#edit shoulda put the covers on there huh

[origami10]

4, 11, 15 for the manga asks?

4. An underrated gem 2023 answer: My Dear Detective on Azuki! (And Usotoki Rhetoric is very similar.) Detective stories set in early modern (~1930s) Japan, with a smart female lead and funny male supporting character! (And Shonen Jump shoutout to Akane-banashi and MamaYuyu) And Stella Next to Me was recommended to me and it's very sweet so far! General answer: Well. I mean I have my reasons, but Captain Corinth is actually a pretty decent isekai-type story that avoids a lot of (though not quite all) the things that annoy me about other isekai.

11. Your favorite covers 2023 answer: A whole bunch kept catching my eye. Usotoki Rhetoric, The Summer Hikaru Died, Wind Breaker, and Correspondence with the Universe. (Have only read Usotoki Rhetoric so far but I recently bought the others) OH and Qualia Under the Snow is so pretty (and good)! OOH and also the cover of Erio to Denki Ningyou really makes me want to read itttt

General answer: All the colors and contrast on Ajin! Kaiju No. 8 as well. And the gradients on To Your Eternity.

15. The manga that made you laugh the most 2023 answer: I read a lot of Asobi Asobase. I wish more of it was in the anime, I think it fits that medium really well. Equal parts humor and 'wtf'. General answer: The first one that came to mind was Saint Oniisan ('Saint Young Men') which is about Buddha and Jesus living together in an apartment in modern-day Japan. The bath house scene makes the rounds every Easter. The whole concept is preposterous and oh so funny.

[oneforthemunny]

friday the thirteenth |eddie munson x reader|

prompt: you and eddie go to the drive in. a small blurb that's apart of the oneforthemunny's spooky story series! also eddie edit made possible by @eddiemunsonsmum :)

Friday, October 13th, 1989 

“Hey, make sure you hide those snacks, ok?” Eddie muttered, a ringed hand gripping the wheel, blowing smoke out the open window.

“I don’t think they’ll all fit in the glove box.” You frown, shoving the crinkling wrappers of honey buns and kit-kat under miscellaneous papers, a few lighters that were stored away in there. 

“Just put ‘em under the blanket, sweetheart.” Eddie nodded, flicking the cigarette out the window, arm craning behind him for the blankets you’d thrown in from home. 

“They won’t look?” Your eyes cut to Eddie’s carefully, grabbing the aged quilt from his grasp. 

“No, they’re not gonna search the van, baby.” Eddie grinned. “Just look in. Just make sure it’s covered, alright?” 

Undoing your own seatbelt, spreading the blanket over the snacks, feet tucked under your legs. Eddie tapped on the cracked leather of the steering wheel with excitement, rolling to a stop on the gravel behind the line of cars. “I’m so fuckin’ excited.” He admitted, eyes sparkling through the gloom dullness of the gray Indiana sky. 

“Yeah?” You giggle. His smile was infectious, made your heart warm with an overwhelming sense of adoration. “I can tell.” 

“This was a good idea. Coming early, because look at this line, babe.” Eddie tilted the rearview mirror to look at the piling line of cars behind him. All swarming to the Hawkins Drive-In for the double feature of Halloween and Friday the Thirteenth… on Friday the thirteenth. 

“Good call with that.” Eddie smiled over at you, heat spilling over your cheeks at his praise. Eddie’s hand fell on your thigh lightly, squeezing your thigh playfully.

 “Oh, shit. Look at that guy. Shoulda brought my mask, huh?” Eddie nodded towards the teenagers parked in the back, running around in their Jason and Michael masks. 

“Yeah… maybe don’t park over there, though.” You cut your eyes at the teenagers, screeching and jumping off their tailgates. 

“Why?” Eddie smirked, van rolling in line slowly towards the ticket stand. “You scared? Afraid they’ll get you-” 

“-No-” 

“-Because I get it, babe. It is Friday the thirteenth. It’s a very scary night. I’d be scared too.” Eddie teased. 

You rolled your eyes. “You’re scared, Munson?” 

“Maybe. Maybe ‘m just excited.” Eddie smirked, long lashes batting at you sweetly. The van creeped towards the ticket stand. “I wasn’t gonna park there anyways, but they did take my spot, fuckin’ assholes.” 

“Your spot?” Your brows lifted in amusement. 

“Yeah, good makeout spot.” Eddie smirked at your scoff, stopping in front of the ticket stand. 

Your head rested against the seat rest, Eddie’s curls illuminated in the bright light of the ticket stand. Rings catching in the light when he handed them the money, bracelets peeking out from the leather of his jacket when he took the tickets. He looked so pretty; so content. 

“Can you put it on the station?” Eddie muttered, shifting gears so the van rolled with a low grunt over the gravel. “You wanna be more towards the front?” 

“I’m fine wherever, Ed.” You hum, turning the dial slowly. “You’re the expert, right, baby?” 

A huff of a laugh left his lips, curling in a small smile. “Yeah. Think there’s a spot up here if this jackass in a wagon doesn’t take it- Christ, who’s taking kids to this kind of movie? Fuck that, we’re not going there. I’m not listening to screaming the whole time.” 

“Maybe they’re older kids?” You grin, the comical tune of the pre-movie show tune playing through the speakers. “Or could be big horror fans. You didn’t like scary movies as a kid?” 

“Yeah, but it’s not fun going with your parents.” Eddie rolled his eyes, reversing into a back spot slowly. “Gotta sneak it or it’s not fun.” 

“Like the candy, hm? That’s the thrill of it?” 

“Exactly.” Eddie smirked, jamming the gear to park. 

“Shit, this part is good, baby. Look.” Eddie whispered, lips still pressed to yours, hand sliding from your jaw slowly. 

“I don’t wanna look, just-” You pawed at his jacket collar, pulling him closer, back into your kiss. 

“-Wait, wait, this is the good part. Hold on.” Eddie muttered, eyes zoned in onto the screen, sitting back onto the van’s floor. 

You huffed, pushing up on your forearms to look at the screen, lips numb from the cold air and Eddie, just in time to see Michael Myers take a victim- a brutal slashing that had the entire lot grimacing out loud. 

