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Two Fangs of Your Affection

Astarion x Gn!reader

Flirtatious banter with your most favorite vampire on a hot summer’s day.

Content warnings: not proof read, reader wearing a dress, heavy flirting, everyone in camp wants you too.

A/N: Inspired by some iconic Astarion romance dialogue that I can’t seem to get out of my head.

“Darling, you know not to wear dresses like that around me.” Astarion was practically drooling as you joined him at his campsite.

You wore an airy peasant dress constructed from soft white linen. The bodice was tight around your waist, and the length of the dress was beautifully tiered with slits down the sides that flowed down to your bare feet.

That’s all you wore. No under garments, despite how sheer your dress was.

“It’s too hot out, it’s all I can stand to wear,” you drew out the words, clearly over exaggerating.

“Poor thing you are, it even seems you’ve attracted the pitying glances of Wyll and Shadowheart.” Astarion returned to his book. He sat tall on a wooden chair that was angled directly toward the sun, he soaked up every bit of its scorching rays.

You lay across from him, stretching out along a little shaded area atop his array of mismatched carpets. You were the embodiment of ethereal beauty as sweat glistened on your skin, causing a glowy sheen along every exposed area.

“I suppose I could find someone else to pester then,” your finger toyed with your bottom lip.

Astarion raised an eyebrow, looking up from his book, and gulping as his crimson eyes raked your body with a sultry glare. “I never once said you bothered me.”

“Well, you don’t seem interested,” you crossed your arms.

“Don’t seem interested? My dear— I’m moments away from ripping open that beautiful neck of yours for an afternoon snack.” Astarion plopped his book face down in his lap. “I know your little game, and I hope you know it always ends the same way.”

“How does it end?” You teased.

“With you, begging me for more.” He said plainly, almost too casually.

“How does it feel being so full of yourself?” You laughed, stretching your legs out longer so that just your feet reached the sunshine.

“Or if you prefer, I can leave you gasping for breath as I drink all your blood away.”

You rolled onto your stomach, head resting in your palms as you held Astarion’s stare, smiling. “That sounds splendid.”

“Hm, there’s a reason why you’re my favorite,” Astarion said getting up from his chair, and sitting on the ground next to you. “Gods, it is hot out, isn’t it?”

You sat up, draping your arms lovingly around Astarion’s shoulders, “Certainly it’s too hot to be hugging you, at least with all this fabric.” You said, tugging at his white ruffled blouse.

“Don’t be daft, sweetheart,” Astarion said resting his face in the crook of your neck. “You’re the one flaunting your skin to a vampire.”

You brought your lips to Astsrion’s ear and whispered “Perhaps it’s on purpose.”

“Hm?” He raised an eyebrow.

“You can have me, all of me. If you would like, of course.”

Astarion longingly pressed a kiss into the back of your hand, followed by his fangs gently pricking your delicate skin, but he quickly pulled away. “Tonight— I’ll come find you, and we can go somewhere… Quieter. For now, run along, and show the rest of the people how absolutely superb you look in that dress.”

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Blade Song (Dance Series)

Word Count: 5,000+

Another part of the Dance Series. Thank you to a beautiful anon who reached out to give me some thoughts and prompts to utilize to bring this piece together. Masterlist here.

The warm embers of an open fire glowed a vibrant shade of red against the sandy shore of the beach. The sun had only just started to become eclipsed by the vast coastline of the ocean, prompting the last rays to tint the air pink as its last farewell. Sounds of singular plucked guitar strings harmonised by the crackle of dried wood in the fire, many among the large troop had risen to their feet to sway their bodies in time to the rhythm; all the Straw-Hat pirates amongst the crowd.

Well, apart from one member.

Zoro lay reclined on his back, his arms cradling the back of his neck as he gazed at the purple hue of tinted clouds beginning to depart in favour of gentle starlight. Peaking out of the corner of his eye, he views Nami spinning amongst the dancers, linking arms with Luffy before laughing and plonking to the ground; becoming exhausted from the vigorous movements.

Shifting downwards onto your knees beside him, you release a gentle cough to alert him of your presence. He shifts his gaze up to meet your position, a wide smile welcoming you as you raise a large bottle of beer to indicate for him to take it from within your hands. You slid your hand to the bottom of the beer bottle to make it easier for him to take it from you without needlessly touching him.

“For me?” he asks, propping himself up onto his elbow, still partially reclining against the sand.

“Of course,” you smirked and nod your head to him, waving the bottle in front of him. He chuckles and grasps the neck of the bottle, nodding in thanks as he gently takes it from you and immediately swigs from it.

You giggle a little, turning your attention back to your troop dancing amongst the crowd; Sanji leaning down to Nami in a polite bow with his right hand extended to ask her to dance. She politely shakes her head to decline, prompting the blonde chef to seem slightly disappointed by the outcome.

“Oh, poor Sanji,” you raise your eyebrows upwards and fall your lips into a tight, thin line; tsking your lips in pity. Zoro looks up at your face, furrowing his brows before turning to look at the chef.

“Why ‘poor Sanji’?” he asked you, taking another swig from the bottle.

“Oh,” you gasped in surprise, not realising your pittance was released from your lips, “its just; he’s a really good dancer and finally has the opportunity to show off his skills and Nami just rejected him,” you shrug.

You turn your sights back to look at Sanji who appeared to be sulking a little more, going back to the food vendor and asking for a drink to drown his partial sorrow. Zoro furrowed his brows deeper in thought, looking between both you and the chef.

“You’ve danced with him, then?” Zoro asked you nonchalantly, again raising the neck of the glass beer bottle to his lips. You brought your attention back to the swordsman at your side, scrunching up your nose playfully at him.

“He’s actually yet to ask me,” you smiled at him, “but I’ve seen him dancing with a few of the women here, and he’s superb.”

Zoro grunted a little at your reply, his voice gruff as he drained the last of the contents of the amber liquid within the bottle. He sighed in contentment as the alcohol hit his stomach, enjoying the slight buzz it brought to him.

“Do you dance, Zoro?” you asked him curiously, arching up your eyebrow to him.

“No,” he replied immediately, without a semblance of hesitation from within. You giggled at his hasty reply, urging your body closer to his position on the sand.

“Not even for me?” you pouted playfully.

“Not even for you,” he nodded without looking at you, exhorting a crease in your brows in response.

“Oh,” you replied, shifting your body back away from the close proximity to the swordsmen.

Zoro was one of the Straw-Hats you found it the most difficult to build rapport with; his gruff exterior intimidating for the cheery and jovial attitude you brought to the crew. Luffy immediately took a shine to you, bouncing off each other’s perpetual warmness to spark joy throughout the crew. Nami began her relationship with you slightly more standoffish, but her exterior cracking the more you hyped her up with subtle jabs and challenges. Your favourite of the challenges you had put to her included: placing a wager on whether she could literally steal the pants off a marine without them noticing, which she absolutely could; a sight to see for the Straw-Hat crew to enjoy together.

Usopp enjoyed confiding in you with his insecurities, prompting a more mentor-mentee relationship to develop between the two of you as you navigated throughout his fears and worries in your travels. Sanji was different. He flirted hard with both Nami and you, as the only women on board. Nami would absolutely not entertain his flirtations in the slightest, whereas you would always reflect the flirtation back onto him; causing a red hue to rise upon his cheeks in response. Everything was always playful with him, never taken further than a brush of a lip upon your knuckles, or a warm rub of the shoulders to comfort your crewman.

