You can order @idwpublishing Godzilla Rivals: Biollante & Destoroyah out May 10th.
Written by Nick Marino @nickmarino, with art by Sean Dove @andthankyou and lettering by Nate Widick @natewidick
Variant cover by me, Camila Fortuna @gunkiss
A wild 'Mouse the Witching Cat' spotted at Bookshop Santa Cruz, downtown. Showcasing the cursed copy's super extra cursed attributes and uniquely signed+doodled insides.
To all curious, yes the book is very much still cursed as still up for sale both at the store and through my etsy: wherin you can by the cursed edition as a special bundle with a few other goodies (including the EBOOK via super secret email extension)
Louis Armstrong’s Give me a Kiss to Build a Dream On plays in the background. The sadness insinuated on her face as she caresses the scar has me do something I haven’t done in adulthood. Before it registers, my hand cups the side of her face, thumb running along her jawline, eyes connect, and I press my lips to hers. It’s a rumor of a kiss, as if to question whether it even happened. I release her for a second, then my mouth finds hers again. My tongue wanders across her lips. With a hand on her lower back, I slide her closer, the other cupping her head to keep her nearby. I need her close. She grabs my biceps and lets out a gasp, opening her mouth enough for my tongue to slip in, skimming across hers. It’s a guarded kiss.
Neither of us understands what possessed me to do it. Her thumbs rub against my skin, providing the drive for more. My fingers tangle in her hair, the other drops to her ass. Deprived mouths grasp for more. The intensity increases. I can’t get enough of her. Her mouth struggles to stay in sync. Teeth, lips, tongues, collide. It’s delicious, and my dick wants in. My hand tightens around her hair, tugging her head back, exposing her neck to nip, lick, leaving a wet trail down to her collarbone. I work my way back to her warm lips. The back of my hand grazes her side and the contour of her breast.
- Quiet Chaos
It’s happening! My Jim & Pam fanart will be featured in Jenna and Angela’s book Office BFFs, included a couple new pieces I did just for the book. My heart truly soars with the eagle’s nest!
Horror movie franchises are often recognized by their iconic villains — Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhees, Ghostface, Pinhead, and many other often-masked and often-men baddies who are easily recognizable as a Halloween costume. However, they are not always the core of the series; more often, the heart and soul of a horror franchise is its survivor — the Final Girl (or Guy), who finds…
I should be working on the Rise of the TMNT meets MLP:FiM fic I've had planned for a while and actually spent time on developing. but instead, I spent the good part of a late night/early morning binge writing a fic for My Hero Academia (because I kind of got back into that a little bit) and decided to do my own take on some tags I like.
So here it is. my first published work, like, ever, of My Hero Academia:
Our mouths fitted so well; her upper lip nestled between mine. My tongue prowled her edge, drawing along the seam until she offered everything to me. It was our first sweet, anxious, arousing, physical moment, and my entire body fucking devoured it. Tongues fought with need, ran along teeth, lips and dipped back in. I nipped and sucked her bottom lip. Mouths colliding. Breaths heated. We hooked on to each other, fisted hair, and explored with relentless fervor. My dick insisted on being freed, pressed to her small body, grinding, pinning her harder against the window. Out of nowhere, she broke the kiss. Breathing hard, she gave a light push, and I stumbled backwards.
- Lightness In My Dark
happy to announce that this poem found a new home with Recesses in their inaugural issue. all my thanks to savhanha for the quickest acceptance ever (literally less than four hours??? how does she do it???)