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cruelsister-moved2 · 10 months

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not telling anyone what to do but I kinda miss when the understanding abt multiple pronouns used to be that any are fine or different ones apply in different contexts whereas now the default assumption is you need to be constantly switching between them per sentence like that is really inaccessible for a lot of people + difficult in a second language + just genuinely defeats the linguistic object of a pronoun 😭

but I think it came from being a tme she/they who no one ever uses they for which I understand the frustration but i wish we could approach the root causes of that rather than the way I've seen ppl claim not alternating pronouns for someone midsentence is literally misgendering & honestly at the end of the day if you don't want someone to use she pronouns for you, tell them not to use she pronouns! we were all pronouns=/=gender until its "they to show I don't identify with the institution of womanhood, she to show my connection with femininity" but honestly how do you actually like being referred to, worry abt that. if u actually don't like ppl using she to refer to u then tell them that & if the discomfort is bc it shows their perception of u doesn't align w ur gender then like performative language doesnt actually change that anyway so mb if we stopped worrying about this we could actually have way more worthwhile conversations about gender.

#I also think it came from celebrities sorry #bc pronouns kind of have a different relevance in that context also im sure reading articles about yourself #is kind of a weird dehumanising experience regardless #which is easy to project as a gender thing #especially with how they'll talk about u if ur a woman or perceived as one #but yeah I think the approach some ppl take of like 'exclusively they in the context of press/talking about my career whatever' is just way #more helpful #whereas in ur personal life I think there are better ways to approach someone who doesn't see you as nb enough or whatever #also online behaviour SORRY you can always edit a comment to alternate pronouns bur speaking that way irl is really hard #bc that is not how our brains think about pronouns 😭#I specify tme bc if ur transfeminine itll be the other way around #my sisters gf finally dropped the they pronoun that she basically used to give ppl an easy out to like soft misgender her #so it's a bit like. can we have some perspective lol #and bc their uni is drowning in wealthy white theyfabs obsessed w trying to shake off their upper middle class white guilt #ppl acted like thats like less Queer.... like agsheiwojsbdnwjd I hope these ppl die. theyre all polycule ppl too

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yeonjuins · 1 year

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hi woo.. is there anything i need to know about tumblr post sizing and user tracked tags or any more tips before i start posting in moablr..

june anon

hello my beautiful june anonnie <3 i'm like... so honoured u came to me about this like HUH ?! i feel like i barely know anything myself ;;

like always, all tips will be written below my love <3 i hope this helps in anyway possible !

PHOTO SIZING / DIMENSIONS

this has a good guide you can follow for post sizing, especially for gifs ! essentially, the main point is, all full size sets have a maximum width of 540px (can be any height but obv theres limitations depending on your file size).

i find that for photosets, you can go quite a bit bigger (i've personally uploaded photos with width sizes of ~850px, but as photos and not gifs) but it does pose the risk of sacrificing the quality of it on mobile (it'll appear a bit blurry, hence why some creators tell you to click on it for full preview / to preview it in the highest quality !)

the file size for gifs should be no larger that 9.5mb and photos/videos no larger than 20mb (but even then, if you're somehow going up to those numbers nearing the 20's i will heavily preface that the time it would take to load on the dash would be absurd and the file compression it'd go through esp on a hellsite like tumblr is not worth it imo LOL)

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TRACKING TAGS / USER TRACKING TAGS

the first thing to note is the the first 20 tags to your post are the ones that show up on the actual tags themselves. everything else afterwards is only for show and will not work. i recently learnt that the hard way as i tend to ramble a lot in my posts (":

in terms of tracking tags, for open networks in moablr you can use tags such as #moacentral ! i'm pretty sure they're the only txt open network tag that's active rn but otherwise you can apply to #txtnetwork as well to become a member in order to use their tag !

as for user tracked tags, it really depends on who you're planning to use ! some blogs have open user tags and some blogs only allow their mutuals to use their tags ! it really depends on the person but some moablr blogs that do have open open tracking tags would be:

#usergyukai #useryeonbins #heetual #usermowah #useroro #userjoanna #wabisaba and #useryeonjuins of course (": !! i'm pretty confident they are all open tags but i'd also double check for safety + their conditions if any !

