay, baby. You can definitely go harder. If that’s what you want.”

It goes straight to James’ cock, twitching where it was resting against Regulus’ hip. “Harder?” he chokes, clearing his throat violently and fingers clenching involuntarily against Regulus’ ass. James already feels delirious with the mere suggestion. “Fuck, baby,” he groans, “You sure?”

“Yeah,” Regulus nods confidently, tilting his neck, shoulder blades rolling enticingly, “I can take it, Jamie.”

James makes a noise he’s not quite sure is human and then sucks in a stuttering breath, lifting his hand again. The next smack is decidedly harder. His palm lands right against the meat of his cheek with a resounding sound, skin immediately warming and when James takes it away he leaves behind a beautiful faintly red spot. James could cry right now.

“Oh, fuck- fuck,” his eyes snap to Regulus, watching this one lick over his lips, parted once more and eyes already lidded again. “Baby. Baby, fuck, can– Please, please can I do this again? I’m– fuck.”

“Yeah,” Regulus breathes, nodding slowly, “Like it. More.”

“Oh, god,” James thinks he curses something in Spanish but then he’s already swinging down again, aiming for the same spot and marvelling at the way the pale skin flushes in an instant.

James kind of loses count after the first 5 hits on each cheek. He only knows the way Regulus grows increasingly louder again, breath hitching into gasps and moaning into the crook of his arm, crossing his ankles and arching his back more as James starts drooling pre cum down to add milky white to the mess of red and barely there purple that’s making James’ head spin.

At one point Regulus orders James to stop for a minute as he lifts slowly, groaning, only to reposition and lay down again but this time with James’ cock trapped between his thighs, right against his wet entrance.

Now, whenever James’ hits land, he feels Regulus clench around him. Feels him twitch and squirm around his cock restlessly until James cums with a stuttering groan and a breathless laugh all over Regulus’ marvellously mottled skin.

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IT'S FINALLY COMPLETE! THE ART PIECE THAT PULLED ME FROM MY YEAR-LONG ART BLOCK

And yes, it's of my durge Mars fixing Karlach's engine so that she doesn't have to go back to Avernus :)

Also if you want to color it yourself feel free, just let me know bc I'd like to see!

[boygirlctommy]

HI HI HI do you maybe perhaps have a sona I’m asking for totally not art related reasons Smiles and Nods

HI ROSE HI HI!!!! i have a minecraft skin if that counts as a sona? here he is :D !!!!

[loversj0y]

*I DO A SNORT OF COCAINE* Vampire? Wilbur? Vampire Wilbur x reader? Vamp….bur….

OH MY GOD YES.

okay im definitely going to have to come back to this later on but for now?

i leave you with two things.

one.

he's a clingy bastard, for one. he basically claimed you as being his the first time you met even if you didn't know it yet.

you would let him feed on you, and it would be addicting to him.

he says your blood tastes sweet and earthy, like matcha (not actually like matcha, but like that flavour profile, ykwim?)

he was so careful with you, never wanting to push you too far.

there was one time when he'd fed a bit too much, and you nearly passed out and he was TERRIFIED

but you were completely delirious and happy (vampire saliva has a calming, sedative like effect in order to keep the person subdued)

so you were just giggling and happy and he was just smiling and so fond of you

he would kiss you and let his fangs pop out and nip at your lips, and it would make you melt completely

even though he couldn't go in the sun, he loved watching you stay in the sun because he said it made you look absolutely radiant

(even if you would stand in the sun when you were upset with him to spite him)

he would patch up every bite he left on you with complete care, kissing over every bite gently

his favorite spot to bite you would be right under your jaw and ear, right by your artery, but he wouldnt bite there too often, out of fear of draining you too much due to the pressure

he would call the bite marks "little stars" he leaves on your skin

two.

go listen to this song

and tell me it isnt SO vampire wilbur coded because it so is. entirely is. (though its more him being afraid of hurting you as a vampire, since the song is gerard way being a vampire hunter) (also also the references to someone burning a church. sorrybur?)

