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yemmuisworld · 3 hours ago
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@creatures-in-posts
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yemmuisworld · 1 day ago
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There’s a homunculus that lives on my desk. She sleeps in a box that used to hold incense, she bathes in a chipped coffee mug, and she tinkers inside an old radio I was never able to fix.
She looks a little bit like me.
Building a homunculus is a lot like building a ship in a bottle. It’s very fiddly, and at the end of the day it doesn’t do much besides prove that you have too much time on your hands. But sometimes while I’m working, I’ll look over and see her reading a book twice her height, walking along the pages with her hands clasped behind her back like she’s going on a stroll, and I’ll think: She’s happy. She’s cared for. And I’ll feel a little good about it.
Sometimes I wonder if it was wise to make her the way that I did.
It was a good idea at the time. Every time I felt a twinge of longing, I told myself, I would look over and see her and think, she’s happy, she’s cared for, and I wouldn’t have to want it for myself anymore, and I’d feel good about it.
And it did, for a while. But every now and then, I’ll look over at her, at how she looks like me and not like me, and how she’s so happy, and I think…
And that’s the problem. I don’t want to think about what it makes me think.
I’m terrified of a woman who could fit in a tissue box.
There’s a homunculus that lives on my desk. She sits on a drawstring bag full of dice, and when we share food she eats off a silver dollar.
Yesterday she got the cassette player in the radio working again.
She’s happy. She’s cared for.
And sometimes that’s enough.
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yemmuisworld · 2 days ago
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girls when there are ghouls to hunt at the function
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yemmuisworld · 8 days ago
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IS THAT A TOP GUN REFERENCE IN UR ASKBOX TITLE?? I LOVE THAT MOVIE SO MUCH OMG 🫠😩
YES IT IS!!! ALSO ???? IM LITERALLY IN LOVE WITH U IVE BEEN READING ALL UR SHIT FOR LITWRALLY LIKE TWO YEARS WHAT THE FUCK !!!! when the tumblr celebrity interacts
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yemmuisworld · 8 days ago
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writing tips: showing difficult emotions through body language
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doubt:
eyes shifting side to side, never fully meeting anyone’s gaze
hand hovering over an object or decision, hesitant to commit
lips pressing into a thin line, then releasing in a small sigh
weight shifting from one foot to the other, as if uncertain of where to stand
a furrowed brow, as if searching for answers internally
voice trailing off mid-sentence, leaving thoughts unfinished
fingers tracing patterns on the nearest surface, distractedly
shame:
head lowering, eyes cast down as if trying to hide
shoulders curling inward, trying to make oneself smaller
cheeks flushing, a deep red spreading across the face
hands fidgeting, fingers twisting together or picking at nails
avoiding mirrors or reflections, unable to face oneself
voice dropping to a near whisper, barely audible
a quick glance upward, followed by a swift look away
envy:
eyes narrowing slightly as they watch someone else’s success
jaw clenching momentarily, then relaxing in a forced smile
hands gripping the arms of a chair or crossed tightly over the chest
a quick, bitter laugh that doesn’t reach the eyes
lips pressing together in a thin line, holding back words
head tilting slightly, a strained nod of agreement
a flicker of tension in the shoulders before they’re squared
confidence (subtle, quiet confidence):
a small, calm smile that never fades, even in challenging situations
maintaining steady, unwavering eye contact without it feeling confrontational
hands resting lightly on a table or clasped calmly in front of them
a slow, deliberate pace in movements, no rush, no hesitation
voice steady, with a measured cadence that commands attention
head held at a neutral angle, neither too high nor low, just balanced
a slight lean forward when speaking, engaging but not overbearing
stress:
fingers rubbing at the temples or massaging the back of the neck
a tight jaw, with teeth clenched just enough to be noticeable
shallow breaths, a faint rise and fall of the chest as if trying to keep control
hands running through hair, pulling slightly at the roots
pacing back and forth, never staying still for too long
shoulders hunched slightly forward, as if carrying an invisible weight
a distracted, far-off look in the eyes, even when someone is talking to them
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yemmuisworld · 15 days ago
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Y’ever read something and have understanding that has eluded you interminably suddenly stop, curl up, and snuggle neatly into a fold in your brain because a new way way opened to it?
