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[dateamonster]

webcomics*! webcomics baby!!! i grew up reading these bad boys like they were the sunday funnies. im serious i would get up early in so i could check my daily roster of webcomic updates before leaving for school.

webcomics sort of feel to me like my generations version of zines. not that both those things arent still around, i just mean that, in the same way that there was this big boom of super creative zine self-publishing in the 70s through the 90s thanks to the increasing access to copy machines, and later home printing, the early 00s-10s was sort of the moment people seemed to collectively realize they could kind of just upload whatever they wanted to the internet and people would actually see it, leading naturally to another boom in indie art and storytelling.

a lot of the comics that popped up around this time were sort of... rough. raw. weird. there were no rules about what a webcomic had to be other than 1) a comic and 2) on the web, so there was some freedom to be as messy or as precise as the author wanted. this led to some real bangers, and some absolute flops. but regardless of how it turned out i think theres something to be admired about the sheer amount of creativity going into these projects that, for the most part, were purely passion-driven without any guarantee of greater recognition or success.

obviously webcomics are still around, but the culture surrounding them has shifted quite a bit. most people who are willing to put in the work of a longform serialized comic In This Economy are also doing so with the hope of being able to profit or at least sustain themselves financially on their work. theres no shame in that! but it has made the webcomic scene more competitive, more polished, less experimental. capitalism at work, you know.

people arent really as incentivized to try new things and dare i say get a little weird with it when innovation doesnt pay the pills. however that doesnt mean that there arent still artists out there who are challenging that.

i got the idea a while ago that i wanted to put together a list of webcomics that have been really influential to me and my own creative efforts, but i realized that list would be a mile long and wouldnt really give me the breathing room to talk about why those works resonate with me. so i decided instead to make a list specifically of my (currently) most beloved, most influential webcomics that i feel like are doing something unique that sort of pushes the boundaries of what is considered a "normal" comic.

presented in no particular order, with all attempts made to be spoiler-free, below:

nasty red dogs and feast for a king by kosmicdream (18+)

delicious, dark, meaty comics. ffak in particular is like this massive sprawling scifi stream of consciousness thick with blood and viscera and. a lot of highly transsexual erotic cannibalism tbqh.

personally i find nasty red dogs a lot more like easy to get into story-wise, but both are just chockablock full of this beautiful grotesque unapologetic and downright indulgent physicality. its pages dripping with every fluid you can think of and some you cant, and its also compelling surprisingly empathetic characters set against a backdrop of otherworldly rituals, cosmic pre-apocolypses, and worlds inside of worlds inside of worlds. body horror heaven lives here.

mr boop and crimehot by alec robbins (very 18+)

if youre at all into weird webcomics youre probably already well familiar with mr boop, and if you arent theres really nothing i can say other than Please give it a shot, but if you havent been keeping up with alecs work since then you might not be as familiar with his current project crimehot. and thats a damn shame because it is all the comedy, unabashed horniness, and surprisingly understated storytelling of mr boop taken to its absolute max.

crimehot is set in a future where nearly every aspect of human life and culture is controlled by an all-powerful all-seeing computer algorithm. but who cares about all that when theres a ragtag team of ultra sexy ultra horny master thieves going on wacky little misadventures together!

alecs style is blunt and simplistic in a way that comes off as juvenile at first glance, and then uses that presumption to completely blindside you with its actual content, reminding me weirdly enough of memeable classic tails gets trolled. in spite of their potential as works of ironic comedy however alecs comics really give me this impression of total earnestness. crimehot in particular is so blatantly un-erotic, with its complete lack of any subtlety, comically exaggerated (and surprisingly diagetic) anatomy, and impossible physical positions, that it circles back around into becoming, indeed, kind of hot. i think silliness can be hot so sue me!

blind alley by adam de souza

departing completely from my last couple recs, blind alley is a cozy, peanuts-inspired comic strip about the day to day lives of the children of blind alley. its also occasionally a deeply unsettling horror-mystery that has just barely begun to show its hand more than two years in. its distinguishing factor to me comes from the fact that the cozy exterior doesnt seem to be there to conceal or divert your attention away from the growing sense of unease that infiltrates its panels on an increasingly frequent basis as the story progresses. it feels more like the two elements live side by side, horror and mundanity, otherworldly creatures and secret conspiracies living peacefully alongside lazy summer afternoons and goofing off with your friends. it perfectly captures the anxiety of knowing that theres something the grown-ups arent telling you, the powerlessness of being a kid.

blind alley feels to me sort of like if those "what if Nostalgic Cartoon was secretly DARK" media theories were actually real, and actually scary. i might be getting ahead of myself as the series likes to take its time and is really only just starting to peel back the layers, but what ive read so far feels makes me feel like this could be something very special.

boy island by leo fox

beautiful beautiful beautiful first of all. the dreamy, surreal visuals? the colors?? oujhjh.. boy island is set in a world split violently in two, divided into boy island and girl island, and surrounded on all sides by a sea of monsters mutants and ghosts, those sorry souls who committed the trespass of trying to cross from one land to the other, or even live outside of either! a boy named lucille must strike out on his own to make it to boy island, but in doing so begins to discover things about the world and in fact himself that reveal an even greater mission.