[loserboyfriendrjl]

since you've been talking about girldad sirius, how about girldad sirius with teen daughter or like throughout hogwarts years and stuff idk

OH MY GOD HELLO YEAH? hnmmhh i’m gonna be imagining this from my tattoo artist sirius au simply because that is the universe in which sirius’ daughter exists,,,, helping her with homework when she needs you and coming to all the matches and school events she might have,,,,,,, all of her friends like him (who wouldn’t honestly),,,,,,,,,,, begging him to let her get a tattoo but what she doesn’t know is that sirius had been designing tattoos for her ever since she was little,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, and giving her the notebook for her eighteenth birthday,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, thoughts

[robinsnest2111]

finished a thing from sometime in January 👉👈

nothing explicit but still: view at your own risk

was listening to Trevor Something's Summer Love on repeat and had a NikkiMick vision...

no tattoos because I can't be bothered ✌

[eyesxxyou]

my lips are heavy you should come hold them up with your lips. 😐

That's a terrible way of asking me to come kiss you

[bowlofmeat]

“I’ve been in that thing’s head,” or: how does Marcy view the Core?

In the last episode of Amphibia the Core decides to ram the moon into Amphibia and kill everyone on the planet because it is such a sore loser.

Ramming the moon into Amphibia is sort of an extreme action to me, so I do wonder what would lead it to do that. How lucky is it that Marcy says it for me, then: "Fear. I've been in that thing's head. I know that more than anything, it's afraid of being destroyed. Of being irrelevant. It will do whatever it takes to defeat us and claim the stones as its own. If that means destroying an entire civilization, then so be it."

You don't know how much this line means to me. Marcy of all people saying that the Core is scared, just, wow. But why? Why her? She's been in its mind but how does she know? The Core would never admit this, the Core would never tell her that, so how does she know that it is scared? (And why does her voice go flat? Why does she look so tired when she says that?)

Well, there's this word that Marcy uses. "Irrelevant." "Irrelevant" is an interesting word considering it applies to both Marcy and the Core: "I am scared of being irrelevant."

And, I gotta say, getting your friend to steal a music box for her birthday present and riding on the pipe dream that it might send you to a place where you'll never have to grow apart is. Sort of an extreme action to me? You'd have to be really desperate to do that.

Marcy: "I'm sorry. I was so scared about moving away. The thought of losing you was just so big. I was afraid that if we weren't together, we wouldn't be friends anymore."

Do you understand? The Core has Marcy's actions and thoughts blasted up to eleven, pushed to extremes. "I am scared of being irrelevant. I am desperate. I will do whatever it takes to keep us together, even if it means sending us to another world."

Because if Anne defeats Andrias the pushover and Sasha defeats Darcy the control freak then does Marcy defeat the Core? Does Marcy understand? She's been in its mindscape, she's been in its fantasyland. She's rejected its fantasy adventure, she knows she's not it, but does she look at the Core and does she understand, viscerally, what she's looking at?

Marcy: "You know I bet I can fit in your pocket."

There's something to be said about Marcy going "boundaries, Marcy" and then immediately climbing into Andrias' pocket. Ignoring boundaries like that, like the Core does all the time.

(Edit: Okay I just rewatched "the Beginning of the End" and in the flashback in the beginning Marcy spoils the movie they are watching. And Sasha goes: "Whoa! Spoiler alert!" Then Marcy apologizes, and, notice this, opens her mouth to spoil the other twisty twist right after apologizing.

Again, "boundaries, Marcy," she thinks. The thought is fresh on her mind she literally said it out loud - and then she gets the bright idea to climb into Andrias' pocket. No hesitation, no delay.

The Core is a thousand times worse in its actions, make no mistake about that, but on a base level they are the same! And Marcy would recognize that!)

There's something to be said about Darcy going for the mind pain thing when Andrias is being pissy about his long-dead friend, forcing him to follow its orders.

Marcy: "But forcing them to follow my dreams is wrong. I learned that the hard way."

There's something to be said about Marcy using her own selfish wish as Anne's birthday present and Andrias going "Yes ... it's ... everything I've ever wanted," because Mars & Dars both have a tendency to not consider what other people want in favor of what they want.

There's something to be said about immortality and lasting forever.

Marcy: "What an amazing adventure. Makes you wish it could last forever, huh?"

