#Is this petty?

[your-girl-nina]

You only ship jegulus as a kink. Stop objectifying them it's sick.

Since you so openly love jegulus, I wrote some smut for you! Hope you enjoy!!

Regulus Black walked into the locker room, his body aching and covered in sweat after a particularly brutal Quidditch practice. It was late and most of his teammates had already cleared out, leaving him to deal with the aftermath alone. He made his way over to an empty bench and began to strip off his gear, wincing as he pulled off his padding.

As he reached for a towel to wipe off the sweat, he heard the door open and close behind him. He turned around, assuming it was one of this teammates returning for something they’d forgotten. But when he saw who it was, his heart skipped a beat.

James Potter stood just inside the door, leaning against it with a smirk on his face. He wore his Quidditch robes unzipped, revealing bare skin underneath that glistened with sweat. Regulus swallowed hard at the sight of him.

“Looks like you had a rough one,” James said as he pushed himself off the door and made his way over to where Regulus stood.

Regulus nodded wordlessly as James closed the distance between them. James reached out and grabbed the towel from Regulus’s hand before using it to gently wipe away some of the sweat on Regulus’s brow. His touch was surprisingly tender, causing warm tingles to spread through Regulus’s body.

“You did great out there today,” James said softly, dropping the towel back onto the bench before placing both hands on Regulus’s shoulders and giving them a gentle squeeze. “You’re really starting to find your place on the team.”

Regulus let out a shuddering breath at James’s touch and words of praise. The tension in his muscles began to melt away under James’s strong hands.

James leaned in closer until their bodies were almost touching. “Do you want me to help you relax?” he asked in a low voice that sent shivers down Regulus’s spine.

“Yes,” Regulus breathed out, his voice barely more than a whisper.

James’s eyes darkened with desire as he reached up to cup Regulus’s face in his hand. He leaned in and captured Regulus’s lips in a searing kiss that left them both breathless. James pressed their bodies together, the heat of their skin mingling as their tongues tangled together.

Regulus moaned into the kiss, his body responding eagerly to James’s touch. His cock twitched with need as James’s hand slid down from his face to rest on his chest before drifting lower to palm at the bulge in his pants.

Breaking the kiss, James looked into Regulus’s eyes and said, “Take off your clothes.”

Regulus nodded and quickly stripped off the rest of his gear until he was completely naked. He stood before James, feeling vulnerable but also incredibly turned on.

James stepped back slightly so he could take in the sight of Regulus’s body. “You’re fucking beautiful,” he said huskily, his eyes raking over every inch of him.

Regulus flushed at the compliment, a thrill running through him at being so desired by someone like James Potter. But before he had a chance to respond, James dropped to his knees in front of him.

Regulus let out a gasp as James wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and licked a slow stripe up the length of it. The sensation was almost too much and he had to grab onto the bench behind him for support.

James looked up at him with a wicked grin before taking Regulus’s cock into his mouth and sucking hard. He bobbed his head up and down, taking more and more of Regulus into his mouth each time until he had him buried deep down this throat.

Regulus moaned loudly at the overwhelming sensation of James sucking him off with such skill. He felt like he was floating as James’s tongue swirled around his shaft, driving him closer and closer to the edge.

Just as Regulus was about to come, James pulled off with a wet pop and stood back up. He was breathing heavily, his own cock straining against his pants.

“On your knees,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire.

Regulus quickly dropped down onto his knees in front of James, reaching out to unzip his pants and free his erection from its confines. He wrapped one hand around the base of it and looked up at James for permission.

“Go on, suck me,” James said with a nod of his head.

Regulus eagerly took James into his mouth, moaning at the taste of him on his tongue. He bobbed his head up and down, taking as much of James into his mouth as he could before pulling back and swirling his tongue around the head.

James let out a low growl at the sensation, tangling one hand in Regulus’s hair to guide him. He thrust into Regulus’s mouth slowly at first, but soon picked up the pace until he was fucking into him with abandon.

Regulus surrendered himself completely to James’s control, letting him use him however he wanted. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air along with their ragged breaths and low moans of pleasure.

As they both neared the edge, James pulled out of Regulus’s mouth and said roughly, “Stand up.”

Regulus did as he was told, standing on shaky legs in front of James as he reached for his wand from where it lay on the bench. With a flick of his wrist, all their gear floated back over to their lockers and slammed shut before locking themselves securely inside.

Regulus watched in awe as James used magic to seal them off from prying eyes before turning back to face him. The look in James’s eyes was pure hunger and it sent a jolt of electricity straight to Regulus’s cock.

James grabbed onto Regulus’s hips and pulled him in close until their bodies were pressed tightly together. Their cocks rubbed against each other, the friction sending sparks of pleasure coursing through them both.

Regulus wrapped his arms around James’s neck, holding on tight as James thrust up into him with hard, fast movements that left them both panting and moaning.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” James groaned as he buried his face in the crook of Regulus’s neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin there.

Regulus could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge with each thrust. He could tell that James was too by the way his grip on him tightened and his movements became more erratic.