im making this all sound very dramatic. its a trans story. its about trans people, being trans. its also about surviving the ripples of a world laid out for you by your parents, managing grief for the ones that didnt, and a funny little blue guy named jounce. also did i mention its gorgeous? hot fuckin diggity it is gooorgeous.

vivians ghost by hal schrieve (18+)

speaking of trans comics!! (plot twist: theyre all trans comics suckerrrr) look, all of hals comics are fucking baller and im sure the book zes got coming out will be too, but ive like Imprinted on this one. its attached itself my brain. much like the main protagonist collin has been attached to by his suicide victim best friend and ex highschool bf viv!

the sketchy art style threw me off at first but it quickly becomes part of the charm and meshes very well with the chaotic pace and gutpunch emotional moments. theres a strong element of magical realism that i honestly think comics as a medium were made for. viv is a ghost, and viv is grief, and guilt, and fantasy, and shame, and glorious trans revenge taken form, and hes not even the only apparition in this story, taking the stage alongside cameos by jesus christ, a detransitioners fursona, almanda palmer, and (checks notes) gonzo for a second there i think.

as a disclaimer (or incentive, depending) no one in this story i think is someone you could really call a good person. some of them are in fact plainly terrible. they are all so undeniably fucking fascinating though. and viv himself gleefully inhabits that moral gray area, deliberately and loudly disturbing any image of himself as a pure perfect victim, blurring lines and thrusting both the characters and audience out of their comfort zone. its a challenging read thats not going to be everyone for sure, but i definitely think its worth the read.

(and if this sounds interesting to you but youre not sure you can handle it, hal has other equally good comics that are still heavy on the trans gay relationship drama but much lighter on the childhood trauma.)

what happens next by maximumgraves

if youre reading this on tumblr i hope that youve at least heard of what happens next by now. thee seminal tumblrina art of our time i swear. it starts with a true crime podcast exploring the strange story of griffin and his accomplice milo, trans teen murderers, the latter of which has since been released from the psych hospital while the former continues to serve his sentence. but thats in the past, and in the present milo still has to figure out how to live the rest of his life.

the story moves rapidly, though not necessarily chronologically, in and out of the real world and the online lives its characters frequently inhabit like its guiding you through a twisted dream. its a comic on the internet about the internet from someone clearly well aware of its more poisonous aspects, as well as the addictive quality it can have for someone who has become otherwise isolated from the world.

at the end of the day though the major appeal i think is the characters, how messy and horrible and tragic they can be, which is all you can really hope for from a largely character-driven narrative. to say much more i think would ruin the experience, but ill say what happens next absolutely delivers on its ominous title, and im waiting on the edge of my seat for the next chapter.

preeny has to repeat 6th grade by momodriller

on a Much lighter note, preeny has to repeat 6th grade is a super cute adventure series about a magical little kitty named preeny who on her first day of sixth grade is called upon to go on a great mission. its a sparklefur comic!! ive been really starting to dive into furry art lately, and if youre the kind of person who raises an eyebrow at that statement, fine, whatever, but im talking to the cool people right now so keep it to yourself.

art from within the furry subculture is such insanely creative and passionate stuff, and the focus on this subset in particular, calling back to the early 2000s deviantart xD rAWR s0 rand0m era of online culture, feels so intensely nostalgic it makes my chest ache, despite never being heavily involved in the sparklefur scene myself.

the author states in the comics description that the story takes inspiration from her experiences as an autistic child, and even before reading that man i felt it. what really makes this comic unique to me though is that the majority of characters that appear are based on adoptables the author purchased off of, as she puts it, the children of deviantart. i LOVE that. not only is that probably amazing for the kids, it makes every character feel truly unique and adds perfectly to the overall flavor of the world shes created. there is just not another comic i can think of that feels alive like this one.

broccoli soup by secretpie

ok so i know how we might feel about webtoon comics but hear me out. broccoli soup is probably the first comic ive seen to really exploit the otherwise sort of bland and restrictive format of webtoons, utilizing the excess of white space to enhance the feeling of emptiness that characterizes the protagonist broccoli's time in the blank void they call home as well as to make the sparse use of color really pop in contrast.

broccoli soup is a mysterious series thats a little hard to pin down in terms of genre. a strange little being named broccoli spends their days in a vast blankness drinking tea with their loving yet highly suspicious Best Friend and benefactor, doris. doris has the ability to move between worlds, coming and going as she pleases, while broccoli is only allowed to leave when they are on a mission on her behalf. these missions vary, but the goal is always the same: make everything Polite and Good.

as the story progresses, little by little more friends and more color come into broccolis still new existence. the art style also changes from world to world, which imo is a very nice touch. and! theres music! its an interesting project that dances back and forth between fantastical whimsy and some surprisingly dark moments. and thats the shit i like to see.

thats all for now! though if im lucky there will be many more fun stories and projects to talk about in the future. keep in mind as well that this is like barely half of all the webcomics im currently reading, just the ones that most stick out to me as really doing something special.

until next time yall!!

oh wait sike honorable mentions time

awful hospital by bogleech

the only reason this isnt up there with the rest is bc im woefully behind at the moment. ill get back to it eventually! awful hospital is an interactive multimedia horror-comedy webcomic about a hospital that is. well this hospital is simply sub-par to say the least.

hedgehog's dilemma by mellodilla

this ones still a little new to say much on but so far it looks like a cute series. what most appeals to me is that the art style looks like something that fit in seamlessly with an early 90s newspaper comic strip. in particular it has a strong calvin and hobbes vibe to me. just, you know, about wacky lil lesbian animals living their lives.

ok now im done for real

*for clarity's sake, im using webcomic here to mean "a series of comics that was first published and predominantly exists online" so even if a print version exists, i still consider it to be first and foremost a webcomic. this also includes comics that contain a multimedia or interactive element. if its a combination of pictures and words to tell a story, its a comic.

also my list is probably going to end up massively favoring serialized fiction because thats just what i like to read, but i dont necessarily think thats a required element.

