#THAT FUCKING QUOTE FOR THEM????? INCREDIBLE

[bloompawz]

Tumblr is still actively endorsing transphobia on this website. Reblog the fuck out of this.

Tumblr got back to me about a report for once... Just to tell me that the blatant transphobia I reported "does not violate community guidelines."

These are the posts which Tumblr staff decided should be kept on the platform, with screenshots.

Also, I apologize in advance for censoring the usernames of the transphobes in the screenshots. Tumblr does absolutely nothing to protect its trans users, so I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up getting in trouble instead, just for including their usernames. I will mention, however, that every transphobe had transphobic dogwhistles in their usernames and/or bio. Transphobes are not difficult to spot. Staff are just apathetic at best, and actively transphobic at worst.

Exhibit A: A post in which someone repeatedly and explicitly misgenders trans women, fearmongers about "trans ideology," uses transphobic dogwhistles, and denies the existence of transmisogyny. This isn't even the full post; it was an incredibly long transphobic tangent. The comments were full of transphobes as well. None of them were banned. Tumblr staff think this is okay.

Exhibit B: A post in which someone delights in the idea of a trans person hurting themselves by "ripping at their surgery scars," with additional ableist undertones. Not a hypothetical trans person either; a real individual trans person. She was not banned.

Exhibit C: A post in which a self-proclaimed TERF refers to consensual gender affirming surgeries as "forced surgeries" and frames trans people as "Nazis and fascists" just for trying to become comfortable in our own bodies. She did this in direct response to trans people celebrating their own surgeries. She was not banned.

Exhibit D: A post in which someone says "transgenderism is erasing women" and blames the existence of misgendering and degendering on trans people, as if we aren't also hurt by those things frequently. She also said that trans women are "not women" in comments on her own post. She was not banned.

Exhibit E: A post in which someone engages in a blatant form of Holocaust denial, by saying trans transgender and queer people "were not targeted" (while simultaneously casting doubt on the validity of those identities themselves by putting them in scare quotes). Trans persecution and book burnings are a well documented aspect of the Holocaust. This post was also reblogged by other transphobes. None of them were banned.

@staff care to explain why you think these posts are okay? Would you like to tell us how and why these "don't violate community guidelines"? Did you learn nothing from the lawsuit that happened because of transphobia among staff? After everything that has happened, why is there still nothing being done about the rampant transphobia on this website?

Just curious.

Also, in case I get banned or this post gets deleted, here's an archived version of my post. Keep it tucked away somewhere.

#transphobia #transmisia #transmisogyny #bioessentialism #queerphobia #queermisia #holocaust #book burning #misgendering #degendering #trans #transgender #genderqueer #nonbinary #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #queer #ableism

[front-facing-pokemon]

#spinda #AAAHHHH YES!!! our belovèd spinda. from their café!!! probably one of my favorite minor characters from pmd sky #whom i don't even think was in the original explorers games. i think spinda's café was exclusive to sky. if i'm remembering correct #ly. or maybe that was shaymin village. i know shaymin village was for sure but maybe it was just that and not both of them. either way #have a delicious drink and allow the flower of conversation to bloom! i could quote spinda all day. he had “hopes and dreams” before toby #ever did. THAT'S ALSO like i had no idea what spinda's pronouns were. i kept trying to figure it out because i talked about him quite a lot‚ #but no one in game ever talked about him. to mention his pronouns? turns out. there's ONE line of dialogue where the post office fucker in #shaymin village mentions him and calls him a he. i think that's the only time spinda is referred to in the third person with a pronoun #i believe it's when they're talking about like. how you can send gifts or whatever and pick up the characters' responses at spinda's café #which is still a really fucking good feature. of any video game. SEE WHAT I MEAN spinda and their café is just an incredibly good Thing #it's to the point where my home wifi network is named “Spinda's Café Wi-Fi” because i love it so much. so if you're ever runnin around #and you see a wifi network by that name… it might be me! you never know! or… it could be the real deal. the real spinda's café is somewhere #nearby…! ugh. i wish. i would go there immediately #not even to mention all the other shit about this pokémon that's really good. like that they never walk in straight lines or whatever #their little dance. it's just. huUGHKLJKAHJVDHJHDAJSVGD i love spinda. a nice pick-me-up after the underwhelmingness that was grumpig #shake it this way… shake it that way… and stir it all around… and it's done!

[micamicster]

Point Break (1991) dir. Kathryn Bigelow

If desire is the differential between need and demand, desire always exists outside of the corporeal wants and wishes that have a pressing agenda all their own--desire becomes its own project, indeed yanking at the sometimes wayward, resistant body to which it's tethered in the effort to fulfill its unfulfillable, limitless agenda... Desire floats and fluctuates above, below, beyond us, always goading us, never revealing, satisfying, or fulfilling us.