With one final thrust, they both came undone, their bodies shuddering together as they rode out their orgasms. Regulus cried out James’s name as he spilled over the edge, his come coating their stomachs as James followed right behind him with a low growl of satisfaction.

They stood there for a moment, still wrapped up in each other’s arms as they caught their breath. Eventually, James pulled back slightly to look into Regulus’s eyes.

“I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I saw you on the pitch,” he said with a grin that made Regulus’s heart skip a beat.

“Why didn’t you?” Regulus asked, unable to keep the hurt out of his voice at the thought of all the missed opportunities.

James reached up to cup Regulus’s face in his hand before leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. “I didn’t think someone like you would be interested in someone like me.”

Regulus shook his head in disbelief. “You’re wrong,” he said fiercely. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you.”

James’s eyes darkened with desire at the confession. “Good,” he said in a low, husky voice. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

Regulus’s breath caught in his throat at James’s words, anticipation coursing through him at what James had in store for him next. He had a feeling that this was only the beginning of a very long and satisfying night.

Regulus’s heart raced at James’s words, his body still humming from their passionate kiss. He couldn’t deny the pull he felt toward James, the way his body craved more of his touch.

“Then let’s continue,” Regulus said, his voice thick with desire.

James smirked, a devilish glint in his eyes. “I have a better idea.” He reached for Regulus’s hand and pulled him toward the door. “Follow me.”

Regulus followed James out of the locker room, curious about where he was being led. They walked down the corridor and turned a corner, heading toward the Quidditch pitch. The night air was cool on his skin as they stepped outside, the sky above them littered with stars.

James led him to the edge of the pitch, where the stands loomed above them. He pointed to the empty bleachers. “Up there.”

Regulus raised an eyebrow. “What about the team? What if someone sees us?”

James shrugged. “It’s late. They’re all in the common room, probably studying or something. Besides, I’ve always wanted to fuck someone up here. The view is amazing.”

Regulus’s pulse quickened at the thought of James’s hands on him, the idea of being seen by others only adding to the thrill. He followed James up the stairs, their footsteps echoing in the empty stadium.

As they reached the top, James turned to him, his eyes burning with desire. “I’m going to make you scream, Black.”

[alittletrolling]

guys i really think we should just block all of the rwby fans and move on! it's been 10 years! by this point they're doing this because they love it, not because they're missing something.

if you're having fun messing with them back, power to you! just remember to take care of yourself first! when so many posts in the rwde tag are people upset by trolls who only watched our show (if at all lol), it's sad!

stay safe out there and keep moving forward!

[genavere]

I'm honestly not sure how you could have missed the fact that ravewood was a reposter? People have talked about it extensively, and the art they reposted never matched their url. If you need me to do the labour for you, https://www.tumblr.com/genavere/724723129006604288?source=share here's your most recent offense. https://www.tumblr.com/54prowl/696176793830506496/a-couple-of-things-i-check-to-know-if-the-person?source=share Here's a guide to take notes from, because the post I linked here has so many blatant signs of reposting that it's laughable. Also it doesn't stop being art theft just because it's funny. If you're reblogging stolen work just because it makes you and other people happy, that's still art theft and it's still morally wrong. If your fics that you worked hard on were reposted without credit, I'm sure you wouldn't be too delighted with that. I've given you the resources so please do better.

"If you need me to do the labour for you, https://www.tumblr.com/genavere/724723129006604288?source=share here's your most recent offense."

Remember how I said there was one that I was questionable on? Yeah, that was the one. It's has now been deleted. After you politely informed me it was indeed the one, I did a google search, couldn't find the original artist to credit, so I deleted it.

Did I do my diligence on it? No. Why? It was posted in 2020 and I didn't do a deep dive of the blog. I don't check every account.

"I'm honestly not sure how you could have missed the fact that ravewood was a reposter? People have talked about it extensively, and the art they reposted never matched their url."

Ravewood was one of the first users I came across when I came back to tumblr last year and was looking for Fairy Tail content. After being on the platform again for a couple of months and getting my toes wet, that's when I took off my rose-colored glasses and realized what they were.

At that point in time, I knew no one in the fandom and was hungry.

An important note about people on the internet: Not everyone is in the loop, not everyone is in social circles, and not everyone sees the warning posts right away, either.

Is it an excuse? Yes, and I acknowledge that and the mistakes I've made.

So, now that you have schooled me, thank you for doing the labor for me.

Here is also somethings from that blog you recommended, along with the link for anyone interested:

"Also it doesn't stop being art theft just because it's funny. If you're reblogging stolen work just because it makes you and other people happy, that's still art theft and it's still morally wrong."

Regarding when what I meant by making people happy: it's the memes.

Check out this funny video that I reblogged:

It was great fun watching that. The poor guy that is shaking, I felt sooo bad for him.

How about this one about the grandson of Ulysses S. Grant writing gay vampire fiction:

Lovely information about a gentleman who has defied social norms and prejudice to be with his husband for so long and to write what he is passionate about.

"...because the post I linked here has so many blatant signs of reposting that it's laughable." "Please be more careful when you're reblogging fan art. On more than one occassion you've reblogged stolen fan art which gets spread around even more and that's so unfair to the artists."

