#public school core

[visuac]

our carefree escapades

[junebluues]

LAST SCHOOL YEAR WHOEVER FUCKING KEPT TAKING THE FATTEST SHITS/SPRAYING FART SPRAY EVERY SINGLE DAY IN THE HISTORY AND ENGLISH HALLWAY BATHROOM BEFORE FOURTH PERIOD CAN YOU NOT DO THAT THIS YEAR. THANK YOU. I DID NOT WANT TO WALK TO ENGLISH SMELLING THE FOULEST SHIT OF MY LIFE. luckily i DONT have english or history for fourth period this year. but please. i dont wanna smell your explosive diarrhea. or your disgusting fart spray. why is this enjoyable. and if it is your poop i seriously recommend seeing a doctor because why did it smell like something crawled into your ass and DIED. PLEASE. I WANT NORMAL SMELLING HALLWAYS

[rishya-is-sleepy]

Keep thinking about the school shooter threat yesterday who said anybody with a valentine would be shot. And the email that the school sent out was "keep the gifts home" rather than "keep the kids home" 🫥

[gae-bug]

No bc two weeks in a row some kids pulled the fire alarm at my school, it was also the first 2 weeks immediately after break-

[triglycercule]

i love doodling swapinverse like hello drawing characters aside from the normal mtt is lowkey therapeutic 🧡🧡🧡 anyways i FINALLY FINALLY finished crash's lore!!!! and vice.SER is connected to him,,,, theyre interconnected!!! i forgot how much i liked crash's design (not the design but all the little gimmicks in the design. figuring out all the hanging ribbon bits is annoying but hey it looks good)

[maaarsbaars]

Contemplating making a highschool au for the chain just to process the INSANE shit I deal with

[vampslxsher]

girls who make flipnotes on their dsi and play mcr on their hk radios.

[guardianspirits13]

Crazy how many formative events in our lives happened on a school bus

[krispiecake]

off on my travels today

[visuac]

tenuous plot machinery

[party-gilmore]

I’m sorry but if you don’t want your kid to be on a fucking [electronic] all day… maybe don’t give your kid their own [electronic]?

[lendmeurheartandilljustletufall]

lmao guess who just worked up the courage to google whatever the fuck a shovel talk is and gods am I embarrassed rn. It deadass just means "Hurt them and I will hurt you" and my American public school dirty mind was SO confused because I thought it was something inappropriate I cannot right now

[townpostin]

Jamshedpur Launches Mega Thalassemia Awareness Program

District Administration and Thalassemia Society join forces to educate public East Singhbhum District organizes a comprehensive awareness initiative to combat thalassemia, emphasizing prevention through education and community involvement. JAMSHEDPUR – The District Administration of East Singhbhum, in partnership with the Thalassemia Society of Jamshedpur, hosted a "Mega Thalassemia Awareness…

[kdgts---zooperz]

one of my earliest school memories is learning abt subtraction with "5-3=2" "and, kids the inversion property also means 5-2=3! understand?"

i was a smart kid. i asked "oh,thats so cool i understand. but ... what would 3-5= ?? (thinking in my head "there isnt enough numbers, but surely theres an answer"

thr teacher responglded "you cant do that, its impossoble" (i could smell that BS as a kid btw) ooooo boy. let me tell you. when i learned abotu negatove numbers, I WAS PISSED.

(also what a shit move. litterally punishing smart questions. just say to the 6 y/o "oh!we'll learn that later, but if you want, while we're doing the worksheets in a bit, ill help you through it.)

"there are only two sexes, it's literally third grade biology!" and pronouns are taught in kindergarten and you dont seem to understand those either

[snowsinterlude]

need someone older.

(teacher!coriolanus × student!reader.)

summary: a teacher can do a lot in private lessons.

c.w: reader is 19 for repeating a year, age gap (coryo's 29), fingering, tummy bulge, heavy smut, edging (f. recieving), overstimulation, stuffed panties, mild public sex, petnames (coryo calls reader bunny, pet, good girl.), reader thinks coryo is married so . cheating implications, marriage proposal

being a dumb girl was something you tried your best to do ever since you repeated the first year of high school, watching all your friends graduating before you was something you weren't proud about- not for them, but for you. you were supposed to be by their side.

thankfully, you had your professor, coriolanus snow. god. he was the only reason for you to pay attention to class (or at least try to), you were hungry for his approval. for you to be called a "good girl", and be said that you've done well in your tests? yeah, you were willing to do anything for that.

when he offered you private classes, you said yeah without even thinking much. you needed to learn, and spending more time with him was something you craved for. the ring on his finger? fuck it. you wanted it. you deserved it. more than his wife – if he had one.

you've been day dreaming about it constantly, eyes always searching for his on every class you had with him, and he would keep that smile painted on his face, not wanting anyone to think you were the reason for him to be smiling, even if you were, the didn't need to know about it.

"bunny," he voiced, leaning on your desk and taking advantage of the fact that you both were on the library, every student on the school had gone home and the teachers had gathered to go to a nearby bar. "stop looking at my dick now, will we?" he said, chuckling at you.