-David Greven, Contemporary Hollywood Masculinity and the Double-Protagonist Film (2009)

#im being soooo incredibly normal about my point break rewatch. real luke from lovesick moment for me <3 #point break #kathryn bigelow #this opening title sequence is like... #hello. water is a metaphor for sex. guns are a metaphor for sex. surfing is especially a metaphor for sex. enjoy a movie :) #did not gif any of the keanu doing the fbi course scenes because i'll be honest. i was fucking the coloring up. idk what to do with them #so it is surfing only in this set! but know that smoking guns = sex is very much a part of this movie! #this quote is not strictly speaking about point break but it was one of the examples given in the article so i used it anyway <3 #1990s #filmedit #idk what tags people use nowadays... wahtever

[catboymoments]

tip: I am so fucking mad

#yall will be like ohh mental health is so pronouns we love disabled advocacy #and then go out of your way to stalk harass and doxx a disabled poc who (checks notes) was a teenager with a dissociative disorder and did: #(checks notes again) stupid but overall not dangerous things #and proceed to compare them to real life predators and send the feds to their house for no reason #for internet clout. #you should not be proud of having quote ten years of documentation end quote on them when said individual is TWENTY THREE. #the way people on here treat ppl with mental illness is fucking incredible because they’re nothing but something to laugh at or something + #to dogpile and gang up on for some non existent justice #go outside

[hella1975]

me: yeah i didn't project too badly onto taob haha *sees a quote from taob randomly on a tiktok webweave about girlhood*

#HELLO?????? yeah zuko they girlhooded you. yeah no they transed your gender #idk if this makes sense but ur coping mechanisms are just sooo she/her #like do you have any idea how baffling this was like no tags no search no nothing it was just there by sheer luck #i saw it was a webweave about girlhood and i was like ohoughhee this will be good #got a few slides in. hello i recognise thAT FUCKING QUOTE WHAT IS HAPPENING #like it's such a niche quote and out of context like it was it could have been from ANYTHING #AND it wasn't credited which i'll get to in a second #but honestly i felt like a mother identifying her child through something incredibly niche like a single freckle or some shit #bc i was like 'this is such a nondescript quote and isnt a big enough moment for me to remember vividly and yet somehow i Just Know' #and low and behold i double checked with a cheeky ctrl+f on taob AND I WAS FUCKING RIGHT #WHAT THE FUCK #im a tad fuming there was no credit like the person used like 12 images and only 3 of them are Non-Tumblr Writing Quotes #and NONE got credited #like i get it's hard enough to get art credited but i feel with artists there's still a general conensus that you're SUPPOSED to tag them #but with writing people honestly just treat it like it's free real estate and the thing is it kinda IS especially if it's fanfic #but also..... why would you not just say who wrote that? like you clearly like it enough to put in ur little slideshow #so why not give credit where credit is due. annoying. bc now im like if this happened by pure fucking chance #then how many times has this happened when ive literally been totally unaware of it? #how many times have MY WORDS just been flung about tiktok without any acknowledgement that i wrote them? #idkkkk just how writing especially amongst tiktokers is treated as a lesser or watered down artform #that doesn't require the decency given to 'actual' art. i might just be being cynical bc i dont like tiktok tho lol #like girl (taob) what the hell are you doing at the devil's sacrament #taob

[rhythmmortis]

kh lovessss making the girls interesting anf giving them major potential only to push that all aside and do almost nothing with them. WE NEED A FEMINIST RETELLING OF KINGDOM HEARTS ‼️

the game we deserved

#kh #ok but genuinely i think about aquas role in bbs and 0.2 so so so so much #theres that one cutscene in the keyblade graveyard where ven gets frozen and terra gets hit with the old keyblades and aqua saves him #she is fucking POWERFUL #ventus getting his shit kicked in and thrown off a cliff and terra getting barraged #and AQUA SAVING THEM BOTH??? HER MAGIC IS SO POWERFUL IT LITERALLY STOPPED HOW MANY KEYBLADES THAT WERE GOING FULL FORCE #theres also a quote from the nort reports in bbs saying 'let his darkness strengthen the light and the light deepen the darkness' about ter #and i think CONSTANTLY about how easily that couldve been twisted to fit aqua; someone already blindly following eraqus's tutelage #to a fault. she also proved she was stronger than terra enough to become a master. all of this to say #I THINK ABOUT A BBS WHERE AQUA HAD A SIGNIFICANT ROLE AS A POTENTIAL VESSEL SINCE XEHANORT DID CONSIDER IT I BELIEVE IN ONE NORT REPORT #and even if she didnt get norted. 0.2 makes me LOSE IT i swear to god this is literally her in THE hell dimension and slowly losing herself #i know its a kids game but like. a 0.2 horror-esque game (moreso than some of the elements it already uses) wouldve been INCREDIBLE #and dont get me started on how i think 0.2 shouldve ended tragically and with aqua at least hinted to falling to darkness #and not in a single scene in kh3 that is literally not even about her. im so fucking mad about anti aqua in kh3 still #thank you for giving me an outlet to rant about aqua im. !!!!!!!!!!! OOOUOHUOUOGUOHHUOG