[maered613]

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NRC Archives, May 25 1983, the Tonight Show Starring Orson Krennic, Guests; Carson Teva, Luke Skywalker [Krennic]: You were in the biggest band in the world. Aren’t you worried you’re gonna flop by yourself? Would be pretty embarrassing. [Skywalker]: Oh, well I am now. [Audience Laughter] [Krennic]: Look, I’ve gotta ask- [Skywalker]: I’m sure you do. [Krennic]: the Rebellion announces a tv special with footage of you recording what will be your last album, Millenium, followed by a concert special. But then next thing we know, the specials’ taken off tv listings, you play a random untelevised rooftop concert, album doesn’t even surface for a few more months and then you announce you’re broken up! Everyone’s dying to know- what the heck happened? None of you have said anything since! [Skywalker]: None of the stories that people tell about us can change what really happened. [Krennic]: So then.. what? [Silence as the Camera focuses on Skywalker] [Skywalker]: (Sighs) Do you really want to know? ——- 3 Grammys, multi- multi platinum records, sold-out world tours, multiple #1s. The Rebellion was the biggest band in the world, until it wasn’t.

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Come for the 70s music, stay for Zee's, @lovey-dovey-and-sad's and K's art.

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[grxce211]

Okay, so i’ve never actually written a fic before but this little idea would NOT leave me alone. So i wrote this in like 3 hours, the idea got away from me very quickly i did not mean for it to be this long lol. please be nice I'm sensitive lol.

Tags: established relationship, PWP, there is literally no plot, shameless smut, steddie, bottom!eddie, top!steve, dom!eddie, sub!steve, anal sex, oral sex, throat-fucking (kinda) (you’ll see), spanking (it only happens once i think but i thought i’d include it anyways)

*2,963 words

‘I wanna try something,’ said Eddie. 

‘Hm?’ Steve had been focused on reading a book Robin lent him; if he was being honest he had been going a little cross-eyed after reading for an hour. 

Eddie rolled over so he was facing Steve properly - they had been laying in bed for a couple hours now and Eddie had meant to fall asleep approximately 48 minutes ago, but when Eddie had an idea…said idea must be seen through or else Eddie would be thinking about it every waking minute until it was done. 

Eddie leaned over, proceeded to straddle Steve’s lap, and plucked the book out of Steve’s hands, marking the page, and setting it on the nightstand. Then he took off Steve’s glasses and placed them on top of the book to make sure they didn’t get bent and fucked up like the last pair did. 

‘I said I wanna try something,’ Eddie repeated. 

‘Okay, uh what does something mean?’ Steve was starting to get a little nervous - Eddie’s ideas could be as normal as ‘I wanna try using mousse instead of hairspray, would that work Steve?’ to ‘I want you to tattoo your name on me Steve, why are you looking at me like that’s a crazy request?’

Eddie put both of his hands on Steve’s cheeks, leaning forward so their noses were slotted next to each other. Then he whispered, ‘I wanna lean my head over the side of the bed and suck your cock, but you’re not allowed to move or touch me unless I say so. Do you think you could do that for me, pretty boy? Could you be good for me?’

Steve hadn’t been anywhere near horny 2 minutes ago, now his whole face was burning, he was panting, and his cock was leaking a little into his boxers. Steve nodded enthusiastically and whispered quickly, ‘yeah yeah I could do that I can be good.’ 

‘Okay, get naked for me baby,’ said Eddie, patting Steve on the cheek, and then he rolled off of Steve so he could strip down to his own boxers. His own cock was getting very hard, but he wasn’t going to let Steve touch him anytime soon, he wanted to see how long Steve could hold out before he was crying and slipping into subspace, begging Eddie to sit on his cock. 

Steve scrambled off of the bed to quickly rip his shirt off and take his pajama pants and boxers down, he was going so fast he stumbled and almost face-planted onto the floor. Eddie chuckled quietly to himself, pleased that Steve was so excited - this was a fantasy that had always lived in the back of his mind, but most guys who wanted to top also wanted to Dom, which was fine, it just wasn’t fully what he wanted. Thus, he had never brought it up to any previous partners - but Steve, who liked being the top and bottom just the same, loved being submissive. 

’Stand at the foot of the bed, put your hands behind your back,’ said Eddie. Steve complied quickly, moving to the foot of the bed and putting his hands behind his back so that he was gripping his opposite elbows - he had learned that it was easier to do that since it allowed him to grip harder onto something when he started getting desperate. 

Eddie crawled forward on his hands and knees from the top of the bed, enjoying how Steve’s eyes were starting to already get glassy. He flipped over onto his back, scooting so that his head dangled over the foot of the bed, which brought himself right up to Steve’s thick cock which was already leaking with pre-cum. Eddie reached up and took Steve in hand to spread the pre-cum down his cock. 

