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frmisnow · 2 days

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✧˖ ?! — BIRDS OF A FEATHER.

summary. a unnecessary fight makes you realize just how much you love your boyfriend!

notes. it should be very evident by now that i freaking love writting fluffy/angsty things from time to time, it's kind of like therapy for me (ESPECIALLY kook) so i rly hope you like this as much as i liked writing it!!🫧₊˚ෆ

warnings/includes. jungkook x non specified! reader (tits mentioned at the end), a bit of angst, they are very in love still (& it's deathly obvious), a bit suggestive, kissing, undressing (?), fluff

you hated the fact that he was so stubborn, you hated that he always wanted to be right, you hated how he could never leave your side not even once, you hated that he could never shut up- oh how loud of a mouth jungkook had but mostly you despised that he wasn't here right now, in you both's bed.

and you despised how silent this room was now, without his voice blabbering about all the stupid little things he usually rambeled about while you'd try to fall asleep, you despised that you found your mind travelling to the thought of how his day might've been or if the meeting he was stressed about a few days earlier went well or if the coach was uncomfortable to sleep on.

additionally, you firmly hated how there was nothing else in your head then him- it was a sickness that you wanted to get rid off.

But even that would've been a lie, you loved the feeling of love, you loved how whenever you looked into jungkooks eyes your heart pressed tightly together (even if it hurt), you loved how he'd do anything to reassure you, it didn't matter if it was work, your family or your friends- he was always there, there to tell you how 'you'd be fine' and how he 'knows you'll get through this' or how 'proud he was of you'

you sighed deeply, turning around once again if it was jungkooks body on the other side, you would've hugged him, kissed his shoulders and you'd- fuck.

groaning, now deciding to lay straight, looking up to the ceiling, my god- how much you missed him to a level that was practically pathetic.

it was so stupid, the fight you had, you were never the jealous type so you now looking back at it didn't understand why your heart boiled the way it did when you saw one of jungkooks colleagues talk to him like that- maybe it was the way she looked up to him, maybe it was the way her arm layed firmly on his arm almost like massaging his muscles: you remembered how mad you were all of a sudden and how he was defending her during your argument - it didn't help that she was fucking beautiful.

you wouldn't say you were insecure, you knew your worth and jungkook had made it awfully clear how pretty he thought you were but.. man, it still stung.

all the stories you've heard of your friends men cheating and going behind their backs with gorgeous women certaintly did not help either and it seemed to be that jungkook was deeply hurt by the fact that you'd assume he'd do something like that.

fuck it.

you tiptoed from the bedroom straight to the living room, finding a rather weirdly curled up distressed-looking sleeping jungkook with a lightly snoring bam on his feet, you got a bit closer to his face, gently removing one strand of his hair of of his face as his eyes slowly opened, the soft smile that formed when you played with his hair earlier, washing away.

you didn't waste even just a second, instantly hugging him, his hands almost mechanically out of sheer response wrapping around you, "i'm sorry," you mumbeled against his chest, shifting further onto him, you wanted to be as close to him as physically possible.

jungkook didn't hesitate either, his hands finding themselves quickly entagled in your hair, oh so gently running through, "i know why you felt the way you did and... i'm sorry too"

you lifted up your head just slightly to kiss a few moles on his neck very delicately like he might just break in the next few seconds, "please come back into our bed and talk me stupid"

he let out a little genuine laugh, "there's nothing I'd rather do- i could've never imagined how uncomfortable this coach was, we need to get a- mmh-" you cut him off by kissing him, his hands instantly cupping your face as you both waddled back to your bedroom, in a mix of making out, groaning and little chuckles.

"i missed you," he mumbeled as his own hands wandered to your velvet pj shirt, "and i missed these tits, very much"

the next few hours were sleepless, you didn't close your eyes even once, you couldn't believe that you hadn't really looked or listened to your dearest in like two days so now was the perfect time to do just that.

anything- from his meeting to what he had been having for dinner for the past two days and every so often he'd lean down to kiss your face, his hands staying tightly intertwined with yours.

and you'd smile right into his kisses and when you'd smile, he'd follow and then you'd both laugh at your own corniness, way to loud and way to much.

"i don't wanna go to work tommorow," his voice whined right after the both of you finished giggling, "then don't," you shifted closer to his face, placing a few pecks on his lips to highlight your point.

"it doesn't work like that," he grinned, his eyes half-lidded while his hands reached out to your face almost like he was high, you tried your best to avoid his fingers that were desperatly trying to squish your cheecks, "who decides that?"

you bop his nose in the process as jungkooks arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you even closer to him, mumbling something about, "what if i just magically get sick right now and I'd just have to call in sick... and spend the whole day with my girlfriend, what if that happened?"

you were certaintly in for a treat.

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starlostseungmin · 2 days

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husband!changbin

✰ notes: finally a changbin fic after 2 years omg and i apologize for posting this late as i was busy studying !! special mention to @l3visbby for giving me ideas <33 not proofread. DO NOT FORGET TO REBLOG, COMMENT AND LEAVE TAGS! thank you <33

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Husband Changbin who proposed on a random Thursday evening when you were on a car ride home. He suddenly parked the car by the sidewalk and asked the million-dollar question that would determine your relationship in the future.

Husband Changbin who would always ask you to hold his hand while driving.

Husband Changbin who is tough on the outside but sweet and soft inside. He’s the cutest human being in your life.

Husband Changbin who would send pictures of him while he’s at the gym making you giggle and blush every time. Sometimes he would ask you to work out with him as a form of bond, “You need to exercise to be healthy!”

Husband Changbin whose muscles you want to bite (he would say yes) that you would often ask him to headlock you but he’d refuse because he might choke you later.

Husband Changbin who loves taking an interest in your hobbies and asks you to teach him. (e.g. if you happened to like crocheting then he would gladly pick up his favorite colors of yarn and crochet Dwaekki). At first, he would mess it up and complain playfully but he gets it later on.

Husband Changbin who spoils you A LOT and lets you use his card.

Husband Changbin who’s loud and gets even louder when he’s with his friends.

Husband Changbin who has the most precious and contagious laugh.