[crimsonscloud]

alright maybe it's the hyperfixation talking but can we talk about how the end scene of the incredible hulk reminds me of the end scene in wandavision:

cabin in a forest/mountain area

tea being brewed

ominous power usage (wanda reading the darkhold, bruce inducing a hulk out through meditation)

dramatic glowing eyes (wanda hearing her sons, bruce's days without incident counter dropping to zero)

#wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #bruce banner #hulk #wandavision #the incredible hulk (2008) #this may just be a coincidence and it probably is but like. it's making me have thoughts anyway #also yes ominous power usage is a thing. source: i made it the fuck up #this is also making me realize how little interaction bruce and wanda have??? #which is justifiable considering she made him hallucinate back in aou #and he was rightfully pissed about it #(i have opinions about her being able to do that in the first place but anyway) #if marvel actually *wanted* to touch on the weirdness surrounding bruce's powers especially patterned after recent comics #(im.mortal hulk my beloved) #it could have made for an interesting contrast with wanda #especially with the “magical antichrist” imagery associated with her in the films #and bruce being a different sort of metaphorical devil figure #both of them surviving things that would have killed anyone else #because they were supposed to #and gamma being its own sort of“magic spell” to quote the comics #“when looked at from another angle” #this got rambly let me stop lol

[dullahandyke]

>see person with irish mythology url

>'oh sweet i'll check them out'

>pinned post is collage au fic of the ulster cycle

>'We Are Fundamentally Different People'

#absolutely not slagging off this person. godspeed god bless #however as someone who spiritually believes in a lot of irish myth and old religion (not the catholicism) #i am So Incredibly Fucking Cautious abt like. the way ppl treat pantheons and myths as like. fandoms #and like thats not to say u cant make adaptions of myth! ppl do that all the time! #but u have to be cautious not to be disrespectful yknow? #like keep in mind that these are things that genuine people did and do believe in #and if u like. reduce them to incorrect quotes n stuff without being careful its easy to minimise that #esp w minority religions like jesus x judas stuff is probs weird for the christians but i dont care as much abt them #like i feel so so sorry for like. believers in norse greek and roman myth specifically #because theyve become like. pop culture mythology almost #like if i talked abt my faith and people went 'oh like from marvel/percy jackson' i think id fucking bite them #anyway long story short i wont judge u for writing fic n that for myth bcos u could have been careful writing it #but like fuck if im gonna risk reading it to find that out for myself #practically the only 'modernised' gaelic myth i seek out is stuff regarding the dullahan #and thats bcos most of it either conflates it with the headless horseman as in ichabod crane and bram bones #or treats 'dullahan' as a species and isnt specifically about Gan Ceann himself which is where id have potential problems #am i making sense? #fuck knows

[theinactivefaniguess]

I'm finally getting to Impulse's episode, and. uh. The CCs really saw the lovey-dovey potential that Soulbound/Soulmate concept had and ran with it, huh. ... Is that a green light for us to run with it as well? Because if so... >:)

#like. bdubs full on saying they're married. #etho asking if the marriage is a happy one and both bdubs and impulse saying it's a great marriage. #both of them being extremely insulted when etho insinuated that they had to 'settle' for each other. #impulse upon taking damage immediately yelling 'STOP HITTING MY SOULMATE' #that whole conversation with Ren about their wedding. #Impulse saying 'My hearts have been full ever since I discovered you were my Soulmate' and Bdubs dreamlike 'yes' #Bdubs greeting Impluse with 'welcome back honey' #Impulse telling Bdubs to tell the world that they're together. Bdubs remarking he wants to scream it from the rooftops. #And the damn romantic music in the background??? Like. Damn. #And the way Impulse sounded so soft when he said 'And we'll have each other's backs. And we'll be safe.' LIKE. ????? #I'm going full Impulse/Bdubs brainrot #Fuck I'm only HALF WAY through the episode and there are. at least 5 quotes that could be used so well in fanfiction. #We really are being fed huh #Just... huh. #There's a lot of potential there. #Also #What is it about this block game that makes men so incredibly fruity with each other. like. there's not much fruit in the game. #double life smp #double life spoilers #dlsmp #impulseSV #bdoubleo100 #bdubs #impdubs #trafficblr #trafficship #trafficshipping #Lac's own posts

