#July 24th 2023

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Neptune exploded and that apparently, the explosion was going to cause some harm to Earth as well and everyone’s, including mine, reactions were basically, “Well, it’s a post-2020 world, it might as well happen.”

[kar-uma]

damaged hearts @noesinferno

[irecordmywordle]

765

6/6

hobby

[salsa-and-light]

Amen

[septimusmoonlight]

Anonymous: I saw an illustration of a half woman-half centipede, like a centaur. I just keep thinking about being caught by her. She's so much bigger than me, so much stronger. I'm dragged deep into some woods or a cave so no one can hear me calling out for help. I struggle enough to exhaust myself, and then it's so easy for her to hold me in place while her insectoid cock pushes into my boycunt, deep enough to reach my womb. I'm laying against her, my back to her front. My head resting against her breasts as she strokes my hair, softly pumping more and more inside me, telling me what a good job I'm doing. She says she's gonna keep me here, to make sure the eggs stay safe. I'm sure there's too many being pressed inside me, it hurts. She hushes me. Telling me we're almost done but the eggs just keep coming. I don't know if I'm just that sick or if the bites she gave me when she first caught me have something to do with it, but I start feeling so serene and enraptured by everything that's happening. So happy.

Well, if it's some pathetic little human versus someone so powerful, it's an easy match, right? It's so simple for her to drag you away, even with your struggling. It's not like anyone can hear you, anyway; she already chose a target far away from anyone else, and she's making sure she won't be disturbed while she uses you for her needs. She can pull you under her influence by latching onto your neck with sharp fangs and letting you tire yourself out, and from there she has no problems tearing your clothes from your body and pulling you close, stroking your hair and soothing you as her ovipositor pushes into your slick boycunt.

It's big, bigger than anything you've taken before, but her "venom" and your own inability to fight back, weakened by fatigue, work together to make your body so much more pliant and welcoming than it normally would be. Her cock opens you wide up, but it feels so nice that you don't really see any use in resisting, especially because you don't have any energy left to do so. Still, that aching stretch makes you whimper aloud without meaning to, and she's perfectly happy to comfort you as she slides deeper, deeper, pressing right up against your cervix. With a jerk of her hips, her cock pops right through the resistance your body puts up, and you whine.

Her eggs are a different matter altogether, smooth bulges that slide up her ovipositor and squelch wetly into your womb with a gush of slime. Hard-shelled, they easily fill you to your limit and then some, but it's just so nice to be taken care of, even if you're not sure the human body was designed for something like this. She shushes you when you try to say something, reminding you that you can't do anything about it, anyway, so why bother worrying? Just lay back, and she can take care of you, she can make you feel good. All you need to do is be a good incubator for her, and just leave everything else to her.

Your midsection swells with her eggs, and your womb complains, burning, aching. Again, you whine, but your centipede woman is right there for you to rest against as her cock fills you. Her presence is so comforting that you can almost ignore how heavy and round your body is. It's uncomfortable, sure, but there's just something so nice about knowing you'll be taken care of. With her brood safely inside of your body, she has all of her young in one place, and she can just protect you from now on. You don't ever need to worry about anything else.

What will happen when her young hatch? Will you need to lay the eggs first, or will you have to bear the sensation of squirming, leggy bodies inside of you? Will she let you go at that point?

You hope not.

[bylrndgm]

AND IT FELT SO NICE, SO PEACEFUL AND QUIET.

independent el | there's more to life than just stupid boys.

[iconicranboo]

RANBOO: cupcake? *touches it and chica starts chasing him* WAAAAAAA

[babythegod]

[pirepoumon]

I love when people get really, really specific about small, offbeat things they love - jon bois is the king of this (pretty good? no. SUPPERJUMPIN'.) but it also goes back, always, to georges perec's the infraordinary. i like to think these would also be his jam:

My Strange Obsession with Gaming Elevators, Daryl Talks Games Exceptional for its breadth, framing device, and more than anything, the intensity with which this sanity check puts you in the same frame of mind as the narrator. it's not just joy, but also paranoia and wonder and awe. also, perfect description of that elden ring elevator that blew me away too.

Four-Byte Burger, Ahoy Most of Ahoy's videos fall in this category, but Four-Byte Burger gets the mention because it is so explicitly driven by an infectious, genuine love of the artwork he's recreating. I can't believe I got so aggravated getting recced this silly burger thumbnail, and now I can't believe how incredible it is to see it laid out like that.

Geologist answers: What is Stone, Gneiss Name The tone here is a little more subdued, but I really love it for that. A lot of stuff that takes digital worlds hyper-literally feels like an argument about what the "true canon" reality of a game is, but gneiss is a geologist who uses asking questions like "what is minecraft's stone?" as a way to explore both the mechanics and potential irl equivalents, with the joy being in the asking of questions. also, really neat use of command blocks for presentation!

[callmeblake]

L.S. Dunes at The Rave/The Eagle in Milwaukee, Wisconsin on July 24th, 2023

[one-time-i-dreamt]

One of my cats got turned into a vampire and our whole family was trying to keep him from biting our other cat. Not in a bloodthirsty way, but just because he is an asshole.

