#so here!

[renasy]

FINAL FANTASY VII REBIRTH

"We were his prisoners. Me and my mom--Ifalna. He kidnapped us because she was a Cetra-- a "specimen" for his experiments. And after what he did to her… After all the pain and the horror he put us through… I hate him."

#final fantasy vii rebirth #clerith #aerith gainsborough #final fantasy 7 rebirth #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #cloud strife #aerith x cloud #my gifs #didn't gif aerith yet #so HERE!

[stagpdf]

02/02 - cheat, 1.7k words, explicit // daddy kink, trans reg, age gap, angst @jegulus-microfic

The door to the hotel room swings open, and Regulus just barely gets out two words before James’ lips are on his own. It’s needy from the start; James nips at his lips and licks into his mouth with no reservations, seemingly trying to consume him from the kiss itself. Regulus groans into James’ mouth, nimble fingers loosening the tie around his neck. 

James’ hands smooth down his body, stopping to grip Regulus’ hips and pull him closer. He whimpers as James moves his mouth away, trailing kisses along his jaw. He stops at his ear and whispers, “I missed you, baby.”

Regulus sighs as James’ lips move to his neck, sucking bruises into the soft, pale skin revealed by the too-large t-shirt falling off his shoulder. It’s James’, of course. 

“Missed you too, daddy,” he responds, getting the tie free and tossing it to the floor. He starts on the buttons of James’ shirt next, expertly undoing them. It doesn’t take long before he’s pushing the shirt off his shoulders, joining the tie on the floor.  

James pulls away from his neck then, tugging at the t-shirt to pull it off of Regulus. His eyes linger on his body, clearly pleased that Regulus opted not to wear anything else under the shirt. 

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he says, grinning as James is quick to grab his chin and force him to make eye contact. 

“Is that how you want this to be?” James asks, voice firm.

Regulus thinks it over for a minute. In the end, he decides that he wants to be good for James today; he’s missed him far too much, and he doesn’t want their limited time together too focused on him being put in his place. 

“No. I’m sorry, daddy.” Eyes wide and blinking up at James, the picture of innocence.

“There we go, that’s my good boy,” James says, rubbing his thumb across Regulus’ lower lip, “Open up for me.” Regulus obeys, and James spits directly into his mouth, holding it open for a moment longer. “Swallow.”

Heat coils in Regulus’ stomach, his arousal coming to the forefront of his mind. He takes hold of James’ hand, pulling him towards the bed. James swiftly undoes his belt with his remaining hand, shucking his pants and boxers by the time Regulus climbs on. 

James stokes himself a few times before joining Regulus on the bed, knees bracketing his hips and hands on either side of his shoulders. He bends down and presses his lips against Regulus’, the kiss quickly turning filthy and biting. 

Regulus’ fingers thread through James’ hair, tugging on it as his mouth drops open in pleasure. 

Pulling back ever so slightly, James says, “Already looking so desperate and all I’ve done is kiss you. You really are a slut, aren’t you baby?”

“Mhm, I’m a slut for you daddy,” Regulus whines, trying to pull James back down to his mouth. Rather than allowing him to do so, James pulls back even further, grabbing Regulus by his hips and flipping him over. He pulls him up to be on his knees, and presses his face into the bed to arch his back even further.

“God, baby, you’re fucking dripping,” James says in awe, rubbing his fingers through Regulus’ folds. “Can’t wait to fuck you.”

“Then what’s taking so long?” Regulus says, crying out as a hand lands a sharp hit on his ass. 

“Don’t speak to me like that, Reg, I know you know better.” James’ voice is stern, and he tugs at Regulus’ hair sharply to emphasize his point even further. 

“Sorry, daddy,” Regulus says, pushing his ass back towards James, “Will you fuck me? Please? I‘m so empty without you.” 

“Okay, baby, only ‘cause you’re begging so nicely.” James pulls his hand out from Regulus’ hair and settles it on his hip, and uses the other to line his cock up. Without any warning, James pushes inside, groaning as he bottoms out. “You’re still so fucking tight for me, it’s a fuckin’ miracle with how much of a slut you are.”