That was your role: ships chief negotiator and guidance councillor, building rapport and comradery through playfulness and joy. Zoro was yet to crack under your cheery disposition, which prompted you to seek him out this evening; praying he would finally warm to you. Truthfully, you had begun to develop feelings of great fondness for the swordsman. The way he protected the ship as a loyal knight would to defend the honour of the crown drew you to him immediately.

Zoro sighed, placing down the bottle and fully rising to a seated position as he continued to face away from you. You turned your gaze away from him and looked off to the side, bringing your hands to rest on your bare upper arms to bring warmth back to your skin. The departure of the sun’s rays always brought a chill to your body, the sea breeze carrying the cold and pricking to raise your hair follicles in response to it.

“I, uh-,” you began, turning back to look at Zoro’s face once again, “-I’ll just go then. Sorry to disturb your night, swordsman.” He turned back his face towards you, the subtle orange glow from the fire highlighting his features. You nodded with a smile, rose to your feet and turned to bring yourself back to the merriment of dancers on the beachfront.

Zoro’s eyes trailed you as you extended your hand to one of the men among the beach goers, effortlessly swooping to the sandy dunes and maneuvering your body to sway with them to the beat. You were all smiles and all touches; drawing your hands to the necks, shoulders, forearms, waists and hands of those who you danced with. Zoro watched as the men would effortlessly spin you, grasping their hands and bodies to hold you closer to them and sway to the beat.

Nami approached Zoro, sitting herself down on a tall log next to him as they watched you entwine yourself now within the arms of your captain; his cheery laughter prompting you to radiate the warmth within yourself and join with his joy.

“Not dancing, swordsman?” Nami asked him, quirking her chin to the side to acknowledge him. Zoro grunted in response, continuing to watch as Luffy spun you in his arms, capturing you within his supernatural arm extension to constrict around your waist.

Nami kicked her right foot against Zoro’s left thigh, prompting the green-haired swordsman to frown up at her position next to him.

“You know she likes you, right?” she asked him, narrowing her eyes and smirking down at his sat position. He shook his head slightly, looking back to the captain and the councillor as they swayed their bodies close together to the beat.

“What are you talking about?” he murmured with a growl-like undertone. Nami rolled her eyes at the swordsman and angled her chin upwards at the interaction occurring between the two Straw-Hats engaging in a variety of twirls and sways to the music together.

“The ship’s councillor, Mr Oblivious,” she teased him, prompting his scowl to deepen, “surely you’ve noticed by now.”

Zoro shook his head at her, prompting Nami to roll her eyes with a long groan and maneuver herself to sit on the sand next to him; off the log she sat on prior.

“The way she is with you,” she commented, gesturing to you as you spun Luffy within your arms and trailed your hands to land on his waist, “the way she restrains herself with you.”

“Restrains herself?” Zoro asked, sitting upright and paying closer attention to the dance between you and Luffy, “what do you mean?”

Nami groans and sits closer to Zoro, nudging him with her shoulder, “watch them. Pay attention to her.”

Zoro rolled his eyes and began to narrow his gaze onto the way you were dancing with Luffy; all hands, swings and grazes: touches. Zoro’s eyes widened slightly as you laced your arms around the captain’s neck as he placed his arms around your waist, hoisting you into the air in a spin before you both collapsed onto the sand below; all smiles and laughter.

The swordsman shrugged his shoulders and continued to watch the interaction between you and Luffy; you placing your left hand on his right shoulder, he bringing his left hand over his front to clasp it around the back of your hand; both heads tilted back in laughter.

“Her hands?” Zoro asked, his monotonous tone raised in question.

“Yes,” Nami confirmed with a nod, “her hands, Zoro.”

Zoro shook his head, not quite understanding what the navigator was attempting to tell him.

“Look, Zoro. You are as clueless in navigating romance as you are in navigating a ship,” Nami groaned, placing her hand on Zoro’s left forearm, “she loves physically. She finds comfort in touch.”

“So?” Zoro asked, shaking his head, “what’s that got to do with me?”

“So,” Nami says slowly, rolling her head to lull back at the sky, “she doesn’t touch you, does she?”

Zoro furrows his brows in thought, shrugging off Nami’s grasp on his shoulder before trailing his eyes to zero-in on the Straw-Hat crew still dancing together. He recalls the way you have approached him so far; always with a small gift to present to him: a beer, a plate of food, a tool he required for maintaining his swords. You would sit close enough to him to be actively in his presence, but without making any physical contact with him. Praising his swordsmanship as he practices movements and motions above deck, you would watch him while notarising specific items you would need for the next upcoming adventure. All his thoughts falling back to you expressing your comradery with him in every way apart from physical.

He watched as Sanji returned from the vendor, an empty beer bottle clasped in his firm grip. He watched as Sanji placed the beer bottle on the sand next to him and extended his right hand out towards you as an invitation to dance while simultaneously hoisting you to your feet from your position on the floor. Zoro’s eyes widened before narrowing as you accepted the chef’s invitation with a wide smile and allowed yourself to be thrust flush against his body; legs lacing themselves together to join at the hips, swaying and tastefully gyrating to the rhythmic guitar.

The chef spun you in his arms, turning you to face away from him while circling both his and your arms around himself and continuing the sway. You both would take small steps to the left and right before Sanji effortlessly spun you twice to face against you once again. Zoro ignored the way his chest began to feel heavy under the weight of him viewing you both dance together, his breath hitching as Sanji’s hands wove themselves against your hips with a warm blush creeping up the chef’s face. Zoro couldn’t tear his eyes away from the movement of you reaching your hands up in the air and raking your fingertips against your forearm as you allowed Sanji to manipulate your body as an instrument of artistry.

“You’re an idiot,” Nami sighed, Zoro tearing his eyes away from the dance between you to scowl again at her.

“What are you talking about, Navigator?” he growled under his breath.

Nami smirked, turning her gaze to the captain as he waved her over towards him with a beckoning gesture. She placed her right hand on the dunes below, springing herself to her feet in a swift motion. Reaching an arm out towards the swordsman and grasping his left wrist, she pulled him to his feet and stepped into his intimidating proximity to utter in a low tone, “the sooner you realise you like her back, the easier it’s going to be for everyone.”

The navigator smirked, turning away from the standing swordsman to bring herself into the outstretched hands of her captain, laughing as he spun her into a dance again.

Zoro was left perplexed, not really certain what he should do with the nonsense spurted from the navigator. He found himself stalking the perimeter of the dancers slowly, keeping his eyes trained on the chef and the councillor as they continued to embrace one another.

He hadn’t given much thought to romantic encounters of late, training his body through strength and agility to become the world’s greatest swordsman to finally beat the title away from Dracule Mihawk. Seeing the way you swayed with the chef, now arching your back up into his torso and falling your hands slowly to find the back of the blonde’s neck with small shifts in your hips, he couldn’t help but picture you performing those movements with him.

You were always so careful with him; so cautious to not cause him any discomfort as he slept, ate or trained. The way you so cautiously and playfully asked him to dance, only for him to immediately shoot you down weighed heavy on his heart now, the pit growing stronger the longer you remained in the blonde’s arms.