Steve moaned softly, looking down at Eddie with something akin to wonder in his eyes. Eddie continued to jack Steve off while reaching with his other hand to fondle Steve’s sac. After a couple of minutes Steve started to whine softly, he was trying so hard to not thrust forward and Eddie hadn’t even gotten his mouth on him yet. 

’Take a step forward baby,’ Eddie said softly, while he tugged on Steve’s cock to direct him forward and into his mouth. Eddie latched onto the tip, suckling softly, licking over the frenulum while he used his right hand to move up and down the shaft, and his left to cup Steve’s sac. 

‘Fucking Christ,’ Steve whimpered. Eddie continued to lick at the head, until he was satisfied with how slick Steve’s cock was. Eddie reached around with his left hand to grip Steve’s ass, urging him forward until Eddie could bob his head back and forth on his cock. 

Steve could feel sweat drip down his spine, he was practically shaking with how hard he was trying to stay still. He kept reminding himself that he could be good for Eddie, how much Eddie would praise him. Maybe Eddie would let him suck him off, if he was really good Eddie might put him on his knees and cum all over his face. 

‘Oh god!’ Steve practically screamed when Eddie started sucking harder, moving his head faster, he always did this thing with his tongue where he would swirl it around the head before he went back down and god it never failed to bring Steve close to his orgasm. He was panting and his eyes were watering, he needed to look away for a second before he came too early, he didn’t wanna cum like this. Steve tilted his head back to look at the ceiling for a moment and Eddie cracked his palm across Steve’s cheek startling a yelp out of him. 

Eddie pulled all the way off and continued stroking Steve while he said, voice raspy, ‘Eyes on me, sweetheart. You’re doing so good, baby, don’t you wanna get your reward?’ Eddie fluttered his eyelashes, looking up at Steve innocently. 

‘Reward?’ Steve asked breathlessly. He had forgotten for a second that Eddie might give him a prize. 

‘Yeah, baby your reward. Don’t you want me to sit on your cock?’ Eddie asked, grinning when Steve moaned loudly and a spurt of pre-cum came out of his cock. Steve hadn’t even considered the idea that Eddie might let Steve fuck him. 

Steve started nodding enthusiastically, but then he paused, ‘Baby I don’t know if I’ll be able to prep you if I’m already under.’ Steve was starting to feel very light and he knew that it wouldn’t take much longer for him to reach subspace, and when he did he normally was very excited for any activity or position, but it was hard for him to determine whether or not Eddie was stretched out enough to take his cock without it hurting. 

Eddie looked up at him with a coy smile, ‘Don’t worry about that big boy, I already took care of it.’ Then Eddie reached down over his boxers, passing his cock and reaching in between his legs to tap through the cloth on the plug that was currently sitting in his ass. He hadn’t wanted to worry about the whole prepping process, so he had taken time while he was in the shower earlier to finger himself open and lube up a plug to keep him nice and loose. He had had to fuck into his own fist before he got out of the shower because his cock had gotten so hard. 

Steve heard the little tap of Eddie’s nail hitting the glass of the plug and the whine that came out of the back of his throat was a noise he had never heard himself make before. He had to close his eyes and take a breath so he didn’t blow his load right then and there. 

Eddie leaned back down and guided Steve back into his mouth to continue sucking with a renewed vigor. Steve whimpered so loudly that Eddie moaned a little in the back of his throat, making Steve’s cock vibrate a little. 

‘Oh god oh god, Eddie please, I don’t-I can’t…’ Steve started pleading and blabbering, hoping Eddie would have mercy on him. He should’ve known better, Eddie never had mercy on him. Tears were starting to stream down his face, his thighs were starting to burn with the amount of effort he was using to stay still. 

Eddie started to suck harder, and then he took his hand and gripped Steve’s ass to pull him forward to shove Steve’s cock as far as it would go til his lips were all the way to the base. Steve tried to back away, but Eddie took his other hand so he was holding both his ass cheeks to keep Steve in place and he just stayed there for a solid seven seconds, wiggling his tongue a little the whole time. 

Steve was shaking his head back and forth, babbling the whole time, begging and pleading going ‘please please Eddie please just fuck me baby please!’ 

When Eddie finally let up and let Steve back all the way out of his throat and mouth, Eddie was gasping for breath and fully sat up on the bed. ‘Baby are you okay?’ Steve asked, and he was starting to reach out for Eddie’s face, before he remembered that Eddie said he couldn’t touch, so he put his hands back behind him. 

Eddie could’ve cried. Steve was so sweet and wanted to comfort him and check up on him, but he also wanted to be good. He reached up and held Steve’s face in his hands, smiling a little at how Steve nuzzled into his palm. ‘Yeah baby I’m okay, just needed to take a second breathe again,’ he said, chuckling a little. 

‘Eddie?’ Steve looked at him pleadingly. 

‘Yeah?’ Eddie asked with a smirk. 

‘Can you ride my cock now please? I don’t think I can keep going and not cum.’ Steve tried to make his eyes big and wet, hoping that if he looked pathetic enough Eddie would agree. 

Eddie kneeled up so he and Steve were eye level, pulling Steve’s face closer. ‘Yeah? You want me to sit on your big, fat cock, baby?’ 

