#july?? sometime in 2024?????

[abrielarnold]

i was able to snag a scene for the rephanimated project! (it looks SO good so far. everyone did an amazing job!!)(super excited to see the whole thing!!)

[royalarchivist]

Slimecicle: Whoever said "yaoi is dead" dude, I think you need to put on your freakin'– your bi-focal lenses. Anything's possible.

💗💜💙

[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

[threestarsinline]

How Bruce wearing the Nightwing suit expects everyone in Blüdhaven to act:

[ultra-violetra]

one of the things I would love to make is a writer's bootcamp / critique circle where people get grouped together based on things like genre, age category, writing stage (i.e. outlining, 1st draft, editing) where you submit something weekly to show your progress and get critique or even just positivity from your group. and there would be deadlines to encourage accountability and getting. stuff. done.

is there interest in this? would anyone want to help me make something like it? i don't think I could do it on my own

edit: if you'd like to join, click here

[why-the-heck-not]

”having cats is so cozy :3 they’re so cute aww look at her purr aw what a sweetheart”

i’m collecting pieces of a bird into a plastic bag on this fine sunday evening

[euoluma]

[doctorbrown]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 ⸺ 「 25 / 31 * THE HONEYMOONERS 」

[Date Unknown] 1985A Timeline

Five…six…seven…

Thunder booms, rattling Heaven and Earth with its might. Count the seconds between the flash of lightning and the crack of thunder and it'll tell you how far away the storm is.

Two miles, maybe.

It feels like it's right on top of them.

The ground shakes beneath them, rattling her bones so hard she can feel it in her teeth, and rather than run for cover, she turns to George sitting on the grass beside her, pressed up against a rock, and nestles closer.

“It feels like every time we try and do something, there’s a terrible storm.” Lorraine smiles, but it never reaches her eyes. “Our first dance, our honeymoon—don’t you remember?”

Sighing, Lorraine closes her eyes, losing herself to the grainy film reel of memory rolling behind her eyes. Even soaked to the bone, his clothes clinging awkwardly to him, George was a vision—a dream—and his almost pathetic wet puppy-dog expression made her heart soar. “By the time we got to the hotel, we were soaked. You nearly walked into the door; you couldn’t see anything with your hair in your eyes like that! I had to keep brushing your bangs out of your eyes while you carried our bags.”

George smiles, indulging the trip down memory lane with a gentle squeeze to her hand. He’s cold again, Lorraine thinks distantly—he’s been terribly cold lately, as if the sun has refused to touch him, angry with him for some perceived slight against it—but that doesn’t bother her.

She’ll keep warm enough for both of them. Light that fire in her chest and her stomach and stoke it until he leaches every ounce of warmth through her fingers for himself and his cheeks glow with it.

It’s all for him, anyway.

“That was one of the happiest nights of my life. I can’t believe you thought you ruined it just because of a storm. ‘We must be cursed, Lorraine,’ you told me, and I thought that was one of the most ridiculous things I'd ever heard. Even more ridiculous than when you told me about Darth Vader.”

“But that—”

“Really happened, I know. I believed you.”

“Eventually.”

“Eventually.” Lorraine chokes on the laugh she tries to force out. The first drops of rain pelt her cheeks and she uses her free hand to furiously wipe them away, ignoring the stinging sensation on her skin.

“We should go inside—the storm’s coming. You’ll get soaked.”

Lorraine shakes her head furiously, squeezing George’s hand so tight her nails bite deep into her palms, drawing blood. The wind sighs as it whips her messy hair around her head, knowing there is no changing her mind.

“I don’t care about the rain. I like sitting out here with you. It’ll be just like all the other times, won’t it, George?”

Just like all the other times.

Just like last time.

A second wave of burning rain bites at her cheeks and George lets go of her hand to gently drag his thumb across her cheek. Lorraine chokes back another sob, her shoulders trembling with the effort it takes to keep herself composed.

Her cheeks are still burning. The earth smells like petrichor.

The next crack of thunder shatters her composure, leaving her ears ringing. Lorraine’s shaky fingers fumble at her pocket as she curls her fingers around the crystal clear flame protected within, sloshing around in its container.

George never did get wet when it rained.

[witchstone]

unfortunately the best skincare routine for me is not eating dairy or sugar. sad but true

[vuelode-irbis]

[ID: digital drawings that feature an oc from different artists each. First one is a river otter which style was inspired by citric fruits, they're orange and yellow and are posing as a dog wanting to play. The drawing has many citric motives. The second drawings features an orange and dark blue hippogriff, flying in the sky and kicking at the air, clouds circle around him in the blue sky. Last drawing features a cheetah running happily in the savanah yellow grass, the sun hits them in the face, behind them, stormy clouds approach. End ID.]

First Artfight attacks!!! For:

Dekanya (AF)

@dragonribs

Inugamiya (AF)

I had so much fun with these!! Each oc was so unique and inspiring

[the-physicality]

20 years later, the mercury have not changed lmao

[guardian-angle22]

[oediex]

I spent over an hour today trying to get one Korean lesson done on Duolingo. I kept making mistake after mistake, losing one little red heart after another. When all hearts were gone, I would do practice exercises, regurgitating old material, until I had two again, giving me one buffer heart and therefore the liberty to make one mistake. Only to make two mistake over and over.

The same phrases would come back again and again. The lazy boy sometimes rakes the fallen leaves. (He's lazy! Don't forget he's lazy!) The fall sunshine is still warm. (It's called autumn, Duo.) Warm pumpkin soup is very delicious. (Good point.)

Yesterday I had no issues whatsoever. Across the five languages I'm learning, I lost one heart. Made on single mistake. Today it was carnage. I don't really know what was different today from yesterday. But I'm glad I stuck to it.

[ao3usermelancholyhues]

── 𝐚𝐨𝟑𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐡𝐮𝐞𝐬. eve, 28, she/her. fic side-blog, follows from ocalaghan. 18+. antis fuck off.

FANDOMS. . .

bandom rpf, mostly all time low but other musicians often feature (the maine, usually, because it's been ten years and i cannot let go of callakarth).

stranger things, so far mostly steddie and harringrove, some stonathan and ronance. multishipper so there will be a bunch of others eventually too! feel free to ask. not going to shame you for shipping something that i don't.

sometimes another tv show will sneak its way in there if i feel passionately enough about the characters (and/or correcting a Fatal Error™ made by the writers).

GENRES. . .

canon, au, fantasy, light-hearted, occasionally funny (usually by accident, the court jester in my brain doesn't perform on purpose), angst (rarely without a happy ending because i'm a soft bitch but no promises), sad n happy tears. also a lot of smut; vanilla and freaknasty both welcome. feel free to enquire about the specifics but we don't kink-shame here.

SUPPORT. . .

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[a-sleepy-ginger]

25/7/24

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Squeaky bridge

Felt cute in my dress

Made a good sandwich

Told someone my age and they were literally so shocked they just kinda stared at me like :o

[euoluma]