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jamespotterbbg · 1 month

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so um, i hit 100 followers (thanks everyone <3) and i guess i want to vibe with that. so if you want, just comment below, and i'll write u something. like um, my headcannons based on u and ur blog ig. idk

#100 followers #i hit 100 omg guys #its not a lot but it means smth to me #i love you all #seriously #i needed this #100 follower event #100 follower celebration #idk what to tag this as #ok bye <3 #kay's 100 follower celebration

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xjustakay · 8 months

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taking care of you

(2.2K) nsfw — explicit sexual content; daddy James, brat Regulus, spanking for my love damagecontrol since they finished their readings and i promised<33

Regulus knows that he’s been playing a dangerous game all day.

Hanging up mid-phone call on James’ lunch break. The way he stopped answering texts after being snippy when James told him he’d be home late from the office. Then he’d gone and made it worse, got himself all dressed up —picked James’ favorite leather skirt out of the closet and a fishnet tee cropped above his slim waist. Sent James a mirror selfie in the full getup and a quick ‘going out with Barty and Evan’ after not texting at all for two hours.

Of course, Regulus hadn’t actually gone out. In fact, right after sending the message, he’d stripped back out of the outfit, put his phone on silent, and done a necessary reading. Since then, he’s run himself a bath, sunk into the steaming water without a care in the world for the fact that he’s been one hell of a brat all day.

A new semester starts again tomorrow and he’s stressed out, fucking sue him for being a little bitchy about it.

The point is, Regulus is well aware that he’s pushed the limits of James’ forgiveness of his attitude for the day. Which means he’s got another thing coming once James finally gets home. James has been flooded with work, has had cases piling up that involve clients that make him want to pull his hair out some days.

So, yeah. Regulus is going to be in trouble. He’s struggling to find the issue with that, however, when he knows what the punishment tends to look like.

He’s been in the bath for about fifteen minutes, already debating getting out, but then he hears the chirp of the penthouse’s code lock on the front door. A smirk twitches at the edges of his mouth and he sinks further into the water instead. He tilts his head back against the tub’s edge and closes his eyes, the picture of relaxed ease.

It takes active restraint not to smirk again when he hears James come into the adjoined bedroom and huff a dry laugh. Another several moments and he’s coming into the bathroom, Regulus finally opening his eyes with a flutter of his lashes.

“Didn’t go out, I see,” James says.

His tone doesn’t give anything away yet, but Regulus notes the tension in his jaw as he clenches his teeth together. James is a touch too rough about the way that he rolls the white sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows. Regulus eyes the flex of his fingers, the chorded muscle of his forearms.

“Changed my mind,” He mutters, passive.

James lets out a short hum, nodding once. “Right.”

Regulus pulls his lower lip between his teeth when James kneels beside the bathtub. Instinctively, Regulus shifts in the water to lean closer to the edge, closer to James. His eyes drag along the line of James’ jaw, darkened by five o’clock shadow he’ll shave away again later. Before Regulus can fully lean over the tub and kiss at it like he wants to, James’ hand catches him beneath his jaw, palm against his throat.

“You’ve been a brat today.”

“Sorry.” Fingers press harder into his skin, tilting his head back a little further; James clearly unimpressed with his flippant tone.

Darkened hazel eyes flicker over the dwindling suds in the bath water then back up to where Regulus is held in place, waiting for the next move.

James squeezes one more time then sucks his teeth. Says in a low tone, “Get out and dry off. Don’t bother getting dressed.”

Regulus waits until James is at the bathroom doorway before replying, “Of course, daddy.”

James pauses to narrow his eyes at the false sweetness of it, then exits the bathroom. Despite his behavior of the day, Regulus knows better than to push it further in the moment. He’s already in deep enough shit, so he does as he’s asked, getting out of the bath and drying off quickly to reenter the bedroom.

At the end of the king size bed, James sits fully clothed in his suit trousers, dress shirt, and tie still, making Regulus feel particularly on display as he approaches him fully naked. James’ thighs part to make room for him where he stops, but there’s still nothing else to give away what his plans are.

“Do you know how many texts you ignored today?” He asks. Regulus shakes his head and James lifts his phone, opens their messages, and turns the screen toward him. “Go on, have a look.”

Regulus does, counting the blue bubbles silently before saying the final number out loud because he knows James expects him to.