Husband Changbin notices everything subtly and gives you the things you want without you asking for it.

Husband Changbin who loves showing you off, enjoys writing songs about you, and telling everyone how great you are, how much he loves you, and how he is so proud of having you in his life.

Husband Changbin whose love languages are words of affirmation, quality time, acts of service, and gift-giving.

Husband Changbin who loves taking photos of you. He would often ask you to pose on a pretty scenery/background so he could choose something to be his home screen later on.

Husband Changbin who takes you on a trip once a month and goes to your favorite places when you need to get off from work.

Husband Changbin who is protective and makes sure you don’t get hurt. He takes care of you diligently, tells you to eat on time, and nags you (lovingly yet strictly) like a mother when something he doesn’t like happens.

Husband Changbin who would put you first before everything and let the world burn just to save you.

Husband Changbin who panics when he sees you crying and sad. He would automatically capture you in his arms as he whispers how much he loves you and that he’s always there when you need him.

Husband Changbin who’s calm when you’re having an argument and tries his best to make up with you. He’s the type to never let anyone sleep in this household unless everything is fine. He may lose his temper sometimes but apologizes a few minutes later.

Husband Changbin who refuses to leave your shared apartment without you giving him a sweet kiss and showers you with kisses when he gets home.

Husband Changbin who loves cuddles on random nights after having a very long day until you two fall asleep on the couch or your shared bed.

Husband Changbin who loves to joke around but when he noticed that you weren’t laughing he’d turn away out of embarrassment and sulk at the corner making you baby him.

Husband Changbin who acts cute and makes questionable noises to get what he wants which you would immediately give in to.

Husband Changbin who would bring up the topic of having kids in the most subtle way but just like the other members, he doesn’t pressure you and lets you decide whenever you’re ready to have one or two with him.

Husband Changbin who never misses a call or text from you and updates you a lot whenever he can despite his busy schedule.

Husband Changbin whom you promised to love to the moon and back no matter what challenges come in your way. You never said your vows for nothing and will love him to eternity.

Husband Changbin who loves you more than anyone and promised to stay with you until death do you part.

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moonydustx · 2 days

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Law buying an Bepo bear to his shy girlfriend!

I loved the idea! I made a small adjustment on the "buy" issue, I hope you don't hate me for it. And of course, I hope you like it.

The Bear and The Target

Lawx F!Reader

warnings: fluff, F!Reader is a little more shy/reserved in this one, Law is a great boyfriend (as always)

a/n: I really loved this idea, Law doing cute things for his s/o is my weakness.

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The Park's lights almost blinded you, as well as people pushing against each other, competing to get to the most sought-after attractions first. Despite having your arm side by side with your boyfriend and watching him dodge the countless proposals of "try this game and win thousands of berris" "bet and compete for the top prize", you were still dazzled by how magical the place seemed. .

"Are the two annoying people going to be a couple for the whole park?" Penguin appeared at your side, taking your arm and watching Law sulk. "Captain, don't be annoying."

"Unfortunately, I'm here for work" he pointed out, turning his gaze towards you. "But you do not."

"And I can't go to work with you?" you asked

"It's not really a job, I just need to figure something out." he tried to dodge the question, not wanting to give too many details. "In the meantime, why don't you enjoy a little night with them?"

"We can go on the roller coaster and then go to the monster house."

"No monster house." you and Bepo responded in unison, both of you clearly unhappy with the proposal. "Can we go in the bumper cars?" Bepo proposed and saw you nod.

"See you later then?" you turned to your boyfriend, who just nodded and watched as you and the group of friends left.

As much as Law was against lying in any situation in a relationship, he had just lied to you and it wasn't one of the things he was most proud of, but he had a good reason.

A few months ago, on another island, he had seen you looking at a huge teddy bear and not buying it. It took a few days for the subject to come up and he asked you why you didn't ask and again, shyness was an excuse.

Law was a reserved person, by pure choice - and almost as a personal whim. However, you were indeed shy. The only people who could break your shell a little were your crewmates and even Law had had trouble starting to flirt with you, not being able to know if he was understanding the few signals you gave in the wrong way.

For that reason - and because his eyes almost exploded when he saw you do or have something cute - he knew that that park was the best place to find what he was looking for so much, that cute and huge bear.

He just didn't expect to find exorbitant prices or bears uglier than any patch he had ever heard of, it was impossible to find something perfect.

In the distance, he could see you and the other crew members gathering around a little tent, as he got closer he saw it was one of those old throwing games, where there was definitely some trickery hidden. Seeing you further away from the others, he arrived quietly, stopping right behind you.

"What are we doing?" When he saw you turn around, scared, his hands soon found your shoulders, reassuring you. "It's just me."

"It makes me calmer, but not less scared." you laughed, your hands itching to clasp against Law, but it wasn't something the two of you usually did in public. "Well, we're trying to win something."

"And you, why are you staying away?"

"This guy at this stand is one of those funny charlatan types who love to meddle." You held back a laugh, seeing his expression darken.

Before you could continue complaining about the man, Law's mind immediately wandered to what was in the background: an immense, white, perfectly stitched polar bear that was just an orange uniform away from transforming into Bepo.

"I am going to try." Law's speech surprised you, making you follow him to the edge of the bench.

"The pretty lady decided to try?" the man said in the most charlatan way possible, but Law responded immediately.

"No, in this case, her boyfriend." He took out some coins and placed them in front of the man. "Which one do I have to hit to win one of the prizes in that row?"

"That one." he pointed to the smallest of them all, further back. "But I warn you that it may take some time."

"Captain, everyone tried and no one succeeded." Bepo commented, clearly more concerned than he should be with the simple game. Meanwhile, you remained closer to him, silently watching the bet unfold.

"There, five rings, five chances." the man passed the pieces to Law.

He tried a few times in a row and failed each time. Both Law and his friends were already sighing frustrated with the fact that almost twenty-five rings thrown in a row had escaped the hole.

"There has to be some trickery in this." Law snapped, frustrated with not getting the bear he knew you wanted. "You're fooling us all!"

"Me cheating?" the man said cynically as he accepted more coins and gave Law more chances. "You offend me like this."