“Oh, that’s fucking sick.” You cringe, looking at the van’s floor instead of the movie, stomach twisting uncomfortable. 

“Very fuckin’ sick. Wonder how they do that, huh? Like the special effects shit like that.” Eddie grinned, body buzzing with adrenaline and excitement. 

“I don’t know. They better have won whatever award there is for that, because that,” You nodded towards the screen, the dismembered, bloody body lying there. “Is disgusting.” 

“Wait until you see Jason’s victims. Makes Michael look tame.” Eddie grinned, head falling against the pillow, shoveling a handful of popcorn into his mouth. “Can’t believe you’ve never seen these.” 

“No way.” You wrinkle your nose at the screen. “More of a Beetlejuice fan or Elvira. I always liked that movie.”

“Yeah? Me too.” Eddie smirked. “Really liked that one.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Of course, you did.” 

“I like a spooky babe. Can you blame me?” Eddie pulled you close to his side, lips smacking against your cheek. 

“Oh? So you don’t like me, huh?” You glare at him lightly. “Just wasting my time, Munson?” 

“No way.” Eddie shook his head, looking over at you. “You’re a total spooky babe.” 

You roll your eyes, scoffing lightly. “‘M serious.” Eddie squeezes your thigh gently. “You’re doing this with me.” He nodded towards the screen. “Yeah.” You hum, eyes cutting to the screen, grimacing at the chase scene. “Guess I must love you or something to sit through two of these.”

[jacenotjason]

Eddie's Big Lift!

(Opposite AU edition!)

VV Script VV

JULIE: [Said with laughter in her words] Well it’s.. a hilarious idea, Frank, I’ll give you that. But I just don’t believe it’s possible!

FRANK: No, it’s true! I swear, I swear!

BARNABY: [whispering with concern as he walks outside, limping without his caine.] What on Earth is going on out here?

FRANK: Oh, hi, Barnaby! I thought today was reshelf-ing day!!

BARNABY: [softly] It's, reshelving, Frank.. and reshelving day needs a quiet atmosphere.. How could anyone reshelf with you guys bickering so loudly?

JULIE: [still laughing] Our most idiotic Frank here insists that the local mailman is enough of a unit to lift every! Single! Neighbor! In the neighborhood!

BARNABY: [With the tone of someone who’s heard this before, and is concerned] Oh, Frank, not this again..

FRANK: It’s true, it’s true! Barnaby You’ve seen it too!

BARNABY: Now.. Eddie is very capable what with carrying all his packages and such around, but--

FRANK: [Loudly Interrupting] So you agree!!

BARNABY: I did not say-- Frank, our neighborhood includes the likes of Me, Poppy and Home, no one could--

FRANK: [Triumphantly shouting] EDDIE! CAN! LIFT! A! HOOOUUUSSSEEE!!

BARNABY: [Whimper of fear that becomes muffled as he covers his face]

JULIE: Well, I can’t accept such a boast without proof.

FRANK: Oh, I can prove it! Look, here comes Eddie now! Watch this!

BARNABY: [sound of realization] No, wait, Frank-

EDDIE: [as monotone as always] Mail’s here. I’ve got- oh no.

FRANK: [Overlapping him, running off in his direction] EDDIE, EDDIE, EDDIE, CATCH ME! QUICK! CATCH ME!

[Sound of packages hitting the ground and Eddie grunting slightly as he catches Frank.]

FRANK: TA-DAA!! See? See??

JULIE: [Dismissively, with a scoff] Oh come on, that’s barely an accomplishment! I could lift you Frank! Sally could lift you.

BARNABY: [still worried] Yes, I could probably lift you if sufficiently motivated, Frank.

FRANK: [Hmph’s] And yet you two never play “throw-Frank-up-in-the-air-as-hard-as-you-can-and-see-where-he-lands” with me!

BARNABY: [voice cracking with worry] We’ve talked about this, Frank! I didn’t want you to get hurt-

JULIE: [cutting off Barnaby] Well, I’m not convinced. Eddie, [snapping of her fingers], here!

EDDIE: I ain’t a dog, Julie.

JULIE: I just- [quick gasp as shes lifted suddenly] Ah-!

EDDIE: [still monotone as he lifts Julie above his head] voila.

JULIE: A warning would've been nice you ass. [a small, monotone, "ow" from Eddie as she playfully kicks him.] But, I’m still not convinced.

Eddie: [incredibly sarcastic] Oh no. I'm devastated. [drops Julie] Julie: Wait- ['OOF' as shes dropped onto the path] you ass!

FRANK: [overlapping Julie's unceremonious fall and cursing] BARNABY NEXT! BARNABY NEXT!!

EDDIE: Alrighty.

BARNABY: No!

EDDIE: Why not?

FRANK: [said at the same time as Eddie, but much louder] WHY NOOOOT!!

BARNABY: I will not let you hurt yourself attempting to lift me into the air, Eddie! I’d feel terrible!

BARNABY: [gasp of delight] Oh- look! Wally and Poppy! Hello!

POPPY: What’s up? How did the ground taste, Julie?

WALLY: Hi, Barnaby. Hi, Julie. Hi, Frank. Hi, Eddie. What are you--

FRANK: [interrupting Wally mid-greetings; he keeps going underneath his dialogue] EDDIE! LIFT WALLY INSTEAD!

EDDIE: Alright, c’mere little guy- hup!

WALLY: Oh, I’m up here now.

JULIE: [Scoffs] Oh please! Wally weighs 3 apples soaking wet! Watch, put him down.

EDDIE: And down you go.

WALLY: I’m on the ground again.

JULIE: And hup!!

[Another “ta-da!!” to signify her lifting Wally.]

WALLY: Oh, and now I’m up again.

POPPY: Life’s sure got its ups and downs, huh? [chuckling at her own joke] Uhh, but seriously, Cloudie, what’s this new game of yours?

FRANK: [excitedly explaining the situation to Poppy] It’s not a game, Poppy! I’m proving to Julie that Eddie can lift everyone in the neighborhood!