i'd also heavily disclaimer that just because you use someone's tracking tag as well, it's not a guarantee that they'll reblog it, mutuals or not (this applies to me also, although i'm sure i'll reblog whatever creations you make my love <3)

on the same note, tag your own work for you to keep track of personally ! usually people have a tag like 'my gfx' or mines is 'portfolio' !

overall, experiment ! have fun ! i'm excited to see where u take ur blog my love (:< if u have any other questions my love pls let me know and i shall help as much as i can <3

#asks #june anon #resources #love the kim woobin example #LOL #there was another one i found but it was w the old dimension sizing and i didnt wanna confuse u ;; so hopefully that one works good #hopefully this all makes sense ;; i know its a bit overwhelming at first but i think overtime u rlly just get used to it #and u rlly just suck up and embrace how u turn ur 2k - 4k quality motion graphic or edit into a very poor 540 pixel image (: <3 #ASDOIJKAWML #it be like that sometimes fr .

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schumaclerc · 2 years

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thank u for the tag @lolaleclerc mwah !!

f1 handwriting challenge 💗

what is your url?

who are our favorite drivers? what are their numbers?

write out a fandom hot take you have.

make a prediction for next season.

if your native language isn't english, write a fun fact about yourself in it.

write something nice about another person in f1mblr.

tag at least four people 😤

tagging @ruszhou @butonsilyo @c2stan @thecopse @leclerrari @mssr-monagato and literally anyone else who either hasn’t been tagged or hasn’t done it yet bc i can’t keep track

#riel.txt #if you’ve done this already or were already tagged just. look away lol #i actually write in all caps more often but this is the one i use for writing more/quicker #also this is edited to look neater so u can’t tell i wrote w my fav green pen #which makes me sad

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doubleedgemode · 1 year

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It's about time I drop my class ideas for the g.o. AU:

Note. I don't think the class names end in S if you're saying it on a plural way but, whatever:

Iops: Sol, Baiken, Leo, Zako B, Kliff, Slayer and Nagoriyuki (the latter two are iops in a much more vampiric way than usual)

Sadidas: Jam (being surrounded by plants does absolutely NOT help with a flammable restaurant)

Ecaflips: Johnny, Chipp, Zako C

Cras: Bridget

Xelors: Axl, I-No, Bedman and Delilah

Fecas: Potemkin, Answer and Anji

Sacrieurs: A.B.A, Raven

Eniripsas: Faust, Fanny and Leap

Ouginaks: Izuna

Huppermages: Ky, Judgment.. Zappa too perhaps?

Osamodas: May, Giovanna and Testament

EliAtropes: Ramlethal, Happy Chaos

Eliatrope Dragon: Elphelt

A very special eliatrope/dragon: Aria/Justice/Valentine (yes they're the same person in this au. Actually, it's not set in stone but at least Justice would be a super cool dragon for sure)

EliOtropes: Dizzy, Sin

Maskeraider but, not like the canon ones, I think: Jack-O

Minor almost godly spirits which are basically personifications of the Paladir/Necrome thing: Undine and Necro, respectively (come on even his name fits)

Regular unaffiliated humans: Goldlewis, Vernon, Daryl (I might make him a hupper..? but maybe he'd then be too similar to Ky) Crow

Steamer: Haehyun and Zappa (that or a hupper or unaffiliated..)

Steamer adjacent robot or something: Robo-Ky and RK MK II

Sacrimages *: Asuka

Srams: Millia and Venom

Roublards: Zato and Zako A

Shushus: Eddie, Lucifero, Roger, S-KO, Angra, the bad guy that got ahold of Judgment and Paracelsus

Elemental/or some sort of regular dragon: Dr Paradigm (I GUESS)

As for Leopaldon.. I don't know. Maybe the human is an osa, the dog is a mulou and the gear is a shushu but.. Dunno. Leopaldon is Leopaldon lmao

Idk for Ariels either.. Maybe a hupper?? Probably I'll go the boring routes or make her (spoiler) canon in this au, as the gg one, or just a high level shushu

Goldlewis' coffin friend: A very minor god who's almost in the verge of disappearing due to people not believing in them. Their only believer? Goldlewis, but he believes they're an unexplained monster (monster as in the kros.moz definition where they just commonly exist) so, they're there but not that powerful..