[bryan360]

Damn….I’m felt sorry for my bud after trying to fix things up for his PC.

Don’t know if it will live up again soon. 😞

RIP My GPU Card by ~murumokirby360

Hello, July. You've already seen this photo before so, let's get through this...

July 2023 is not the worst month of my life (so far), as if June wasn't bad enough. 😔 Because we have another item that was sadly wasted, after 7 years of function (Nov. 2016 - Jun. 9th, 2023).

• To this day, my custom tower PC is still inactive without the GPU Card. And I wonder if my PC is still alive (or not) after installing some innocent upgraded parts from June. But, wait... I may think, "Why would you plug VGA/HDMI port into the motherboard instead?" That sounds like a great solution, but I can't owing to the limitation of the CPU chip that was equipped. And my current CPU chip the Intel Core i3 10105F doesn't support the motherboard's monitor ports (specifically VGA & HDMI ports). I try it by downloading the driver for the motherboard's VGA/HDMI port, to no avail. Man, I should it picked the "Core i3 10105" (which is without the "F") instead. And what's the "F" stands for? The answer → [CLICK ME!]. (And I'm not refer to profanity word)

My emotion is mixed, half depressed 😞, half frustrated. 😡 And the latter was because of impatiently waiting for another GPU Card contacted by my little brother's friend. My PC is sitting for half a month now! And I'm already starting to anger! 😡 *Sigh* Will this be the end of my PC? I don't know... I just don't know... 😭

Well, that's the end of my topic...

If you haven't seen my previous topic, then I'll provide some links down below. ↓

My PC Cooling Upgrades Review:

• Part 1 [First Half] [Recorded on Jun 9th, 2023]

• Part 1 [Second Half] [Recorded on Jun 9th, 2023]

• Part 2 [First Half] [Recorded on Jun 9th, 2023]

• Part 2 [Second Half] (Final) [Recorded on Jun 9th, 2023]

Tagged: @lordromulus90, @bryan360, @carmenramcat, @leapant, @paektu, @rafacaz4lisam2k4, @alexander1301

[everydayhoroscope]

Happy Birthday on July 31

Happy Birthday on July 31 Leo individuals born on this day are in for a fabulous year filled with remarkable relationships, exciting encounters, and life-changing events.

[xaviergalatis]

96 hours of being disturbed by my neighbors

[ccmplicatedweb]

tlacehualli​:

The hacker snorts at the exaggerated accent and cackles with delight. She likes her. She’s funny. “I’m Mexican. I don’t know what that means but I wanted to feel included. Ooh, tea!” She reaches out, very excited. Tea is hot and other than her, there’s not an inch of warmth out here.

She almost can’t feel the faint whisper of heat - obviously, it’s a thermos - but when she takes a sip of tea, this little shiver goes through her. Sombra actually feels a little cold. She takes one hand off the thermos and stretches it experimentally and - yeah, they’re achy and numb and slow. A grimace splits her face but she’s happy she caught on to that quickly.

“Oh. Shit. I think I might have miscalculated somewhere.” She says it dryly with perfect grammar in an unabashedly accented voice. In her defense, it’s hardly ever she gets truly cold. But to be balanced, it’s fucking Norway in the winter. “Knife work?” She passes the thermos of tea back after a quick sip - the warmth is doing a lot for her right now - and reaches behind her tool belt to pull one out. It’s not a machete or anything, not out here, just a little utility knife. “To cut the holes out in the gloves, I mean.”

Then she’s spacing out a bit, turning her awareness to where they are geographically. “What did you say the coordinates were?” The weather wasn’t predicted to turn in particular but, this part of the world, in the winter, sometimes things changed pretty fast - she wanted to do this as quickly as possible. “No need to worry, only a 42.7% chance of a blizzard and, even better, a 16% chance of an avalanche! That’s pretty good. So, no reason to freak out.”

This is definitely a talk she is having entirely at herself, it’s only to soften the blow to her ego that she’s saying it aloud at all. She is about as comfortable as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs whenever she experiences this sort of weather.

        “It means you have the best food, and that’s a fact.” Natasha could eat guacamole every day for the rest of her life and burritos were, objectively speaking, the best food to bring to a job. They had all the food groups, they were delicious, easy to carry and, once you got the hang of it, could eat one without making too much of a mess.

        That happy little shiver told Natasha the warmth had been welcome. Cold could really sneak up on you, and Sombra’s body modifications probably played into it.

        “Knife works”, she agreed, taking a sip from the thermos before handing it back, needing her own hands free.

        It was a good blade. Hers were better, but it would do. Natasha pricked each fingertip of the glove, stealing glances at Sombra’s fingernails as she widened each hole enough for them to slip through. They looked like they were made of hard light imbedded into her body, seemed to be the visual interface for her to do her thing. Natasha wasn’t really sure, but she would love one day to share a bottle of wine, talk about her implants, how she saw the world. Ask for extra lives in Candy Crush.

        She offered the gloves, ruined for her own use but perfect for Sombra. At the other’s anxiety, she couldn’t help an amused smile. “Sombra.” She rolled her Rs like any decent polyglot. “There won’t be an avalanche. We’ll be fine. And we’ll survive a blizzard.”