POPPY: Ohhh, why didn’t you say so? Eddie, ya shoulda started with me. Seein’ as I’m such a tiny li’l birdy and all.

EDDIE: [long sigh] ..fuckin.. okay.

POPPY: I mean, it wouldn’t be much harder than liftin’ a couple envelopes, huh? Pickin’ up a li’l girl like me. It’s hardly even worth showin’ off at this point, when you’ve already managed guys so much bigger! But might as well just so you can say honestly you’ve managed the full collection, right?

EDDIE: [groaning, the sound of a flask being taken out of his jacket and quickly swigged from] Mng, okay, c’mere.. I figure I can... Yeah, yup, here we-- [grunt of effort] Hup-- all right-- little more– shit–

POPPY: [under Eddie’s struggle] watch the talons hun.

[Big, forceful, weightlifter-style exhale as he gets Poppy lifted; little “woah-ho-ho!” from Poppy.]

FRANK: [overlapping others] YEE-EES!!

JULIE: [overlapping others, little applause] Hell yeah!

BARNABY: [overlapping others, gasp of fear, his voice muffled behind his paw] oh Mary please..

WALLY: [overlapping others] Oh, now Poppy’s up there.

[One solid beat. Then, sound of Eddie collapsing and taking Poppy down with him, with a loud “OOF!” from both of them. A terrified yip from Barnaby]

POPPY: Ahah! Holy crap, I don’t even have a joke about that! That was awesome! You okay, Ed?

EDDIE: [Groan, sarcasm in his normal monotone as he speaks into the dirt] Oh yes, just fuckin peachy, augh..

JULIE: I still say it’s just passable. Ma, get over here! I bet I can lift you over my head and carry you to Sally’s window to show her!

POPPY: [snort-laugh] Yeah, all right.

BARNABY: [gasping in fear] NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. I’m ending this right now!

FRANK: Oooh, let’s go see if Eddie can lift Howdy next! We can save Home for the big finish!! Sally can watch from her window!

JULIE: Not if I can lift them first!! [her voice becomes distant as she continues to talk, fading until shes not heard anymore] I bet Howdy weighs less because his heart is so empty! Jackass won’t even see it coming. I bet I can carry Home all the way to…

POPPY: Well, I know what I’m doin’ with the rest of my day. C’mon, li’l buddy, let’s catch this party!

WALLY: Eddie’s going to lift up Home? That’s the most. We can go to Howdy’s together and Home can pick out his own hot dog.

EDDIE: Ain’t the first time I spent the day on the dirt path. [spoken in the dirt, his voice muffled]

[Long beat. Just Eddie and Barnaby are left.]

BARNABY: [soft, concerned voice of a father] Oh, Eddie..

EDDIE: What? [his voice louder as he lifted his head from the dirt]

BARNABY: [small chuckle of delight, then whispers] Thank you for entertaining Frank.

EDDIE: ..I don’t know what you’re talking about.

BARNABY: I just think its funny.. If anyone else had asked you to lift people up you wouldn’t have done it, hm? EDDIE: [laugh] Tch. [groan as he attempts to stand] Alright, yeah.. Figured Frank would get a good laugh out of that..

BARNABY: A good laugh? [the sound of struggle as he lifts Eddie to his feet] I think you made his day, Edward. You, quite literally, bent over backwards for him.

EDDIE: [an unusual sound of joy in his voice] Yeah.. well.. Frank makes mine. It’s the least I can do. [the sound of him brushing the dirt off his clothes]

BARNABY: I’m sure he’d be happy to hear that.

Eddie: [a sigh of defeat] mm..

BARNABY: Well, I’m going to go inside and get my caine so I can join everyone else without limping all day.. I’ll see you in a second.

EDDIE: seeya.. [silence as Barnaby walks away, a few sounds of dirt being kicked around by Eddie]

[lair-of-asmodeus]

NSFW Facts — OC Edition: Part 2, The Electric Boogaloo

[First part]

🐻 Case 7: Viktor Falkenberg

By far, he has the biggest dick with 10 inches, and yes, it’s thick and veiny.

He also has very little experience with only what his father tells him. But hey, he is aware of the dire consequences of not using protection!!

Though... He does try not to tear his partner apart while doing the deed with his s/o, because he is well aware of how big he is and that he may hurt them in the process.

If you ever decide to get him to a certain level of horniness, make him mad or jealous though, he might just fold you in half on his bed and just.. go at you.

Your loud screams can be heard from behind the door, but he doesn’t care about it. The students around his room are very scared to go in and tell you to keep it down— Well, since almost all the Savanaclaw students are in training, there isn’t that many there.

You scream and cling onto his back while having your nth orgasm, with him hitting your insides, practically rearranging your guts, fucking his cock into your hole.

“Ya like that, huh?!” He screams, silver eyes looking at yours with an ignited passion. “Ya shoulda thought TWICE before wearin’ stuff like THAT!”

“VIK—”

He slams his lips onto yours to quiet you down, roughly making out with you. You can barely keep your eyes open while your juices coats his member.

“I’ll teach ya a lesson ya won’t forget!”

He slams himself down deep inside you as his thrusts grow deeper and your voice cuts off. He fills you up with his warm seed, maybe more than intended. When he pulls away, his cock rests against your hole and he whispers in your ear.

“Should ye dare to wear somethin’ revealin’ as this, especially when there’re pervs around here, I’ll be even rough with ya... Got it?”

You can’t register what he says, but you nod, earning a chuckle from him. He lays down next to you and cuddles you.

When it comes to aftercare, he skips straight to the part where he cuddles you.. for the most of the time. If you’re done doing the deed with him in his dorm or any place where there are more beastfolks around, he may just go to the showers. He will let you get in first though! (Unless you pull him in and continue the ‘fun’~ 😉)

Will do the deed if you are close enough #6, and won’t be afraid to put all that defense into good use. He wants to know who he is dealing with and will initiate the first move if he feels like you are close enough for him to be intimate with you if he has your consent too.

⚠️ NO: Well, he doesn’t like to share his partner with anyone else. This is secretly his turn off... And also piss kink. These are just straight ‘NOPE’s.