"Well, captain…" Shachi approached his side and picked up one of the rings, slamming it against the counter in front of the two. Soon after, he threw a small piece of paper towards the bow and hit it. "See, you're the bad one, captain."

Law quickly connected the dots. The rings were made of some metal material - which could interfere with the weight or even have a magnet pulling it - and the paper ball was not. One look was enough for Shachi and Penguin to understand that they had to act.

"I'll try again." Law muttered, more as a point of warning to his colleagues than anything else.

"Come on man, confess, there's a scam here." Penguin pulled the guy's arm in a falsely gentle way, stealing your attention along with it. "There's no point in deceiving us."

"I got it!" Law's surprised voice drew the two of you back to the captain's attempts, who was now smiling broadly in the man's direction. "So, my prize…"

"How did you get?" the man shouted indignantly, going to check if he had actually succeeded. "I mean, okay, you can choose your prize."

"Come on, you choose." Law turned to you, seeing your eyes light up at the proposal. "Although I already suspect what your decision is."

"The cute Bepo over there?" Your voice was excited, but in a way that only he heard.

Immediately, Law pointed to the huge white stuffed polar bear, which the man reluctantly removed from the wall. Law's laughter remained contained as he watched you almost itch to reach the bear that the man handed you.

"It's so cute!" You squeezed him, burying your face against his soft fur. "It's so good, it's the best gift I've ever gotten."

"This version of Bepo at least lets us squeeze him." Ikkaku joined you, squeezing the teddy bear as well and listening to the real version of Bepo's mumbles.

"You guys squeeze me too much sometimes, I need to breathe."

"We have the need to squeeze cute little things!" you pressed the plush against your arms.

There was a little relay of who would squeeze your bear - which yes, you nicknamed B2 or as Bepo, the second of his name - until they were back at Polar Tang.

"So, did you like the gift?" Law's voice entering the room was enough to cheer you up. "Does that mean he's already stolen my side of the bed?"

"Just until you come here."

"As if I wasn't already offended since you have to squeeze cute things." he grumbled and it only took seconds for you to throw yourself into his arms, covering any trace of skin and face you could find with smacking kisses.

"You.are.the.best.boyfriend.in.the.world." with each pause, it was a new time that your lips met Law's, this time causing a louder laugh to echo from him. "I loved the gift."

"And I'm glad you liked it." He quickly kissed your lips. "I'm going to take a shower, then can we spend some time together?"

"Me, you and B2?"

"Okay, just tonight. I'm surrounded by bears that give me a hard time." he pretended to be offended, knowing that your reaction would be another kiss on him.

Despite the grumblings - and the exorbitant amount of money spent on the attempts - the vision Law found was worth it. You lay on his bed, one of his t-shirts on your body and attached to your arms, the huge white bear. You matched cute things and for him, that would be worth any game - even if a certain devil fruit power had helped him this time.

#fiction #reader insert #one piece #no use of y/n #requests open #trafalgar d law x reader #law x reader #law x you #trafalgar law x reader #fluff

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iliketangerines · 2 days

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heyyy babes what do u think of mileena,,,,,holding an afab reader down n eating her out........a reader pretty much with shang tsung's personality - a little brat that just needs to be tamed <3

obey your empress

a/n: i'm gonna go drool over mileena now

pairing: mileena x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), overstimulation, pussy eating

Mileena stares at you from across the hall, eye twitching as you show off some flashy trick with your fire magic once more

it was irritating enough to have to deal with the overly proud council who didn’t accept her and Tanya, and then it was another thing to have you in her court testing her patience

day in and day out all you did was jabber and boast and talk and talk and talk, and Mileena was quite frankly tired of it

Tanya gives Mileena an exasperated look as you do another showy trick for the court, and Mileena returns the look

all you seemed to do was annoy Tanya and Mileena

everywhere Mileena went, you went, boasting about your ability, criticizing hers, laughing at her mistakes and giggling all the damn time

and yet, she couldn’t retaliate as empress of Outworld because then she would be put into a lower view in the council’s eyes

and so all she can do is seethe in her seat as you critique and talk and ramble all about you and her and everything in between

she wishes she could put you in your place, to make you comply to her will or shut up at the very least, but technically, you haven’t done anything wrong

that left legal punishments out of the sort, and it left Mileena feeling frustrated all the time as she stared at you from across the room

the next day, Mileena stands in the training ring alone

she practices her moves, to try and hone them better, and there was no one around to bother her, everyone going home in the rising of the moon

and then she hears your familiar footsteps enter the ring, and she turns around and gives you a glare as you saunter around her

you taunt her a bit, saying that it’s a bit sad that she’s practicing all alone, isn’t she the empress, she should have a million people she can spar with

Mileena’s glare on you doesn’t falter as she stands across from you, and you give her a wide smile and challenge her to a duel, your weapons lighting aflame as you say that

the empress lets out a huff of air, taking a short second to think about it

she could just leave you hanging in the dust, she was the empress after all, why bend to the will of you?

and yet, something itches inside of her to fight against you and show you your place, and so she agrees, taking her stance and bearing her weapons

you lunge at her first with a ball of flame, and the spar commences

just like your words, your move endlessly, quick on your feet and clearly not taking the spar seriously as you dance around her

but Mileena waits patiently, waiting for your slip-up to take advantage of your mistake, and soon enough your steps falter as you misjudge the distance of a leap

she leaps toward you, knocking you down and pinning you to the ground, her thigh slotted between yours as she presses the point of her sai into your neck while her other hand pins your wrists above you

you struggle a bit, squirming in her grasp, not yet conceding, and Mileena presses the point further into your neck and moves her thigh up

and then she hears it, a small little moan, and she can see the way a blush overtakes your face and feel the way your cunt is so warm against her thigh

she moves her thigh experimentally against you, grinding it into you, and you let out a louder whimper and stop struggling on the ground

Mileena stays panting above you as you start to sputter out some pathetic excuse, but Mileena tunes you out as she replays the sound of you whimpering in her head

she wants to hear more, and so she moves the sai from your neck and let’s go of your wrists, but she pins your hips down to the ground and moves down

ripping at your pants, she finds you soaking wet, and you let out a yelp, squirming against her arms to try and get away