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yemmuisworld · 17 days ago
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Valera Lutfullina, Racing
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yemmuisworld · 18 days ago
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women with sad downturned eyes have me on a chokehold
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yemmuisworld · 20 days ago
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yemmuisworld · 20 days ago
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But seriously, when we got our property, it was all just…grass. A sterile grass moonscape, like a billion other yards. With two big old maple trees. Just grass and maples, that was it. 
But then I got my grubby little paws on it, and I immediately stopped fertilizing, spraying, and bagging up grass clippings and leaves. I ripped up sod and put in flowers and vegetables. I put down nice thick blankets of mulch around the flowers and vegetables. 
When I first was sweating my way through stripping sod, I saw a grand total of 1 worm and 0 ladybugs. The ground was compacted into something that would bend shovel blades. 
Now, six years later, I can’t dig a planting hole without turning up fourteen earthworms, and there are so many ladybugs here. Not the invasive asian lady beetles; native ladybugs. They winter over in the mulch and in the brush pile. I see thousands of them. 
The soil is soft and rich. There are birds that come to eat, and bees of many sorts.
Like this is something that you, yourself, can absolutely change. This is something that you, personally, can make a difference in.
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yemmuisworld · 25 days ago
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yemmuisworld · 27 days ago
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Men’s 38-in-one night time sickness cold & flu shampoo & conditioner toothpaste and mouthwash combo (plus nourishing skin formula with hydrating aloe)
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yemmuisworld · 27 days ago
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went on a walk and still depressed #whatthefuck
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yemmuisworld · 1 month ago
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me: i’ll keep it simple also me: writes a 20-page tangent on the history of cheese.
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yemmuisworld · 1 month ago
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yemmuisworld · 1 month ago
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Imagine riding choso so good that he feels like he's the one who's going to get pregnant
☆ cw. fem! reader, reverse cowgirl, overstim, premature ejac, spanking, milkin’ him, breedīng, mdni.
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“h- holy shit..” choso’s eyes widen, leaning back against his fluffed-out pillows. you’re straddling him in reverse, being in the prettiest fuckin’ arch he’d ever seen as you’re playfully wriggling your ass against him. just a few more centimeters and your dripping cunt would’ve been stuffed full of his aching cock. it’s veiny, and multiple veins throb from the lanky sides with pre-cum decorating his ruby tip. “you look so pretty in t.. this view,” he nearly choked on his breath, openly staring at the way your ass continued to still itself to hover over his length.
“tell me when to start, baby,” you softly hum, both hands of yours planting deep in the velveteen sheets. they create a print as your palms sink into the mattress, and your sopping cunt’s so teasing. with a tiny shimmy of your hips, you start to smear your entrance over his tip and you could hear him loudly sucking his teeth.
with a deep, protracted sigh, choso’s hand traces over the outline of your rear - so pretty. he stares at its shape from all angles before feeling his dick twitch the second you arch your back further. “you can start,” he shakily murmurs, and once you gradually start to plop yourself down on his cock he loses it. as his hooded eyelids start to droop, he lets off a soft whine once his cock’s slowly delving inside, pushin’ past the tight ring of your hollow entrance. “o- oh my god, your pussy’s gonna kill me.”
“hng-” you let off a quivering moan, biting the inside of your cheek once it takes him a few seconds to successfully bottom out. choso’s thick, and with the slight add of a prodding curve to his dick, you felt him expand everywhere. in you and through you.
he’s lean ‘n tall, easily fitting inside of your cunt like a puzzle piece.
choso’s got his bare hands glued to your hips the entire time, watching as your ass teasingly presents his pelvis with one big wet flop! choso groans, already feeling his knees starting to get weak at the stability of your greedy hips once you’re starting up a frenetic pace. “mhm, that’s it, baby. jus’ hold my hips.”