Janvis or whatever the jellyfish cat is called: Chacha :)

*ofc hybrid classes are a topic of contention but, they are Technically canon yet very rare. Asuka is straight up a Hupper, and probably was one before, but his perspective about pain and his eye thing that remind me of larmes de sang (sacrieur technique) gave me the vibes so he became both. Sacrimages is a made-up word, but with Nitura calling hybrid classes a combination of their names (ex: osadida) I thought Sacrimage would fit the bill.

#Long post #U can tell I love iops.. Beloveds #Surprisingly idc as much abt huppers haha #Guilty Omelette #Footnotes: Judgment is a hupper witch like Julith #Idk if RK is a series made robot that gets a conscience OR the especific RK we know is a wak.fu era steamer (aka a person who was turned #Into a robot. Basically). Whatever the case... He's powered by weird looking crystals #Sorry do.fus era steamers. I ignored you. Wait. Maybe I should make zapppa one for variety. Shrug #Yeah I will.#Obvs El can take on a human form but Has a dragon form. She obvs doesn't look 100% human. Think of Phaeris and especially adult Grougal #From the show. Yeah #U notice no enutrofs or pandawas cause. Idk if I'll even include them. Enus are too close to some stereotypes from what I've read. I ignore #Them. Pandawas. Same but maybe not as Bad. But idk abt them #Ik enus not being a thing throws off the wo12 denomination but. Both for GO and my kros.moz things. Maybe Ouginak was in the pantheon from #The get go. He's just reclusive lol. Idk #Oops I got carried away um.#Faust is.. A necrome eniripss probably. Idk if that happens after the strive equiv or he was just like that. We have to let normal enis to #Be weird from the get go cause Equality. Fun fact. The one paladir eni dude reminds me of axl #Umm anji uses shields instead of fans. He probably doesn't use a staff. Answer n Potemkin prob do however. Though they also use shields #Idk if Pott is straight up a necro. Probably not. But the canon necro feca guy w the shield mask?? HIS VIBES..#Venom prob has a sort of skull design rather than only the eye but like. Idk.#Also u can tell I love shushus lmaoo #Sorry this is rough I'm editing as I write. I'm prob forgetting things #Suggestions for this are accepted #@people who don't know wtf I'm talking abt in regards to this au: Don't worry about it #text tag2b named

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guideaus · 22 days

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something else im not a fan of for the new covers is that nothing on it indicates anything at all about the story. im already not a fan of them not using official art at all, and the text isnt even reminiscent of the series, but i kinda vaguely recognized milly's gun and barely saw meryl's gun there. volumes #4-6 don't exactly revolve around those two, and i feel less so with #7-9 for legato's thingy. it's nice its not yellow and blue anymore, but it looks like dark horse focuses too hard on making it similar to the prev deluxe editions, but also saw that hellsing's cover got the colors trigun probably wouldve had first.

dark horse deluxe covers really like that bare minimum style, but trigun apparently doesnt even have that iconic of a symbol (but idk the other two series and how recognizable the other two are, esp w hellsing's just being a cross lol), so they cycle every cover, which makes it feel different from the other dark horse series.

the only feature for this version is

which just makes it a giant version of the originals with a hardcover, but people want it because its an oop series and there's not much of another option.

i just kind of think it sucks these released editions are $50+ when there arent any other accessible books. i think dark horse even reprinted hellsing singles w/o any update later so that also sucks

idk how much these editions covered, but dark horse totally couldve just done a hardcover edition of these since this deluxe trigun is just a new cover and ribbon. its like they want praise for bringing back a classic series, but are hitting u over the head w the fact they published it, but also dont wanna do too much work

#personal #yea yea my 100th 'not a fan of dark horse deluxe covers' post. unless they do reveal more features #obviously i recognize milly's gun but those two dont get as much attention as they deserve in the manga. and meryl's i feel is more iconic #for the ridiculous amount of guns so putting one feels silly lol.#and tbc my only problem w ashita no joe is the price and that its the first english version. they at least used art and probably put more #work into it. when trigun apparently isnt getting an update (and fans are doing it for free)#they literally couldve just done a reprint... of either edition bc deluxe is just a new cover that removes the art #if u dont have any books this is better than none but also it feels like. way less than they could do. esp compared to others

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futurefind · 11 months

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"Explain Nasuverse mage Rea w.o explaining Nasuverse mage Rea:"