“Fourteen,” James repeats pointedly, tossing his phone up the bed after the fact.

He scoots back, legs still hanging off the bed, but obviously making room. Regulus knows exactly what for. Still, James darts his eyes down toward his open lap anyway in indication. Biting his lip, Regulus takes a slow deep breath through his nose, then moves exactly how he’s wanted.

Laid across James’ lap, forearms and elbows dug into the mattress on one side, knees on the other, hips hovering over James. A warm hand smooths down the line of his spine, over the curve of his ass, along the back of his thigh. He does his best not to shiver, cock twitching as his arousal increases.

“You’re gonna count,” James instructs, no room for argument. He settles the same hand on Regulus’ left ass cheek to confirm what’s expected. “One for every text.”

“Okay, daddy.” Regulus nods, voice already going breathless before they’ve even begun.

He knew something like this was coming, some subconscious part of him craving the static that fills his head when James is like this. If this is what he gets for being a brat, then so be it. It’s better than the irritation that’s had him by the throat all day —he’d always much rather it be James.

The first crack against his skin has him gasping, but he still counts like he’s meant to. The second, third, and fourth merit biting into his lip in between when James purposely spanks in the exact same spot, leaving the sting and an undoubtedly obvious red print behind on his ass. Five, six, seven and the numbers come out sobbed.

It’s become difficult for Regulus to steadily hold himself up, his arms shaking and twinging in protest, but he tries to ignore it. His cock is hard and leaking, smearing precum against James’ trousers when his hips jerk forward every time a harsh palm comes down. He’s got seven more of these and god knows what else is coming his way, so he tries to collect himself, let the dull buzz between his ears take over.

James has got him, he trusts that, that’s all that really matters.

“Doing so well, baby,” James murmurs. Like he knows Regulus needs to hear it even though he’s in trouble.

Regulus can feel the rigid line of James’ cock straining against his trousers, nudging up against his belly. He sucks in a shaking breath and nods his head, giving the silent okay to continue with the second half of the doled out punishment.

James drags his palm over the inflamed skin on the left side of his ass and Regulus flinches, whimpering. A low hum of appreciation from above before James settles his hand on his right asscheek. He gives Regulus the briefest moment to breathe in again before bringing his hand down.

“Eight.” It’s a wavering groan, something Regulus barely recognizes as himself at this point.

Nine, ten, and he’s grinding earnestly against James’ thigh now, can feel the wet patch he’s left on the stiff material. Eleven, twelve, there are tears in his eyes, his counting coming out strangled between whines. Thirteen, Regulus hangs his head heavily, the number muffled as he shakes visibly in his position.

James grips his hair with his free hand, tugging him back up, and Regulus moans, long and lewd.

“Last one, baby, make it count, then I can really take care of you.”

“Please, daddy,” Regulus sobs. A tear slides down his cheek when James uses his hold to knock his head around on his neck.

“Last one,” James repeats.

He makes Regulus nod his head in a mockery of agreement, fingers still tight around dark curls. Regulus squeezes his eyes shut and braces himself. Maybe it’s the reality of it being over, maybe it’s the delicious sting burning on both sides of his ass making him positively dizzy, but that fourteenth smack makes him see fucking stars.

He’s going to have a bitch of a time sitting through classes tomorrow, but he doesn’t even care. There’s not a fucking thought in his head right now.

Finally, James relinquishes his grip on Regulus’ hair, instead towing him up onto his knees by his shoulders. Regulus’ face is hot, sticky with the few more tears that have slipped free. He sways on his knees, blinking heavy lids as his dazed eyes try to focus on where James is watching him carefully.

“Ready to be good?” James asks. He’s gentler than when he first came home, the agitation with him gone, making room for the way that he’s so damn good at taking care of him, even in this way.

Regulus nods, having to catch a hand on James’ shoulder when the motion sends the room spinning a little. He’s not even sure what he can manage without being in pain, because his ass fucking hurts, James having not held back each time another spank was delivered. As James lays backward, legs still dangling off the bed, he tugs on Regulus’ hand to move upward.

He shuffles a bit awkwardly on his knees, another whimper escaping when he straddles James’ hips. That’s not what James was intending, evidently, because his hands curl around Regulus’ hips and he guides him up, up, up, until—

“Oh.” It slips past Regulus’ lips the moment his thighs bracket James’ shoulders, the head of his leaking cock nudging at his chin.

