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mochiwei · 5 months
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Day 22: NPC
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lilianade-comics · 5 months
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Ectober Haunt day 22! When Dani Fenton was very young, her twin brother accidentally fell through a spirit ring into the realm of ghosts. Now a young teen, she gathers up supplies "borrowed" from her occult obsessed parents and enters the ghost realm with only one goal, to bring her brother home. But first she needs a guide! And who better than the first big and scary and definitely not evil ghost she encounters?
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ikaishere · 5 months
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Picking
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day 22 of flufftober!! they are brohters, your honour
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rogueddie · 28 days
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Space Heater T | 418 words Prompt for @steddielovemonth: Love is letting him put his cold hands under your shirt and only complaining a little bit
"Jesus Christ, why is it so cold in here? I'm gonna freeze my balls off."
"Lovely mental image," Robin replies, face scrunched up in disgust.
Steve rolls his eyes, continuing to restack the shelf.
"Nice view."
He glances back, realising that Eddie is staring at him, as he bends down to the lower shelf.
"Eyes here, soldier," Robin says, snapping her fingers at him. "What do you want?"
"I can't bother my favourite workplace duo on a Friday evening?"
"Not when it has the boss breathing down our necks. It's bad enough that he's a cheap bastard, not letting us turn the heating on, we don't need a lecture as well."
"Why doesn't he just ban me?"
"You're a paying customer," Steve says, finally stepping back to the till, leaning against it. "You're an 'important part of the ecosystem'."
"I've only got one thing from here and I stole it."
"What the boss says goes," Robin says.
"That's bullshit."
He steps to the side, so he's behind Steve, and wraps an arm around his waist. He uses it to hold him still long enough to snake his other arm under his shirt.
"Dude," Steve complains.
"What? You're warm."
He rolls his eyes, but makes no move to push him away. Not even when he moves his other arm under his shirt too, pressing up against his back.
"You should quit or something," Eddie says, voice a little muffled from how his face is pressed against Steve's shoulder. "This place is hell."
"It pays," Steve points out. "And we are looking. There's not a lot of places that are open to our two package deal."
Eddie hums, slowly starting to rock them both side to side.
"Steve has work," Robin points out.
"Mm, I'm sure he does."
"Work that doesn't involve you clinging onto him like a koala bear."
"I don't hear him complaining."
"That's because he's a touch-starved dork."
"Hey-" Steve tries, but is soon interrupted by Eddie.
"Just because he loves me," he teases, squeezing Steve a little tighter and moving his head so his chin rests on Steve's shoulder.
"He loved me first!"
"Platonically."
"Exactly, we're like siblings- no, soulmates. I'm top of the food chain, Munson, get with it."
"Oh my god," Steve sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I won't love either of you if you don't cut the shit."
"'M sorry, big boy," Eddie immediately mumbles, pressing his face into his neck.
"Sorry," Robin adds, though she doesn't sound apologetic at all.
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Ectoberhaunt 2023 Day 22
Isekai: Portal Shenanigans ~100% silly memes~
Part 1: When will huge field trip fics return from war? + Dum-Dum Danno
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Part 2: DPxDC crossover memes: Opening the portal to another dimension could not pass without consequences. Hello, new neighbors.
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Not DPXDC crossovers memes next:
Part 3: Conjunction of the Spheres
Simple recipe: Mix superman, white hair, black clothes and mutations. Damn, you got Phantom!
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Part 4: You can’t say Isekai without adding Asians to the mix.
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daily-odile · 2 months
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posin
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autisticaradiamegido · 2 months
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day 22
y’all remember those 3 marker challenges from back in the day?
i always had fun with those so i random-gen’d a palette from my paint markers to do a lil doodle
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werewolfaday · 2 months
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day 22
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dailybatjokes · 2 months
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Day 22 of daily batjokes:
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Hickey time
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wigglesdtuff · 1 month
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Cheers! 🥂
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sidekick-hero · 1 month
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(steddie | explicit | 1.1k | tags: established relationship, sub!eddie, top!eddie, dom!steve, bottom!steve, porn with feelings, Good Boy Eddie | @steddielovemonth Love is liking the version of yourself you are with them the best by @tinytalkingtina | AO3)
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Eddie has been called many things in his life. Some good, more bad.
He's been called a good friend, a herder of lost sheep, a dungeon master, a rock star, even a hero.
But he's also been called a pariah, a coward, a waste of space, a fuckup, trailer trash, a freak, a murderer, a monster.
But no one had ever called him a good boy. Not until Steve.
Ever since he was a little kid, Eddie had learned to fit in, to become whatever someone needed him to be.
When his ma got sick, he learned to be her sweet little boy, quiet and uncomplicated instead of loud and wild. To take up as little space as possible, one less thing for his mama to worry about.
After she died, Eddie learned to be self-reliant. An adult in a child's body, able to take care of himself because who else would. Whenever his father was around, he adopted the Munson charm, the easy smile and empty flattery. He learned how to hot-wire cars, pick locks, steal, lie.
In the process, he learned to hate himself and even more the path his father was trying to set him on.