"huh?" you asked, finally waking to your reality.

"you need to learn that if you don't want to repeat a grade again." he said, sitting by your side, his hand holding your thigh. "you don't want to repeat now, do you?" you shaked your head negatively, and he loved seeing you like that, shy as a kitten even if you usually had his dick on your mouth when that used to happen. "c'mon, don't look at me like that. we have to put these things on your brain if you want to graduate already." he said.

his fingers slowly travelled all the way up on your panties, finding a small damp on the fabric, he looked at you with his usual smirk, his pupils blown already from everything he was about to do to you.

and now you looked like a mess. hands gripping on the library desk as your legs trembled with the aftermath of every time you almost came. you counted six till now, crying from how good it felt having him behind you, his fingers thrusting lewdly into your cunt.

"c-coryo- t-teacher, please. please stop it, i have to cum- i can't hold it in anymore!" you begged, clenching as his fingers rubbed deliciously on your clit after thrusting so many times inside you.

"well, it's not my fault, pet. you're the one getting your questions wrong." he said, pulling his dick to tease the core of your pussy, your cries only making him feel and making his ego bigger. "tell me, baby, how do you want it?"

"q-quick, pleease! if it get slower i-i think i'll die!" you said, legs spread as your skirt revealed a small part of your ass.

"oh, c'mon, i'm sure you can take it, baby" he purred in your ear, the tip of his cock teasing your pussy and slapping your clit slightly, making your body jolt slightly. you bend over, your elbows being now your main support at that table.

"please, teacher..!" you begged. but he didn’t even bat an eye to your cries, slowly sliding his dick inside you, and fuck, you both fucked on wednesday, how come he always seems to stretch you up so good? the pace he choose to torture you with was so slow, making sure you felt every inch of his dick inside you, stretching you, making you his. "please, don't do that to me. j-just ask something easier!" you cried.

"easier? okay... let's see" his hips bucked slowly into yours, your pussy gushing around him as if your own body needed that- as if he was the hair you breathed for. "what's your age, babe?" he asked, a playful tone being cast as his free hand massaged your boob, pinching on your nipple and freeing both your boobs from it's cage.

"n-nineteen." you said, and he laughed again as he said: "good girl, you're right.", his hips giving you a powerful thrust that made you cum with only that, making you cry from your own humiliation.

"ah, bunny, don't tell me you came already only with that." he said, joking with your face as you cried.

"i'm sorry- too good. i-it was too deep." he laughed, pulling back and thrusting deeper again, this time, you made sure not to cum again, edging yourself as he changed your position to put your leg over his broad shoulder, his dick making a bulge appear at your tummy. he loved that view- much more than he loved you.

"look at you, taking me so well. how does it feel, baby? use one of the words we learned at the literature class," he grunted your tightness coating his dick with your own juices, "use them, even if it's just two, and i'll let you cum."

"tortuous," you begin, crying from how good it felt, from how dumb you were getting. "spiralling, it's twirling my insides!" you cried. and he smilled, kissing and licking your tears before placing the most gentle kiss on your lips, pouding faster into you as you closed your eyes shut, moaning and grunting from all the pleasure- and yet you tried your best to avoid moaning only to hear his moans and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

"good girl." he said, his hands holding your hips as he fucked you. it felt truly out of your world experience. his phone ringed just at the right moment he hit your cervix. "t-teacher, your phone- it can be your wife." you said, earning a frown from him as he turned the phone off.

"wife? baby, i'm single." he said, chuckling at you. "you've been walking around school with my cum stuffed in your panties even thought you thought i was married?" he pounded into you with a more quicken pace. "god, what a dirty girl you are. fucking around with married teachers." he teased you.

you felt a heat on your cheeks that you never felt before. god, how much would you end up humiliating yourself? "b-but, fuck! y-your ring-"

he showed you the ring. taking it off his finger with his mouth and sticking his tongue to you, an invitation for you to take the ring.

"keep it." he said once you took the ring

"but- s-sir, i-"

"mm, bunny, i'm a faithful man." he said. "and right now, i'm faithful to you." he said. you squirmed deliciously at the feeling of his cock filling you up again, his tip on your cervix as you came again, and soon enough, he came too.

he helped you get dressed into your panties again and straightned your clothes, a cast kiss on your lips before he smiled sweetly at you, putting the ring on your middle finger.

"i hope you know what that means."

"i-i do." you said, for both questions heavily implied in that context.

"great. then make sure to graduate, bunny." he smiled. "i'm sure the honeymoon will be great."

[danithefangirlbunny]

I don't think people from the united states understand just how hellish their country sounds like what do you mean cashiers can't sit down while they work twelve-hour shifts? why are you paying for vaccines, why haven't your government provided them for free? why do you feel uncomfortable when young adults are still living with their parents but bankruptcy at 18 sounds okay? why do you pay for lunch if the school is public, shouldn't lunch be free too?