He didn’t let Steve answer before he was turning around to crawl back up the bed. Once he was near the pillows he kneeled up, rolling his boxers down to lean forward to take them all the way off. He heard Steve moan from where he was still standing - he wouldn’t move an inch til Eddie said it was okay - and knew he had seen the glass plug that was nestled in his ass. Just to be a little shit, Eddie leaned forward, arching his back a little to give Steve a better view. He reached behind himself to grip onto the plug, pulling on it and pushing it back in, moaning breathily when he felt how sensitive he really was. Steve was whimpering behind him, so Eddie looked over his shoulder and saw how glassy Steve’s eyes were, how red his cock was and knew that he was under. 

’Stevie baby,’ Eddie whispered. Steve’s eyes snapped back up to Eddie’s. ‘Get over here baby, I wanna fuck you.’ 

Steve practically pounced onto the bed, making Eddie bounce a little with the force of how hard he leapt onto the mattress. Steve scrambled forward to sit up against the headboard next to Eddie, focusing on what his hand was doing with the plug. Eddie crawled so he was in between Steve’s legs, facing away from him. Then he leaned forward, so he was on all fours. Looking over his shoulder he locked eyes with Steve. ‘Do you wanna do the honors and take the plug out for me baby?’ 

Steve grinned, leaning forward to grip onto the plug, pulling it out slowly in case it was too dry. Thankfully, it was not, it seemed that Eddie had lubed it up very thoroughly. Both of them moaned, Steve just because he was looking at Eddie’s puffy hole; Eddie because he was significantly more sensitive than he had thought - he had tried not to touch it while Steve was down his throat. Once it was out, Steve put it onto the nightstand to wash later, and Eddie turned around to properly straddle Steve’s lap. 

Steve was looking very dazed, so Eddie cupped his face, nuzzling his nose. ‘How you feeling, baby?’ Eddie whispered. ‘Good, really good, floaty, feels good,’ Steve murmured, ‘Still want you to sit on my cock baby.’ Eddie laughed at that and nodded, ‘Can do, just give me a second.’

Eddie leaned back to get the lube that was sitting on the bed, squeezing some out onto his palm, reaching down to slick Steve’s cock. It was still pretty wet from Eddie’s mouth, but just to be safe. He squeezed out a little more lube onto his fingertips, and reached behind himself to rub a little around his rim, before capping the lube and tossing it onto the nightstand. Then he reached down, and gripped Steve’s cock, holding it still while he kneeled up, his eyes fluttering a little while he notched the tip inside his hole. 

Sinking down a little, he gripped Steve’s shoulders in both hands before he slammed all the way down. Steve let out a deep moan while tilting his head back, knocking it against the headboard. Eddie leaned forward to lick up Steve’s throat pausing to nip at his jaw, before he fully captured Steve’s lips moaning into his mouth while he started to rock back and forth a little. 

Steve was still pretty dazed, so he couldn’t really kiss Eddie back, just settling to rest their foreheads together to moan in each other’s mouths, their lips brushing. Eddie started pressing up and slamming back down. Steve’s cock was just brushing up against Eddie’s prostate, causing Eddie to start whining a little into Steve’s mouth. Eddie’s own cock was pressed in between their stomachs, spreading pre-cum on both of them. 

Steve was moaning loudly and gripping onto the sheets next to his hips. ‘Baby can I touch you now?’ Steve hadn’t wanted to put his hands on Eddie yet, lest Eddie stop what he was doing. Eddie just reached down, and gripped Steve’s hands in his own, placing them on his hips so that Steve could hold onto him while he started bouncing on his cock faster. ‘Yeah baby you can touch me now, you can touch me as much as you want. I’m so proud of you, you’ve been so good for me.’ 

Steve’s eyes rolled back a little and he groaned as he felt his orgasm approaching. ‘Eddie, baby I’m gonna cum soon, can I cum inside you please?’ Steve whined, prying his eyes open to look at Eddie. Eddie started nodding, ‘Yeah Stevie, I want you to cum in me. You don’t have to ask permission today to cum baby, just go ahead and cum when you feel it.’ 

Steve nodded, felt his orgasm quickly approaching, so he reached down between them to grip Eddie’s cock. Eddie moaned loudly, his cock hadn’t been touched this entire time, it was wet with pre-cum and incredibly sensitive at the head. It didn’t take long before Eddie could feel his orgasm approaching. 

‘Baby I’m gonna cum, I want you to cum with me okay?’ Eddie grunted, knew it would only be a few more strokes before he was spilling all over Steve’s fist. 

Steve nodded enthusiastically, ‘yeah, holy fuck Eddie I’m gonna cum - baby I’m gonna cum, oh god Eddie I’m cumming I’m cumming fuck!’ Steve came with a grunt, unconsciously thrusting his hips up into Eddie. 

He worked his hand and in one, two strokes Eddie was cumming all over both of them, ‘Fuck baby I’m cumming, shit I’m making a mess.’ 

Eddie leaned forward and rested his forehead against Steve’s while they both caught their breath, both of them panting from the force of their orgasms and sweaty around the hairline. 

Steve’s cock softened and slipped out of Eddie’s hole, Eddie groaned when he felt Steve’s spend leaking out of him. 