(Loose translation anyway:

if runes are used as supplemental magecraft like nails or screws, Rea uses them as brick n mortor for entire structure (and it WORKS)

unintentional (if unspoken) speciality in magical circuits construction and, with proper study, magecraft effecting the soul and outright Concepts directly

(FGO Rea absolutely works on an anti-Servant magecraft by targetting the 'thread' that allows that incarnation to have been summoned from the throne in the first place (ie via excising the cause and effect that allows them to have been summoned in the first place, for that summoning)

(Lesser example of this is FGO!Master subverse being incentived to develop 'artificial nerves' Mystic Code for when her Crest bs acts up, ie every rayshift, to mitigate how much it kneecaps her in the field)

she's an American magus that only spent time in Mage's Association for politicking/pawn reasons, and because she's so humble and friendly she has no idea how op any of her bs actually Is. she tries to explain/share it to people and it goes in one ear and out the next

#about // rea #about // rea (nasuverse)#tldr shes a Mad Genius whose ingenuinity is incomparable #combined with her semi functional crest and high quality circuits + her absurd precision = absurd mana efficiency ?#and shes 10/10 walking epitome of 'so fucking glad ur token moral mage fsr'#also she had patents as a TEENAGER and could easily hit Brand sooner than later (if by 'sooner' i mean mid 30s fgo 'reamom' subverse)#(n could def qualify as a Color rank w hcs putting her in yellow)#pettiest 'inventions' include mana batteries that gather mana FROM THE ATMOSPHERE rather than owner #and also electricity free barely anything civilian friendly (buttons!) climate control magical system #......and also how she she sees Mystic Locks as a CHALLENGE rather than a Guarantee n so doubles hers up w bio signatures #(n similarly has a v complex but precise home security system thats both workable for civ mom + wont murder civ theives LOL)#...dont ask abt the structure of her soul (see: crest bs) cuz its lowkey HIGHKEY /extremely/ terrifying + she has no idea ++#she has yet to at all work on processing the involved trauma At All and would def have a Very bad time if u pointed it out #([re opness] *+ her absurdist reaction times INCLUDING high speed reaction n even ADVANCED magecraft w said reaction times?? whistles)#edit: i even made an entire spreadsheet of the elder futhark + how rea uses them #even tho That level of detail is not just unecessary but counterintuive to nasuverses focus/reliance on Mystery #'the important is not the fine print just the How/What and (Broad) Methodology (mostly the former)' me vc: no <3

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oceansblvds · 6 months

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closer ; coriolanus snow

pairing ; coriolanus snow x reader

words ; 3.4k

about ; you and coriolanus have never exactly gotten along, and all of that boils over at a party you're hosting. based off of this request.

warning(s) ; smut, fingering, p in v sex, not edited, mentions of choking someone out (lol)

authors note ; please feel free to request fics or headcanons or blurbs! i hope u enjoy :) kinda got carried away with this one.

Coriolanus was, for lack of a better word, obsessive.

He was obsessive in the things that he did, the people he saw, the way he dressed, he was obsessive to the point that anyone who had even a glance as to what he was thinking would think that he was insane. It was no way to live, but the spiny, tingly feeling that rose up his spine when he felt the obsession for yet another thing growing was enough to keep him tethered in his ways. He’s a reserved, meticulous man who never let himself be seen as anything other than such, no one had ever seen him make one mistake, not since he was a young child. He was erratic, cold and calculated all at the same time. He didn’t like when things didn’t go his way, and he certainly didn’t like when he felt that someone was trying to best him.

And that’s what you seemed to do, try to best him. All the time, you would walk into a room and all eyes would turn to you instead of him. You always had a way with your words, speaking to the hearts of people and reminding them that you were the Academy’s darling. It made him sick to his stomach, the knot twisting into a more convoluted mess within his gut until he wanted to throw up what little he had to eat that day. He had never felt this way about someone before, whatever it was, and he didn’t like it, not one bit. With you, he felt as if he had no control. With you, people didn’t fall under his spell.

The party bustled all around, the lavish hall that it was situated in being filled with the noises of mentors and peers alike, all in celebration for the next Hunger Games. It was at your house, which pained Coriolanus, but made sense. You were always looking to help out, and it seemed to be the perfect opportunity for the Dean to ask if you and your family would host this gathering. You considered it done the moment it was asked of you, all you had to do was ask your parents for the money and for the time and you organized the whole thing. It was going perfectly. Many people came up to you, chiding about how wonderful the party was, how they hoped that they would get some of the appetizing leftovers from the snack table. You gave smiles, your laughter filling up the space that Coriolanus could hear, wanting nothing more than to smack you silly, to prove that you were not better than him.