It wasn't until he started living with his Uncle Wayne that he didn't know who to be, because his uncle never asked him to do anything but be himself. Which should have been a relief, but by then Eddie had almost forgotten who that was.
So he began to reinvent himself in ways that made sense to him.
A storyteller, like Tolkien, spinning tales through his campaigns and having his party hanging on his every word.
A rock star, like Osbourne, van Halen, or Hammett, who played his heart out and made himself heard through his music.
A rebel, like Bowie, who stood up for those who, like him, were on the fringes of society, being their shield and offering them a safe place and a community where they could be their wonderfully weird selves.
Those versions of him were all Eddie, but at the same time they weren't. Not all of him.
Not the soft parts, the sweet and sincere and quiet parts he thought he lost when his mom died. Being all that for her hadn't been enough, it hadn't saved her, so Eddie buried that part of himself with her and became someone else. Someone the world couldn't break so easily.
Until Steve.
Brave and reckless, kind and bitchy and oblivious, self-sacrificing and self-centered, vain and dorky Steve. An enigma if Eddie ever met one. One he couldn't get enough of, each layer a new but pleasant surprise.
With Steve, Eddie doesn't have to reinvent himself, doesn't have to be any of the stories or boxes or labels.
With Steve, Eddie can let go.
With Steve, Eddie can stop looking over his shoulder.
With Steve, Eddie can let down his guard and show his soft belly.
With Steve, Eddie can be a good boy, sweet and obedient and sincere.
"You're doing so good, baby, so good for me. Fucking me so well, so sweet, feeding me that thick cock of yours. Can feel it in my throat. All for me, my good boy treating me so well," Steve coos with his mouth right next to Eddie's ear. They've been at it for what seems like hours and Eddie is so far gone, trembling in Steve's arms as he keeps rocking his hips, the only thing on his mind is Steve. Being good for Steve.
He's already made Steve come down his throat, lapping up every single drop like the good boy he is, before opening Steve up with his fingers and tongue. He pulled another orgasm out of him as he kept stroking across his prostate while licking messily inside him where he had spread him open on his fingers.
Eddie thought they were done, but Steve had other plans as he gathered up his own cum to spread over Eddie's cock, intention clear. Eddie had hesitated, afraid to hurt Steve because it was too much. It was only when he told Eddie to fuck him with a smoldering look from under his lashes that he finally, carefully, pushed inside him.
He's been hard and aching ever since Steve pushed him to his knees and made him nuzzle the bulge in Steve's tight Levis.
He's been ready to come since Steve's cock hit the back of his throat, moaning so prettily as it fluttered around him.
He's been holding himself back from coming by the skin of his teeth since Steve started clinging to him, overstimulated and loving and everything Eddie could ever want, cooing the sweetest and filthiest praise as Eddie slid in and out of the hot, tight grip of his body.
"What do you want baby, tell me, I'll give you everything my sweet little thing, just tell me what you need." Steve's soothing voice washes over him and he realizes he's whimpering into the sweaty skin of Steve's neck.
"You," Eddie replies without hesitation. "Just you, wanna make you feel good, 's all I need, just you." He's babbling, too far gone to be anything close to coherent. Reduced to his soft, needy core. "Love you so much, wanna stay like this forever, never wanna leave you." Things he never thought he'd say out loud spill out of his mouth and he can feel Steve tighten around him, impossibly so and he's so close but he can't, not without -
"Eddie, baby, don't stop, 'm so close, I love you too," Steve pants before whimpering, "Oh God, you're making me come again, kiss me, please, baby, kiss me."
He can't really feel his body anymore, his mouth clumsily seeking Steve's, but he could never deny him anything. Especially not when he's begging him so sweetly.
They both come within seconds of each other, no more words needed. Steve, whose legs and arms are wrapped around Eddie so tightly that it's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins, is the first to spill between their bellies. The fluttering of his hole, the bucking of his hips and the rhythmic way he clenches around him makes Eddie follow suit.
It almost hurts in its intensity after holding back for so long and he can't help the pitiful whimpering or the overwhelming tears.
Cradling Eddie's head in his giant hands, Steve wipes away the tears and kisses the whines from Eddie's trembling mouth. More tears follow, his love and devotion and gratitude for being loved in this way running down his cheeks as salty droplets, and Steve kisses them away as well.
"You were perfect," he whispers between his kisses, "I love you so much."
When his face is clean, the tears finally stopped, Eddie sinks back down onto the man beneath him. The man who gave him back this side of himself, a side he missed and mourned without even knowing it. A version of himself he has learned to love, to like best, thanks to Steve Harrington and his unwavering love for Eddie.
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verba-amoris · 3 months
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When I think about you I touch my-elf 🎁
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numahachi · 6 months
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untitled-tmnt-blog · 5 months
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🍂🐢🍁 Risetober 2023 🍁🐢🍂
--- Day 22: Portal Chopped ---
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"You've been portal chopped!"
Drawn for day 22 of @sariphantom's Risetober prompts! Leo says this line twice. Coincidentally, both times were after being punched in the face.
Risetober 2023 Masterpost
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kruk-art · 5 months
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Day 22 - Scratchy
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adeleine-everyday · 1 month
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day 22
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she gets a lot of customer donations
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