“So full,” Regulus whines. Both of James’ hands are on his hips now, grip tight and sure to leave bruises on him by the end. James starts to pick up his pace, constantly hitting the spot inside Regulus that makes him see stars. 

Regulus grabs at the sheets, knuckles white as he moves his hips back to meet James’ thrusts. The room is filled with the sounds of their moans and skin-on-skin slapping. 

Suddenly, James threads his fingers through his hair once again and uses it to pull Regulus up on his knees so he rests against James’ chest. Regulus throws his head back on James’ shoulder when the older man moves his hands to press against his clit. His other hand slides up Regulus’ body, stopping to rest against his throat.

Heat pools low in Regulus’ belly; he could feel himself building closer and closer. He tries to both push into James’ fingers as well as push back against his cock. 

“Daddy, please, ‘m close,” he whines, not knowing how much longer he could hold on. 

“Go on, baby, come whenever you want,” James says, ducking his head to press a lingering kiss on Regulus’ jaw. 

A high-pitched moan escapes Regulus as his vision whites out and pleasure floods his body. He feels boneless, only held up by James’ hands. Vaguely, he feels his thrusts lose their rhythm, and soon enough James is pressing all the way inside, groaning lowly as he comes. 

They both flop onto the bed, catching their breaths. Regulsu expects they’ll cuddle a bit before either of them is ready to get up and clean off.

Oh, how wrong he is. 

James barely waits a minute after they’re done to climb out of the bed. He goes to the bathroom, likely to clean himself off, and comes out with a towel he tosses in Regulus’ direction. Without saying anything at all, he gathers his clothes up and starts to redress. 

While this isn’t entirely out of the norm for them, Regulus was expecting a little bit more tonight. After all, they hadn’t seen each other for quite some time before now. And instead of approaching his disappointment like an adult, his voice has an angry edge to it. 

“We’ve hardly even spoken since you got here and you’re already leaving?”

“Yeah, I’ve got…a dinner or some shit I have to go to,” James responds, avoiding looking at Regulus.

A lie. It’s a fucking lie and he knows that Regulus is well aware. All of the good feelings, the warmth from seeing James again, flood out of him in an instant. Leaving him feeling cold and alone, despite the fact James hasn’t left yet. 

It’s not worth confronting the lie now, however. Regulus files it away to worry about later, like with every other little fib James has told him. Especially recently.

“Fucking cancel it then?” Sure, it’s harsh but James can afford to do it—Regulus refuses to be someone he can just shrug off. 

James finally looks back at him, confusion clouding his features. “What? No, Reg, I’m not canceling this. I can’t shuffle my whole schedule around just to fuck you some more.”

A silence takes over the room as Regulus takes in the response. His anger comes to a head and he spits out, “Are you fucking kidding me? Fuck me some more? What about actually spending time with me? I was under the impression, because of you, that this was more than a long string of meaningless hookups. Or were all of those dates you’ve taken me on just to make sure I wouldn’t run off and go tell the first reporter I found about us?” 

James runs a hand through his hair, frustration taking over the confusion. “Jesus Christ, Reg, of course I want to spend time with you but I’m late enough as it is. Tonight just isn’t good timing.” 

His hands shake as he does his buttons up, and Regulus takes it as yet another sign James is just as mad as he is. Not that he has a right to be, of course. 

“Then why bother coming at all? Just t—to get your dick wet?” They both ignore the way Regulus chokes on his words then, a tell-tale sign he’s near crying. He’s always been an angry crier, and no matter how hard his mother had tried it’s something he’s never been able to get rid of. A fatal flaw if you ask him. 

“Why are you suddenly acting like all I care about is fucking you?” For a second, James sounds genuinely upset, like Regulus is hurting him, somehow.

“Because it’s beginning to feel like it. You expect me to spread my legs and beg for daddy’s cock whenever you feel like it.”  