Zoro found his teeth clenching as he watched Sanji lean his head against your neck, his lips almost meeting your clavicle as he raked his arms over your back and held you in a tight embrace, flush against his body as he spun and dipped you. You arched your back further, keeping the chef’s body against you as you leaned into him. The swordsman never felt the desire to study how to dance rise within him. He was now regretting never learning how at this very moment.

The tempo of the guitar began to slow, bringing the dance to a close. You and Sanji broke away from each other, laughing and applauding the musicians in appreciation of their craft. Zoro’s eyes beamed on the chef reaching his right hand out in search of your own, bringing your knuckles up to brush against his lips with a gentle caress. A melodical giggle presented itself through your lips, a coy smile drawn to your features as a small pink blush spread across your nose and cheeks.

Zoro needed to hit something; something that doesn’t matter to the performance and smooth sailing of his ship or crew. A growl released itself from his lips as he briskly began his descent towards the ocean shore, away from the view of the gathering of individuals dancing together around the fire.

“Thank you, Sanji,” you laughed as he released your hand from his grasp.

“Any time, love,” the chef replied, his yes falling on the ship’s navigator as she cheered for the musicians gleefully. You trailed your sites to follow his, looking at your orange-haired crewman.

“You going to try Nami again?” you quirked your head up at him, his eyes falling back to you in response to your question.

“After the bitter taste of rejection the first time?” he smirked with a light chuckle, “not in the slightest.” You scoffed at him, turning to view the crowd again; searching to locate your green-haired crewmate.

“He went down to the shore,” Sanji spoke beside you, a knowing smile drawing to his lips, “just in case you want to face your own rejection a second time.”

You rolled your eyes and lightly tapped Sanji’s shoulder to reprimand him, “I’ll tell you what, chef-.” His gaze softened in your addressal, nodding for you to continue on; “I’ll go get the swordsman and face my rejection, if you go to our navigator and face your own. Deal?”

You held out your right hand as indication for him to shake it. He clasped your hand within his own in a the perfect balance of a gentle but firm grip, uttering; “deal.”

As your pact was sealed, you turned from your blonde chef and walked down the dunes towards the shoreline as Sanji shook the hair away from his eyes and huffed out any inhibitions preventing him from approaching the navigator with an offer to dance.

Returning back to the log with your equipment laying against, you reequipped your cutlass and in its scabbard around your waist as you began your trek towards the foam of the ocean as it waded against the shore.

You brought your hand up to your brow as you narrowed your eyes in search for your green-haired, ear-pierced swordsman; falling your sights onto his as he effortlessly maneuvered himself while wielding three swords in a flowing movement. Your gaze softened as you watched him spin slowly with the blades, brandishing them with complete control and fluidity.

Gasping, you could almost see his movements slow in motion; focussing on his firm grip on the blades as his eyes bore down in complete concentration and control. You zeroed in on the flex of his forearms as he brandished his swords outwards, sweeping them throughout the air and halting them outwards, facing their tips to the sky.

Sitting yourself down on the dunes, you placed an elbow against your knee and cradled your face in your palm; watching the swordsman as he continued to flourish his skills with his blades outwards and inwards; the wave’s gentle crashing against the beach the soundtrack to his movements.

Time seemed to stop and slow as you watched him brandish his blades, spinning and turning with the perfect combination of control and ferocity. You couldn’t get enough of him, tilting your head and taking your bottom lip between your teeth as you unabashedly gawked at him.

“Don’t think I don’t see you there, Councillor,” Zoro called to you, his voice slightly muffled by the blade clutched between his teeth. You jolted your body back, unclenching your teeth from your lip as you looked down in shame.

“Apologies, Swordsman,” you spoke in a low tone, forlorn as you began to rise to your feet to turn back away from him. He took his third sword away from his lips and sheathed it at his side along with the other two in their scabbards.

“I didn’t say I minded your gaze,” he confessed with a smirk, trailing behind you in his approach.

You halted your retreat, turning back to face him once more with a furrow in your brows and a quirk in your jaw. His smirk softened a little as his eyes met with your own. You shook your head as you stepped closer to him, still remaining out of his reach and general proximity.

“I can’t get a read on you, Zoro,” you admitted with a small nod, “you either hate me more than anyone else among the crew or you’re completely indifferent towards me as one would be a complete stranger.”

Zoro took a step towards you once more, stalking forward and bringing his body fully into the sphere of your personal space. You chose to not budge or maneuver your body away from his, tilting your head to bring it upwards and quirking it to the side.

“Fight me,” he uttered, his eyes half lidded as he spoke in a low tone.

“What?” you furrowed your brows in question, shaking your head a little while floating your eyes between his two brown orbs through your eyelashes.

“Fight with me, I should say,” he smirked as he reached his left hand forward, initiating first contact between you as he clutched your right hand in his firm grip.

“Zoro-,” you began, trailing your gaze away from his eyes and looking at his hand placed against your wrist. He took a closer step into you, bringing his right hand up to clasp your wrist; dragging his left hand to lace themselves within your fingers.

“-I won’t dance,” he uttered in a low, monotonous tone; trailing his eyes to your fingers as he smoothed over your wrist, “but I can fight.”

He stooped his head downwards, his eyes closing at the proximity while smoothing over your skin with his thumb, rotating in gentle circles.

“If this be the only way I can draw you close to me,” you whispered lovingly up into his face, “I will gladly cross blades with you.”

A small smile draws itself to the side of Zoro’s lips as he reopens his eyes, seeking your own eyes to hold his attention and affection.

“Draw your cutlass, Councillor,” he murmured lowly, leading you down to the coastal shore by your hand to place your shoeless feet on firmer flat sand. He reluctantly released you from his grasp, turning away from you to retract his blades from their scabbards.

“I am no match for your skill, Swordsman,” you uttered while retracting your blade from its place against your hip and raising it, “but I will do my best to keep up with you in our dance.”

He quirked his head to the side with a smirk on his features, placing his third sword between his teeth once more. You drew your sword up to your face and held your non-dominant hand out to the side to ready yourself for his relentless attack.

Charging at you, his arms drawn back; you side-stepped him as he thrust his right sword at you. Continuing to avoid and evade his attacks, you circled to reach behind him to strike. He leapt within the air and spun his legs outwards to retreat from your advance.

Circling back around and side stepping your attacks, he brought his torso closer to you; the large gash from his dual with Mihawk pulling your attention to his chest. He followed your gaze, halting his next movement as you stopped your own.

He stepped closer to you, parting his lips to drop the white blade from his teeth and fall it to his open and awaiting hand. You flit your eyes up to search his as he spun and nudged his legs toward you, his swords now all clasped in his hands. You widened your eyes in shock as he began to sweep his blades at your feet, prompting you to flee from his advance towards the ocean away from him.

You jumped a little as your toes were met with the cool salted water, prompting you to lose your concentration slightly at the shock. You felt the blunt end of a blade snap itself against your dominant hand as a small reprimand at your action, bringing your sights away from the waves and back to the swordsman in front of you. He continued to trail you in a circle, lowering his body towards the ground as a predator would stalk its prey.

“See,” you said, flicking your sword down at your feet while circling your body away from the water, “I’m absolutely no match for you with blades.”

Stopping his relentless pursuit, he drew his body closer to you and swept his three blades off to the side.