‘Hold on, let me get a washcloth from the bathroom,’ Eddie pecked Steve on the lips, before swinging his legs to get up and out of the bed, walking kinda funny on his way to the bathroom. 

Steve watched him go, closing his eyes and tipping his head back against the headboard, taking deep breaths. He still felt really floaty, felt warm in his chest knowing that Eddie was proud of how he did. Maybe next time he could be the one to hang his head off the side of the bed and Eddie could fuck his throat. His cock gave a valiant little twitch at that thought. 

Steve felt the bed dip and the warm, wet washcloth that Eddie had wiping the cum off of his chest and hand, before moving on to wiping down his cock so the cum didn’t dry in his pubic hair. He opened his eyes and saw Eddie doing the same to himself before tossing the washcloth into the laundry hamper. Eddie then leaned over to coax Steve into laying down so they could lay facing each other, their legs tangled together. 

Eddie was caressing Steve’s face when he started praising him, as he always did after Steve went under. ‘You did so well baby, I’m so proud of you. You were such a good boy Stevie, you were so good for me.’ On and on he went for a few minutes, just whispering while Steve felt his face flush and he tried to turn away a little, nuzzling into Eddie’s palm. 

‘Stevie?’

‘Hm?’ 

‘I love you’

‘I love you too, Ed’

[sergio-para-siempre]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Men's Football RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sergio Ramos/Fernando Torres, past Sergio Ramos/Gerard Piqué Characters: Sergio Ramos, Fernando Torres Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Inspired by Real Events, Alternate Universe - No Girlfriends/No Wives, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Post-Break Up, Working Out My Feelings Through Fic, i'm sorry but Gerard is the bad guy here, inspired by Shakira and Geri's break up, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Friendship

Summary: For over a decade Sergio and Fernando were best friends. Inseparable, even across town rivalries and the distance of several countries in between.

Until Sergio falls in love with Gerard and their once unbreakable bond slowly fades away.

Years later, betrayed by Gerard and plagued by injuries, Sergio suddenly has to adapt to a new life in a new city.

When he doesn’t get called up for Spain’s World Cup squad, it’s a chance encounter in a bar that rekindles an old friendship and might just help him heal from his break up.

[carelessflower]

i was just reading my malec fics and browsing my malec tags and i had a headcanon that i needed to share. (tw: death, ideation of death)

now the term ‘nephilim love once, and fiercely’ may seem like a very cliche thing but in the context of shadowhunter culture it’s like. painfully heartbreaking. because theirs is a culture where early death is normalized. they’re soldiers, trained from birth. they live hard and fast. they probably don’t get to live long enough to find more than one (romantic) love.

so. when they find do it? they throw their entire selves to it, as fast as possible. grand declarations. immediate partnership. shared space. marriage within the first year. and self-sacrifice is probably their highest expression of love.

when others would say ‘i want to spend the rest of my life with you’, nephilim would say ‘i want to dedicate my death to you; i want to be yours and die that way; i want the last thing i see to be you; i hope i die before you.’

others wouldn’t expect such devotion from their partner in such a short amount of time, but for nephilim, it’s normal.

and so. alec is a very loving nephilim. and magnus is a very happy but also very alarmed husband.

when that line drop in the show i was immediately like oh my gosh OH MY GOSH. dedicating their lives to only that someone is probably very ingrained in shadowhunter culture as well. and we have to remind ourselves of how...very unpleasant and uptight the clave is so they probably encourage that mindset as well.

that combined with alec's loving, compassionate, over-protective nature it's like no other perfect combination before. all the roles alec takes before and after meeting magnus, are somewhat involving sacrificing himself to a degree. he's the eldest sibling in an old shadowhunter family, he can't let his siblings burden the kind of expectation his parents put on him. he's the leader, he can't prioritize his emotions over the well-being of others.

and magnus, sweet, kind, brilliant magnus, who deserves everything good in this life and more. why shouldn't alec lay his life down for the man he loves? it's natural as the air alec breathes, the way his bow fits into his hands, alec lightwood will ready to smash himself and use the sharp pieces left to protect what he loves.

[roselarkiin]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvie Brett/Kelly Severide Characters: Sylvie Brett, Kelly Severide Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post 10x05, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Fluff, more angst in this that the first oneshot, but so much more fluff later on, background brettsey and stellaride, does this count as a slowburn?, the build up to their relationship is longer than the entire series combined, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

Matt moves to Oregon to foster the Darden boys, and Sylvie is fine.

Then Stella is offered a permanent position in Boston she can’t refuse, and, of course, Kelly is supportive.

Kelly and Sylvie are left in Chicago to try and pick up the pieces.

or all that i'm gaining is all that you've lost (sylvie's version)

[aka all that i'm gaining is all that you've lost the 60k version]

[bloominglegumes]

i love normal guys doomed by the narrative

[candycatfalls]

idk guys I don't think the divorce is going well ://

[starry-bi-sky]

don't you want to be a cult leader? - danyal al ghul au

this is mostly a joke post but i thought it was funny and had to share so--

his first mistake was, obviously, inheriting his father's inability to see an injustice and stand still. -- actually, danyal's first mistake was his lair being so big. a mountainous island with a large temple in the center resembling his old home in Nanda Parbat? With sprawling foliage and rivers and streams and waterfalls galore? What was he going to do with all that space? Let it go to waste? He had plants there! Native trees of the ghost zone growing from the soil! He couldn't let it all be left unchecked!