If your original message had said: "Hey, this one [link] that you reblogged is stolen, would you mind taking it down or crediting the artist?"

I would have been like: "Oh shoot, sorry about that! Thank you for letting me know!" and taken it down. Would have been appreciative, even.

But you weren't.

Right out of the gate, you were standoffish. The tone felt like you said your piece and were not willing to have a conversation. Not willing to be helpful in letting me know which of the many stolen fanarts you accused me of.

That tone carries through into this ask.

Do I usually try to make sure I reblog credited art? Yes, and as I learn more about how things should be, like trying to attach the original tags the person put, I adapt.

Do I always catch everything? No, cause I am human and sometimes you just can't do better.

"If your fics that you worked hard on were reposted without credit, I'm sure you wouldn't be too delighted with that."

Would I be happy if my fics were reposted without credit? No, cause I would like to know what people think of them and I would not be able to see if they enjoyed them or thought they were trash.

Has this happened? Yes, and with original works, too. Happened to a book that I had self-published, which meant potential lost revenue.

Would I blame someone who reblogged from someone else it if I found out? No. I would let them know that it had been reposted without my consent and ask if they could edit their post to give credit, or take it down and reblog mine.

"I've given you the resources so please do better."

You did give me a resource, which I appreciate.

But, please note, that you could do better, too. Kindness goes a long way, and is a far better teaching tool.

On a last note, how about this one I also reblogged:

[108garys]

Not gonna lie its shity as hell to conflate liking Du'met with wanting to bang HH Holmes and it's nobody's business which characters people are drawn to and why

[problemnyatic]

It's too late, I've already depicted you as the ugly pathetic "soy"jack (the soy is because soy has estrogen in it, this is bad because it makes you less masculine and more like the inferior female sex, because men should only be manly otherwise they're "failed" and thus lesser and deserving of ridicule) And me as the White Handsome Blue-Eyed Blond Man With Impressive Facial Hair Who's Memetic Association Is With Being Objectively Correct (This makes sense because he is the ideal Aryan specimen, all of these features obviously make him objectively superior to other people). This means I win and definitely look good here, you should really just pack it up. I'm a leftist btw

[everchased]

THAT one's goin on the list too now!

[passerkirbius]

So, there's a lot of USians around who are very clearly fucking fed up with their political choices this election cycle, and planning to sit it out.

And I get it! What's the point of voting if there's no one to vote for?

The thing is, I'm Australian. In Australia, voting is compulsory. We don't get to sit out our elections, and I'll be real honest with you - we don't exactly get better choices than you lot. So how do you vote if there's no one to vote for? You find someone to vote against. And there's always someone to vote against.

Now, we have the pleasure of preferential voting in Australia - We get to rank every candidate from 1 to X, and I'll tell you, there's something so cathartic about putting the biggest bastard of the lot at the very bottom of your preferences. I understand that USians don't get that option - you get to mark one person, and that's it.

That means that you get one shot, so aim it at the biggest bastard of the lot. The candidate you most utterly detest. Put your vote in the worst possible place for them. Don't even think about who that vote's going towards, that's not the point. Remember, every vote is a vote against someone. Make sure you fuck up that someone's election day!

[hawkpartys]

POV you made a popular post about insects

[idontevenremember5minutesago]

-At the winter solstice -

Zeus:…….

Poseidon: Not. One. Word.

Zeus: I just - how do you get your ass beat by a mortal, with your own weapon and your own storm.

Poseidon: I don’t know??!?!? It’s like he wasn’t a mortal at the time! Like some other force was helping him!

Zeus: Oh Whatever. Are you saying he had some kinda divine intervention from one of us to beat you?

Poseidon: That’s the only explanation!!

Zeus: You can’t honestly….

Hades: Oh yeah, that was me. I gave him a little boost to help him beat you.

Zeus:…..

Poseidon: … Hades, what the fuck.

Hades: Next time, don’t drown 500 mortals on me and Persephone’s date night.

[cubbyhole-for-flea-bee]

Macaque spent the whole season Big-Damn-Hero-ing and was NOT happy about it xD

[chloesimaginationthings]

The girls are fightingggg in FNAF 2 movie

[vamprisms]

lesbians enjoy pathetic male characters because we have an instinctive prey drive

[lazylittledragon]

at the friday panel andrew wincott said raphael and astarion should go on holiday together and i can’t stop thinking about it

[thebibliosphere]

I'm aware this is petty and very unkarmic of me or whatever, but the amount of joy I just experienced logging in to Facebook to discover that a former boss, who bullied me relentlessly and made my mental health significantly worse, fell down a manhole loony toons style, is off the charts.

They're fine. Or they will be. Couple of bruises and a twisted ankle, according to the post I just read. But man, if the photos my other former colleague posted aren't going to keep me entertained for a while.

[breelandwalker]

Once again, I am BEGGING people to realize that tumblr tags are a filing system and not a visibility metric.

One does not come to tumblr to tag-spam for notes and get popular. There is no algorithm here. There is no monetization here. There are no influencers here.

This is where every other social media system comes to die. And we cackle and roast marshmallows on the pyre like the gremlins we are.