“You know damn well that isn’t true. You think the time I spend with you is meaningless? Or that the kind of money I’ve spent on you I’ll spend on just anyone?”

Regulus rolls his eyes in a poor attempt to stop the tears threatening to spill. “Good to know your other whores are being treated worse than me.”

“Fuck you, Reg. There’s only you, and you fucking know that.”

“Then why are we still sneaking around to shitty hotels? Why haven’t you gotten a fucking divorce, like you’ve said you would?” 

James sighs, like he’s tired of this conversation. Like he’s tired of Regulus.  “It’s more complicated than that,” he says, defeated. 

“No, it isn’t. It’s not like it’d be any kind of a surprise to your bitch of a wife anyway.” Regulus wipes his cheeks, his hand coming away wet with tears. 

“God, you know what? I don’t want to talk about this again right now. I need to leave, and I think it might be best if we don’t see each other for a few days, cool off a bit.”

“No. No. You aren’t brushing me off and leaving me in the middle of our conver—”

James pulls open the door, cutting Regulus off. Without sparing him another glance, he says, “Goodnight, Reg.”

The door slams shut behind him. 

#i know this isn't the most. happy thing to post on valentine's... #but it's been rotting away in my docs and i need it out in the world #so here! #microfics #jegulus microfic #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #trans regulus black

[hiirenvirnas]

My Tazercraft designs + alternate outfits!! ✌

#qsmp #qsmp fanart #tazercraft #hiiren art #i made doodles of them before #but i wanted to draw full designs of them too #so here! #hope you enjoy <3 #pactw #mikethelink

[uglyduckling339]

Happy 9th birthday of Life Is Strange !! Here's some memes to celebrate 🫶

#i have so many of these types of pics on my phone and i always forget to post them lol #So here! #life is strange #lis #nathan prescott #chloe price #max caulfield #warren graham #tw gun

[hasello]

shh, they're on a date!

(Sam totally did the yawning thing)

#sam and max #freelance husbands #digital #art #sam and max freelance husbands #it's a pretty old art but I found it cute #so here! #<3

[kinnporsche]

KINNPORSCHE: THE SERIES (2022)

How are you supposed to fall asleep to this?

— Richard Siken, Hansel.

#kinnporschesource #kinnporsche: the series #kinnporscheedit #kinnporsche #kinn x porsche #vegas x pete #* #graphics* #this quote honestly fits fucking perfectly for this show #so here! #a really simple b&w edit <3 #except for the shot of vegas pointing #the gun at kinn #because it took me ages to edit out the guy #that was standing behind vegas #but i simply had to do it lmao #it was ruining the shot #dare i say i succeeded?

[xieliansbignaturals]

On stolen fanart: a guide

So you've realized that a piece of fanart was NOT drawn by the OP, and they don't have permission to repost it. Now what? Obviously, you avoid liking or reblogging it, but if you have a little extra time and energy, what can you do to help?

Finding the artist:

If the artist's name is written legibly in English letters on the art, that's easy. Search Google or DuckDuckGo for that name, and you should (hopefully!) be able to find a social media account for them.

If it's written in a language like Chinese, and you don't speak Chinese, that's harder. For me, I use a Macbook, so I have the program "Preview", which allows me to select text and copy it (and then I can search DuckDuckGo for the name + "Weibo"). I don't know what the options are if you don't have Preview.

If there's no watermark, you can look up the image. Save the image or the link to the image, then use Google Images or SauceNao to find a source. SauceNao is easier to use, but in my experience, it's way less likely to have the fanart you're looking for.

If you have to use Google Images: Click "Find Image Source". If there's a Twitter link, you may have to scroll through an unrelated person's profile to look for a retweet of the art. If there isn't a Twitter link, sometimes Pinterest pins will have a source, but it's a long shot.

Unfortunately, in many cases, it's not possible to find the artist.