“And I am no dancer,” he smirked before falling the small twinge of a smile from his lips.

You shook your head at him, a small smile pulling at your lips at the interaction. You continued to hold the distance between the pierced swordsman and yourself, raising the tip of your blade at him to halt his advance. He trailed his gaze, holding firm to your every movement in preparation for an oncoming attack.

“You can topple marine bases, slay enemy pirates, collect high bounties with ease,” you taunted him, narrowing your eyes as you gestured to his body with the tip of your steel, “but you cannot handle partnering a woman in dance?”

He growled in response, his eyes narrowing at your taunt; “if you want to be swept off your feet with crude gyrating and twirls, go back to the blonde chef you like so much.”

You dropped your smirk, widening your eyes at his comment and flourished your blade off to the side in a sweeping motion.

“Is that what you would like, Zoro?” you asked him, reducing your voice to little above a whisper, “to have me thrust into the arms of another?”

Zoro’s jaw tightened behind his lips, his teeth clenched firmly at the accusation. He offered no verbal response, prompting your brows to twinge a little in sorrow. You shook your head and flourished your cutlass, placing it back into your scabbard in a swift movement.

“So be it,” you said with a curt nod, bowing in a deep curtsey to the swordsman, “thank you for the invitation to cross my steel with yours, but I fear our little spar draws to an abrupt close.”

“We’re not done yet,” he uttered darkly, approaching you in a slow prowl.

You rose from your curtsey, a small smile pulling at your lips as your eyes met once more; “I will go and seek out someone else to join in crude gyrating to the music performed at the fire side-.”

Your words caught in your throat as the swordsman retracted his blades within his scabbards, closing the distance between your bodies in a swift motion and towering his body over yours. He stooped his body towards you, his face being a whisper away from colliding with your own. Your breath hitched in your throat at his proximity, feeling a heat pool over and rise within your chest and flood your cheeks with a rosy tinge.

“I said-,” he tilted his head while whispering intimately close to your lips, “-we’re not done yet.”

A shudder broke through your shoulders, a small whimper falling at his tone escaping from between your parted lips. He reached his hand up to brush some fallen strands of your hair behind your ear, you leant your body in to his touch with closed eyes. Trailing his fingertips down, he clasped your chin to firmly prompt you to reopen your eyes to look up at him through your eyelashes; his own brown orbs half-lidded as they bore down on you with intensity.

Flittering your gaze between his eyes, you arched your back up to him; no longer cowering away from his touch but embracing it.

“You no longer desire me to return to Sanji-?” you asked him in a breath under a whisper, trailing your gaze to stare at his lips.

“-I desire you,” he uttered in a low tone, bringing his lips to graze along your jaw alongside his fingertips. Your eyes fluttered closed as the brush of his lips trailed upwards towards your ear, breath hitching as you felt his mouth press down tenderly at your jaw.

You brought your hands up to circle around his neck and toy with the hair at the nape of his neck, your fingertips brushing against the long gold-drooped earrings hanging from his left earlobe.

“You desire me enough to dance with me by the fire?” you gasped as he increased the amount of pressure against your neck, trailing open-mouthed kisses back up towards your chin and the corner of your lip. You felt him smirk against the corner of your mouth before he broke away from his subtle trail.

He pressed his forehead against your own, closing his eyes as he whispered his response; “no.”

Your shoulders immediately dropped, your arms releasing the swordsman from your grasp. You broke from his embrace and stepped away from his close proximity.

“You toy with my feelings, swordsman-,” you began, only to have your words be halted by Zoro.

“-I don’t know how to dance,” he chuckled, shaking his head while trailing his left hand to rest behind his neck, “I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

Shock overcame you, your gaze trailing the open shirt of the swordsman down to his thighs and calves before bringing them back up to his torso and flittered down to his forearms.

“Let me show you how,” you uttered hastily, bringing your body back within its earlier intimate proximity; holding out your hand as an invitation for him to grasp it, “just take my hand.”

He turned his gaze down to the ground, muttering below his breath; “what am I doing?” before he reached out his left hand to clasp around your right, allowing you to pull him into a closer proximity.

“I am your sword,” you informed him, placing his hand to the small of your back, “and you are my master.”

Zoro released a small growl at the words you uttered, truly relishing in his title you bestowed him.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself now, Swordsman,” you warned him playfully, placing your hands upon his shoulders with a small giggle. His grip settled on your waistline, smoothing his arms and hands over your hips.

Off in the distance by the side of the large bonfire, small plucked strings of the guitar trailed its way to melodically converge against the crashing of the waves to create a sweet harmony within each other. Both worlds began to collide; the ferocity of sword wielding against the subtlety of a gentle sway of your hips.

“Now,” you said, rolling your neck up to gaze into his half-lidded eyes as he held your attention, “wield me. Tell me with your body what you want me to do, and I’ll follow you anywhere.”

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Swim in Waves, Chill in Caves ༄ S. Geto

"I went to the beach with my friends!! Only for me to...run into Gojo again!!? And to make things crazier, I met his attractive best friend who heard "so much" about me??!! Thanks to Gojo's nonstop blabber-mouth, Geto was interested in me in ways I would rather not be known for!"

A/n: Yessir, three for three, it's time for the third part of my summer series!! It's now Geto's turn to have a piece of Y/n, and, like Gojo, this is my first time writing something for Geto! In case you aren't aware, this fic is linked with Gojo's fic as the plot from his fic propels the actions of what's going to transpire in Geto's narrative. I hope you enjoy this, and tysm for 1.7k followers, giving each and every single one of ya a hug (unless you don't like hugs, then I send you finger guns, pew pew!!)

Also, this is connected to the Gojo fic previously released. So if there are references that have you like "???," you're free to go read that fic first before diving straight into this one. And yeah, without further ado, please enjoy this piece~☆

Series m. list!! This entry has been updated along w/ its contents.

Cw: Geto x fem! reader - explicit content, so minors DNI - age difference (the reader is at least in their 20s; Geto is around early 30s) - oral (m! + f! receiving) - heavy depictions of a blowjob - semi-handjob - sex at an open area; cave by the beach - 69+ doggy style/backshots + missionary position - unprotected sex but Geto doesn't shoot inside (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - fucking while the sun sets, lmaooo - pet names (baby, cutie, sweetheart, sweetie, princess) - clitoral play (swiping and pinching) - Gojo is here so expect some silliness.

Wc: 7.2k (7.9k with bonus scene...I stayed up til 6 am finishing this)

Dear Diary...It has come to my attention that I've seen you this summer way more than I anticipated. Truthfully, I never expected to need you again. While life for me is unpredictable right now, the only thing I can turn to is you...

"Hey, Megumi!" Your body jerks at a familiar voice. "Have you seen Y/n?"

"They said they went to grab something real quick." Another familiar voice. "Now help me with this cooler, Itadori."

"Right, on it!"

It's now coming down to the middle of summer. An entire month and a half of internship has kept you busy, constantly building new skills within your career exploration. In addition, you gain new skills and insights from your colleagues. And now that your practicum is almost over, you can't help but feel a rise in accomplishment.

So, how do you celebrate? By going to the beach with your best buds! Oh yes, the gang — Yuuji, Megumi, and Nobara — who are all proud of all you've done this summer thought it's best to go out and hang out this weekend! You weren't one to turn down a lovely day at the beach with your friends, so you packed up your cutest bathing suit, hopped in Nobara's car with the rest, and the four of you drove to enjoy the day together.

