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I don’t even know what to call it, but I want to show it

Tumblr staff HATE trans women and yes its specifically trans women because i have not seen tumblr ban or remove trans men from this platform as much as i have seen them do it to trans women.

This problem is ridiculous, the latest victim being Goosworx. FUCKING GOOSWORX. You’re telling me that a woman who made a tv show THAT WAS BROADCASTED IN THEATRES AROUND THE WORLD. Was removed from tumblr by the bigotry and corruption that is the tumblr staff. This is insane.

Please if you can complain. Make a stink. The more people who recognize this issue the more pressure those in charge of moderation will feel to change their ways.

Repost other post like this.

Make your own and dont forget to tag the staff so they see it.

What the fuck tumblr.

(Edit: this is not to start arguments about things people have allegedly done, just using some ppl as examples because usually famous people get ‘special’ treatment no matter what they do, plus tumblr hasn’t really cared about other minorities in the past and that is another problem that im not getting into on this post)

(Edit2: goose is back up!)

Venom & Vengeance ⋆˚꩜｡

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Symbiote!Venom!Reader

Summary: You weren’t supposed to be in Gotham. But when the Life Foundation slithered its way from San Francisco into Gotham’s underworld, you followed. The Bats didn’t care about your mission. No metas in Gotham—that was the rule. But instead of a cape, it was a crimson helmet that stopped you first.

CW: Mentions of eating people, violence, symbiotic relationships, idfk dude it's nighttime shit gets crazy then.

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Requested by anon.

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Gotham didn’t like metas.

That was the rule, stamped in Bat-shaped authority. Didn’t matter that you weren’t here to start trouble, you were here to finish it.

The Life Foundation, Carlton Drake, thought he could worm his way from California into Gotham, running experiments in the shadows, on Arkham patients no less.. You and Venom disagreed. Loudly.

Your inky claws sank into a rooftop gargoyle as Venom’s voice purred in your head.

They are close. We will eat them.

“Not tonight,” you muttered, webbing across the street. “We’re here for recon, not dinner.”

That’s when the gun cocked.

“Nice party trick,” a low, husky voice drawled behind you.

"You'd think it'd scare the kids?" You asked as you turned around, symbiote sliding up your arm in a hiss of black tendrils.

Across the rooftop stood a man in a red helmet, a pistol levelled casually at you.

"Nah, this'd give the parents nightmares." He said.

“Hood,” you said flatly.

“Venom,” he shot back, though the corner of his mouth curved under the helmet. “Or is it Miss Host tonight?”

Venom snarled, baring teeth that glistened in the dark.

You smirked.

“Most people run screaming when they see that.”

“I’m not most people,” Jason said, lowering the gun.

“And Gotham doesn’t do metas. Which means I should be putting a bullet in your knee.”

He tilted his head. “So why am I not?”

You stepped closer, symbiote crawling over your shoulder like living armor. “Because you’re curious.”

The air between you crackled. He didn’t step back. Neither did you.

“Curious is one word for it,” Jason murmured.

Curiouser and curiouser they say....

You saw him again two nights later.

Then again.

And again.

At first, it was all quips and threats, him accusing you of stealing Gotham territory, you accusing him of being Batman's lapdog, that one definitely got under his skin. But somehow, it kept turning into something else.

A smirk. A shared laugh. A patrol cut short because he insisted on following you. It was almost like The Cat and The Bat.

It's like he was seeking you out, and the thought of that didn't bother you as much as it should.

As for Jason? He couldn't lie, when the symbiote consumed you, all he could look at was the way the ink draped your figure, toned your muscle, made such a confidence ooze out of you in a way he's never seen before in anyone. While he'd ocasionally cringe at the 67 joke you'd make when beating up thugs, or start gabriela-ing post fight, it didn't bother him when you did the dirty work, your speciality: eating people. I mean, less work for him right?

Venom hated him at first.

He is loud. Reckless. We should eat his face.

But Jason made you laugh. And when Venom hissed, he just smirked harder.

So when he offered, “You’re not gonna last long in Gotham without backup. Come meet my crew,” you didn’t say no.

The Outlaws were… less welcoming.

Roy dropped his bow the second he saw you, pointing an accusing finger.

“Jason. What the hell. You brought something from Klyntar into our HQ?”

Artemis, in all her red-headed glory, had her sword out before you even opened your mouth. “You’ve officially lost your mind.”

Jason leaned against the wall, casual as ever, arms crossed. “Relax. She’s with me.”

“She’s with a symbiote,” Roy snapped. “There’s a difference.”

You let Venom’s fangs creep out, flashing a sharp grin. “I promise, I only bite when I’m hungry.”

Artemis didn’t flinch. Roy did. Jason just smirked.

“See? She’s charming,” he said.

“Jason,” Roy groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You can’t just pick up alien parasites like strays.”

“Worked out fine when I picked you up,” Jason shot back.

Artemis sighed. “This is going to end badly.”

But when you glanced at Jason, he winked, helmet tucked under his arm, confidence radiating off him like heat. And for the first time in Gotham, you felt like you weren’t running.

You had an ally. Maybe more.

Because Red Hood wasn’t afraid of you. Jason Todd liked you, symbiote and all.

And Gotham had no idea what was about to hit it.

Neither did Carlton Drake.

A/N: Rewatched the Venom movies for ts 🥀🥀🥀 please tell me it's good otherwise ill go off myself I was actually on something whilst writing this.

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