So naturally after helping a fellow teenage assassin ghost -- who he later learns is named Akihiko, -- from Walker of all people, he sent them over to hang low at his lair until it was safe enough for them to wander around the Zone. Walker couldn't get through Danyal's astrofield if his life depended on it, and trust him -- he's tried. Danny was clearing out debris from his stupid transport vans for weeks.

Honestly it wasn't so bad, he and Aki really quickly became fast friends and Danny loves having a sparring partner close to his level again -- he hasn't had this much fun fighting since he left the League. Aki was very dedicated and levelheaded, the both of them clicked really well because of it.

Nonono, the real trouble began after Danyal met some long-passed League members and allowed them to come join his island as well. Apparently they had made a few enemies of the zone, and maybe Danyal still felt some loyalty to the League. He couldn't just let them be left to rot. Their zealotry could be overlooked so long as they kept it contained and helped him take care of his island.

And it.. snowballs from there? He meets a teen squire aptly calling himself Ambroise -- whether that was his living name or not is yet to be seen -- who died during feudal france, who is just about as dramatic and passionate as every french stereotype makes them out to be. He calls Danyal "my moon and great muse" -- which is both flattering and little uncomfortable, but Danyal's grown up in the League as the Grandson of the Demon Head, he is used to mild worship. he passes it off as nothing more, nothing less. -- and while his energy is overwhelming on the worst of days, he helps Danny draw out of his shell more in ways that Sam and Tucker still struggle with.

Him and Aki butt heads a lot, but the two seem to hold the other in at least some positive regard, so Danny doesn't worry too much about them fighting while he's gone. It only becomes a mild issue when Aki also begins calling Danny "my moon". It's a little sweet, so Danyal brushes it off.

Then he takes in a troupe of ghosts some time after he defeats Pariah Dark and they begin calling him "great one" just as the yetis do in the far frozen. This is where he meets the twins -- a pair of sibling ghosts who call themselves Trixie and Missy (short for Trick and Mislead) -- who aren't quite as passionate as Ambroise but more energetic than Aki. Eventually they also start calling Danyal "my moon" and attach themselves to his hip, even within the living. They like to hide in his shadow and cause trouble for the rest of the students. He makes sure they don't hurt anyone.

He's pretty sure Aki is jealous, same with Ambroise, but he can't be too certain other than the fact that they become much more lingering (re: clingy) whenever he visits the island.. Something he's trying to do much more often these days due to the increasing amount of people living there now. Since when did he become so popular?

Then there's Pēnelópeia from the Greater Athens, who ran away from home and joined his Island after he ran into her while she was being chased by Skulker -- and he's pretty sure the reason was because of her chimeric appearance. Her strange eyes and mismatched wings and lion's tail and talons. She assimilates into his friend group very easily, she gets along well with Ambroise and Trixie and Danny usually finds the three of them climbing the trees to pluck the most fruit from the top. They can fly and he knows it, but they prefer to climb.

Then finally there's silent poet Akkara who comes from ancient mesopotamia, who gets along most with Aki -- which is no surprise there considering their similar personality dispositions. he watches Aki and Danyal fight each other and leaves comments on this or that that he notices. He writes Danyal poems on clay tablets and leaves them by his room.

They're one big mismatched group of outcasts, and Danny's got the other ghosts on his island to tend to, because they're living on his island and he wants to be hospitable even if he struggles with that. But he spends the most of his time with them.

Sam and Tucker are making fun of him. Tucker jokingly tells him 'careful Danny, at this rate you're gonna start a cult'. Danny really wishes he had taken that joke more seriously.

He just. keeps. collecting people. Wayward souls lost in the zone, looking for shelter or refuge from something or other -- whether that be another hostile ghost, or a past afterlife, or just a purpose. Danyal finds them, he takes them in, offers them a place on his island until they are ready to leave. Many seldom do. He's not complaining -- he has the space, and it feels like it's only ever growing.

His close friends, his "inner circle" as he's heard the others call them, keep insistently calling him "my moon". He starts calling them his stars, because then it only feels fair. They're his stars, this is his constellation. It becomes a thing; little star halos begin forming behind their heads, picking them out from the rest. He loves them so much, it's hard to place. Sam and Tucker are also his stars, but they reside in the living realm, they're his tie to Life. Meanwhile, his friends here know what it's like to be dead, and sometimes its nice to relate.

Those living on his island keep calling him "Great One" and he's beginning to notice zealotry in their care for his island. He really, deeply appreciates it. His close friends gain nicknames -- as his stars, it's only natural for him to pick them out from the cluster in the skies. Akihiko, his Sirius and bright star. Trix and Missy, Castor and Pollux, the twins and troublemakers. Ambroise, his zealous Antares and close friend. Penelopeia, chimeric and loyal Vega. And Akkara, his Arcturus and strength.

It's ridiculous how long it takes for him to notice; he is, of course, a deadly trained assassin. He is meant to be observant -- and normally he is! But somehow this becomes a blind spot. One that becomes too big to be dealt with by the time he realizes it.