Mileena pinches your clit harshly, and it gets you to stop moving and squeal loudly into the air, and she smiles wickedly

she moves her hand to spread your folds, and she watches the way you clench around nothing, almost in a trance with how desperate your pussy seems

but you’re silent, nothing more than a blushing mess, and Mileena laughs at you, taunting you for finally having nothing to say

she gets a bit more comfortable, laying down on her stomach so that she’s face to face with your pussy, and she mumbles that you’re just a brat, aren’t you

you go to retort, but she just presses her face into you, burying her tongue into your heat while her nose rubs against your clit

all that escapes is a strangled sound of pleasure, and Mileena smiles against you at the way you’re unable to form a coherent sentence as she eats you out

she fucks you on her tongue, intent of making your mind turn to mush, and her arms pin your hips further into the ground as you squirm

your hands scramble anywhere for purchase, finally finding themselves in Mileena’s hair and tugging on it as you whine in pleasure

she moves her face up to suck on your clit, watching how you throw your head back in pleasure and listening to the way you whine when you come

continuing to lavish you with attention, she lets you ride out your first orgasm of the night on her tongue

and then she watches with delight as you realize that she wasn’t stopping, and you stutter out something

but Mileena ignores you, opting to slide two fingers into your warm cunt and curling her fingers to press right against your sweet spot

any words that you had melt out of your mouth and turn into pathetic whines, and Mileena pumps her fingers in and out of you slowly

her tongue presses into you with firm flat strokes, and she watches you fall apart underneath her fingers

your squirming gets more desperate as you cum again, pain starting to spark with the pleasure, and you plead with her to stop, that it’s too much

Mileena ignores your pleas, continuing to lap into your cunt and watch as you start to cry, head thrown back in pleasure

she finally parts just long enough to tell you that you’re a brat, and brats don’t get what they want before going back to abuse your clit with her tongue

you squirm in her grasp, gasping into the air while your tears stain the training grounds, and you’re useless against her strength as she forces orgasm after orgasm out of you

your struggles grow limp, and your cries turn into sniffles and sobs until finally you’re mostly silent, only the occasional whine coming out of your mouth

Mileena decides that you’ve had enough and teases just one more orgasm out of you, grinding her tongue into you hard and pressing her fingers just right to make you whimper

and finally, she pulls away and stands up, but you stay laying on the ground, fucked-out and exhausted, legs probably too wobbly to walk

she could leave you here, to suffer the humiliation of being found like this in the morning

she could find some rope and just tie you to the barracks, making you the training ring’s whore to keep you quiet

but as you sniffle and sob on the ground, Mileena sighs and picks you up into her arms, kissing your sweaty forehead and bringing you to her chambers

she lays you down on her lavish bed, stripping you of the rest of your clothes and wiping you down gently with a warm towel

you relax into the sheets, eyes fluttering shut and small snores escaping from you as you fall deep into sleep

Mileena wonders just what she’s gotten into, and she turns her head when she hears her bedroom doors open

Tanya stands at the entrance, hip cocked to the side and with a questioning look on her face

Mileena beckons her over to the bed, and Tanya stares at you sleeping peacefully on the bed and than back at Mileena with a small smirk

the empress throws a pillow at Tanya’s head in embarrassment

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thatoneweirdo6 · 3 days

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Stacking Donuts I

Getou Suguru x F!Reader

Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Food Play, Oral Sex, Cholocate Syrup, Donuts, Cum Swallowing, Body Worship, Improper Use Of Food, I have no regrets

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The room was dimly lit with nothing but the moon shining in through the window and the lamp on the bedside table. The familiar sight of the sparsely decorated room was a welcome sight to you as you made yourself at home setting the box in your hands on the table. The bed was neatly put together and smelled just like your beloved, filling your lungs and warming your heart. Your innocent little request from weeks ago was likely long forgotten by him, but you made sure to remember. Suguru was going to arrive at his dorm soon and you couldn't wait. The anticipation was almost enough to have you pacing the room. The sweet sugary scent wafting from the box you brought in, didn't help matters. You were tempted to indulge in the sugary treats you'd brought, but you remained strong, waiting for him to arrive.

Arrive he did, in what felt like an eternity for you, but was far less. The sliding of the door pulled you out of your thoughts, calling your attention to the man of the hour. "Oh, (name). I wasn't expecting you," He comments, pulling you into his arms to bury his face in your hair. A tired sigh fell from his pretty lips, the result of a long day protecting the innocent. "Suguru," You call, breaking the tranquil silence that had enveloped the room. He turns his tired but adoring eyes to you, his grip on your waist loosens and you take the opportunity to nudge him to sit on the bed, "I wanted to try something with you."

Suguru raises a brow, "Do tell, darling," he says, watching as you move toward the box he hadn't seen before. There was anticipation in your every move and a hunger in your eyes, when you turned back towards him, that he recognized well. He leaned back on his bed to watch you through sharp half-lidded eyes. You placed the box on the bed next to him and opened it to reveal the glazed treats inside. The amused smirk on his face didn't falter, nor did he say anything as you got on your knees in between his spread legs, your eyes expressing more than words ever could. Suguru looked between the contents of the box and your hungry hopeful gaze, arousal. He chuckles softly, "Who am I to deny you, doll?"

You slide your hands up his clothed thighs, feeling the tense muscles underneath. With deft hands, you massaged him through his baggy uniform pants. A warm firmness responded to your deliberate enticement, it pulsated with inviting warmth, but despite the growing ache between your legs, you were on a mission. You wrapped your hand around the clothed firmness massaging it with tight firm strokes. Your other hand rested on his thigh, feeling the muscles tense and spasm under your loving touch. Playfully you walked your fingertips up to the hem of his pants, adoring the way his breathing picked up and his skin flushed a pretty rose. His cock stood tall and proud when you freed it from its confines. Suguru was always a sight to behold, sculpted by the hands of the heavens themselves, keeping you wholly entranced. The day you met him is still very much engraved in your mind, and you'd never go back to a world without him. You met his pretty purple eyes with your playful gaze, your lips pressed softly against his length. You gripped what you could of the base of his impressive girth, while your other hand dipped into the box of sweet treats, grasping one with careful fingers. You chuckled to yourself when you felt him twitch once the cool glazed icing made contact with the head of his cock. The hole of the donut was a bit smaller, but it didn't matter if the donut got squished. The slide down to his base was made smoother by the sugary glaze that left its translucent residue behind. You were tempted to lick it clean, from head to base but it would have to wait, despite the way your body ached for it.