Actually, let's go on a tangent. In s3e22 (episode 13a) Mother Olm says this: "These conquerors, with their arrogance and greed, created an unnatural thing that does not sleep and will not die."

Mother Olm really is hyping the Core up as the spookiest and scariest villain of all time, and for me as an individual I know that's not true. I don't view villains as scary, I don't tend to buy the hype.

Crucially, I don't think Marcy buys into the hype either. Does she hate it for what it has done to her? To everyone? Sure! Why not. But I don't think Marcy finds the Core scary, she doesn't buy into its hype, because 'scary' is a word used for things you don't know and she's literally been in its mind. (And also did slap away Aldrich's hand and reject the Core's sick fantasy that was so cool btw.)

Anyway, tangent over, back to "the Hardest Thing".

Something interesting happens right after Andrias betrays the Core, and the interesting thing in question is that the Core-as-Aldrich says this: "Fools! You cannot stop ... a god!"

Considering the Core canonically feels emotions, I'd imagine that it feels quite upset, because in the previous scene Andrias betrayed it and it failed the invasion so epically. (Rest in piss buddy.)

So if we take it saying the above in the context of the Core being upset, there is a certain interpretation I can and will make.

That is, do you think it wants to be a god?

Do you think it wants to be "an unnatural thing that does not sleep and will not die"?

Do you think it wants to be a machine computer? Do you think it wants to be anything but a bunch of losers in a trenchcoat that don't know everything, that aren't gods but pitiful mortals like the rest of us, that get scared and frustrated and make mistakes?

Because I am sure it would love to be an emotionless machine and god-emperor. I am sure it would love to be a thing, a machine computer that doesn't feel fear or uncertainty, only here to conquer and control and restore Amphibia to its former glory. I am sure it would love to be a god, far above mortal things, soaring the skies instead. But the Core isn't a god. The Core isn't even a computer. It is very, painfully mortal, and capable of being destroyed.

I am sure it would love Mother Olm hyping it up as a villain like that, cuz it makes it big and it makes it relevant. I am sure it would love to be an object, a great and terrifying thing instead of a person (people?), because why be made of flesh and blood when you could rather be a machine computer?

Now, this analysis is about what Marcy thinks of the Core, so let's bring it back to Marcy, shall we?

Marcy is an escapist.

Canon gives very little information about her home life which is honestly such a shame, but I can't imagine that it was the greatest, considering she did what she did.

Marcy: "I started this whole mess because I wanted to escape that reality. But I won't run away from it anymore!"

In Amphibia Marcy is the chief ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard, because why be the clumsy klutzy Marcy of Earth, the place where your pain comes from, when you could rather be a super cool ranger/artificer?

Because if Anne defeats Andrias the pushover and Sasha defeats Darcy the control freak then does Marcy defeat the Core the escapist?

...

I guess the Core would be sort of unnerved by Marcy because she can cut through its hype and see it for what it is: A bunch of old amphibians long past their expiration dates, still trying to bring back the nonexistent greatness of a millennia ago. It's honestly sort of pathetic, that they can't freakin' let go. That's what you get for being the antithesis of change, I guess.

[gingerbreadmonsters]

Random reminder that while I’m not on Tumblr much anymore I still think you’re cool as FUCK and I love your fanfiction!!!

(And your personality 😏😉 😂)

lovely mar!! hehe sweetie i think you're wonderful too - much love to you 💖🤩🥳💕🥰

[dragonji]

bday spoils ft. fitcheck

[starchasing-cryptid]

4, 5, and 38 for the ask game. How r you?

hi quill!! i'm doing alright, how are youuu? i hope you've been okay <3

4. what’s an inside joke you have with your family or friends? uhhh idk i can't really think of any </3

5. what made you start your blog? looking for more marauders and tsc content and figured this would be a good place :]

38. fave song at the moment? been obsessed with honey by l'arc-en-ciel recently

[crypticcaveart]

They just woke up, don't talk to them yet

[yume-fanfare]

NO WAYYYYY

[majorproblems77]

💙🧡💙 SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL KEEP THE GAME GOING 💙🧡💙

Ahh thank you!

<3 You are also wonderful!