👠 Case 8: Sakae Satou

Okay, she has the C cups with a decent hip size. (EXTRA THICC—) Though, she tends to cover them with stylish hoodies and pants unless she is in the mood. If she is feeling in the mood that day though, she may wear tighter and more revealing outfits, but only around her partner!

She keeps herself well groomed. You can’t even find a piece of hair down there! She also finds it gross to have hair down there, but won’t mention it when her partner is.. unshaved.

Despite having no experience, she secretly reads and watches these stuff. She knows a lot of things, what to do and what not to do. (E.g; She will make sure to not let teeth touch you when she gives you oral 🤭)

She is secretly into overstimulation and would like to experience it whenever she can. 🤭

Hugging her slender waist from behind, you push the toy inside her wet pussy while the vibrator buzzes on her clit.

“Mmh! [Name]..!” She moans out, panting. “Ahh! ‘S.. too much!!”

You grin at her expression full of lust, her flushed face and tears threatening to fall from her eyes. She pants heavily while holding onto your wrist. You lean forward to her and look at her pussy.

“You’re basically creaming all over, even the sheets are wet...” You coo at her.

She clasps her thighs together and weakly smacks your face with the back of her other hand.

“Shut up..! ...Ahhh!”

With a slight spasm, she bucks her hips into the air and orgasms on the bed again while the toy inside her falls out. Then she falls down, panting in your arms.

“Your face is really red...” You tease her.

After catching her breath, she punches you.

“Fuck you..!” She says with her middle finger on air.

Will do the deed if you are close enough #7, because if you are a complete stranger and/or she doesn’t see you close enough to be her partner in intimacy, she will avoid you and will spread this to the Magicam.

⚠️ NO: Well, don’t push her into doing things she is uncomfortable with.. :( (And she is not alright with piss kink as well!!)

🦊 Case 9: Yuusuke Hamamoto

Okay, he has six inches with some veins on it. But it’s less girthy and has a small red tip.

Despite not exactly being shaved, he keeps the hair short there.

Not gonna lie, he would probably hurt you a little when he fucks you. Like leaving hickeys, biting your neck, lightly pinching you... You name it! He may also grind his hips to hit more spots inside and even hold your hips and thrust in rough when he loses his cool.

During your ‘activities’, you can try touching his ears. He will just lean into your hand and let you pat him. It secretly turns him on though!!

Your hands instinctively go on his neck and you wrap your arms around it while pulling him closer. As he is balls deep in you beneath the sheets, he makes sure nobody hears anything. But it does make you feel good too. He gives you a soft kiss while pounding you. Suddenly, he halts his movements when he feels your hands around his ears, caressing them gently.

“...Mm.” He hums. “Do it again...”

You look at him in confusion, but you do it anyway.

“Mmh~” He purrs and closes his eyes, savoring the feeling. “It feels good...”

You smile at him as he kisses you again. His dick twitches in you and he lightly pushes it deeper.

Will do the deed if you are close enough #8, and will instantly kick you away and will never speak to you if you attempt to do it and he doesn’t know anything about you.

He isn’t that good at aftercare, but he will definitely help you clean up and will run a bath for you. He’ll let you get in first before going in himself too. Because he may not show it, but he is actually one of those touchy-feely people. He just hugs you from behind and washes your back.

⚠️ NO: He is NOT alright with things like golden showers and marking.

🎀 Case 10: Dorothea Minerva McCartney

She has a pair of B cups, but she tends to wear tighter bras to make it look like A cups.

She is fully shaved down there and always, ALWAYS keeps it clean.

While she may not have any experience in anything sexual and her knowledge is limited to only what she saw in sex ed, she is open to try anything! Toys? Sure, would love to! Outfits? Okay, will try! As long as it’s not something that makes her uncomfortable, she is alright with them all!

What really turns her on though? Cuddles! But like, lewd cuddles where you touch her body in that way. If you see her squirming around a little while you do it, that’s just a sign of you putting her in the mood! She may also touch you as well when you do it, she just can’t help but feel like she can show you how good it feels~

As for aftercare... She would definitely prepare a bath for the two of you regardless of how exhausted she gets. She would also make sure you go first.

“[Nickname]!”

She sweetly calls your name as you lay down on your back on the bed. You hear footsteps and feel the bed creaking a little.

“The bath is ready~” She whispers in your ear and kisses your cheek.

“...” You don’t respond and just look at her in silence. You notice that she has a large hoodie to cover herself, her coiled hair is unusually messy and she looks just as exhausted as you do. Yet, despite this, she smiles at you and sighs.

“I know you probably don’t wanna be disturbed right now, but wouldn’t it be nice to relax after a warm bath?”

You nod.

“That’d be great, Dottie...” You smile back at her and sigh, slowly sitting up on the bed.

“Then let’s go to the bathroom, ‘kay~?”

She takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom.

“Let me know if you want me to scrub your back!” She playfully chirps before leaving the bathroom for now as you sink into the warm water in the tub.

Will do the deed if you are close enough #9, because consent is the key! And she won’t be afraid to use her kickboxing knowledge to good use! :)

⚠️ NO: The thought of semi-public sex scares her and she would instantly reject it when you offer. She would also not like the golden showers and rough sex. :(

🕯️ Case 11: Fleur Dominique

She has C cups (like Sakae) and a round butt. But she tends to wear less revealing things like jeans and turtlenecks (+ an oversized parka) so it’s not too obvious! She also feels embarrassed to expose too much of her body!

She actually doesn’t have any hair down there. And I mean, hair doesn’t grow on that area. She also hates if her partner has body hair, but doesn’t even show it.

She is totally inexperienced and everything she knows is from Sex Education class, and knows nothing about how should she start it so... you’ll need to teach her how to do it.

If you wanna turn her on though, you should start with the neck kisses. She is very sensitive and shivers at even the slightest gust of wind. Hence why she tends to wear turtlenecks!

As you two sit on the couch while watching some romantic comedy, you pull her closer and playfully kiss her neck.

“Ah..!” She quietly moans, but then looks away in shame.

You decide to play with her a little more, giving more kisses to her neck.