[jvzebel-x]

🦋

#LMAO I FUCKING CANT. #so missionaries came to my doorstep-- which is literally just hilarious. even more hilarious? one of them was from hawaii. #they ask about my religion&i tell them bc i dont see any point not to&the yt man speaking to me tells me #he was a surfer back in the day so--&this is a literal quote-- 'i went to hawaii&heard it all as a haole on the beach' #remember this is literally entirely unprompted from a missionary who knocked on my door in response to my answering a question #about my religion. so why did this come up? probably the same reason that he then went to on to ask me what would happen if HE wanted #to join my religion&when i answer 'you would probably have to handle that yourself as religion is entirely personal' #he literally stands there w no answer before going 'well our church accepts EVERYONE no matter what theyve done' #&--again this is a direct quote-- 'we have ppl who have done blood sacrifices to their ancestors who have found the REAL god' LMAO. #he then started talking about how the neighboring apartment complex has a primarily east european community? #like with actual statistics bc appartently he just knows that the next apartment complex over is 80% yt immigrants? #not entirely sure how they had anything at all to do w anything so thats around when i stopped laughing openly at him #&told him my neighbors were coming up the stairs&i found taking up the entire staircase to be incredibly rude #so they needed to get the fuck out lmao&the missionary from hawaii-- who had said almost nothing the whole time lmao-- #wouldnt look me in the eye while telling me thank you for my time probably bc he now had to continue doing missionary work #w a man who spent a solid five minutes trying to prove im racist&exclusionay as a default #literally ONLY bc im hawaiian v traditional about it&proud as FUCK about all those facts #whiiiiich only made him look&sound. fucking TERRIBE lmao. #anyway its good to know that several hundreds of years later&a move away from my colonized home where yt missionaries destroyed my culture #i STILL cant fucking get away from yt missionaries&their ABHORRENT behaviour lmao. #i need to start checking who the fuck is at my door before opening it. #or at the v least start letting roxy just fucking tear ppl like this to shreds like she wants bc their vibes are so rank #my dog can't stand at my side w/o her ridge going so far up she doesnt NEED to growl to get the point across lmao.

[banglatown]

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#in reality - on the relationship front anyway #i’m not ready for a relationship and i don’t think i ever have been #i’m incredibly emotional and immature and so i attract emotionally unavailable ppl … bc i myself am also emotionally unavailable … dude tht #was a tough pill to swallow i’ll tell you tht for free .. #but once i did realise .. a lot of my tendencies started to make sense and i started to be able to identify shit abt myself better and know #what i need and want #like trauma is horrible but like it doesn’t make any of us bad ppl … but we all need to stop ppl who trigger our abandonment or attachment #issues .. DEAD IN THEIR TRACKS #now you can be wondering ‘beebs .. how dyek they’re doing tht xyz’ #okay .. do they make you feel anxious? like not just 🦋 but like … ANXIOUS #like do you find yourself become unhinged so if they reply to you #… tht’s it … tht’s literally it #and how you stop them is … literally just remove them off of everything .. bloque bloque bloque #as far as they’re concerned you’re a fucking phantom (one of the few times i’ll excuse ghosting) #DO NOT EVER ACCEPT THT SHIT FROM NO ONE #bc none of our days r over and yk what … i do believe our persons are out there … i do 🪽🪽🪽 #but we need to be patient for them #n i do think the universe is on our sides yk #like i think it makes these ppl tht IT KNOWSSS are bad for us hurt us to push them away from us … bc we don’t need them bad vibrations #i leave you w this oscar wilde quote i love: #‘never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary’ #you’ve got this i’ve got this we’ve all got this 🧿 love n light #beebs.txt