Crediting the artist:

So you know who the artist is now, and you have a link to one of their social media profiles. That's great! What I do is leave a reply that gently lets the OP know that they should not be posting uncredited art, and also lets other users know where to find the artist - replies on Tumblr are very visible now. For example:

"Original source: twitter.com/CoolArtist Please don't re-upload art without credit. This specific artist has a notice on their profile asking people not to re-upload their art."

If you really want to reblog the art, and the artist DOESN'T have a notice like that, you can just leave that reply as a reblog. Now you have cool art on your profile, and your followers will be able to find the artist!

If you can't find the artist or don't have the time/energy:

You can still leave a reply. You can ask OP for the source. You can gently let them know that this is unacceptable behavior. When artists see that their work has been stolen and re-uploaded without credit, it can be very discouraging, and even contribute to them leaving the fandom. If the artist is so good that you want to share their work, don't you want them to create more?

In conclusion:

I don't want to be part of a fandom culture that steals art. Please, make it clear to fanart thieves that we're a community, not a loose band of Content Creators(tm). Honor artists' hard work.

#i realized that my fanart-finding skills were maybe not universal #so here! #i hope it helps someone

[l0ganberry]

Aaand there we go.

reference/color palette was from this that I found on Google.

Sunflowers are so pretty!! 💛

#About 6 hours but it was all worth it #He's so beautiful #I'm satisfied. #i even learned a lot about how ibisPaintX works #all from how to adjust layers #adjust colors #experimenting with brushes #And even how some things in the app work to help benefit your art piece. #This wasn't a request from anyone #I immediately thought of it and had to do it #So here! #anyways #rambling #dogday #sunnyangel #dogday poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #dogday fanart #poppy playtime dogday #Digital art #artists on tumblr #ibispaintx

[summerslushies]

#haven't seen much of hypnospace's soundtrack on here so i kind of want to do something about it? #so here! #sleeptime computing is so darn catchy i love it so muchhhhh #probs going to slowly chip away at posting the ost bc i really really want it on here as well #anyways hi this game has a grip on my brain again #hypnospace outlaw

[krscblw]

#i feel like i never see fanart of cumulus even tho she's the cutest ever #so here! #the band ghost #ghost bc #fanart #ghost fanart #the band ghost fanart #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoulettes #cumulus ghoulette

[jengarie]

hiraya sketch dump

#ive doodled her a lot on procreate #but i dont like my procreate art tbh #procreate is so hard!!! #anyways i want to have an archive #of all my hiraya art anyway #so here! #mine #doodles #oc #original character #oc: hiraya

[2008hondacivic]

when you want your friend to wear the red dress (the boob dress)

#i redid the scribbly drawing from yesterday #this was supposed to be for something i’m working on but it doesn’t match the vibes anymore #so here! #yellowjackets #yellowjackets art #yellowjackets fan art #jackie taylor #jackie taylor fan art #jackie taylor art #jackieshauna #jackieshauna fan art #jackie shauna art #my post #my art

[zemnarihah]

hi

#i want to post my lil drawings more... i always think they're not good enough to post but like its best to just share ur work consistently #so here! #my art

[cero-sleep]

Digitalized these doodles of my take on Sun and Moon for the Spirited Away AU by @bloo-the-dragon and @minlemjenn

Here's No-Face!Eclipse as well

#I wasn't planning to polish them this much #but without realizing started lining and went #hm this is actually looking good #lmao #so here! #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf au #sun and moon fnaf #fnaf daycare attendant #spirited away au #spirt bam au #fnaf spirited away #my art i guess vdkshdk #dca #fnaf dca

[cryptidsfurbs]

NEW FRIENDS!