“[Name]... C-could you stop, please..? I’m trying to watch the movie here...” She looks at you with a slight tinge of pink on her cheeks.

“Why should I?” You ask with a small smile. “Your reactions are cute... I just wanted to see more...”

“At least wait until we watch the movie to the end, you idiot!”

She smacks your head away and sits up, then covers her neck. You notice her ears are getting red like her cheeks, and she squirms around.

“Fleur...”

“Yes, [Name]?”

You pull her closer again and kiss her on the lips this time while slowly slipping your tongue in. A moan escapes from her lips as you put your hand on her hair and caress her head. She starts to tremble a bit, but slowly lets your tongue in. You start making out with her as she holds your hand.

Eventually, you two separate with a small popping noise and the saliva trail connecting your mouths separates as well. She covers her mouth and her cheeks are flushed in embarrassment.

“...I... haven’t done anything like this... Or felt... Ahh, my head is a mess..!” She utters while looking away.

“We can take this to the bedroom if you want...” You reply and sigh. “Do you want to continue?”

“I-I don’t know... All I know is that there is a weird feeling on my chest and I feel strange... My body feels hot and I feel hot in some.. parts on myself... What have you done to me?!”

You chuckle, clearly amused, and smile.

“So, you feel good now... Right?”

“I don’t know... It’s hot...”

You lean down to kiss her neck again, and she softly moans in response.

“[Name]... Nngh...” You hear her say while slowly putting her hand on your head. She then starts patting your head as you leave more kisses to her collarbone.

“We should probably take this to the bedroom~” You whisper in her ear.

She looks around and glances at her brother who is sleeping on the couch. Then she looks back at you and nods.

“L-let’s go...”

As for aftercare, she will immediately head to the shower to get cleaned herself first. If you want to join her, she will simply push you away until she is done. Then she will clean up the bath after herself and let you in. (Unless you want to initiate another round there... 😳 Then she might let you in... 50/50!)

Will do the deed if you are close enough #10! She isn’t afraid to attack you if you are a complete stranger to her, and certainly isn’t afraid to tell her brother about the matter. So if you even try to get intimate with her without getting to know each other, she won’t be afraid to use violence. (And she is the type of person who is usually against violence!)

⚠️ NO: Oof... A lot of ‘no’s coming from her... But to name a few; golden showers, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, exhibitionism, rope tying and blood sports.

🪄 Case 12: Sorrel Valentino Dominique

[Sorry, I’m not going to drop our dearest magician’s facts until I drop his profile! Please be patient! :3]

[notsocheezy]

Brain Curd #112

Brain Curds are lightly edited flash fiction - practically first drafts - posted daily (haven't missed one yet!) and sometimes written with the express intention of being terrible… but, you know, in an endearing way. Please like and reblog if you enjoy - the notes keep me going!

It was dark and windy, and there was no sound but the rustling of the trees and a faint whisper of shovelfuls of dirt hitting the ground.

Bongo wiped the sweat off his forehead and stuck his shovel into the soil so he could lean on the handle. “Hey boss, this deep enough?”

Don ‘Rigatoni’ Leo approached the side of the hole and looked down into it. “Is it six feet?”

“I think so, boss.”

“You think so? Hey Danny boy, this guy thinks he’s dug us a six-foot deep hole.”

Danny put down his Playboy and chuckled. “Oh, he thinks so huh?”

Bongo held out his arms. “Come on, guys, how am I supposed to know how deep it is?”

His question was answered with a tape measure that only just barely missed his head. Bongo unfurled it and measured the wall of the hole.

“Ha! Six feet, two inches! Help me out!”

Danny approached the edge and held out his hand. “Here, give me the shovel first.”

Bongo handed it over.

“And you better give me that tape measure, too.”

Bongo threw it up to him and he caught it.

“Thanks, pal.” Danny put on some gardening gloves and took hold of the shovel.

“Hey, hey!” Bongo shouted. “Whaddaya doin’?!?”

Danny shoveled a few loads of dirt onto Bongo’s head, and he spit it out, trying to cover his face.

“It’s not funny!” Bongo protested, though the Don and Danny were laughing their asses off about it.

“Alright, alright,” Don Rigatoni said when he managed to catch a breath. “Hand him the ladder, will ya Danny?”

Bongo climbed out of the hole and brushed himself off, glaring at the other two men and shaking his head. “Youse got a lot of nerve.”

The Don slapped Bongo’s cheeks. “Tell ya what, Bongo, to make it up to ya, I’ll let you sleep in the pizza oven tonight.”

“You’d let me do that, boss?”

“For you? My favorite idiot? No question. Just take a damn shower first, ya bozo, ya look like you’ve been sleeping with the worms.”

Bongo shook his head and walked back to the car.

“Alright, Danny boy,” Don Rigatoni put his hand on his shoulder. “It’s time. We finish this job, and we go home for lasagne. My mother’s gravy recipe is to die for.”

Danny smiled and nodded, and they unlocked the trunk of the car.

“This fuckin’ piece of shit…” Danny said as he looked into the trunk. “We shoulda done this a long time ago.”

“Yeah, well, it’s done now.”

“They’ve seen too much, Don! Too much!”

“Will you fuhgettaboutit and help me dump the bag into the goddamn hole, Danny?”

With a heavy heave-ho, the two sent the burlap sack tumbling into the grave, and it spilled out to reveal the contents: all the Ring doorbells from their neighborhood.

The Don dusted off his hands and nodded. “I’ll be in the Cadillac.”

Danny began shoveling the dirt back into the hole and angrily muttered about police surveillance - easily one of his biggest pet peeves.

[sodasback]

Bet

JJ Maybank x Reader

Reposting from my deleted account with minor edits.

Not my photo. All credit to original poster @pop-punk-maybank​ <3

"You wanna put some stakes on this, Maybank?" You asked, feeling especially cocky.

"You think you can beat me at beer pong?" JJ asked incredulously. You had to admit it was pretty arrogant of you to think you could beat JJ, aka beer pong king of OBX.

"Oh, I know I can babe." You doubled down. JJ smirked.