[the-kipsabian]

whenever i feel bad about my existence i remind myself that kip appreciates me

#tho probably not as much as i appreciate him tbh #i mean i have him permanently inked on my skin #but yeah i have. a few stream clips saved on my phone where he talks about things and its just like #okay so chronologically first theres the cameo from last christmas after i came out as a fan with the first fanart he loved #then theres the new years donation shoutout with his incredible be yourself and do what makes you happy advice #(literally just if people dont love you for you just fuck em lol) #then theres the next one where i missed the stream after jersey but he stays how humbling it was to him to see my tattoo in person #and then the more recent one where he talks about fan interactions and how cool all the art and seeing people dress up is #and he just casually drops me by name to specifically mention the tattoo and how. to quote exactly. 'its fucking insane i love it' #like. idk man. if nobody else likes me in this life kip sabian does and i feel like thats pretty good you know #just using it as a positive vibes whenever i think im not worth a hot garbage and shit #just. get yourself a blorbo that appreciates you being a fan as much as you appreciate them being your blorbo lol #and also humble them for life. i know thats harder to do but god its so worth it #i cant wait to meet him again one day oof #sorry im just feeling things today i really just rather be home and in bed but i have to be here today unfortunately #so im thinking about this while i dont want to work anymore lol #that is all. sorry and thank you if you read all that #night is an absolute mess on main #..im also still convinced i never actually have told this man my name and yet he knows and remembers it #in case you needed to know that cause it makes me very soft too lol

[queerbitchdiaz-archived]

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#writing this in the tags because my brother jordan is a very real story and i don't want to be disrespectful in any way #by relating it to fictional characters #that being said #it's been my go-to cry for a long time #and i was watching it today #and the way everyone describes justin and jordan's relationship is so touching and so fucking sad #and it makes me think of 911 and its portrayal of family #and just love in general #and it makes me very emotional #the entire quote at the end #about how you lose someone you just bleed out for the rest of your life and there's nothing you can do about it? #but that's okay because at least you had them for however long and that's an incredible gift? #gonna sob

[arolesbianism]

hello gamers minor life update I have been doing Real bad lately so I will likely continue to be very inactive, but hey on the bright side I have been fleshing out some eternal gales lore I reworked a while back and I can happily say that Dodie no longer completely contradicts the very nature of reality in eternal gales and the fog tower™ officially has a real reason to exist again so hell yeah to that

#rat rambles #eternal gales #oc posting #this is a piece of lore I technically updated a while ago but I mostly just relocated dodie home to a different piece of worldbuilding #but now Im fleshing things out a bit more and Im so glad that I set myself up such an easy way to jump ship on the old stuff #it also makes my life easier because it means that I have an actual reason for mase to be the first person dodie encounters in person #also an actual reason to trap him at first sorry dude it adds to the suspense #longggggg story short dodie lives in the universe's core of sorts #its where all the other characters are transported to at the beginning of the story due to other stuff #I already had it as a thing that the core attempts to replicate the casts home and food and such to help maintain them #but the fog tower™ had its core echo in place since forever basically #mostly because the narrator wanted to get dodie a home set up in the core instead of having to find a way to house her in notmal society #now the tower wasnt exactly meant to be found but it still had to be real enough to actually get echoed so it was real enough to be found #hense why mase's family lives in the lower half of it #the top half is fully reserved for setting up stuff to be echoed to dodie's tower #this is mostly handled my cup aka dodie's long distance mom figure #but most of that stuff was done before dodie was properly created and as such cup had to fight for their life to figure out how to best get #this child growing up in fucked up situations as happy and stable as they could with limited budget and time #they were also dealing with doing a lot of this behind the backs of mase's parents as the two wanted them to provide just the bare basics #despite this cup managed to sneak in a shit ton more video tapes than they were supposed to and attempted to cover as much as possible #ofc dodie still ended up incredibly unstable and fucked up anways but she still loves her long distance video mom dearly #up til she was like 12 or so those tapes were the only way she could see and hear another person #but yeah in the echoed version the lower half of the tower is mostly consumed by plantlife and the such #hense why dodie avoids the area like the plague she has hashtag issues regarding plants #oh yeah Ive also been thinking abt fydd a lot lately #I have been slowly developing a bit of a side plot for him in my head that Im not 100% sure Im going to commit to but Im mivrowaving it #basically I was thinking abt each of the human casts sort of quote unquote domains are #by that I mean the whole reason they get drawn to the universe core is because theyre all sorta connected to universe functions #fydd is one of the weird ones because his place in the system is the basic software ig would be the best way to put it? #hes connected to the very base of the system that the rest of the functions are built into

[learn-and-accept]

Throughout my life I've had a lot of opinions on the whole "you can't love someone until you love yourself" thing and now that I'm in love with some I know for certain that it's absolute bullshit

