#listener yapping

[a-l1st3n3r-w1th-fur-x3]

seth is gender envy REALLLL

sir please give me your gender

[teamskullcat]

BREAKING NEWS ALOLA'S "EVIL" BUG MAN FOUND INTERACTING WITH HATSUNE MIKU

[metalmachineherald]

get him

[blueberry-blast]

they are on a date :)

[lokutofu]

eyes up 🌸

[tremendously-crazy]

i was supposed to be cool and mysterious like sherlock holmes but instead I can't stop yapping about anything and everything that interests me in the slightest. like sherlock holmes

[deswhomst]

regulus didn’t speak much but not because he didn’t want to. he just didn’t know how to. what the right thing to say would be, how he will be perceived, etc.

james spoke too much but not because he wanted to. he just felt the need to do so because he could never be at ease when he was quiet. he had to be louder than whatever went on in his head.

but when james and regulus were together, regulus would talk for hours on end and james would finally be able to relax and just listen.

[justtwospoons]

This is just another shitpost, a copy and paste from what I spammed my friend at like 5pm- ish Jason or Red-Hood who's known for having 'information from the dead/graves' but his boyfriend is Danny 'phantom' Fenton and will just yap to his boyfriend over ghost gossip and not even realize that he's sharing new/unheard of information to Jason over crimes and other things happening around Gotham or in crime alley

People gossip but the dead talk, and Danny is all too happy to have someone to listen to all the ghost drama with him that the man will yap to Jason for hours. (Jason has timed it before, it got to hour 5 before he called it a day)

No one can figure out how why or when Jason started becoming two or three steps ahead of every villain/gang/goon/whatever, calling 'anonymous' tips into the batfam/police/whoever tf, days or even weeks before anything happened.

Jason who somehow ends up scaring the shit out of the bad guys because they 'changed their plans three times already to lose Red-hood' but yet, somehow, he's waiting for them by the time they arrive to where ever they were meeting up to do their illegal business with a coffee in hand and the police already called and arriving in 5 minutes.

[aomiiine]

i NEED caleb to manhandle me right Now... need him to carry me everywhere and put me up against anywhere

i just.. just had to answer this first cause my brain short circuited to an explosion..

caleb + fem!reader warning(s) -> nsfw, MDNI (18+), manhandling, dumbfication, finger sucking, marathon sex, reverse cowgirl, slight objectification, edging

1 am in the morning, dark bedroom, Caleb fucking you whilst spooning you, one bionic arm scooped underneath your knee to lift your leg just enough to bury his painfully hard cock deep inside your sloppy pussy. He’d have the other arm curled beneath your head, making your rest on his bicep like a makeshift pillow with his hand finding your lips, a finger of two delving themselves past your lips and into your mouth, making your tongue swirl on his digits and gag on them occasionally whenever he plunges them deeper just to feel you squirm on his dick. Fuck, it’s felt like hours since he was abusing your tight cunt, his fat cock stretching you out with twitches that made you believe he was about to cum, just for him to stop his thrusts, staying still to supress his orgasm. Caleb was edging himself, to edge you. Because he knew your trained cunt couldn’t cum without him—without his permission.

You whine loudly around his digits at the orgasm he denied you of, eyes swelling with tears of frustration and exhaustion. He coos you in attempt to comfort you, “Shh, good girl, you’ll get to cum soon.. I promise, soon. But not now, yeah?.”

Caleb repeats the same motion a few more times, skin sheened with a thin layer of sweat like yours, hair sticking to your face. Your lewd cries of his name would always be muffled by his long slender fingers invading your mouth, your throat accommodating them just as well as it would with his cock.

He’d keep on going, until he was satisfied with how swollen his balls felt and how fucked out you looked in his arms, drool dripping from the corner of your lips with barely coherent moans of his name escaping like a mantra. Then, just then, his grasp under your knee would tighten, rolling together with you on the bed until he’s laid on his back on the bed, your body laid on top of his and boneless legs spread out wide.

“Do me a favour, pretty girl, and sit up for me,” Caleb coaxed gently, a stark contrast to how his strong hands now held your shoulders, leaving your legs to help you sit up, your back facing him. Soon enough, his hands would slide down your arms, fingers slipping beneath them to find your hips. He’d bury them firmly into your plush flesh, grip tightening to surely leave hand shaped bruise marks the next morning.

Caleb would take advantage of your lust-dazed self, knowing you were barely able to coordinate yourself to sit on him properly when his bulbous cockhead was pressed hard against your g-spot in this position, mouth falling agape in a sharp gasp when he lifted you up off his cock with his raw strength, unable to see how his muscles flexed behind you in effort to yank you up and down his dick like a human fleshlight, using your pussy for his pleasure—and vice versa.

Omg speaking ab manhandling, i can absolutely see him pressing you up against the wall whenever he comes home from a long mission. Then, he’d carry you to the kitchen, laying on the kitchen countertop to fuck you stupid again. Once your panting and weak, he’d scoop you up in his arms to carry you upstairs into your bedroom, then bathroom to press you hard against the cold glass shower stall, fucking you from behind again. After the shower he’d throw you on the bed and settle between your legs, head buried in your pussy cs he claims he needs to clean up every crevice of you

[teamskullcat]

You seem so awesome sauce be my moot plsss :3c

me when someone on tumblr thinks i'm cool

anyways i really like guzma from pokémon and i like yuurivoice and i've started getting into fanfics :33

and i'm gay emo furry

[brownbutch10]

I love yapper femmes. Femme who gets dramatic when they are telling a simple story. Femme that gets up to reenact their story. I hate it when they apologize for yapping. Like no baby, keep talking, help me fall more in love with you, let me cross the boundaries of love that exist and for that you need to keep yapping. Femme who shyly smiles when they realize their partner actually enjoys listening to them.

MEN AND MINORS DNI. THIS POST IS ABOUT LESBIANS.

[spkyart]

Not a single sentence coming from his mouth make sense and I love it

[sahisan]

nsfw. gn reader.

consent is so sexy to chuuya.

it's never about asking a fleeting "you good?" after ramming into you at full speed; never about fucking while drunk as hell while you both struggle to understand where up and down is and clearly cannot give one another a clear yes or no; never about abandoning your needs after he's already finished; never about ignoring your no and stop.

yet it's always about making love—passionately, slowly, closely, attentively and with care.

it's about him always preparing you with his fingers and only then starting, and, even then, it's slow and he always gives you as much time as you need to adjust even if it's not your first time with him; it's about asking a quiet "you okay? wan' me to continue?" as your hand squeezes the muscle of his forearm and setting a color system with green, yellow and red and sometimes stopping to ask you "color?" and only then go ahead if it's green; it's about keeping himself in check even when he's drowned three glasses of wine to not let anything bad or out of control happen; it's about stopping when you tell him to.

and chuuya makes love, always and every time you have sex. his eyes shine with so much adoration and love, and sometimes even with unshed tears glistening in the corners of his eyes, threatening to spill over as he chants "loveyouloveyouloveyou" shakily into your ear or the crook of your neck while continuing the descend of his mouth down to your chest, worshipping your body with his hands and getting a hand between your legs as well, and speeding up the pace of his thrusts as the coil in his lower abdomen is threatening to let loose any moment as he hugs you as tight and as close as possible to him, not leaving an inch of space between your bodies, pathetic whimpers bordering on genuine cries and quiet groans leaving his mouth every moment.

consent is always about love and recognition to chuuya.

[peachrtistic]

hi guys, little sketchie! not much art recently cus i'm a bit swarmed w other things ;{

[jiiangshi]

whoo ordered more suosaku 😍😍😍