It was stupid, really, considering you had done nothing to prove that you were trying to humiliate him. It was all twisted in his mind. And he was determined to make things right, whatever that meant.

He made his way to you, dressed in a pressed white dress shirt and black slacks, accenting his long legs, his usually curled hair pressed back only a bit in a styled fashion. He was handsome, there was no denying it. Your eyes met his blue ones, almost being enveloped in the sea of them as he made his way further.

“Well then, if it isn’t the Academy’s darling,” Coriolanus said, his tone nothing but authoritative, as if he was trying to make you feel uncomfortable. You were used to his slight jabs, the way that he always seemed to want to push your buttons. You paid it no mind, not letting him have the satisfaction. “How much of daddy’s money did you have to spend to pull this off?”

You rolled your eyes, pearled white teeth biting your tongue as you chose your words carefully. “Coriolanus, do tell me, is it your mission in life to be a thorn in my side?” A playful jab, something that you could easily spin out as being a tease if the wrong person was to hear. After all, you wouldn’t want your reputation to tank over one encounter. That was the thing about the Academy, always somewhere there was someone watching, listening. You were never alone.

Thorns. They reminded him of his Grandma’am’s roses, how the things would get caught in your skin if you weren’t careful enough. There had been many times where he had cut himself on the barbs, the tip digging into the thin layer of his hand and drawing blood when he had gone to cut one for his outfit. He thought to himself how he wanted to be a thorn in your side, how he wanted to poke and prod at you until he drew blood, to see your perfect image falter under his touch. He chuckled at your words, the crease lines of his smile oh so evident as you looked at his stupid, perfect face. He leaned in, the smell of roses enveloping the two of you, his face almost disastrously close to your own.

“Do you want me to be?”

You scoffed. “Being crass now?”

Of course, of course you dealt your hand in the same way that you always did. He would put himself out there, trying to get a rouse out of you, and you wouldn’t bite at the bait. You would simply leave him there, to play with himself, and it was so infuriating. For once, just once, he wished that he would see that perfectness in your stature falter. He wanted to see you ruined, whether or not he was the person to do it. But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he knew that he had to be the one to ruin you. You were his, whether you knew it or not.

You walked away from him, spinning on your perfect heels and making your way to a door, opening it and closing. It was the bathroom, one of many in your house but the one that was most accessible to the party. You needed a moment alone, to freshen up, to get Coriolanus out of your mind. This was your party, he wasn’t just going to ruin it like this by using all of his stupid words. Your hand went to your forehead, pushing some of the strands that had fallen from your perfectly styled hair back to their place, leaning in and scanning your face in the mirror for any other mistakes on your clear skin. Just as you were about to turn and make your way out, you watched as the door opened and closed just as quickly, Coriolanus standing there with his back to the door. You heard the familiar click of the lock, and the way that he looked at you made you shiver. He looked like he wanted to eat you alive.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You asked him, moving to grab the handle but was quickly swatted away by his hand. You looked up at him, the height difference palpable, despite the heels you had on. He was so much bigger than you, he could easily overpower any move that you tried to make. “Let me through, Snow, this isn’t funny.”

“No.”

Your eyes squinted. “No?”

“You know, for someone who spends hours in front of the mirror, you’re not fooling anyone,” Coriolanus said. He took a step forward, which didn’t really make such a difference in the long run. This was a big bathroom, if you really wanted you could've had a party in here with a sizable guest list. Still, you took a step backwards, wanting to keep the distance between the two of you.

“What’s your problem, Coriolanus?”

“You’re my problem,” He breathed out. “Always pretending to be so damn perfect.”

You laughed. “Well, not everyone can embrace mediocrity as effortlessly as you do.” A low blow, something you knew would get under his skin and rile him up. And it seemed to do just that, because you could see his jaw clench, perfect facade that he had seemed to falter. You had caught him off guard, he hadn’t expected you to bite back with such a fiery attitude. But maybe you had just had enough of all his button pushing, of all his mindless teasing and hating on you for what seemed like no reason. You wanted to make him uncomfortable, make him know how much you loathed him. So you continued, “Jealous much? Can’t handle the fact that I outshine you without even trying?”