"Alright, what do I get when I win?" JJ asked confidently, putting his hands on the table and purposely flexing his muscles as he leaned forward.

"Whad'you want?"

JJ smiled. "After the game is over, you have to jump off the dock, into the marsh." You frowned. You were a little let down by the anti-climatic nature of his dare; it was unlike the blonde.

"I didn't bring a bathing suit." You quickly retorted, shaking your head, knowing that wasn't an option.

“Yeah, I know. You aren’t wearing a bra either.” JJ smiled devilishly. A chorus of “oohs” came from the group that was gradually gathering around. Your mouth dropped open a little.

You closed your mouth and glared at JJ for a second. “Bet.” You said and gasps of disbelief and giggles left the small crowd. Even JJ raised his eyebrows, a little surprised at your answer, but he regained his confident front quickly. “And if I win, you have to show me the video Pope took of you from last weekend.”

JJ immediately dropped his smirk. Pope and John B shared glances, obviously knowing what JJ says/does in the video. “Yeah, that’s not happening.” JJ said looking away.

“Only if you lose.” You reminded him and JJ looked up at you. “What? Is JJ Maybank scared to lose at beer pong to a chick?” You challenged.

Laughs and more “oohs” came from the small group of party-goers. 

JJ looked at you for a minute. “Fuck it. Fine. Let’s do it.”

The game got set up.

“Last chance to back out, Y/L/N. You ready?” 

“I’m always ready for your JJ.” You teased. He shook his head, knowing the tactic of trying to distract him with flirting all too well. You looked at each other in the eyes and took the first shot at the same time to see who would go first. Your ball bounced off the rim of the solo cup and of course, JJ’s sunk in one. You took a breath in and JJ smiled and cocked his head at you. 

“Get used to passing those back to me, Y/N/N, because you’re not gonna keep them at all tonight.”

“Yeah, keep talking shit, JJ. We know this is the only way you’re scoring tonight.”

JJ’s first shot of course went right in. “Drink up, babe”

You smiled and grabbed the first cup, downing it easily. “How’s losing taste?” He asked, getting cockier by the second.

“Just shoot your shot.”

He does and sinks another one, shit-eating grin only growing more. “Balls back.” He smirked. You glared for the umpteenth time that night, but matched his smirk as you rolled the balls back and downed another cup. 

“You regretting this bet now?” JJ asked as he sunk another one. 

“There’s a lot of game left, Maybank.” You continued feigning confidence. 

Finally, JJ misses one. “Fuck” JJ whispers under his breath. “Alright, Y/L/N, let’s see what you got.”

You shot and made it, grinning at JJ. “Okay, okay. it’s just one.” JJ says and gulps down the first drink. You sink another one. “Balls back.” You smile.

You waste no time sinking the 3rd one. “Getting nervous, J?” You ask. But before he can answer, you’re missing your 4th shot, “Not really.” JJ replies cooly. 

The game went on and of course... JJ won.

“Never shoulda bet against me, Y/L/N.” JJ gloated smugly. “I definitely should have raised the stakes though, because jumping into the marsh with your clothes on isn’t really that satisfying for me.”

“Who said I was gonna keep my clothes on?” You asked seductively as you shimmied out of your denim shorts, but leaving your cheeky underwear on. JJ gaped at you for a second before regaining composure and smirking at you. You turned your back to him and took your top off before swan diving off the dock. 

“Fuck that’s cold!” You yelled when you resurfaced and approached the ladder to get back on the dock. JJ had a towel ready for you, but when you went to grab it, JJ pulled it back, just out of reach with that shit-eating grin on his face. You shot daggers at him with your eyes.

“First, say: ‘JJ is the sexiest, funniest, smartest guy I know and I was completely wrong for thinking I could beat him at anything.” 

If looks could kill, JJ Maybank would be one dead pogue from the scowl you were giving him.

“Fuck that. JJ, give me the fucking towel.” You said reaching for it again and not realizing your bare chest was coming out of the water. JJ smirked down at you and licked his lips, before you threw your arm over your chest to cover your boobs. He chuckled to himself, “The water really is cold, huh?” he teased, 

“JJ.” You said sternly.

“You gotta say it.” 

You inhaled deeply, “JJ’s the sexiest, funniest guy and I was wrong for thinking I could beat him.” You muttered and slurred quickly under your breath.

“What was that Y/N/N? I didn’t hear you.”

“Fuck you ...JJ is the sexiest, funniest, smartest guy I know and I was wrong-”

“Completely!” JJ clarified.

“-completely wrong for thinking I could beat him. Now give me the fucking towel, Maybank.”

JJ held the towel out, unfolded so it completely covered the view of you climbing the ladder so no one could see you, but he didn’t turn away, instead he kept eye contact with you even as you struggled to cover your boobs while climbing up the ladder. Once you emerged, he wrapped the towel around you and smiled. You held the towel around you as you kept eye contact with JJ a little longer than usual. You looked away first and cleared your throat. Getting nervous, you stuck your hand out for a handshake. “Good game, Maybank.”

“Good game, Y/L/N.” He said sweetly. And with his guard down, you easily pushed him off the dock and into the water. You laughed as did a lot of the party who witnessed it. 

JJ surfaced, “Oh you are so dead, Y/N! You know that right?” JJ said dangerously as he quickly paddled over to the ladder and you started to retreat.

-

You and JJ ended up in a tickle/wrestling match, after he chased you. And as the party continued, JJ only seemed to cling to you more. You couldn’t help but think that maybe the relationship between you two was more than just shameless flirting, that maybe it could be something more. JJ let you borrow some of his clothes after you both ended up in the marsh, so you could be warm and comfy. You were in his lap with is arms around your waist, sitting around the fire, when your brother texted that he was on his way to pick you up. 

“Time to go?” JJ whispered to you, resting his chin on your shoulder as he read the text on your phone. 

“Yep, it’s that time.” You sighed and leaned into him for just a second before standing up. JJ followed you away from the fire. “So I’ll see you tomorrow night at the movie thing? I’ll bring back your hoodie all washed.”