Suguru watched you with amused arousal until the box was halfway empty and there wasn't any space left to stack more. Their glaze glistened under the soft shine of moonlight and you couldn't wait a second longer to dig in. You pressed your lips to the first one, parting them to take a bite, you held the tower of donuts steady with your hands and kept eye contact with your mischievous lover. Sweetness filled your senses; a high of sugary euphoria bloomed from your tastebuds as you licked off the excess glaze from his throbbing cock. The prominent vein that ran down his cock pulsed with need and you traced what you could with your tongue, riling him up even further. You steadily made your way through the first donut, taking your time to savor it all while pushing Suguru to his wit's end. His hands gripped the sheets with the harshness of desperate want, minuscule trembles rocked his body. The head of his pulsing cock was free, leaking profusely onto the treats still encasing the rest of the girth, "Fuck... my love, you're being quite devilish today," he purred, a guttural sound full of lust and want.

You couldn't help but think he looked divine under the loving gaze of the moon, flushed a pretty rosy hue, and his hair spilling messily from its bun; inky tendrils cradling and sticking to sweaty skin. The second treat was quick to go, exposing more of his sensitive cock to the cool air of the night. You pressed a kiss to the glistening pudgy head, before taking him in your mouth. With the second donut gone, you had more space to play with, using your deft tongue, you wrapped what you could around the head and bobbed your head, coaxing noises from him you'd never heard before. He was quickly coming undone under your fervent attention and you could feel the way he throbbed on your tongue and the cute jerks of his hips as he tried to keep himself under control. You could spend all night driving him mad, feeling him on your tongue, and savoring the weight and warmth on your tongue. In your impatience, you broke off the third donut, squishing it around his girth and sliding it off; its sugary glaze leaving its pretty mark.

His weeping length was enveloped once again in the warmth of your mouth as you licked him clean. Loud sloppy slurps sounded twice as loud in the solitude of his dorm room. You were making a mess of yourself in making a mess of him, but you couldn't care less as sugar melted against your tongue mixing with the taste of him. You swallowed greedily, delighting in the way his voice rose in volume, clinging onto the ledge with a snapping rope. Your upper lip met with the top of the remaining treats and the rope gave way. Suguru groaned loudly, sounding almost pained as he flooded your mouth with his cum. Decorating your tongue and throat with his own special icing. You pulled off quickly to watch the way his treat dribbled down onto the remaining treats, but you were sure to swallow what had landed on your tongue, a dessert all in of itself. Suguru was attempting to catch his breath, his pretty eyes were closed as he came down from his high, but you weren't done with him. His cock was still standing proud and there were freshly coated treats you were keen on tasting.

"Oh-! W-Wait!" Suguru pleaded breathlessly, but it was for naught as you dove in for another taste, harshly gripping his oversensitive cock as you bit into the remaining desserts. The half-tower of freshly coated delights was destroyed in no time, ruins of the structure were all that remained, but you had more up your sleeve to finish off what remained. "Hhgnh!- W-What are- oh-... " Suguru cracked an eye open at the sudden cool dripping sensation on his stomach. He met the cheeky lust-filled look in your eyes as you squeezed chocolate syrup onto him. The bottle seemed new and he suspected you bought it for this moment. You squirted a generous amount onto his cock, letting it drip onto the ground unconcerned. The bottle closed with a click and was tossed aside; your greedy mouth moved to finish off the ruins of the donut tower. You licked and nipped at the syrup-coated skin, getting your fill of the new mix of flavors. You pumped his girth roughly, making a mess of his weeping cock and the syrup. You lathered his abdomen and balls with delicious attention, using your tongue to lick him clean. Suguru felt he'd go cross-eyed, the way his eyes rolled back, overwhelmed with your fervent attention. His body was warm like a dessert fresh out of the oven. His skin was glossy like butter-coated bread; sweat dribbled down his chin. He was on cotton candy clouds, sinking into the sinful delight of its sweetness. He was being devoured so wholly, an onslaught of sensations just like one would experience when drowned in caloric ecstasy. Like a sugar rush, his body surged with pleasure and despite his best efforts, he couldn't bite back the impending explosive euphoria. He slammed a hand over his mouth to muffle his scream as his cock pulsed. He couldn't see the way his cum coated your pretty face, like the final layer on a cake, you were painted in translucent white. The residual syrup coating your lips and smudged on your cheeks made for a lovely contrast with your fresh coating. Your spit connected your chocolate-coated lips with his spent cock, and dribbled down your chin as well. You'd partaken in a delicacy tonight that you were determined to have again.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu geto #geto suguru #jjk geto #geto x reader #geto smut #smut #fanfic

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When You Say Nothing At All

Pairing: Azul Ashengrotto x GN!Reader

Summary: Just Azul's thoughts about you and your love for him.

Word Count: 900+

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Established relationship.

A/N:

Hi hi! It's been a while since I've written anything. Things happened IRL and.. well, I guess I've been having a writer's block? Sad 😭😭 Anyways, I was listening to my playlist "Old But Gold" while taking my shower and then the song "When You Say Nothing At All" by Ronan Keating played, and then.. ting! This suddenly came to mind!!

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart

Azul liked to think he was a very capable man. He was quite intelligent and confident in his skills. A calculating man who always has a plan. It was how he earned his position as Housewarden of Octavinelle and how he was able to open his own restaurant inside the school.

He lived a busy life. Fulfilling his responsibilities as a student. Attending meetings and doing certain tasks as a housewarden. Being a manager and handling business at the Mostro Lounge. He definitely has a lot on his plate, especially right now with the major exams coming up. Add in his housewarden duties, increased consultations, and then the Lounge getting busier. Work just seemed to pile one after another at an increased rate, wearying him down.