With the smell of the ocean hitting your nostrils and the rays of the sun bathing your skin, the day was going great as you and your friends enjoyed every moment of it!

That is until during the delightful moment that you bumped into a familiar face — a face you didn't think you'd ever see again, not with your friends present at the very least. And it's thanks to said familiar face you've once again stumbled upon an unpredictable dilemma.

So much so that you are hiding from your friends, inside a guest room at a beach house, writing in your diary. And yes, said beach house doesn't belong to you, not even your friends. So how did you end up in some random person's estate? Well, leave it to your pen and paper to retell what conspired today.

Firstly, my friends and I just finished lunch at this seafood restaurant (NTS: they offer superb seafood boils). Having walked along the boardwalk for about half an hour, it was time to head for the beach...

The sun was blazing hot outside, yet the ocean breeze kept heat bearable. Many people were at the beach this time of year, families building sandcastles together and surfers riding the active waves. Not to mention the many children bringing life to the setting by playing around in the shallow tides.

You and your friends were able to find a nice, comfortable place to put your stuff at. Before swimming, the four of you figured it'd be great to stretch your bodies around and play some beach volleyball! There was only one problem: other families and athletes had taken all the nets, and none of your brought one of your own (plus they're expensive). So what do you do? Use what ya got and just pass the ball!

"I got it!" Yuuji shouts as he dives to prevent the ball from hitting the sand, propelling it up for Nobara to set up for you.

"It's yours, Megumi!" you call out the raven-haired friend who digs the ball for Itadori to pass.

Five minutes become ten, and ten minutes become fifteen. Before you know it, thirty minutes of constant back and forth between the volleyball has you all engrossed in the game, completely forgetting about the body of water that is waiting for y'all to participate. Although, you all were having way too much fun to stop.

Well, until Nobara jumps and spikes the ball a little too hard and hits Itadori right in the face, the ball flying further away from your direction. You call out to say you'll get it while the brunette argues with the salmon-haired other ("Nobara, you did that on purpose!" "Oh, shut up. Let me see your face, ya big baby.")

Your eyes never leave the ball as you run to catch it from the air. I got it, I got it!

However, you should've paid attention to what's in front of you rather than above. Because had you done so, you would've noticed the dark-haired man who jumped up to catch the ball mid-air. Shocking you for a split second before you come bulldozing to another person, bringing you both down to the sandy ground.

You assess no sense of pain on your end and then realize you're on top of the man you came crashing towards. So apologies are quickly thrown to the other below you while you slowly get up. "Oh my God, I'm so, so sorry about that! I should've looked where I was going!"

"No, no, you're fine..." the man you notice has snow-white hair mumbles under his breath, taking off his dark circle shades to flick off any sand. "Damn, you got a strong tackle; someone outta scout you for a scholarship."

The comment was meant to bring humor to the situation. You stifle a giggle. "Please, I really am sorry abo—" Before you could finish that sentence, your eyes start to take in all of the man's appearance — whose tall figure you're still crawled up on. White hair and lashes, beautiful blue eyes, tall, lean build with chiseled abs I want to rub against—HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE!!!

You remove yourself from the male and stand to look at him from above. Even with the blue Hawaiian shirt opened up to proudly display his pecs and abdomen and the black and purple swimming trunks, the surname you said was the only candidate for who you were looking at. "GOJO!!??"

The man you have spoken with on an online dating app not too long ago. The man you went on a blind date. The man you slept with on the same night. Satoru Gojo peeks up at you before putting his sunglasses back on, sky blue eyes widen with recognition, and a cheeky smile creeps up on his face. "Well, well, fancy seeing you again, princess."

The familiar pet name causes your face and ears to be covered in an agonizing heat beyond the sun's authority, especially when the white-haired man stands up and dusts off the sand on his shirt and swimwear. His height that once had you taken aback the first meeting, doing so the second time around, and of course, the fucker had to have his abs out for you to gawk. "W-What are you doing here?" Your perplexity was still adamant in your question.

"I'm here to enjoy the nice summer sun, aren't you~" he replies with his usual chipper attitude. "Actually, though, I always come down to spend a weekend with my close friends — it's kinda like a tradition we do every year. One of them has a beach house not too far from here."

You blink. "Close...friends?"

"Yo, Satoru," another voice behind Gojo hooks your attention. "You know this person?"

The man who spoke was another fairly tall man — not absolutely towered by Gojo, but fair enough for you to notice the slight difference. Long jet black, draped hair kept in the back with bangs that partially cover his left eye. A matching Hawaiian shirt with a red color (and, unfortunately, also exhibiting his stomach and pectorals) and black and red trunks complete the look. And he's holding the volleyball that pummeled poor Yuuji's face.

You only stare at him as Gojo does the introductions. "Hmm? Oh, Y/n. This is my best friend, Geto. You know, the one I told you about."

Geto, Geto...The name is repeated until it rings a bell, and everything around you comes to a standstill. Suguru Geto, the best friend of Satoru Gojo since high school. Just when this day couldn't get any worse, you not only bump into your one-night stand but meet his infamous partner in crime from their days of youth. And worse, he's just as [if not more] attractive than the slender snow-haired fellow!

"Wait! He's THE best friend??" You exclaim, and Gojo happily confirms your suspicions.

"Yeah, that's him! The one whose hair I barfed on when I chugged that beer at the house party and gave me a weed brownie as payback!"

"Is that story the only thing you want people to know me for?" Geto glares at his friend, but the taller other only shrugs off the complaint. Geto sighs and turns to you, and then his brows draw upward while surveying your figure. "Y/n...You mean the one who—"

"Hey, Y/n!" Your stomach drops to the ground remembering you didn't come to the beach alone, turning around to see the other three make their way to you. The salmon-haired man, his face red from Nobara's spike, resumes speaking. "What's the holdup?"

You try to answer until Gojo cuts you off with a joyful salutation. "Megumi!"

Your raven-haired friend doesn't return the exact manner, greeting with a scowl. "Gojo..."

What the fuck!!? "You two know each other??"

"Of course! Me and Megumi have been pals since he was in his elementary years." The high school teacher informs you as if it was a known fact, feeding more to your stupefied mind. "Known his dad for years; we're practically family friends!"

"More like an annoying uncle..." Megumi rolls his eyes before turning to face you. "Don't get mixed up with this guy, Y/n. He may seem like a likable guy. But he's just a carefree clown who doesn't take things seriously. Both out and in private life." Based on the emphasis on that last assertion, Megumi is aware of Gojo's philandering activities. You nod at your friend's advice, but the gulp to ease the uncomfortable bob in your throat is difficult to swallow. I'm afraid that's too little too late...

Gojo places a hand on his heart and conveys a faux hurt expression. "Jeez, Megumi, your words cut deep, you know...Besides," your body goes rigid when the tall man wraps an arm around your shoulders. "Me and Y/n have already been introduced before."

"Hm? How do you know this dude, Y/n?" Nobara is the one to ask the question for the other two, and now you're pushed into a predictable corner you couldn't foresee coming today of all days.