“god- you’re so hot,” he lets off a gruff huff, the tips of his ears burning over hundreds of degrees the moment you start to accelerate. your exposed backside was so pretty, especially in this position. choso stared at your jerking body - studying your tensing, flexing muscles and all of their glory. he can’t help but start to feel the inside of his mouth swelling up with salty saliva, and oh- he’s drooling already. “look back at me, princess. w- wanna see you while you ride me good.”
with a playful smile, you twist your torso just a bit to get a short glimpse of choso through your peripherals.
he’s so cute, slouched all the way back against the bed with the neediest pout plastered across his lips. he’s already sweating too - tears of sweat poured down the sides of his forehead and his usual ponytails were more unkempt than usual. “hi baby.” you mirthfully purr, and he grunts once he feels your rhythm starting to quicken. fuck, your hips were a menace.
“h…. hiii.” he hiccups, trying to smile but he only ends up moaning once his tip thrashes its way against your g-spot. right there, right-fuckin’-there, and you let off a small yelp. it’s so tender and choso starts to spasm underneath you. it was something about you riding him in reverse that made him lose his mind. the way you look back at him as you ride him to lewd oblivion, sexily tossing your hips in a circle with that cheeky grin on your sheeny lips—christ..
choso’s rock-hard abs through his white tee tenses against the fleecy fabric of his shirt and he moans. “f- fuck, don’t stop. don’t…fuckin’ stop—yeahhh, yeah like that,” and as your hips relentlessly smack back against him, nearly giving him whiplash, he whimpers. “ah. s- so warm inside, think ‘m hah- gonna make a…mess again, princess. y- your hips, ohmygoddd.”
and he’s just continuing to babble and ramble out all sorts of words with his hands still attached to your waist. he was holding on for dear life, never wanting to let go. choso’s cock dragged through your gummy walls through ‘n through, searching its way through every sloppy orifice and cavity..
you can see how his naturally drowsy eyes were already starting to roll back and his pretty pink tongue’s starting to loll out his mouth. oh- he was definitely drooling, all because of your sweet, sweet pussy. the grip you had was maddening, and each slam of your ass onto his pelvis had him whining out for more. dark thin brows of his crease into a crimped furrow as he’s trying to weakly guide your hips back into him. “mhm, touch me more baby. don’t be.. shy.”
you could feel how hesitant his fingers were, but he couldn’t resist allowing his hands to gently trace and explore down the outlines of your curves. “ughhh, i’m g- gonna,” and he pauses, letting off a husky groan the moment your ass rudely smacks back into him. it’s so impactful that for a second—the half curse was speechless. choso gasps, his eyes widening before he sobs out a crooning whimper. “faster, p…pleaseee. fuck me, r- ride it like it’s your princess. ‘m all yours, a-all yours.”
“s- shit,” you moan, snagging the edges of your teeth with your bottom lip. his dick’s steadily caressing your walls with his fat curve, locating and reaching every spot just to make you whine right with him. each pivotal thrust was killer, and you’re starting to puff out heaving breaths yourself.
choso’s fully laid back now as he watches your ass bounce itself up and down on his length before he starts whimpering again. he sounds so pretty the entire time too—
just babbling out sweet nothings, chanting your name over ‘n over as his swinish hands greedily try to reel your hips back into him. he’s addicted, and your hypnotic rhythm had him hungry for more. choso could almost taste his incoming release—syrupy pollen that’s slowly but surely salivating on his parched flat tongue.
“m..mngh,” he grunts, giving your ass a soft spank. he hears you playfully ‘oooh!’ at the swat of his hand and choso’s cock twitches inside of you. “wanna marry your hips. ‘m gonna…marry y-your hips, baby,” he starts rambling again, moaning at the speed of your rotating ass.
each wet thrust sends him shivers an abrupt rabble of butterflies, and choso’s damn near fully fucked dumb before he starts to whimper aloud yet again. he’s soso sensitive. the wide tip of his reddened shiny tip continues to swirl its way around the bulb of your clit before within seconds later—he finally cums… hard.