“Let daddy take care of you properly now, yeah, baby?” He asks the question but follows it by tilting his chin down to his chest, swirling his tongue around the tip of Regulus’ cock.

Regulus feels like he can’t fucking breathe, but he somehow manages, “Yes. Please. Ple— Thank you, daddy.”

“Good boy.” James hums before taking him into his mouth.

Regulus shudders immediately —at the praise, at the hot, wet feeling of James’ mouth sucking tightly around him? No fucking clue. He can’t focus long enough to form a coherent thought, not as James starts bobbing his head, likely straining his neck at the angle he’s at. James seems to make it a point not to touch his ass, all things considered, and instead he rests one hand at the small of Regulus’ back, the other against his thigh, to press him forward.

Fingers sinking into dark waves of hair, Regulus rocks forward to meet him, reveling in the way James moans around the push and pull of his cock over his tongue. It doesn’t take long at all to feel the familiar coil in his belly, so worked up and desperate for release.

“Daddy, can—” Regulus cuts off on a broken moan, squeezing around James’ hair. “Can I come? Please, can I come?”

James pushes him forward, Regulus’ cock at the back of his throat, before he hums an affirmative ‘mhm’ around him. That’s all it takes for Regulus’ thighs to squeeze inward, head thrown back and an incoherent slew of swears and ‘thank you’s loudly filling the room. James keeps sucking him off through it, swallowing everything Regulus gives him, and not letting up until Regulus whimpers at the overstimulation.

They’re both completely out of breath when James lays his head back, lets Regulus’ cock slip from his mouth with a wet sound. Regulus knows in the back of his mind that James is still hard, still requiring some of his own attention, but he feels fucking outside of himself right now, on a new high with no sign of coming down fast.

Regulus blinks lazily, shaking faintly still and pleasantly out of it, as James moves, slinking out from beneath him. The covers on one side of the bed get pulled back before he’s guided from his knees to lay down on his side, allowing James to handle him however he sees fit. It’s not until James is brushing dark curls from his sweaty forehead that it dawns on Regulus that James is off the bed, squatting to his level in front of where he’s laying.

“What about you?” He mumbles. Even he can’t deny how spent he sounds, wrecked and exhausted, bleary-eyed and trying to keep focused.

“You clearly needed the attention more than I did, baby,” James chuckles quietly, brushing the back of his fingers down Regulus’ cheek. “You’ve got a big day tomorrow, too.”

Regulus huffs something vaguely resembling a laugh, his energy running on empty. “Always takin’ care of me.”

James hums, his fond smile a stark opposite to the tension in him when he first got home. “My job, right?”

“Sorry ‘bout today.” Regulus tilts his head downward, presses a couple kisses against James’ knuckles. “Love you.”

Leaning forward, James presses a lingering kiss to his forehead, lips brushing the spot as he murmurs back, “Love you.”

#jegulus #dead of night smut we meet again #fun fact: first time writing daddy kink #congrats for getting me here #okay i love them bye #kay’s writing #kay’s microfics #<- at what point is this not a microfic anymore lmao #nic tag<3

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kaiju-krew · 4 months

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Hello!!

Okay, first of all: I LOVE YOUR ART!!! I've been following you on Twitter because I didn't have tumblr until now (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

Are you planning to do more gijinkas? Goji and Mothra are so beautiful and I'm curious if you are gonna do more characters? Like... Idk, Kong? (I'm sorry, I love that guy)... OR Shimo! I know Shimo is very new, but I think her/his design is very pretty.

That's all, have a nice day ⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃

(Sorry if my english is bad, I'm spanish)

hallo!! ahh thank u sm<3 your english is great btw!! :D

oo welcome, tumblr is great imo =w= it may not be as popular as twitter but it's mostly chill and i love how much easier it is to chat with ppl

i am working on more actually! I'm currently working on a new set of 3, but I'm lowkey loving shimo a lot so i may have to sneak her in too she's a girl to me until the movie crushes my dreams but yess i'm currently working on rodan, kong, and biollante :3c

buuuuut it'll likely take me a while to get them out bcuz like 95% of my art time rn is dedicated to working on stuff for the comic con i'm gonna be vending at. but once that's done i'll be free and clear to spend all my free time on them.... im honestly dying to work on them more but im gonna make it a reward for myself for finishing all my con art lmao

as a littol bonus...... i used one of those height comparison things to make sure everyone is scaled properly - it'll give you a sneak peak on the other ones i'm thinking of doing in the future /o/