#i think the more nuanced meaning of that idea is loving and respecting yourself helps to ensure your love is healthy and not destructive #but holy shit the quote as is is so cruel and objectively wrong #loving and being loved has helped me so much in my journey of self love and self acceptance #my self esteem is not dependent on my partner but god do they help improve it #i feel so loved fully and completely and that's something so incredible that i find it difficult to accurately articulate it #the parts of me that i feel shame and embarrassed over are loved and appreciated by a person so wonderful #and that it forces me to reframe them in my own mind #i think thaf quote had good intentions i really do but god it fucked me up more than I realized #*that #loving my girlfriend and being loved by her has been healing in so many ways that i dont think id ever be able to accomplish on my own #and that's okay #we're social animals we're supposed to have relationships and those relationships are supposed to help and improve us #no matter what happens between us i will always appreciate the ways loving and being loved by them has changed me #anyway i saw someone talking about this the other day and I couldn't stop thinking about it #and I'm emotional and sentimental so im gonna get mushy about it lol #personal

[coryosbaby]

we (8 billion people) are begging for dom fem reader and coryo dynamic. Why she always gotta be sub like my dom ass would slap the shit out of him ong

ʙᴇɢɢɪɴ’ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴋɴᴇᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ !

Synopsis: Coriolanus will do anything to get to the top, right?

Content warning . power dynamics, loss of virginity, face riding, multiple orgasms, marking, sub!pussydrunk! Coryo, dom! Reader that’s a lil fucked up

notes: me when coryo has hair real . This kinda sucks I’m sorry

When you see Coriolanus Snow, you see a desperate man.

A boy, actually. You see a boy. A desperate, handsome, power hungry boy. You can see it in the way he towers over his peers in a sort of fake dominance, the fauxness behind his sugary sweet words directed to anything or anyone in a higher position— some even directed towards you, when that blush isn’t flushing his cheeks with a feral intensity.

As the daughter of Dr. Gaul, it’s quite easy for you to advance some of your friends in their studies. You are not only her daughter, but in a position of power yourself. You know people— and Coriolanus knows that. You aren’t dumb. You can tell by his eyes, the empty, icy blue orbs not quite telling the truth.

Coriolanus, in a way, is just like you.

Maybe that’s what intrigues you so much about him. Besides that pretty smile, or those golden curls or those muscles that make you drool, you admire his determination. You know about his poorness (not all know, but some do, as Dean Casca Highbottom once quoted to him), and you know one will go far to satiate their own greed.

It’s just a matter of how far.

—

Coriolanus walks into your lab crying, one day.

Not obviously. It’s subtle, as you demand he sit down and take off his shirt so you can stitch up his wounds. Your hands graze it softly, and he winces.

“Does it hurt?” You ask him, even though you already know the answer.

He lets out a shaky breath, his hands clenching at the seat.

“Yes.”

An honest answer. He must trust you.

You hum, beginning to work on his wound with taught precision. Looking at him now, his jaw is clenching tightly and the boy is shaking so much you fear he might break.

“I killed someone.”

He states it in a remorseful tone, the tone of someone weak and pathetic.

“Someone in the games, if I’m correct?”

He turns to look at you in surprise, as if you didn’t have access to your mother’s decision of allowing him to walk in there and save his friend Sejanus. He says nothing, then. He sniffles, and cries silently.

“You know,” you state, beginning to stitch him. “I’ve killed someone too. Someone I needed to kill.” You smile, remembering the one time a student who was threatening to take your place mysteriously fell into the pit of snakes. “It was necessary.”

Coriolanus tries to stay nonchalant, but you can see the way his shoulders tense. He doesn’t say a word, so you continue.

“Was it necessary to kill the person you killed?”

He looks down at his hands. Caked with blood, knuckles drawn taught. You want to bite them.

“No,” Coriolanus answers slowly. “No, it wasn’t.”

Maybe there’s more darkness to the boy than you originally thought.

You speak to him in a much lower tone now.

“Maybe it was. You just don’t know it.” And then, “There are a lot of things certain people can do to get to the top, Coriolanus.”

Your insinuation doesn’t go unnoticed. He moves his head to look at you.

“And what would that be?”

Typical. Someone so power hungry that his head turns at the mere mention of an opportunity. You’ve got him right where you want him.

You finish up his stitches. You move around to his front, your short red skirt all of a sudden incredibly suffocating as he looks up at you with something utterly pathetic in his gaze.

“How far are you willing to go, Coriolanus?”

And that’s when, a few moments later, you get your wish: that skirt, oh so suffocating, is strewn on the floor, Coriolanus’ big hands massaging the skin of your thighs as you straddle him. Your lips press against his in a hot and heavy kiss, your tongue massaging his lips with fervor. He may be doing this for advancement, but the blonde wants you nonetheless. You can see in the way his hips grind up, the way he lets out desperate whines as you lick up his tears with your tongue. Pulling away from him, your cunt clenches when he tries to push your body down onto his crotch.