“Oh no, don’t worry about it. Looks better on you anyway.” JJ smiled as he brought a hand up to your cheek and ran his thumb along your jaw. You couldn’t suppress the butterflies swarming your stomach. You both looked down at the other’s lips when a horn honked loudly. 

Both of your heads snapped in that direction and JJ’s hand immediately fell from your cheek. “Y/N let’s go!” Your brother yelled from his truck

 Now, Jj was the one who cleared his throat awkwardly, “Okay, so yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You laughed at the awkwardness of the situation, “Bye” 

JJ bit his lip, shoving his hands in his pockets and smiling before turning back to the party.

You walked over to your brother’s truck. “I’m just gonna go inside and go to the bathroom real quick.” 

This earned an eye roll from your brother.

When you walked out of the bathroom and out of the Chateau, you saw JJ grabbing a drink from the cooler ...and he wasn’t alone. Your heart sank as you saw him handing a girl you’d never seen before a drink, both smiling and laughing before JJ followed the girl and sat next to her around the fire. 

Maybe it was all in your head. Would JJ Maybank actually be more interested in you than just a friend he flirted with? He did flirt with everyone after all. You just thought maybe it was different with you. Did it really only take 5 minutes for him to move on to the next girl? 

“Hey, you okay?” A voice asked, pulling you out of your heartbreaking thought spiral. It was Pope. He was headed inside to get some water. Pope followed your gaze to where JJ and the girl were, the tears in your eyes threatening to slip out.

“What?” You asked after not really processing what he said as you finally broke your gaze off JJ and looked at Pope who gave you a sympathetic smile. “Yeah, I’m fine!” You said wiping your eyes. “My brother’s waiting to take me home, so I gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow?” You sniffled. 

Pope smiled sweetly, “Yeah, see you then Y/N.”

You got into your brother’s truck and he started driving back to your house when you got a text from Pope. 

Pope: I know you lost, but I’m gonna show it to you anyway.

Then another text came through, this one was a video. The video of JJ from last weekend.

In the video, all 3 boys were out in the hammocks, visibly drunk, or high ...or both. JJ being the worst of the 3.

Pope was holding the phone. “So JJ, your turn: who’s the one girl on the island for you?”

JJ scoffed drunkenly and it was clear that he didn’t know Pope was filming: “Bro, obvusly it’s Y/N/N dude. Y/F/N fucking Y/L/N. I’d simp so hard for that girl. ...I just want to buy her flowers. I think she likes peenie...ponies...pennies ..whas it called?” 

“You mean peonies?” Pope clarified. John B looked at Pope and realized he was filming and gave Pope a knowing smile. 

“Yeah those. Penonies, pen- whatever. I just want to treat her like a princess. Like sleeping beauty ...Y/N loves taking naps. Or Belle... she reads a lot n stuff ...or ooh Ariel, that’s the one. She’s just like Ariel ...like a mermaid.”

“Y/N has y/h/c hair” Pope stated but JJ ignored this.

“Yeah anything else, J?” John B asked wanting JJ to continue.

“I dunno dude. I just want to brush her hair n feed her grapes.”

John B and Pope couldn’t help but laugh, “Feed her grapes?” John B asked laughing.

“Yeah, dud-” and with that JJ finally turned and realized Pope was filming, “Arr you fucking recording this?!” JJ asked starting to reach over and wrestle with Pope. 

“Oh my god. I cannot wait to show this to Y/N.” Pope laughed.

There was more wrestling between JJ and Pope before the video stopped. 

You smiled down at your phone. “Thanks Pope <3″ you replied back.

Taglist: @railmerafe @moniamaybank  @hernameisnoell @moonrisebeach @october-cameron @abbyj1822 

[deathbylowden]

It’s Not Over (Part III)

Hi Loves, here is part III of It’s Not Over. Just a quick note, I have decided to give a name to the OC, it’s just easier to write that way, so her name is Billie Gill. I have edited parts I & II with the name change. This part is a bit shorter than the first two but I promise part 4 will be longer and amazing. 

If you haven’t read the first two parts you can do so here: Part I / Part II

“Chris.” Billie ran down the steps to the boat dock where the film crew was setting up. Dressed in a 1940’s style dress and her hair still in pin curls, she was in a rage at the costume designer who followed after her, holding a pair on pants and button down blouse. “Have you seen Chris?” she breathlessly asked a P.A. who just shook their head and went about their business. She spotted Cillian standing with Mark and Tom and hurried over to where they were. “Cillian, where’s Chris?” She stopped in front of him with her hands on her hips.

“Good morinin’ to ya too, Bill” He smirked. 

“Not now,” Billie huffed, “Someone decided to change my costume last minuet and I need to talk to Chris about it.” 

“Oh, I think ya look lovely.” Cillian laughed and she punched his shoulder causing him to stumble backwards, the two had always had a sibling like relationship and she knew he would get her back some how. 

“Children,” Chris’s voice rang from behind them, “Play nice.” He laughed, walking closer to their small group. 

“Chris,” She stepped in front of him, “Why am I in a dress?” she looked down in disgust and motioned at the light blue dress she was currently wearing. “This is not the original costume I was fitted for.” 

“It doesn’t seem like it, Andrea where are the pants and blouse we originally had Miss. Gill in?” He asked with raised eyebrows to the costumer. 

“I decided to go in another direction,” she huffed, her face a light shade of red.

“Bullshit,” Billie snapped, “You both know Elizabeth would never wear a dress in this moment, she knows where she is going the moment she woke up, she would not have put on a pretty blue dress to go into war.” She could feel her heart racing; this was not a battle she was going to lose. 

“Feisty, that one.” Tom chuckled to the group of men who were watching the events before them. 

“You have no idea.” Cillian smirked and crossed his arms across his chest. 

“She does have a point.” Chris smirked looking down at Billie, it was this fire and dedication that made him keep casting her in films and why he loved working with her. “Let’s go with the original costume. We need to start soon, so Billie can change in the boats cabin and they can finish her hair and makeup here before we leave.” He gave Billie a wink and patted her shoulder before heading off towards the camera crew. Andrea rolled her eyes as she handed her the pants and blouse she was currently holding. With a smug look Billie gleefully took them, turned on her heel and made her way down to where Chris said she could change. 