“oh, fuuuck—fuck,” he lets out a gargled whine and the carnal squelches of your cunt slamming against his lap get louder. choso erupts like a violent volcano - active ribbons of his handmade lava slowly pumping inside of your deprived cunt. choso’s sharp breaths become raspy as he feels your hips coming to a devastating halt, and he licks his lips. “t- thank you, thank you, thaaank you baby.” and you didn’t even know what he was thanking you for.
choso’s eyes close as he’s still filling slimy thin clods of cum inside of your puffed pussy.
it’s hot - and you then bring a hand toward your left ass cheek, squeezing it while still gradually fucking back against him. you’re reaaaal slow, working your hips on his active cock that’s spilling so much from the tip and the twitching sides. choso grabs onto the back of the wooden creaking headboard, and his abs clench as he watches the mess start to dribble further down between your thighs. a white puddling mess of his seed that’s drooling straight out of your flooded cunt makes him moan. “b- baaaby..” he swallows thickly, his ravened eyes fixated on your pretty plump ass that’s perfectly arched over his lap. “hah- think you just…impregnated me.”
“cho, that’s not possible,” you tease, and he moans once the warmth of your cunt starts to fade the second you get up. right away, a sloppy string of his cum glosses onto your slick entrance as you ‘pop’ his dick from between your sprawled numb legs. you turn around, straddling him from the front now, before kissing the side of his twitching mouth. “i can’t impregnate you, silly.”
“o- oh! right… um,” he breathes, sticky black bangs running down his eyes.
choso grabs your waist, a thumb shamefully swiping down the center of your runny pussy. so . . much. he locks eyes with you for a long four seconds as you’re now grinding your drenched folds against his flaccid cock that rests on his tummy. choso cutely scratches his head, and he lets off a soft whine once you sneak a wet kiss on his rosy lips. “i mean- i can try to impregnate you then.”
with a hum, you nibble on his chin. “mhm, wanna test that theory then, baby?”
choso’s so cunt-drunk that’s he’s just entirely dumbfounded. intently, he’s staring right into your eyes—barely registering a thing you just said before he cups your chin, panting at the shocks of rapture. choso’s still faintly whining under his breath before he smears a thumb over your wet-slick lips, lovingly.
“l- let’s get married,” and you gasp once he gingerly spanks your ass, an inaudible sign for you to ride him again—this time from the front so he could visibly watch your pretty face. “make me a daddy, princess, w.. wanna be all yours. please..”
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yemmuisworld · 1 month ago
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Thinking of sleeping next to your husband Kento, feeling needy and horny
Grinding your ass back on him, where he's resting behind you, you feel the bulge in his loose shorts.
"uuh-" you start whimpering in your sleep, with your pussy starting to throb and trickle over your panties.
The little moaning noises you're making and the way your plush ass is rubbing on his cock rouses your husband from his dreams.
And he finds you, flushed and hot, worked up and sooo sleepy.
He sees the look of agitation on your face, like you can't quite get what you want.
"shh," he comforts you, stroking your hair, "shh, sweetheart, let me make it better"
Slipping your panties aside, he pulls down his shorts and starts rubbing you with the head of his cock.
Right where you need it.
Your body responds, letting out a relieved sigh as your face gets that beautiful peaceful expression.
"is that what you want, honey?" He murmurs, his voice deep with sleep, while you're not fully awake yourself.
"mmmh mm--" this is one amazing dream.. your mind can't quite figure out if it's real, but you nod and moan and push back on him like the neediest little thing.
"adorable" he kisses the back of your neck and takes your hips in his hands, pushing his cock into you slowly.
"kenn- Kento~" your body starts to wake up with the feeling of being filled.
"keep going.. please.."
"shh, I've got you, sweetheart," he coos in your ear, "just relax and let me take care of you"
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