“ouhhhh trans men are so privileged because they can get into women’s colleges and trans women can’t clearly this is them taking advantage of transmisogyny or something” what are you talking about legitimately what the fuck are you talking about. my ass is not getting into a women’s college even if i wanted to, but regardless the trans men who do aren’t doing so for some vague nefarious reason meant to hurt trans women. do you really think a trans man in a women’s college is going to be treated well, do you seriously think he wouldn’t be treated as an invader or a confused girl in need or correcting or a plaything?? do you not think that would be incredibly isolating????? why are you yelling at us when the cis people making these stupid rules are RIGHT THERE. trans men aren’t blocking trans women from getting into women’s colleges or other women’s spaces, and no we shouldn’t be inherently excluded from them either actually because we get no fucking support from the larger trans community. this isn’t even about the post that sparked this post anymore. i’m sick of my community being blamed for shit we DO NOT DO as a group because we’re an easier target than the cis people who actually have power.
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I wish butch n femme balls existed. Not to b a fucking sap n a massive dyke but wow. Ugh even. Just wanna wear a gown n stilettos n have my honey greet me w a bouquet before we leave n we wear matching or complimentary jewelry n spend hours on my hair and makeup to impress. N then when we get there my honey will spin me around the room for a brief dance before grabbing something to drink, wine for me n whiskey for her, as we chat w other dykes n celebrate butchfemmeness. Or whatever
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Superbat headcanon:
Clark goes to interview Bruce Wayne. He expects either a flirtation by Wayne or just talking business. What Clark DOESNT expect, is to have Wayne, a multimillionaire/billionaire, info dump about Gray Ghost because nobody else would listen to him talk about it.
Now, when Clark leaves Wayne Enterprises, he knows all the Gray Ghost lore. What is he gonna do with this knowledge? He has no idea. But atleast Bruce looked happy infodumping on him.
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“not yet, doll.” toji purrs, fingers pumping in and out of your squelchy cunny relentlessly. he smirks against your head, lips pressing kisses against your temple as you pant breathlessly, helpless under his touch.
“y’can’t cum yet. y’know that.”
you cry, fingers grasping onto his sweats as you sob into his chest. your chubby thighs clad around his wrist, doing your best to slow his skilled fingers urging you dangerously close to your orgasm.
“stop— to—“
“y’don’t want me to stop.” he knows you terribly well, but that seemed like more of a threat right now. he leaves you with no choice but to take what is given to you. you throw your head back in defeat, laying against the man’s beefy bicep as your legs kick, and toes curl as a distraction to yourself.
“‘m gonna c-cum. please, i d-don’t wanna—“
“s not an excuse. y’know what’ll happen if you cum, hm?”
his fingers curl upwards against the soft walls of your cunt, making you squeal. creamy slick coats his fingers, eliciting the sloppiest noises that you couldn’t bother to be embarrassed about in the gist of his abuse on your cunt.
“hnnn— toji..”
you wail, in hopes for some mercy in return. you claw at his hand, tugging at his wrists but he shakes you off with little effort.
“don’t touch me. bad girls who don’t listen don’t get t’touch their daddy’s.”
“i-i’m not a bad girl !” you debate, shaking your head against his chest in denial. your chest clenches when the throbbing in your cunt becomes intense, feeling your slick dribble below your butt creating a mess on the man’s lap. “‘m not—“ you whimper, still in denial when you feel yourself cream all over the man’s thick digits.
“hmm..” toji grins, removing his fingers from your cunt, emptying what once was so full. you pant, squirming at the loss of sensation, pouting up at him with puppy-like eyes, milked from any energy to argue back in your defense. he rubs against your clit swiftly, making you jump and squeak at the harsh touch to the sensitive bud.
“you came, little girl.” he gloats, holding his slick covered fingers before you. your face heats up at the way your own juices roll down his fingers, against his folded thumb, soon held up to your mouth. “open.”
and you obey, with bleary eyes looking up into his, but ignored just to have him tap his dirtied digits against your puffy lips.
“don’t make me repeat myself.” he spits. you part your lips shakily, and he wastes no time before plunging himself into your mouth and deep into your throat, pressing his fingers against your tongue. it forces a light gag, one that brings further tears to your eyes as you suckle gently on his fingers, tasting yourself on your tongue.
“mhm, just like that.” he affirms, bringing his free hand down against your swollen, milky cunt once again.
“we’re gonna try again, hm? but if y’cum early, i won’t let ya off this easy.” he mumbles against your ear, pressing a soft kiss on your cheek.
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Bill appreciates all the love and support
I know my bill has been getting some attention in some places even on here (which is crazy bc I don’t even post!) Tho I do think he would love all the support he is getting bc it just means he can manipulate you all to shake his hand better! To say my apologies I will post a few bill art i done over the past months.
Thanks yet again! I’ll probably post more in the future on here!
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