Coriolanus was walking towards you before you even had a chance to move out of the way, his large body caging you in between himself and the marble counter. His hand went to your jaw, the contact of his fingertip on your skin making you heat up, a small fire burning in your chest. His grip was so hard that you were sure that it would leave a bruise. Your eyes widened, pupils blown out from the contact. You hadn’t expected for him to do this, you hated how much you liked it. How you wondered if he was this rough when he was doing other things.

He didn’t say anything for a moment, seemingly liking the way that your doe eyes widened and looked at him, like you were a deer caught in the headlights. But his mouth opened, “You don’t know anything about me.”

Which was, for the record, very true. You didn’t know anything about Coriolanus Snow because he seemed so keen on keeping things a secret. You didn’t know about his home life, the only thing you knew about him was what he was showing to you now, that he had a dark side that was starting to leak out of the cracks of his perfected persona. You gave a smile, a vile, venomous one that was meant to catch him off guard. “Yeah? So tell me, Coriolanus Snow, what don’t I know? Please, enlighten me.”

He wished that you would just shut the fuck up. He wanted to put his hand around your throat and choke you until you lost consciousness, so that he could feel like he would be rid of all the sickening thoughts about you for just one moment. He thought about leaving right now, leaving while he still had some dignity left. But Coriolanus was not one to back down from a challenge, and he certainly wasn’t one to lose the upper hand. He was in control, he had to keep his control. There was no way in hell that he would let you think differently.

The way he kissed you was bruising, like he was trying to make a mark on you forever. His teeth grazed against your lips, biting and nipping enough to almost draw blood. Coriolanus was all consuming, His one hand staying on your jaw while the other one came to wrap around your throat, disregarding his earlier thoughts and instead only squeezing a little bit, pulling you closer to him. His hips pushed into your own, you could feel his bulge through his trousers, a smirk fell on your face before he was quick to wipe it off by pushing you so much into the counter that you jumped on top of it, opening your legs and allowing him to slot in between them.

Your hands came and wrapped in his hair, pulling on the locks of goldenness that you had only fantasized before in your dreams. They were soft, just like you imagined, and the way that you pulled on them had him groaning into your mouth, his lips leaving yours to kiss harshly against your jawline, down your neck, and onto the part of your collarbone that was exposed from your dress shirt. Teeth pressing against the soft skin that connected your jaw to your neck. You sighed out, hands moving down to his torso and surrendering into his touch as if saying do anything to me, anything you’d like.

And he did, because the second he heard that sigh come from your pretty pink lips he was determined to explore every part that he could of your body. He paid extra attention to your neck, sucking just under your chin, earning a soft moan on your part at the feeling. Your hips pressed against his and each of you breathed out, liking that feeling more than anything in the world. You hated how pliant you were in his hands, something you never thought would happen in a million years with Coriolanus Snow. And yet, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care, instead pulling his head closer to your body and allowing for one of his hands to slip under your dress shirt, palm pressing against your left breast. He liked you like this, so perfectly obedient and compliant. He was going to enjoy ruining you.

His hands pushed your pants down along with your panties, leaving you completely bare in front of him. You felt insecure, instinctually closing your legs away from him. He tutted, shaking his head and taking both of his hands to spread your legs open in front of him. He stood there looking at the curve of your hips and the apex of your thighs, eyes landing on your wet center. you looked down at him while he did nothing, only staring at you. You were completely vulnerable, insides screaming for him to just touch you. He seemed to want to take his time, from the way that his hand came and rested on the inside of your thigh while his eyes looked at your face gauging for a reaction.

“What do you want, an instruction book?” You asked him, the brattiness and defiance in your tone that should’ve made him angry instead made him chuckle. His hand continued to reach further until his thumb pressed against your clit, making you groan at the feeling, your legs wrapping around his clothed waist. He was still completely clothed while you were completely pantsless. The bastard. He slid a singular finger into you, knowing that it would be enough to satisfy you for now, but it wasn’t enough.