I got 5 new clowns today! I originally was just gonna get the big guy but I ended up grabbing the 4 minis as well. Also a clown family photo plus close ups

#they DESPRATELY need some tlc but I’ll do that tomorrow #also I don’t think I ever posted my clown collection yet? #so here! #only a few have names so as always #send me names for the new ones if you got any! #not furby #trolls doll #clowns #clownblr #clown collection #clown doll #C: Courgette #C: Buttercup #C: Melancholy

[herequeerexitentialfear]

for @owlcatober day 1 protection and day 18 dancing lights.

only a few decades into her long life mura is taken along to witness a deal with the devil for protection- and ends up musing about another man who offered her protection, only that time the one offering was the fool- before dealing with those who declined the trap.

only warnings are for implied/referenced violence and poisoning, as well as muras detached view on everything around her.

A raised tone drew Muras attention away from the lights dancing on the velvet curtains. Pressure on her shoulder further severed the connection. No pain; yet. Even the master was lenient with her failings in front of these nouveau riche, not that they would notice anything at all, they had emptied their minds of business and filled it with gilt by the second generation.

The only major danger had been dispatched last night, he was currently begging off the meeting with… early stages of pneumonia? She had not been privy to the intimate details. However he had been a lovely mentor, teaching her business studies with the viciousness of a man who clawed his way to money in less than a decade, and the kind heart of a man who had tried to build a better place for his children to grow up in.

Such a shame those children were now, to use a phrase she learned from one of the more uncouth of her fathers agents, ‘pissing it up the wall’

Such a shame he had seen too much, and inquired too much into her home life. Such a shame her father cut down her idea of letting him play the savior and gaining his business empire for herself. Still, he had taught her well. Well enough that once he was in the grave, it would be short order until it fell into her master's hands anyway. Just with more blood than she thought necessary. 

Some flowers and a card were in order. Sufficiently juvenile to make the large sum he would bequeathe her harmless. Possibly a tear stained farewell from his young student, more his child than the wasteful fools that shared his blood.

Such a shame he had refused her master's outstretched hand. Such a shame he had extended his own hand to her. 

Smooth tones brought her back to the current room, her fathers hand loosened from her shoulder so he could lean forwards, the glint dancing in his eyes and the sharpness of his smile clear from his new posture and tone. He had planned long and hard and now the prey were dancing into his jaws of their own volition, wandering towards the lights. All he had to do was not twitch wrong at the last moment.

He wouldn't. This was a song and dance he had been mastering for centuries. She was more of a risk, but that's why she was here for the easy targets.

As the gilded fools simpered on, they drew ever closer to their doom. Sheep loved walking into danger, as long as that danger was handsome and promised something. Self preservation instincts flew out of the window when someone offered a golden shield, even when it just trapped you in a gilded room with the wolf.

The majority of fools in the room were humans, or other short lived races. Basking in the attention from a longer lived person, pretending they can buy life with wealth. Buy protection from their predators and betters. 

Then the golden words were spoken, ‘Then we are reliant on your grace, my lord’

A hearty laugh, the undercurrent of nastiness buried deep, but the humor shining through.

‘You flatter me to much, you stand well enough on your own, I’m merely lending a hand’

And the simpering fools believe him. Hook line and sinker.

‘Please, your protection honors us’

And they thought they had him on a leash. 

As the celebrations reached their peak, the dazzling reflections turning blinding, a hand steered her into a corner, a fanged mouth whispering in her ear, ‘you saw those with enough mind to hesitate. Those who did not sign. Those who were fool enough to refuse my protection. Make sure they are dealt with subtly’

As she danced through the crowds dealing death in the forms of needle pricks and poisoned drinks as well as money and notes to dissatisfied servants, she noticed her steps getting surer, her hands hesitating even less. It was one large complicated dance, and slowly she was treading it with surer foot, and the lights weren't so blinding anymore.

#thebirdwrites #mura hagdaughter #a day late because i was worried it didnt fit the prompt enough #but then i saw someone combine days #so here! #me writing lights dancing in the first sentence was a coincidence #but i exadurated the references to lights and dancing in the rest of the text #oh and her master and her father are the same person btw #shes early enough in her life that shes still in training #and hasn't quite earned her place at her fathers side as his ultimate weapon yet #but far enough in to know she is actually his daughter