He should've noticed when Aki, his Sirius, stood beside him one day while Danyal looked over his island and saw the sprawling spirits carrying on about their afterlife and bowing to him as they saw him, and said: "I looked down into the depths when I met you; I couldn't measure it." They aren't one for flowing prose, it took him so off guard he was silent for over a minute before he finally spoke.

Danyal should've recognized devotion for what it is, and yet he didn't. He should've recognized it when Antares began spouting praises about him, crowing about his radiance and resplendence to the heavens. He just brushed it off as Ambroise being Ambroise. He should've recognized it when Trix and Missy nearly broke Dash's leg after he knocked Danyal's books out of his hands, he excused it as them being protective. Of them coming from times where such violence may have been customary -- after all, that's what he used to be like. What he was still like, sometimes, when his emotions nearly got the better of him.

He should've noticed it when the people living on his island followed his word like gospel, looked at him like he hung the stars in the sky. When his friends gifted him a shawl with the moon phases delicately embroidered into it, with silver, shimmering thread and moving stars lovingly stitched into it. Their constellations seen clear as day in the dark fabric. When he found small shrines dedicated to him -- but they lacked any image of him beyond stones carved to look like moons, so he ignored it. When the religious imagery began popping up.

He really, really should've noticed it when a bunch of cultists accidentally summoned Antares, and Antares had turned to him when he arrived and called them heretics. But he was so centered on the fact that they had kidnapped one of his stars, that he hadn't paid much attention to what Ambroise had said.

Sages say that faith is blind, they should also say faith in you is even blinder.

It really only hits him one afternoon while he's sitting in Sam's room studying with Tucker, Missy and Trixie lounging at his feet, Aki sat on his right, Penelopeia braiding his hair, Ambroise draped against him, and Akkara lurking over him. Its one of the rare few times they're all in one room together.

It hits him like a bolt of lightning. He looks up from his textbook. "Oh Ancients," he says in no amounting shock. Everyone looks up to him.

"I've become my grandfather."

[bluegiragi]

open wide.

early access + nsfw on patreon

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[begaycommittreason]

a non-comprehensive list of reasons why bruce has tried banning halloween in the manor

1. dick was overly trusting of clowns as a child. he still holds the family record for most kidnappings in a single night

2. jason tried wearing his robin uniform as a costume. every. year.

3. jason then graduated to dressing up as his corpse and haunting (traumatizing) his brothers

4. cass always manages to scare him. no clark he does not shriek.

5. tim, duke, and steph got ‘spooky scary skeletons’ stuck in his head and martian manhunter started laughing at him in a JL meeting because of it

6. damian was followed and subsequently kidnapped by what they assumed was a group of very tall trick or treaters, but were actually just the league

7. that time of year is when jerry the turkey gets a little self aware (re: defensive). there have been incidents.

8. he walked downstairs only to be greeted with every member of his family dressed like green lantern. even alfred.

9. young justice decided to throw a giant party and to get in you had to wear the shittiest batman costume possible for their contest

10. jason won said contest. he didn’t even stay for the party, he just wanted the excuse

11. gotham rogues are drama kids and are therefore sluts for good thematic irony, so half of them do special edition attacks on halloween

12. the kids all do a candy swap at the end of the night, they invite kate and not him

13. tim has an allergy to peppermint and never seems to be aware of this, so he has to keep multiple epi pens on standby

14. he’s expected to wear slutty costumes and that’s just not worth his playboy cover

15. alfred only confiscates the candy he gets

16. he was just really hungover one year

17. damian has made them all watch coraline so. many. times. he doesn’t even get nightmares anymore

18. tim goes on a sugar high and has to be put on tech lockdown or he might frame lex luthor for murder and extort 90% of gotham’s elite

19. when dick and jason were younger they left open pumpkins outside his door and he would accidentally step in them every morning

20. damian tried to convince them to bob for apples with lazarus water

21. tim fell asleep while bobbing for apples (in normal water) and almost drowned

22. dick and steph drew a glittery skeleton over the batsuit

23. when he complains they all call him the grinch. it’s not even christmas.

24. pumpkin carving always leads to them flinging the innards at eachother and making a mess even alfred refuses to clean

25. the validity of candy corn argument comes to blows. every. single. year.

26. duke lead a revolt one year against the tyranny of bruce’s “no slanderous costumes” policy (he wanted to be slutty batman)

27. the kids throw a rager in the cave and somehow never get caught. it’s the only time they’re all willing to clean and it pisses bruce off that he can’t prove it.

28. bruce got sick and clark walked around the watchtower in a batman costume pretending to be him for two days

29. steph and dick glued the lorax mustache to him while he was sleeping because he refused to pick a costume. it didn’t come off for a week, and lois posted an article speculating he was secretly a natural ginger.

30. all the kids stayed in once and watched ‘it’s the great pumpkin charlie brown’ instead of partying and he’s been trying to get them to do it again ever since

[yellowvixen]

Got the chance to meet Roger Craig Smith today and he signed some art @fleetways and I collabed on!!

That's right folks, year of sonadow is real, Sonic himself said so :]

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID in ALT] I've made posts before about Talia/Dick co-parenting Damian moments (will never happen but let me dream) and this came to me in a vision. Took me ages to finish for some reason 😭 and then even longer to post

[lilybug-02]

Eimmet High...temmiE high. OMG!

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Next update may take...much longer! I have finals and an internship and not to mention I have to draw- A LOT :')

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