“Coriola-”

A knock on the door made you both stop what you were doing. A voice was heard on the other end, it was your friend, wondering if you were okay since you had been in there for a while. “Y-yes! It’s fine,” You lied. “I’m just not feeling very well, I’ll be out soon!” You heard footsteps receding, and you turned your attention back to Coriolanus, who was looking down at you with a smirk. His finger was still buried in you, your pussy squeezing around his finger, wishing that he would move it. He seemed to understand what you wanted, his finger beginning to pump in and out, his thumb still pressed against your clit. The feeling was searing, something you weren’t even sure could just be described by words.

His finger curled up in a come here motion and you almost screamed, biting your lip so that you wouldn’t give him the pleasure of knowing he had such an effect over you. He could see through your bullshit quite clearly, pushing another two fingers into you and not moving. Coriolanus had three fingers in you that he wasn’t moving, watching you squirm against his hand to create some kind of pleasure. but with his other hand he held your hips down, keeping you from moving at all.

“I want to hear you beg for it.”

“For fucks sake, Coriolanus,” you said, eyes opening to look at him.

His chest pressed against your own as he leaned in, “Beg. or I’ll leave you to finger fuck yourself.”

For a moment you thought that you weren’t going to do it, mostly because of your pride and ego. the pleasure that awaited you took over though and you opened your mouth to say, “please, Coriolanus. Fuck me with your fingers. Stretch me out. I need you.” your cheeks burned in embarrassment at your words, knowing that he would never let you live that down.

“Good girl.”

He spared not a moment more, fingers setting at an unbelievably fast pace as they pumped in and out of you. His thumb massaged figure eights on your clit and you knew that you weren’t going to last long. Your head arched back, feeling him hit your g spot every single time his fingers fucked into you. Soon enough you were cumming, opening your eyes and seeing blurry vision. He kept pumping his fingers, mouth finding home on your neck to give you more marks, perfect petals like a perfect rose. You didn’t know how you were going to be able to hide all of them.

You took a minute to catch your breath and for that moment he wasn’t touching you at all made you miss his touch more than you were willing to admit. You heard the sound of pants unzipping and soon enough Coriolanus was in between your legs, this time his cock in his hands as he pumped lazily. He was big, you thought to yourself. Of course he was, considering all he had done with you so far, he was just preparing for you to be almost speared open by his cock. Incoherent words spilled from your lips, all different forms of begging for him to just push it in, and he finally gave you the satisfaction, the tip of his cock pressing into your entrance. Coriolanus pushed all the way in, inch by agonizingly slow inch, his own eyes falling shut at the feeling of your warmth around him.

Once he bottomed out, he pulled out, pushing back in. You hissed at the feeling, not all the way used to the feeling of him stretching you out but loving it anyways. He buried himself into you like he owned you and you loved it. His hands came to your hips and thrusted in and out with such force that your whole body moved with every single rut into you. He shed no mercy, hitting that one spot every single time mercilessly.

Your hands fumbled to touch him, anywhere you possibly could. Eventually you made your way to his back, fingernails digging into his skin enough to probably draw blood from underneath the white button up that he was wearing. You scratched up and down, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. Your breasts bounced up and down with every thrust from underneath your shirt, your mouth opened slack. The heat in the room was almost unbearable, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

He grabbed your thigh and hoisted it up, moaning at the new angle that he hit within you. Your eyes teared up with the pleasure that coursed through you, once again about to hit that brink once again. You were already pretty sensitive from the previous orgasm. His name sounded so pornographic coming from you that he tried his best to remember how it sounded. It was unlike anything he had ever felt in his life. You looked so fucking good taking him like this. He felt as if he had everything he ever wanted in the palm of his hands. And he was making you feel good, better than anyone ever had before.

This drove his pride, thrusting animal like into you to take you to that peak again. He wanted to make you cum again. And you did, after about three thrusts from him, each one pulling out all the way and pushing in with force. his hand slipped down to rub your clit in figure eights and you came with a yell of his name into his shoulder, biting down on the fabric to try and muffle some of it so that passersby wouldn’t hear what was going on inside the bathroom. Not even two thrusts after, he was cumming, a low groan eliciting from his lips while his body stalled slightly on top of you. Each of your skins were drenched with sweat that you two almost stuck to each other. He pulled your face to meet his own and gave you a quick peck, and continued this all the way down your neck then stopping to bury his face into the crook of your neck, composing himself.

He didn’t pull out, not right away, thinking that he had gotten all that he wanted.

And there was no way that he could let you go now.

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