#honestly i made this a month ago and i already want biollante to be taller so expect that retcon when i finish her design lmao #can you tell i love pocket sized moth people #because i do #*adds leo because i have a mighty need to create a mothtwink design*#dont even worry bout that im mentally normal #ignore me i get silly in the tags #tbf if you're a tag reader you get the secret deep lore it's like a special little treat #like finding out goji is the bottom #there it is again #almost like it's true or something #this is why tumblr is superior to twitter #if i spoke about moth twinks or bottom!goji on twt i'd be dogpiled by dudebros so fast. this is why i will never leave this hellsite <3 #anyways #bye ily tag readers #*runs for the hills*#kai talks

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cosmic-kaden · 1 month

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Lesson One - Learn Nothing.

Ship: Mills x Kaden

Words: 930

cw: Mills being a playful ass lol idk kissing? LOL

Summary: Kaden want's to whistle.

If you don't self-ship please dni, I have anxiety lol

"No, No like this…" Mills gently grasped his hands together, hollowing them as he gently blew air in between his thumbs to create a low whistle sound.

"I'm literally doing that! It's not working!" Kaden grumbled as they stared at his hands, their eyes racking over every inch to try and study how exactly he is doing it.

"You got to position your hands just right.." Mills let his hands drop, they almost fell to his sides but Kaden grabbed his wrists, pulling them up

"No no, more. I need to study!" Kaden chuckled to which Mills gave a small smirk.

"Alright.." he sighed, lifting his hands back into position.

Kaden dropped their head a little, moving back and forth from each side of Mills to try to get the best angle of how his hands were position.

Kaden mimicked his hands with their own, bringing them up to their mouth and blowing but nothing came out and Kaden growled lowly. "Dammit!"

Mills couldn't help but let out a small laugh, he was highly amused that Kaden was so determined to learn how to do this. His laugh soon got louder when Kaden wiped their hands on their pants.

"Problem?" He grinned.

"… I spit in my hands.." Kaden mumbled and Mills erupted into laughter until Kaden gave him a playful shove. "Oh shut up! This is hard. One more time!"

"You know… I think you wanting to learn how to do this is just an excuse." Mills flashed a toothy grin to which Kaden rose their eyebrow.

"An excuse? For what? You think I'm spitting into my hands for fun!?" Kaden laughed softly.

Their happy expression soon faltered and a light pink hue rose to their cheeks when Mills lifted his hands up.

"I think it's an excuse to look at my hands.." Mills hummed knowingly.

"Nu uh! I wanna learn how to do it, honest!" Kaden stuttered, their voice giving them away a little. So it was partially true, Mills was also right. Kaden loved his hands, they were big and they were warm whenever he touched them.

"Then let me show you, with your own hands.." Mills smiled, he gently grasped Kaden's hands with his own, positioning them in the same position that he had his.

Kaden's heart rapped in their chest, they always felt their pulse quicken whenever Mills made any kind of physical contact with them, they were blushing and they knew damn well Mills noticed their demeanor change. There were those stupid butterflies in their stomach again.

Mills held their hands in position except when he raised them he brought them closer to himself and kissed their knuckles gently, his eyes flicking up to Kaden's and Kaden felt their heart momentarily stop while simultaneously jump into their throat as their breath hitched.

"For luck~" He gave them a playful wink and Kaden felt like they were going to burst into a million pieces from how flustered they felt.

Kaden tried to shake the flustered feeling and focus, they brought their hands up to their mouth and blew and to nobodies surprise nothing happened. Just the sound of them blowing into their hands and Kaden flailed their arms momentarily in frustration.

"What the hell! My lips are broken! Or my hands! Or Both!! Grah!"

Mills had to admit that their frustration and antics to show their frustration was amusing to him. He reached out and grabbed their hand in his, he interlocked their fingers and gently pulled them over close to him, a playful smile on his face. His whiskey coloured eyes holding a hint of mischievousness in them as he played with Kaden's fingers. "Hm.. no…I don't think they're broken, you're not hollering out in pain-"

Kaden's face felt like it was going to burst. It wasn't a secret that they liked each other much more than travelling companions but they never really put a label on it.