Once in the boats small cabin she unbuttoned her dress and slipped it off onto the floor, humming to the tune of Taylor Swift’s Shake It Off. She slowly slipped on the brown wool high wasted pants and danced around as she zipped and buttoned them. Before putting her blouse on she decided to dance around a little more, trying to get the pre-filming nerves out, with her back towards the door she didn’t notice Jack walk in. He smiled, crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe as he watched her dance around. She was a beautiful mystery to him, and he wanted so desperately to unravel every secret. Before he realized it, she had spun around, startled by the sight of him. Her stomach instantly filled with butterflies at the man standing in front of her in a blue RAF uniform. 

“Oh, sorry. God, I- I shoulda knocked first. Sorry.” His cheeks turned red from embarrassment having been caught watching her. 

“Don’t worry about. I’m not shy.” She laughed and quickly slipped the blouse on and buttoned it up, trying to stay calm at seeing him again after their first meeting. Her laughter made Jack blush further and he didn’t know what to say. Seeing her again made his head spin and he suddenly didn’t know how to form an intelligent thought in front of her. She made him feel lost, and he wanted so badly to impress her. “Really it’s okay.” She smiled, walking towards him, his bright blue eyes locking with hers. “Now come on, we have a movie to film.” She winked at him and patted his shoulder as she left the cabin. 

Once outside she let out a huge breath not knowing how she managed to stay so cool in there. He was even more perfect than she remembered. She quickly made her way to the hair and makeup area, ignoring Cillian, Tom and Barry’s snickering and she speed past them. 

Sitting on the boat, talking to Tom and Barry, Jack watched Billie walked on board; she had a signature jaunt to the way she walked. She made her way over to where Cillian and Mark stood, smiling brightly. It was as if the whole boat seemed to light up when she came on. 

“The way you look at her mate.” Barry said with a shake of his head as he took in the soft expression on Jack’s face. 

“Huh?” Jack muttered tearing his eyes off Billie to look over at Barry before raising his hand to his ear. A small chuckle left Barry and Tom’s lips as they both shook their heads. 

“You look at her as if she hung up the moon or something…as cliché as that sounds mate.” Tom laughed. 

“A bit cliché yeah. And I look at her as I do everyone…stop.” Jack muttered with his hand still pulling his ear. 

“Well I’d hope ya don’t look at me like that mate.” Barry said with his brows raised as he bit back a grin. 

“Shut up Barry.” Jack rolled his eyes letting out a small cough to cover up his laughter, “I don’t even know her really, other than the films she’s made.” 

“What ya talking about?” Billie giggled as she stepped closer to the three men who looked up at her as if they had been caught smoking by the head mistress.

“Just how excited we are to be working with you,” Barry snickered, nudging Jack in the side. 

“Well, I’m excited to work with you all too.” She said as she furrowed her brows knowing they were hiding something. “Anyway, I wanted to invite you all to a dinner on Friday night. I always like to host a little get together after the first week of filming.” 

“That sounds lovely.” Jack said stepping forward. 

“Great,” Billie smiled, feeling her cheeks start to burn. “I was also wondering if you might want to run the new scene between Collins and Elizabeth that Chris sent over last night. We didn’t get to run through it at the table read and I would just like to hear it out loud, ya know?” She bit her bottom lip, a nervous habit Jack had picked up on. 

“He’d love to.” Tom laughed, causing Jack to give him a stern look. 

“Perfect, I don’t think there is anyone in the boats lower cabin, we can run it there.” She smiled and started towards the cabin, Jack fast behind her. 

Billie’s back was to Jack as he reached the last step. He paused and admired her as he had done a few hours earlier. He looked and her long hair that feel over her shoulders, her hands that were currently smoothing out the side of her blouse. And he desperately dreamed of grasping those hands, and holding them tight in his own. But more than anything, he longed to pull her body close to his, to hold her in his arms. 

“Thanks for doing this.” She turned around and gave him a smile. “I always like to run a scene once before I film it.” 

“Of course.” Jack said, taking a step closer to her. “Ready?” She closed her eyes for a moment, shook her hands at her side, took a deep breath and looked back just at Jack, giving him a small nodded to let him know she was ready before turning away from him. The new scene was between Collins and Elizabeth, it was the two of them out on the bow of the Moonstone right before they go to pick up the soldiers at Dunkirk. 

“What are ye doing out here?” Jack asked, positioning himself behind Billie.

“Just needed some air,” She hummed, taking in a deep breath through her nose. 

“Are ye scared?” He took a step closer to her, almost pressing his body against hers. 

“Maybe.” She crossed her arms, acting as if there was a chill in the air. She could feel Jack’s eyes staring at the side of her face. When she glanced over at him, his deep blue green eyes met hers. He had a warm smile playing on his lips, and his dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth. A small shiver shot up her spine and she rubbed her bare arms with both hands. 

“Ye cold?” he asked, instantly shrugging off his navy RAF coat and draping it protectively over her small and narrow shoulders, his long fingers grazing her neck. Billie swallowed hard, biting nervously at your bottom lip, reminding herself that he was just acting and that the chemistry was between Collins and Elizabeth, not her and Jack. 

“Thank you,” She smiled shyly at him, her eyes searching his. The moment seemed to last forever, and she could swear she felt something inside of her shift, just as it had when they first met. “I’m scared.” 

“I know.” Jack smiled as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, placing a hand gently to her face, his thumb slowly stroking her jaw. Jack leaned in closer, closing the remaining distance between the two of them. Resting his forehead momentarily on Billie’s he whispered, “I won’t let anything happen ta ye?” The pad of his thumb traced her cheek, while her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Jack’s gaze slowly dropped to her lips, and even though it wasn’t written in the scene he only wanted to kiss her in that moment, knowing deep down that it was Jack wanting to do it and not Collins. Before he could pull away as not to cross any lines with his costar, he felt Billie’s hand cup his cheek and slowly bring his gaze back to her eyes. She gave him a small smile and nodded carefully, her eyelids fluttered to a close as Jack sealed his lips with hers.