Having A Voice Kink Drives Me Crazy. Because Why Is It That Easy To Turn Me On?? Listening To A Dom Coo

You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.

Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…

…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.

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Never, ever, cross a cow with a cat.

You'll get an udder catastrophe.

What do you get if you cross a cow with an octopus?

An immediate cessation of funding and a stern rebuke from the ethics committee

Adhd will have you too burnt out to eat or shower but give you the hubris to decide you can homebrew an entire d&d system on the back of a receipt

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I adore trans women’s voices. Every single one of them. Doesn’t matter if they’ve trained for years or if they’re just starting, whether their voice is soft and lilting, deep and sultry, or something beautifully in between—I love them all. Maybe it’s instinct, like a subconscious comfort in hearing voices that reflect my own, voices that remind me I’m not alone. That we’re not alone. That our voices—however they sound—carry the weight of something powerful, something real, something ours.

And gods, don’t even get me started on how absolutely intoxicating trans girl voices are when they whimper and whine—or when they drop into something low and breathy, thick with heat and need. That perfect mix of softness and hunger, gasps and moans that send a shiver down my spine, a voice cracking on a desperate plea, a husky growl in my ear as she presses me down, fuck.

I don’t know, I just really love trans girl voices, no matter what. :3 Its why I so desperately love T4T also thanks for indulging me in my ramblings. Have a wonderful, gay little day. I love you. 💖

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It seems like there’s more positivity on Tumblr than other platforms (*cough*Twitter*cough*). Like, you can say “I love you, bestie.” without anyone calling you corny or childish.

Y'know what? Reblog this to let your besties know you love them.

What's stopping you?

fascinatingly intimate moment between me and my lesbian dental hygienist today when i asked for a glass of water sitting up in the chair before any of the cleaning or work had even started and she went "oh here this is quicker" and held my mouth open and put the little hose in and had me just keep swallowing the little trickle of water from that for a few moments. eye contact the whole time