Mills watched Kaden's reaction a tingle of satisfaction ran though him as he seen that he was quickly turning them into a flustered mess. He reached out with his free hand, gently wrapping his arm around their waist. He pulled them almost flush against him and had to resist the urge to grin when they heard a small surprised gasp leave Kaden's lips.

Mills closed the distance, dipping his head down to gently capture Kaden's lips with his own. Kaden's arms wrapping around his neck loosely. The kiss only lasted a second but it was warm and filled with affection, perhaps even a hint of playfulness. Kaden nearly whining when he pulled away. "…..nope" Mills breathed softly.

Kaden blinked up at him in surprise, they were dazed, their head felt like it was spinning, they felt lightheaded in the best of ways.

"I don't think your lips are broken either…but I can't be sure…Here lemme check again-" Mills suggested with a teasing smirk and Kaden laughed softly as he pressed his lips against theirs once more this time allowing the kiss to be a little longer and a little more deeper, both of them smiling through their kisses.

"Definitely not broken.." Mills chuckled as he pulled away enough to speak.

"You ass.." Kaden laughed softly.

"you like me" Mills teased his tone laced with playfulness.

Kaden grinned, rolling their eyes. "You like me too."

"Yes I do~" Mills sighed softly in content, lifting his hand to brush a few purple strands of hair out of their eyes.

If learning how to whistle ended like this every time Kaden never wanted to learn how to do it right.

Tags: @heatobrienswife || @ama-ships || @kylars-princess || @roboraindrop || @dragonsmooch || @lysandreslittlechatot

Banner: @/cafekitsune || gifs: @/zacksnydered

#under a falling sky #Mills 💞#my writing #KAY BYE GONNA GO CRAWL INTO THE OCEAN FOREVER! <3 I don't think this is good BUT IM UPLOADING IT ANYWAYS!#CONTENT OF THE SPACE BF <3

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cupfullofpapas · 11 months

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Me: getting ready for bed at 3 in the damn morning Random Terzo thought: Draw me like one of your French girls Me: cracking up laughing but gabbing my tablet anyway :'l, an extremely quick Terzo doodle before I sleep, or try to

#papa emeritus lll #papa emeritus 3 #Terzo #Ghost #the band ghost #ghost fanart #IT'S ASS O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING AND I NEED TO DRAW THIS IMP WHAT IS MY LIFE?#myart #I'm probably going to hate it when I wake up and can actually focus and not on a damn sugar high typing in tags for hell knows what reason #kay bye ima sleep

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this-is-krikkit · 1 year

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i don't mean to sound pathetic but if we get an additional anime levihan scene on the boat (or even just a hint that they're sharing a bed on the journey or anything like that) i might die

#levihan #levi ackerman #hange zoe #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #snk anime #snk season 4 part 3 #i lied im okay with sounding pathetic #the kv killed me but not my hope #that bitxh will live forever #just like hange #kay bye #snk spoilers #snk #aot

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aylinaliens · 2 years

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the eaw fandom on tumblr is so sweet and lovely. the drama is obviously amazing but all the wonderful people on the tag is what truly makes it so good 🥹 all the theories, opinions, essays, gifs, fics, fanart, inside jokes. it’s full of such talented and amazing people

#extraordinary attorney woo #kdrama #i love seeing the same moots and new people discovering the drama #i’m feeling a little sentimental about the fact that the drama ends in two weeks just ignore me #the eaw fandom is my comfort zone 🥰#anyways bye all of you are so lovely <3 #woo young woo #eaw #kay watches eaw

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harcove · 1 year

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Something about going from seeing Thane in Mass Effect 2, fighting with Shepard and being agile/dangerous, and always having him around (esp since I always had him in my squad no matter what), then to see him barely in ME3, where he's in a hospital and while he can still fight as shown against Kai Leng, he can't fight how he used to- and his body is deteriorating. Hearing him cough when he first talks to Shepard; him being at peace that it is his time to go- it all fucks me up bad and makes me so sad. It's like watching him disappear.

#kai leng #mass effect #thane krios #shrios #mass effect 2 #mass effect 3 #im MAKING MYSELF SAD OKAY #mass effect legendary edition #mine #thane #it might also remind me a bit of my grandpa just... the cancer he had- and seeing someone go from... there to- not being able to drive #it hurts #anyways #byE LMAO

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