The reason why you went on a blind date with Gojo in the first place is because of a dumb bet, thanks to Nobara. And after said date, you told the brunette about it — minus mentioning that you went with Gojo. The only thing you noted to her was that the person's name started with an "S" and the last with a "G" ("Wow, can you be vague enough, Y/n?"). Nothing about their physical appearance other than the guy being tall. Now, with the said guy who fits the criteria slouching close with his arm around you, the countdown to your eventual, embarrassing demise begins.

You turn to the tall man, a mutual signal for aid. But before Gojo could say anything, the other male behind him intervenes — "Y/n met Gojo through me," Geto admits disingenuous. "We were at a diner, and we saw them walking by and got to talk with them for a while.

Everyone turns to look at the dark-haired man, you and Gojo bearing a look of confusion. But you don't say anything; neither of you does when Geto gives you two a quick wink for reassurance.

The trio stares at the two men before Nobara walks up and takes the volleyball from Geto's hands. "Is that right...Well, Mr. Man Bun—"

"Geto."

"Yeah, whatever," the correction doesn't faze her. "Since you and your friend here seem to be acquaintances with Y/n, how about you come play some ball with us. I saw you jump to catch the ball, so don't complain about some old man bones."

You squeak from the boisterous laugh Gojo lets out, "Ohoho, don't start something you can't finish. Ever heard of respecting your elders?"

The brunette grins, "Nah, fuck that."

"Hmph, that's what I like to hear." Finally, Gojo lets go of you and walks with the three to play by your spot. A giant sigh isn't enough to convey the emotional distress you're experiencing, especially now that your one-night stand is now socially fitting in with your best friends.

So much for acquaintances...

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Two hours fly by excruciatingly slow because now that Gojo has met your friends and has been spending time with them, you can see that they start to like and adapt to his friendly attitude (can't say the same for Megumi, the raven-haired friend taking his presence in a tolerable form). Perhaps hadn't you known the man prior, you would've felt the same. Unfortunately, though, this is the exact man that had your tipsy ass bouncing on his cock in a hotel room after drinking three cocktails. Memories of that night have your face transition to an insufferable heat.

To make matters worse, Gojo had the brilliant idea of bringing you guys to the residence he and Geto were staying at. A simple yet lovely and cozy two-story beach house by the boardwalk that his other close friend owns, overlooking the beautiful ocean. Said friend — Shoko Ieiri, a well-acclaimed surgeon — welcomed the four young adults to her space, telling them to make themselves home. And when Yuuji opens his big dumb mouth saying that the four of you haven't checked in to a hotel yet, the older woman insists you stay in her spare rooms on the bottom floor! Because any friend of the snow-haired idiot is a friend of hers.

So now your turmoil grows tenfold, seeing your friends getting closer and closer to Gojo's inner circle, the pit of your stomach stirring into an uncomfortable swirl of emotions. If you hadn't met the man before this trip, you'd enjoy being in the same boat as your friends and not kicking yourself repeatedly as your two worlds collide unintentionally.

You sigh heavily, watching Yuuji and Nobara play Uno with Gojo and Shoko at the kitchen island while Megumi and Geto discuss themselves on the living area couch. Figuring you might need some fresh air, you get up and exit the relaxing home to enter the back porch, the sun's heat greeting your air-conditioned skin back in its natural warmth.

You sit on the rocking chair facing the oceanfront, the gorgeous view of the body of water for you to see. You close your eyes as you rock yourself, and the summer breeze brushing against your skin puts your body into a calm trance. Being outside helps you collect your thoughts in this jarring situation. It's evident now that this moment with yourself was necessary to ease the mental gymnastics you've been experiencing since before you came to this beach house.

So in tune with the quiet surroundings around you that you almost sink into your tranquil state. Almost. Until you hear the door open, snapping your eyes open to see whoever it is that decided to disrupt your personal reflection. And you silently gasp at the man who pays you a visit — Geto.

"Hey," his soft tone smooth like butter, inviting himself into your space as he sits in the rocking chair parallel to you, blocking the ocean view with his appearance. "I figured you'd still be out here; your friends were looking for you, and you've been sitting here for about ten whole minutes."

"I have!?" You chirp at the fact, to which the man chuckles and nods to confirm. "Huh...I didn't notice. I was just enjoying the silence, I guess."

"Hmm, I get it," the dark-haired man hums at your answer, then looks around the porch. "I don't blame you; with a view and place like this, I'd be out here all the time too."

By nodding, you agree. "You're extremely blessed to be friends with Ms. Ieiri. Get to spend time with her and Gojo at this wonderful beach house."

"Pssh, I'd say I'm more lucky to be a friend of Shoko's than with Satoru," the light chuckle he lets out activates a small smile from you. "You've already heard stories of me and him being roommates in college, barfing on my hair and such."

"Yes, I have, and I'm on your side wholeheartedly. I'd get back at him too, from all the stupid pranks and stuff he's put you through." Your agreement has the older man laugh some more. "But, I can tell Gojo you are close, having been together through thick and thin...Oh! And, I guess I have to thank you for your help back on the beach; your excuse about me meeting you two at a diner."

Geto leans and rocks with the rocking chair while his dark eyes are on you. "No problem. I figured your friends wouldn't know about your date with him. He's told me all about it, so I just mixed some words around to make it sound plausible for your friends."

You just nod and croon to his response. Until your brows furrow and you look straight at him. "Wait, what do you mean 'all about it'?"

You watch his eyes narrow slightly, the uneasiness in your stomach returning to haunt you. "I mean what it means. He mentioned every detail — from your cute outfit when he picked you up to the fun dinner you had at the diner. And..." The grin on Geto's face only exacerbates the feeling of dread that was once gone. "I'm sure you know the rest."

"The rest?" you gulp.

"The rest."

Sure enough, before you could express anguish to the man before you, the door to the back porch opened again with vigor. And the one behind it is the person you didn't want to see right now, or else you just might strangle that playful smile off his stupidly charming peachy face. Gojo exclaims, "There ya are! Shoko ordering takeout while your friends are finding a movie to watch, then we'll eat some s'mores around the fire pit when it gets dark out. Come inside Y/n~"

Geto only watches your adorable face harbor an expression that could only have Death itself clutch its pearls. But not wanting to do anything crass, you take a deep breath and get up from your rocking chair. "Umm, I'll pass on that. I was thinking of just walking around the boardwalk, maybe swimming in the waves while the sun's still up. Wanna come along, Mr. Geto?"

The sudden invitation takes him aback, but the man rises from his chair. "Sure, I'm down for that."

"Ehhhh, you're goin' without me?" Gojo exhibits a pouty face that doesn't work on you.

"Sorry, Gojo; just stay here and be hospitable. My friends seem to like you, anyway. Plus, I don't feel like dealing with you right now..." you mumbled that final part for only you to hear, excusing yourself past the white-haired other so you could grab your shoes from inside the beach house. And Geto only observes the interaction quietly as it baffles his best friend, who turns to him and points in your direction.

"What did I do?" is his question. And it gets more confusing to him when Geto only follows you back inside, leaving the conversation with a smirk.

"What didn't you do, Satoru?"

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"And then, when he was out like a light, I dumped the whole thing on him."

"No way, Geto!"

"Way." The man's smile broadens as he watches you fail to hide your laughter behind your hands. "It's what he gets for resetting my alarms and making me miss my oral exam. Plus, he ate my entire cereal box I hadn't used yet."

