#and now it's july 2024

[godbirdart]

today is the first day in a very very long time that i woke up on one of my scheduled days off and didn't feel the Work Panic set in and it's... very surreal. things are quiet. i feel like i could actually read the books i bought months ago or work on the personal projects that got sidelined last year.

not going to elaborate more beyond "working a bit too much overtime and now a year's gone by somehow" but wow,,, maybe i will do an activity for me today ?? the possibilities ...

[evilmafuyu666]

[vonlipvig]

my brother in christ has those latino tweety bird god bless you messages for every day of the week locked and LOADED ready to send them to the whatsapp cardinal group chat 🙏

[cozylittleartblog]

when valve has enough money to buy god, but they let bots ruin their game for 5 years and dox people 🤖🔫 #FIXTF2

everyone who signs this 100k+ petition will have their name printed and sent to valve HQ. this shit is unacceptable.

[fishsticxz-art]

finally back home and properly rested so ive gathered enough energy to go back to artfight. @queijac/Queijac's olive!!!!!

[sunshineandlyrics]

👦🏻 Madrid airport, 25 July 2024 /

🧔🏻 Santander airport, 4 August 2024

[northgazaupdates]

26 July 2024

Nurse Mohammed Saeed reports on his Instagram story that IOF aerial bombardment is occurring very, very close to Al-Ahli Arab Baptist Hospital

[dailyedvinryding]

via his sister's instagram

[royalarchivist]

Etoiles: I am saying to my chat, "It's a marathon, not a sprint."

Squeex: Oh right, your chat's getting nervous? [Laughs]

Etoiles: It's to explain to my chat, who is making fun of [me], because my chat hates me.

Squeex: No, they don't, that can't be true.

Etoiles: They just want me to be like... sad in life.

Squeex: No! Come on, that can't be true!

Etoiles: They are so happy I have a disease.

Squeex: [Trying not to laugh] ...What???

Etoiles: [Laughs]

[raineandsky]

#83

“[Hero],” the villain opens with smoothness they haven’t shown the hero in a long time. “I have made a terrible, terrible mistake.”

Ah. Seduction for a favour. Of course. “Well don’t keep me in suspense, [Villain]. I could use a good laugh.”

The villain pulls a face, distantly offended. Their lips twitch uncertainly. “[Supervillain]’s lab is… made for [Supervillain].”

“Who’d have thought. You’ve been in there?”

Another twitch. “Yes,” the villain says shortly. “Yes, I was in there. [Supervillain] doesn’t label anything either. Their little concoctions could be anything—and I… drank one.”

The hero snorts. The villain scowls. “You drank an unlabelled liquid?” the hero asks from behind a laugh.

“Yes.”

“Intentionally?”

The villain’s scowl somehow deepens. “Yes.”

“What, are your hours numbered? Are you hoping I hold a secret cure?”

“No.”

“What was it, then?”

Another twitch. The villain doesn’t seem to want to answer at all. “It was a truth serum.”

Oh. Now that is interesting. “Truth serum? So you can’t lie?”

“Yes.” The villain smirks, and suddenly the seductive hopefulness is back full force. “Go on, test me. Ask a question.”

The hero stares into the distance as they think. It’s a lot of opportunity dumped on them with no warning. The villain slinks across the room towards them, curious, tantalising. “Do you actually enjoy being a villain?”

“Yes.” The villain’s smirk upturns even more. “I wouldn’t even have to lie for that. Ask something I wouldn’t usually answer, dumbass.”

The villain closes the space between them. The hero gives them a suspicious squint. “Where’s your evil lair?”

“In the basement of the old school downtown,” the villain says immediately. They groan disappointedly as soon as the words are out. “God, of course you’d go for something about work. What, is looking for us getting boring?”

The hero can feel the villain’s breath on their face now. They look away to avoid the heat rising to their face. “You want me to ask something… personal?”

The villain smirks. Their arms snake up to sit on the hero’s shoulders, their fingers brushing idly through their hair. “Sure.”

Thinking isn’t the hero’s strong suit right now. They know they should push the villain away, but something’s stopping them. It almost feels real. It’s a little too comfortable. They can feel every bit of the villain's body against theirs. “I, uh… are you… seeing anyone?”

“No,” the villain whispers with a cocky grin. “Not yet.”

And the villain presses their lips to the hero’s.

Something of a surprised squeak tumbles from the hero’s mouth and straight into the villain’s. The villain hums a laugh, their fingers tightening in the other’s hair. The hero is caught up in the shock of it for a moment, but once their brain kicks in and screams its victory they remember to actually kiss them back.

The villain’s mouth is soft, gentle, their lips moving against the hero’s with a novel carefulness. The hero lets their arms slide around the other’s waist, pulling them in a little more, almost lightheaded with the exhilarated buzz. They can feel the villain smile against them as they deepen the kiss. The villain’s lips are almost salty, crisp, moreish. The hero doesn’t think they could ever get enough of their taste on their tongue.

The villain pulls away after a moment, much to the hero’s dismay, though their arms stay locked possessively around their neck. They throw a smirk at the hero again, entirely too proud of what they just pulled. “How many heroes are on the roster right now?”

The hero’s mouth is forming words before they can even register the question. “Twelve.”

“Damn.” The villain’s eyebrows shoot upwards, and the hero suddenly realises what’s happening. This bastard. “That’s not a lot. We have more than that.”

“How many?”

“Thirty-six.” The hero’s eyes widen slightly in horror, and the villain scowls at them. They still haven’t let go. “Fuck you.”

“What is—”

“Are you seeing anyone?”

“No.” Damnnit. The villain’s smirk turns playful at the hero's answer. “What’s—”

“Do you like me?”

“Yes.” The hero’s feelings aren’t stopping the rising desire to strangle the villain for making them do this. “You asshole.”

The villain’s smirk turns into a grin. “Aww. See, you can be—”

“Do you like me?”

“Yes.” The villain’s smile is gone in a second. “Oh, who’s the asshole now, huh?”

“This is so stupid,” the hero points out with a scowl. “How long does this stuff last?”

“I don’t know.” The villain grins again, entirely too knowing. “Why don’t we find out? We have all day.”

The hero frowns in faint annoyance, but the villain easily wipes it off their face with another taste of truth serum.

[cosmicdenro]

the only FOUR attacks i had the time for to do this year :sob: hard to have both insp and time at the same time otherwise i would've drawn moreee but hey it's better than nothing :]

--- @curlymedusa @the-shark-well @kean-thebean @kursed-curtain

[bey-life]

[chemblrish]

My internship started today! There wasn't anything picture-worthy haha but it was so great to be back in the laboratory. Looks like I'll be making some semiconductors this time around :) (I interned here last year too). I already started some syntheses, so that was fun, and I also had coffee with my internship mentor and his team during their lunch break which made me really shy but it was nice nevertheless 😅 This July looks promising!

[innytoes]

Happy @jatpfebfanfest to @onlygenxhere!

Have some Juke Clothes Swapping, because while everyone secretly covets the Yellow Smiley Sweater, can you imagine how flustered Luke would be at Julie in his cut-offs?

[larrylimericks]

3Jul24

Si’d like to strike 1D gold twice, But your soul for his goal is the price. This modern-day Midas Is v-necked detritus — “Kindly fuck off” is highly advised.

[unnecessaryligatures]

The psychosexual things they’re doing to each other are insane