“No, Coryo,” you demand, though your voice is desperate. “I want you on the floor, okay? You’re going to taste me first.”

He hesitates, his eyes darting to your lacey panties and then to the colorful tiles.

“… the floor?”

He seems nervous, jittery. It’s not as if he’s afraid of getting dirty, or something.

No, this is something else. In the way he nervously twiddles his fingers, the way his bottom lip catches in between his teeth. It’s not as if he wants to stop— it’s more so that he’s inexperienced.

And then it hits you.

Coriolanus snow is a virgin. This big handsome boy, beautiful and delicious, has never done had sex before. He’s never felt the touch of a woman, never eaten pussy or got his dick sucked.

And for some reason, that makes you want him more.

“Oh,” you coo to him, soft. “Coryo, you’ve never done this before, have you?”

His face turns dusty pink, but he tries to deny, deny, deny.

“What? No! Of course I’m not. I’m just..” he looks at the floor, his lie clear on his face. “The tiles are cold. Dirty.”

“You’re caked with blood and sweat, sweet boy. I’m sure the tiles will be fine.”

He looks away from you, his lips drawn up into a pout.

“I’m not a virgin.” He states, merely to himself. You raise a brow, an amused smile playing on your lips as you move farther away from him.

“Then why don’t you come and eat my pussy, baby?”

His cock strains against his zipper, and you swear you can see it twitch from where you’re standing. He gulps, and with a submission you would’ve never expected, the boy drops to his knees on the tile and makes his way towards you. His shirt, unbuttoned, shows the pretty lines of his chest and his rippling back muscles, and when he gets to you, he stops at the front of your still standing knees. Satisfaction wades through you when his hands move up to the waistband of your underwear and yanks them down with shaking hands. Your smell hits his nose, makes his head tilt back as he lets out a throaty sound in the back of his throat. His tongue laves over the skin of your inner thigh, his hands going around the back of one of your knees to pull you close. You spread your legs to allow him access, your pussy lips drenched with arousal as his breath laves over you.

“Go on, Coryo,” you urge. “You want me to put a good word to my colleagues, yeah? So you better do a good job.”

He moans, his tongue finally slipping in between your folds as he tastes you. He’s messy, sloppy, and it’s good but it’s not good enough.

“God. I thought you were experienced? Huh, Coryo? Don’t you wanna make me feel good? Are you even fucking trying?”

He pulls away from you, shame in his eyes as you scold him. He pleads, his lip wobbling, his arms holding onto your legs.

“Please, I’m sorry. ‘M so sorry. Teach me, please…”

He tries to press a kiss to your cunt, but you kick him away with your foot. He falls to the ground, helpless.

“Lay down—I don’t care if it hurts your back. Don’t make me tell you twice.”

He does as he’s told, all sweet and sweaty and bloody. His back hits the tile, injured but he ignores it when he watches you tower over him. You move down, pressing your knees on either side of his head. He grabs your thighs to place his mouth back on you, but you grab his golden curls in your hands and yank him back. He groans in pain, his feet kicking in a sort of pleasured resistance.

“You use your mouth when I tell you to, coryo,” you scold, watching the way his eyes flutter and only focus on your dripping pussy. “You do what I say. If I guide your head, or press myself down at a certain spot, you go along with it. Do you understand me?”

He nods, desperate to get his mouth on you, his cock thrusting into the open air.

“Good. Now, go slower. Stick out your tongue.. wider… therrre you go, baby.” His eyes focus on that one spot, his tongue hovering right over your clit. He must have read up on this a time or two. You press him closer, shoving his face into your heat as his tongue hits the swollen bud. “You see that? That’s my clit. Yeahh, stick your tongue right there…”

He groans, the taste of your sweet slick making his eyes roll back. His palms splay across your ass, digging crescent moons into the skin. You move your hips in a circular motion, giving Coryo the impression to move his tongue that way. He’s a smart boy, so he knows exactly what you’re communicating to him. His tongue moves in slow, languid circles, your slick already dripping down his chin. You can’t help but give into the pleasure he’s giving you for a moment, riding his face like your life depends on it before slowing down and stopping.

“Good, coryo. You’re being such a good boy. But you need to move your tongue down. You don’t want to play with my clit too much, because I’ll cum quick if you do.”

He makes a noise of understanding, moving his tongue down to your hole. It’s much funner this way, he thinks. The tip of his tongue can gather up the awaiting slick that’s spilling out of you, it makes your taste all the more prominent. You give him some room to experiment now, letting him move his tongue in between your clit and your hole. He catches on, and if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was experienced now— he’s a natural learner. Your hips grind down into him, and when he tongues your hole you use his strong nose to grind lazily against. Coryo can only breathe in your slick, his brain becoming fuzzy from his lack of air. But it’s okay. It’s okay because he’s doing good.