"So you thought the best way to get payback was to dump a whole basin full of spoiled milk and cigarette ashes on him while he was sleeping?"

"You know when you say it like that," he cocks his head. "I probably should've pissed in it, too." You playfully hit the older man in a fit of wheezed laughter, and he joins you in entertaining his silliness.

You and Geto have been out for quite some time. Your agenda was just comprised of taking a nice quick walk around the area and swimming to cool your mind from Gojo, and then you'd return in a more calm slate. What you didn't foresee was Geto taking up your offer to come along. And, you have to admit, he's been great company for you.

Not only did he give you a mini tour around the area, showing you all the little local shops and places to eat that he recommended to try. But he also wanted to join you in your swim, discarding his Hawaiian shirt entirely to the sandy ground and exposing his beautiful upper body. You did tell him that he didn't have to while trying not to drool over his gorgeous abs, but your concerns didn't waiver his decision. "I'm still wearing my trunks for a reason, cutie." When he uses that nickname on you, let him do as he wishes.

The two of you swim in the calm ocean, enjoying the comforting feeling of the water and play fighting with Geto anytime he'd splash water your way. Call it childish, but you were enjoying yourself. Enjoying him being around.

Soon the sun goes down, and the sky is painted in a stunning array of colors as it sets. Not too far from the shore, Geto treats you to a small ice cream shop that sells notorious homemade ice cream, and he takes you to one of his favorite secret spots. With one hand with a cup of your favorite ice cream and a plastic spoon in the other, you and the raven-haired man watch the sunset in a cave and talk amongst yourselves. Small waves crashing on the sandy and rocky front fills the empty cave with a comfortable atmosphere.

"Unbelievable," you say through tiny giggles. "You're no better than Gojo; both of you were insufferable."

"We still are," he takes another spoonful of his ice cream. "Even as adults, we're still the same intolerable duo who managed to get college diplomas."

You laugh some more at his joke. "I still find it hard to believe that he's a teacher and you a district attorney." The man only shrugs while finishing his ice cream. "But, honestly, it's kinda nice knowing you guys never changed through the years. Still the same no matter what."

"Yeah, I'm still a slick, sly bastard, and he'll always be the blue-eyed sheep that doesn't know when to shut up."

You glance to the side to look at him, staring at the open entrance of the cave where the sun is covered by clouds in its descent to the horizon. Your eyes gradually peer from his handsome face down to his well-sculpted physique, the sun's warm glow painting his skin beautifully. You've noted this before, but Geto is a remarkably attractive man.

It's seen by the structure of his face, his olive skin contrasting the long draped hair that goes past his shoulders. His black eyes make you feel as if you're staring at an endless void, captivating enough that you sense him seeing through you. And his black gauge earrings stand him out from the crowd, but they fit perfectly with his personality and body.

He's so hot is what you think to yourself, but it's a thought that has you quickly assess what the hell you're doing. And when your eyes go back up to his face, you see that he's looking dead at you, eyes narrowed with a guileful smile. You turn away in shame, for looking longer than necessary and for thinking such indecent thoughts about the best friend of your one-night stand. You are not about to do this right now, Y/n. Pull yourself together!

"Uhh—Ahem, speaking of that not knowing when to shut up," you cough to steer back into conversation. "I can't believe Gojo would go into such detail about our date. Especially...that."

The man shrugs again. "I mean, that's just how we've rolled; I tell him things about my life, and he tells me about his — including his playboy love life. Besides, I'm sure you have moments you share with your buddies."

"True, but..." you groan with your left hand on your face. "I'd rather not be known for explicit things I've done. And what's worse, having to see you — his best friend — and you know about me from the date two weeks prior is just adding salt to the injury.

Geto doesn't say anything right away, just watching you experience hopelessness so he can find the proper words to express it. "I get it, kinda how I don't like him telling stories of me to people I don't know...However," his hand steadily moves from the rocky surface to your right hand, and he sees your shoulders jerk at the action. "I'd be lying if I said I'm not kinda glad to hear about you."

Your breath hitches at his words, glancing back and forth to his hand sliding across yours and his face. He resumes.

"To be frank with you, I've never met any of the people Satoru's hooked up with, nor did I ever care to. So you can imagine me being perplexed seeing you in person. And to my surprise," his slender fingers pry to intertwine with yours, and you allow him. "After hanging out with you today, I'm seeing what Satoru sees in you. You're very breathtaking."

Geez, he's a smooth talker, too, huh. Your cheeks go intolerably hot, unable to avert your eyes from his. "Umm, Geto—"

"And it got me thinking, ya know: can such a cute, sweet thing really do such things?" The grip of his hand tightens around yours. "Had me intrigued just from looking at you..."

You gulp before saying your words carefully. "Are you...saying you're interested in my...services?"

His brows lift for an instant. "Only if you're up to demonstrate."

This day keeps getting stranger and stranger, and now you're met with the most bizarre moment that could ever transpire. Wide eyes only look back at the man who awaits your answer, and you internally curse Satoru Gojo for putting you through this entire mess of a day!

But a small part of yourself has you battling a moral battle. It's not every day you bump into your one-night stand on a random weekend and be given an opportunity to fuck their best friend that same day. What you're going through right now is only something you'd see in crappy movies and fanfictions (a/n: ouch).

And besides, it's not your fault that this is happening to you. It was Gojo's, yeah. If the man knew when to keep your name out of his mouth, you wouldn't have to go through this madness — and worse — his closest friend wanting to fuck you.

It's his fault that you're now straddling Geto's lap on top of the smooth rocky surface inside of a cave, smacking lips and exchanging passionate breaths. It's his fault that you're whimpering sweetly in Geto's ear as his hands sneak inside your bathing suit to fondle your breasts, pinching the nipples now erect from his touch. It's his fault that you're grinding on his best friend's erection and kissing all the way down from his neck, abdomen, and finally to his pelvis — where you remove his swimming trunks to reveal free the hard cock ready for you.

It's all Gojo's fault...But thanks to him, you can treat yourself to this alluring piece of a man before you. Your suspense and enjoyment climb up from the thought of it.

The two of you are positioned to do the sixty-nine, both of your swimwear discarded off your bodies. Your cheeks go hollow as you take the tip of Geto's dick inside your mouth, your tongue swirling around the glans of his cock, resulting in a hiss from the man below your ass.

"Hmmm, damn, haven't done this position in a while," his hands roam around your buttocks, spreading your asscheeks to further expose the vulva. Your essence shimmering from the setting sun has the man whistle at the sight. "So pretty down here, too."

The compliment pushes you to push your face further to suck in more of his shaft, covering the limb within your oral cavity inch by inch until it hits the back of your throat. You give yourself a short while to get used to his girth in your mouth before you start bobbing your head, soft lips sliding up and down the veins decorating his length.

The raven-haired other groans at the feeling of your mouth around his cock. "Mmmm, yeah, just like that, sweetheart. Just like that..." And before you know it, he brings your ass down to him for his tongue to lick your tempting folds. Your yelp is muffled, and the lapping motions of his wet muscle on your chasm send shivers up your spine.

But you don't let it distract you from the cock in your mouth, resuming your task of pleasing him. You bring a hand to pump his shaft, sliding to and fro from the top to the base. The action causes him to jerk into your mouth with pleasure, and the grip around your ass tightens. He's enjoying it, and it pleases you knowing you're making him feel good.