Azul let out a soft sigh as he finally finished working on an important document. He gently set the pen down before slowly turning his head to look at his side.

Right there sitting beside him was you. His beloved. His sweetheart. His romantic partner.

Without saying a word, you can light up the dark

Azul was proud to say that you were the most pleasant change in his life. You made him feel happy. You made him feel loved. You made him feel safe. You were everything to him.

As his eyes trailed over your form, he noticed how cozy you looked, sitting with your legs up on the comfy chair that he specifically bought just for you while leaning against his side as you read your book. He felt his heart pound at the sight of you so close and comfortable with him.

Try as I may, I can never explain

Azul was a busy man and sometimes he couldn't help but feel guilty because of it. He felt that he was lacking as your partner because he couldn't always spend time with you as much as you want. Yet, you always stayed with him. Saying it was okay and that you understand. And that you'll always be by his side no matter what.

What I hear when you don't say a thing

He remembered that one moment during the early times of your relationship. Azul was suddenly swamped with things to do and had to reschedule your date. He felt terrible at having to do so, but you still smiled at him and said that it was alright. You then asked him if it was okay for you to hangout in the VIP Room with him while he worked. It had him confused. As much as he enjoys your company, he didn't want to bore you with just sitting there while he was busy working. You could be doing something else. Something more fun and enjoyable, and maybe in the company of others, but you said wanted to stay with him. You wanted to be around him even if it was just sitting in the same room in silence.

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me

Azul could never forget the bright smile on your face when he agreed to that. The way you suddenly jumped into his arms for a hug and his face a blushing mess as you beamed up at him. He saw how extremely happy you were with the idea of simply being together. You always loved being in his presence, and Azul loved being in yours as well. It was euphoric for Azul to know how much you were delighted to be with him.

There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me

You were honestly too good to be true. Azul sometimes wondered why you even chose him instead of the other people around you. As if hearing his thoughts, your head turned to look up at him and he could see the surprise in your eyes. His eyes gazed at your pretty ones and you stared back at him. It was as if you were trying to figure out what the other was thinking. Then Azul saw your lips curve into a smile. That gorgeous smile of yours that always made his heart leap. And in your eyes, he saw the complete and utter love you always had for him.

The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall

Your hand made its way to cup his cheek. When your skin touched his, Azul couldn't help but place his bare hand on top of yours as he leaned against your gentle touch and closed his eyes in relief. Moments like this reminded Azul of how much you truly loved him. That despite the ups and downs in life, you will always stay by his side.

You say it best

Azul opened his eyes slowly, revealing the blue irises that you always thought and said were pretty. Your face was the same as before, looking at him with a loving expression from the way your eyes gazed adoringly and the way your lips smiled warmly at him. It made him want to kiss you.

And he did.

He kissed you with all of his heart. He poured all his love and devotion for you into that sweet yet passionate kiss. And when you kissed him back with the same passion, his worries were gone in an instant. All that was left were the sparks and fireworks setting in his heart, knowing that you'll always love him as much as he'll always love you, even...

—when you say nothing at all.

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eclecticqueennerd · 2 days

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Elminsters not around, might as well...

Not heavy on the details, but would consider NSFW. Please be advised.

*sorry for the sudden change in title. It was previously called, An Excellent Choice, but renamed to the current title. I feel like this title fits it better, don't you think?*

I think we all agree that Gale uses magic in the bedroom, it's one of the most important things to him, besides you of course. So imagine his surprise when his *non magical spouse conjures a mirror image of themselves for some... playtime. He comes home from the Academy and trudges up the stairs to change clothes only to hear voices coming from inside your shared bedroom. Mild panic settles into his heart, but then he realizes who the voices belong to. It sounds like you're talking to yourself, which isn't uncommon, especially if you were focused on a task. Opening the door, he sees a surprised you and... well... you, standing next to the bed. He looks at the two yous and asks, "What is this?" You reply that you've wanted to do something special for him for a long time and so you made it your mission to study a few minor spells. He'd tell you that you he's very proud of you, that he loves you and that you didn't have to do that. He also questions how you learned if he himself did not teach you. You dance around the question by saying that you'll discuss it later, that there is much fun to be had. No WAY will you tell him you may or may not have enlisted the teachings from Elminster, you're pretty sure Gale would perish on the spot.

You've given Gale the task to figure out which one of you is the real you, he's directed to sit on the armchair in the corner of the bedroom and watch as the two of you perform your show for him. Your image to receive pleasure, you the one to deal it. Gale figures out who the real one is quickly, but let's the two of you continue as if he didn't. Then, he just can't take it anymore and tells you to stop. You and your image look at him and he points to you, the REAL you. The mirror image of yourself disappates and Gale now stands before you, looming over your exposed form with overwhelming desire. You'd ask him how he knew and he'd tell you, "The moment the two of you turned to go to the bed, I knew. You have a mole in the middle of your back, your image strangely did not. Also, your thighs tend to vibrate when you cum." Gale then shows you how much he appreciated your efforts, by giving you all of his.

A few weeks go by, and Elminster pays the two of you a visit. Elminster asks how your magic practice has faired whilst he was away. Gales face pales, and he looks at you. You quickly reply that they've been going well and offer to bring out some cheese, so Elminster would be more occupied with eating rather than talking. You suggest the Waterdhavian wedge cheese and ask Gales opinion. He sits there, on autopilot, and says, "An excellent choice."

*by non magical, I mean that they can use magic, but it's not their main area of expertise

#baldurs gate tav #bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 gale #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #baldurs gate 3 gale #gale brainrot #gale x tav #mirror image #the wizard of waterdeep #rizzard of waterdeep

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alphajocklover · 2 days

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Hello, basic 40 year old flabby, short, wimpy nerd nerd here. Been trying and failing to get fit and transform into a stud since I've been thirteen to no avail. Pretty much decided that that the project is genetic. I don't suppose you can genetically graft me to a hypermasculine dad or maybe a hypermasculine brother so puberty could have dealt me a way different hand?