You can feel yourself getting close, the languid strokes of his tongue making your legs shake. You hump against his mouth, your head thrown back.

“Gonna cum,” you say to him. “Gonna cum on this slut mouth.”

He groans, his jaw working even harder now. He focuses on your clit more, save for the few times that he slurps up the slick from your hole. Your orgasm is fast approaching, your body drawing up tight.

And finally, you’re cumming on his mouth, moans spilling from your lips and Coryo’s. He’s desperate to catch all of your cum onto his awaiting tongue, his legs still moving around as he consumes you like a man starved. Your eyes roll back and you grind your hips against him as you come down from your high. Coryo pulls away once he’s satiated, looking up at you with his chin coated in slick.

You sigh, pulling your hips back to give him some air. You move your body off of him, going to your knees to watch his pussy drunk face still follow your cunt as you move. You want to return the favor, now. It’s only fair.

But looking down, you notice a wet spot soaking through Coryo’s pants.

He lifts himself up on his elbows, looking from his crotch to you. He flushes, apologies spewing from his wet lips, shaking his head.

“I tried not to. I really, really did. ‘M so sorry.”

He tries to reach out to touch you, but you just move away and down to his crotch. You unbutton his jeans, and he lets you. You look down at his red briefs, watching the white stain peeking through.

“Oh, baby. You just couldn’t help, it could you?”

You mock him, your hand palming his shaft. He lets out a whimper, his head falling back against the tile. He knows it’s too much, but he isn’t stopping you. You pull his briefs down, and boy is he big. Thick and long, all pretty and red with cum dripping down to his balls. Your mouth waters, but you figure that can wait another day. His seed can be used for other things.

You flutter your lashes at him, your hand wrapping around his shaft, jerking him to hardness again. He’s got this look, contorted and pained and pleasured at the same time. You straddle his meaty thighs, your cunt lips brushing over his cockhead, and he gasps.

“W-Wait—“ he starts, choked. “It’s.. ‘S too much—“

“Then why are you hard again?” You tilt your head at him, your movements paused because he didnt give you full permission. “Don’t you want my warm, tight pussy? Don’t you want to make it to the top?”

And that gets him going, his arousal for you and power and riches. He nods, eyes rolling back as you sink down on him. The cum from his last orgasm coats your walls and makes it easier to fill yourself up, warm white streaks dripping down his cock again.

“Oh.. oh my god,” his mouth drops open, and you’ve never heard a boy so vocal. “Please… I want it, I want it!”

You know what he’s asking for. Your stilled hips are non moving, letting him stretch you and sit heavy inside your cunt. You smile, moving your hips just a bit, letting him feel your gummy walls sucking him in. His mouth is in the shape of an o, his hair messy and disoriented. He tries to grab your tits, your hips, and with a surprising force your palm strikes his cheek haughtily. He cries out, his thighs shaking, his hips thrusting up.

“No touching,” you demand. “You don’t get to do that. Give me your hands.”

He lets you take them, and you push them far over his head as you begin to work your hips harder, faster. His balls make plop plop plop-ing noises as they hit your ass, quivering and begging for you to let them empty inside you. You move down to his neck, leaving purpleish bruises over his skin, marking him as yours. You let go of his hands so you can rest your hands on his torso, and his hands move up. Not necessarily to touch, but to hover over your tits bouncing through your tight fitted shirt. You give him permission, just a moment, to squeeze the soft skin in his hands, give them a teasing, bold little slap. You breathe shakily, his cock filling you up in ways no other has. You watch as Coryo’s head tilts back, and you know he’s close.

“Gonna cum?” You taunt, your nails scraping against his chest. He groans, nodding. “Gonna fill up my tight little pussy? Cmon, give it to me, I know you want to.”

And when he spills into you, rope after rope of warm, hot cum filling you to the brim, you let out a cry. His fingers find your clit— he’s thought this through, hasn’t he? He rubs you until you’re seeing stars and clenching around his overstimulated cock with a loud sob. He moves up to kiss you hot on the mouth.

“Did I do good?” He asks.

You smile, your hand threading your hands through his hair as you both relax against each other.

“You did very good, Coryo. I’m so proud of you.”

He breathes out a chuckle, shoving his face into your neck. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and he winces. His wound has been withstanding a lot of pressure.

“You probably want to put some ice on that.” You suggest to him. He shrugs.

“The tile was cold enough.”

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