Huh. I’ll admit, I’ve never really done anything like that before. I mean, I’ve talked about changes that alter someone’s past in previous post, and I performed one myself using time travel (I fucking hate time travel), but what’s you’re asking is so much more intense. You want me to make it so that you grew up with a super manly dad or brother. You want me to make it so your genetics are different, your history is different, so that you’re basically an entirely different person. I’m not sure I’ve ever altered anyone that much before. But… I’m willing to give it a try.

You’re an only child right? And you never knew your dad? Raised only by your mom? Good, that will make this much easier. Now, I should warn you that we’re going to have to be very careful. We’re going to use an artifact that my Uncle left to me. I’ve mentioned him before. I really should tell you all about him one day. Anyways, what we’re using to change you might not look like much, but… it’s very powerful. We need to use it carefully.

Ok, I know what you’re thinking. It’s a little statue of a metal tree. Yes I know I sound crazy but in a world with time travel, an app that turns people into meatheads, and reflections that can swap places with the person they’re reflecting, I think you can give me the benefit of the doubt. The little statuette doesn’t look like much, but it’s one of the most dangerous magic items I own. It’s known as the Family Tree, and it allows the user to, well, alter their family tree. Literally. All you have to do is press your thumb to the wooden base, and the tree grows and changes until it resembles your own family tree, complete with pictures. Then it’s as simple as moving some things around, or adding a picture to the tree. So, let’s get to work.

You asked for a super manly dad, or a super manly brother. But since we’re already changing your family, why not give you both? First let’s change out your deadbeat dad for someone a little more… impressive. A real man, a man’s man, one so muscular and sexy that if he walked out on your mom you’d still thank him for the amazing genetics. But don’t worry, your new dad isn’t going to walk out like the old one. He stayed with your mom (who as it turns out is a real babe with the right man encouraging her), and raised you to be just like him. He taught you how to play sports, how to workout, how to shave your hairy face, even how to make a girl putty in your hands. You were always especially talented at that last one. You’re starting to remember it aren’t you? Everything your dad taught you, how far you pushed yourself because you wanted to make him proud. You especially remember him showing him how to throw a football. In this world you were a natural.

Next is your brother. I don’t wanna give away your identity, or his, so let’s call him Brad. He’s actually your younger brother, not your older brother. You were the one who taught him how to be a man, how to be a stud, and in doing so, became an even better one yourself. As reality changes you remember growing up with him, teaching him the ropes, playing and working out with him. You even remember the girls you’d sometimes fuck together. You remember the first time you and him spitroasted a bimbo, how hot the girl looked and how proud and manly your brother was.

But let’s move on to you. In this life you took after your dad and your little brother, being a natural stud. You were a strong kid, an active kid, but puberty hit you like a dump truck. You shot up, your shoulders widened, and you gained an almost obscene amount of muscle and hair. You’ve got a different personality too. Cocky and confident, a constant flirt and a total bro. You thought you’d never settle down, fucking a different girl every night. Until… you met your wife. Yes, in this world you have a wife. She’s a bit of a bimbo, but the kindest person you’ve ever met. She enchanted you, and soon… while, you were married, and have stayed married for almost 20 years.

You’ve changed your past, your future, and everything about yourself. You’re finally the man you always wanted to be… but your kids are really the lucky ones. They’ve got awesome genetics, killer bodies, and a great dad to show them how to use it, just like how you did growing up.

#muscle growth tf #muscle tf #jock tf #jock transformation #jockification #nerd to jock #reality change #dilf tf

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smoshyourheadin · 10 hours

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spencer’s funeral and his partner is the special guest and roasts spencer so hard and than revels that they are getting a cat together but everyone thinks it’d a baby announcement lmaoooo or however you wanna end it

Special News

pairing: spencer agnew x f! reader

a/n: anon i love this idea so much!! guys please don’t come at me for these terrible jokes i’m just a girl really 😜 also i’m posting sm rn go me

requests are open <33

“lebron james inspired us with his baller moves. steph curry inspired us with his words. spencer agnew inspired us by being a piece of shit, so we would never follow in his footsteps.”

you’re stood at the podium of the funeral, spencer in the coffin next to you holding a bouquet of plastic flowers as he tries not to laugh.

“spencer is a gamer, and we all know that. but if he spent as much time with me as he does on world of warcraft, i’d be the happiest girl on earth, but hey, at least he has a high gear score to keep him company whilst i cook.”

you see everyone laugh as you switch the paper, angela cackling over what you thought was a pretty shit joke.

as the laughter dies down, you continue on. “spencer and me only ever disagree over stupid things, and i think to myself, he must know he’s short when he has to look up to see eye-to-eye with someone who's shorter than him, because i’m always right. i’m sure courtney feels the same about shayne.”

at this, courtney yells “FACTS!” from behind one of the cameras, and you shoot her a wink.

shayne then stares you down, and all you say is “shayne don’t worry, i’m a short king ally!” which he just smirks at.

“i have some pretty bad jokes here, so let’s quickfire some.“ you mutter to everyone.

“if sleeping on my arm were an olympic sport, he’d have more gold than michael phelps.” this earns a giggle from spencer, as you have a folder on your phone of him asleep in the most awkward ways possible, always lying on your arm somehow.

“he’s so obsessed with video games, even his posture looks like it's from a character model that hasn't loaded properly yet.“ this makes everyone cackle, spencer opening one eye to glare at you, and you just laugh him off.

“your gamer boy posture is so bad, chiropractors have your picture on their vision boards on what to improve on.”

“do you guys think that,” you exhale through your nose at what patrick has written on your prompt card. “spencer’s idea of sitting normally the same as a pretzel’s idea of being straight?” which is so bad it’s good, making you crouch down to laugh.

you stand back up after a moment, your stomach twisting over what you’re about to do. it’s going to be so worth it, but gosh you feel bad.

“spencer, my lovely boyfriend, is a mt dew kickstart addict, certified gamer girl, and a soon to be father” and at this last statement, everyone gasps, and spencer’s eyes shoot open and he sits up. he looks at you intently, and you see him experience about a hundred emotions at once

you smile at everyone, turning to a camera, pulling out a printed off certificate of adoption, a picture of a tiny ginger cat taped to it.

“we got a cat!” you say, almost proud of how shocked everyone is

as you turn to look at spencer, you hear shayne’s laugh, and you look at spencer with sympathetic eyes, mouthing ‘i love you’ to him over all the laughter. he just smiles, knowing that this cat is going to be so loved by you both. especially you. because you love him so much.

as you sit back down, spencer sits up. having come back from the dead, he has some things to say. he goes through everyone at his funeral; alex, shayne, damien, tommy, selina, and then, you.

“and finally, my beautiful girlfriend, y/n. my bundle of sunshine, blinding and hard to look at directly.” you scoff at this, and he looks at you with a look that says this is a joke please don’t kill me when we’re home.

“i mean, come on, you cry at surf's up? i guess even animated penguins have higher emotional intelligence than you.” he manages to say through a fit if giggles. spencer always teases you for this, even though he cries at the NGE film. loser.

after wrap, courtney comes over to congratulate you on your cat, and just catch up generally.

“so, cat parents hey? proud of you girl” she says with a grin.

“yeah, i kinda feel bad scaring everyone into thinking spencer gets game in bed.” you reply, earning a laugh from her.

“don’t be mean to me! i’m a player you know?” spencer says coming up behind you.

“okay, sure you are mr ‘i cry at anime’.” you snap back.

he throws his hands up in defeat, and you kiss his cheek, going off to see amanda.

“she’s so cool.” courtney says

“yeah,” spencer replies. “she’s not that bad.”

she elbows him in the ribs, and he clutches his side

“i mean, she’s the best!” he says through strained teeth, courtney doing a proud nod before catching you up.

#smoshyourheadin #amanda lehan canto #angela giarratana #arasha lalani #courtney miller #shayne topp #spencer agnew #spencer agnew x reader #smosh #alex tran #tommy bowe #damien haas #my sillies #i love them

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brendaonao3 · 1 year

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Author: Brenda Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Edge of Tomorrow (2014) Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 1835 Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: William Cage & Rita Vrataski Characters: William Cage, Rita Vrataski Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Post-War, POV Rita Vrataski, Friendship, Bill needs a hug, and a nap, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Bill & Rita Both Have PTSD, Getting to Know Each Other Summary: After the war, Rita pays Bill a visit.

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Yaye, I can finally post a link now that reveals are here! Please enjoy almost 2k of Rita & Bill bonding over their mutual PTSD :D

#yuletide 2022 #brenda writes a thing #edge of tomorrow #bill cage #rita vrataski #pretty proud of the way this one turned out

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totally-not-an-awkward-okapi · 29 days

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Still thinking about that little angel I dreamt about a bit ago so I’ve been binging other angel stuff and felt inspired to try to draw him as @hoaxghost ‘s style of angel.

#weirdly the halo was the hardest part to figure out because he very explicitly doesn’t usually have one. but man I’m charmed by it now #I was worried about balancing what’s damage he received VS slight cracks that ended from that damage making him a bit too human in nature #but it turned out pretty nicely even if it was hard to keep them simple and contained #still very proud of the stylization on his eyes making it look like the bottom one is a teardrop #nope he’s a freak #also yeah committing to he/himing the angel #less in a Boy Way and more in a like… gendering a hen male because you need to refer to that specific hen instead of the group #the boy vs the girls #idk if that makes any sense but that’s my own grammar and how it affects the little grub #my art #my ocs

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ereborne · 2 months

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Song of the Day: March 27

"Long Time Gone" by The Chicks

#song of the day #I'm still thinking about the Country Songs About Country Songs #this is actually a cover too though I never hear the original around anywhere #(it's by Darrell Scott who is also the originator for 'You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive'#turns out he's got a bunch of songs that got picked up and made somewhat more popular in the hands of other folks. an interesting legacy)#the best lines of this song to sing are also the bits About Country Music--well the whole song's about chasing the love of it #but this bit is bemoaning the kids these days you know. country music isn't what it used to be. why back in my day etc etc #it's so so so much fun to sing too because you get to exaggerate your 'I think's until they rhyme with 'Hank'. excellent work #'we listen to the radio to hear what's cookin / but the music ain't got no soul #now they sound tired but they don't sound Haggard / they got money but they don't have Cash #they got Junior but they don't have Hank / I think I think I think / the rest is a long time gone'#it's fascinating to me to think about these songs in (saying 'historical' here is giving me psychic damage but) historical context #because the Darrell Scott original for Long Time Gone came out in 2000 and The Chicks released their version in 2002 #so they were talking about the trend towards American jingoism in country music of the time #versus like Waylon Jennings in 1975 'Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way'#(I typed that and /then/ went back and looked up the release date and I'm so proud I got it right)#already bemoaning the state of country music in the 70s versus good old classic country like Hank Williams Senior sang #(Hank Jr covered Waylon's song in 1981. like yes it's a tribute to his father but also Hank Jr was a big push towards outlaw country #and has a few pretty famous songs himself about not singing like his daddy did. it just seems a strange choice to me)#and then Eric Church put out 'Lotta Boot Left to Fill' in 2009 calling out the shallowness of the country music scene of the time #(talking some only-thinly-veiled shit about a few of his peers in the process)#and then he released 'Stick That In Your Country Song' in 2021 and that /definitely/ put some backs up #that one's a less directed but more direct call-out if that makes any sense #no lines that are direct references to other artists' songs but stronger sentiments overall #not just general 'y'all are getting shallow prioritizing good times and high sales over genuine heart and integrity of craft'#but some straight up 'you have forgotten the face of your father' shit towards country artists and fans alike. the whole industry #a very good righteous-anger song

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alteredphoenix · 10 months

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As glad as I am that BG3 is being positively received, I hope subsequent patches later on down the road allow you to establish friendships with your companions and allow you the option to leave them at just that while giving you to be able to pursue beyond them into consensual romance, because if I ever get around to trying it out for myself I am not going to look forward to having my PC get sexually harassed over and over and over again until the NPC finally takes no for an answer and backs off.