"Mmmph! Ohh shit—Ummph!" He removes his lips from your cunt, his moans more audible than the sound of waves in the background. "Shit, if you keep at it, I'm gonna—Shit, shit, shit..." It's here that your movements go faster and more sensational, kissing and sucking the head of his cock while you massage and knead his scrotum. The jolts of his legs become apparent, signaling that his release is close. "Oh, fuck...Princess, I'm gonna cum!"

Taking his comment into account, your mouth takes in his cock back in, his size now adapted to your mouth and throat that you bob in comfortable haste. Your tongue brushing up and down the underside of his cock has his fingernails dent marks onto the flesh of your ass. And when his hips snap up to your face, his climax hits your mouth that very second, his load spilling into your mouth and down the glossy walls of your throat. You accept his come, sucking and drinking his bitter fluid with no complaints.

"Haaah, hmmm, did so good, baby. So fucking good...Mmmph!" His cock is still sensitive from experiencing his orgasm; regardless, you don't let him go until you clean him up entirely. And when you finish, a soft 'pop' leaves your puffy lips from his pink glans. He snickers when you turn to him over your shoulder, licking your lips from any remnants. "Heh, damn, you're really good at this. Makes me feel bad that I didn't get you to finish either."

Your smile's bright as the warm glow that bathes your skin. "Don't worry about it," you comfort him while removing your body from on top of him. You lay your face down with your cheek kissing the ground, your hands coming to spread your ass for Geto to gaze at your messy vagina. "I know you'll do a better job where it really matters."

The smirk on his face gets broader as he gets on his knees, moving to your inviting form. "I'll be sure to not disappoint just as you haven't for me."

"Don't jinx yourself," you tease the older man and giggle when he playfully smacks your butt. You bite your bottom lip with the feeling of his cockhead gliding on your folds, your fluids lubricating him as your entrance throbs in anticipation. When he aligns and pushes his dick into you, you remind yourself to breathe steadily and brace for the slight pain bound to happen. One inhale one push of him. Another intake while gradually forcing himself onto you. When you sharply gasp, you know he made himself inside. Tears water up your eyes as he slowly drives his length into you, your tight walls gripping onto the foreign limb intruding.

Geto gives himself a few seconds to adapt to you when the base of his length kisses your southern lips. He starts with slow thrusts, and your body follows his steady cadence. You hum to the blissful sensation of his cock grazing your walls.

"Mmngh, God, Y/n, you feel so fucking good on me," the man rasped, jet-black strands from his bands now sticking to his sweaty forehead and cheek. "...Trying to make me go crazy."

"Mmmph! Haaaah, haha, please, go all out on me," you coax him. "Don't think I can take it?"

Your snarky question has him chortle, and a sudden deep thrust prompts a shriek to sneak past your lips. "Don't say I didn't warn you, sweetie."

He dials up his pace to a faster tempo. The change-up has you whimpering, and you clench around his length, which has the man hiss at the abrupt contact. The electrifying waves of pleasure strike you when he hits your weak spots perfectly, and more moans seethe out from your pretty lips when he increases his speed.

"Nnngh!! Y/n, baby, you're too tight on me," he whines, but his hips don't stop smacking into your ass. "Fuck, oh fuck....let me see your face."

You allow him to maneuver you onto your back, situating you into the missionary position. His cock slides back inside you with ease with a cry from your mouth, your arms wrapped around his neck while he pounds into you. And in this position, with the sun just about to sink into the horizon, you can make out a hue of purple in his dark eyes. So enchantingly irresistible that it takes another harsh thrust to bring you back into reality.

Geto's pelvis slams into your chasm hard — plugging his dick further into you and hitting your sweet spots with scary precision. Your screams fill the cave with an echo, adding to the ranchy air between your sweaty bodies.

"Ohhh! Hoooh!! Getooo, you feel so good! S' goo—Oh fucking Christ, Ahhhnn!!" He grinds the base of his cock into the entrance of your vulva, scraping your tight, velvety walls to the point of tears rolling down your face.

"You too, princess—Hmmph!!" He groaned, jabbing your cunt where you form incoherent sentences. Head pounding and mind foggy, you lock your legs around his waist, caging him. "Gonna cum, sweetheart?"

"Yesss, yessssss!!" Your response slurs in babbles. You feel it crawling up your bones, goosebumps prickling your skin. "Gonna cummm, cumm—Ahhhhh!!" Unbeknownst to you, Geto snakes a hand down to your clitoris, using his middle and forefinger to swipe and grind on the tender bud. And when he flicks and pinches it, your orgasm is finally granted to you.

Your legs shake and tremble around the black-haired man, gripping his shoulders as the walls around his girth contract around him as you experience your crescendo. With the flutter of your cunt, a few deep thrusts are propelled into you before he removes himself from your embrace, taking out his cock to ejaculate his seed onto your stomach. His come paints your tummy, feeding more to your disheveled appearance.

The two of you look deep into each other's eyes while experiencing the final shocks of your climaxes; heaving bodies eventually calm down and fall back to regular breathing. And when it vanishes altogether, the sun has already submerged below the horizon line.

"Hmmm, well," Geto is the first to break the silence. "That was better than I expected. Thanks for indulging my curiosity."

You shake your head and laugh short-winded. "Glad I washed your expectation." Your smile grows larger when he winks at you.

"Think we should start heading back?"

"Mmmm, yeah. But can we just stay here for a few minutes? Kinda like being in your secret spot."

Geto chuckles while positioning himself to lie next to you. "Sure thing. And don't worry, I won't say a word about this. We're in my secret cave for a reason." He laughs harder when you roll your eyes, his hand finding yours to hold again. This time, you reciprocate.

"Yeah, I'd hope so."

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KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

The pen in your hand stops writing when a sound from behind alerts you of someone's presence. While seated, you turn to see Gojo in a more comfortable change of attire — swapping his trunks for black basketball shorts and his blue Hawaiian shirt for a dark blue zip-up hoodie, although it wasn't zipped at all. He's very much casual with what he wears, especially when guests are in the house...

"Found you~ Itadori has been asking for you, and everyone's gathered around the fire pit outside," he takes a few steps into the guest room where you've been cooped up. However, you turn back to the desk in front of you and continue writing. Aware of your reluctance to look at him, he brings it up.

"Y/n~?" Your brows furrow at his sing-song attitude, relying on annoyance to have you speak with him. "Are you mad at me about something~?" The sigh you let out has to be about the tenth time from this day, shaking your head while sucking your teeth silently. You know what, it's just the two of us in the house...

"Yes, Gojo," your face doesn't leave the diary on the desk, but your hands stop writing. "I am mad at you."

"How come?" He adjusts his dark shades and then jerks at the sudden sound of your pen slamming onto the desk surface. And he's never seen a look that could kill on your pretty face before.

"Why don't you go ask Geto why I'm so mad," your tone isn't entirely furious; if anything, it's calm. But its connotation doesn't go unnoticed by Gojo. "Or better yet, why don't you retell him all about how 'y/n's blowjobs are like this' or how I'm 'so tight it's insane.' Surely that'll refresh some memories, huh?"

The room isn't completely silent, apart from the ticking noises of the clock on the wall by the bed. Gojo stands utterly still — same for you. The only thing that will activate any movement depends on his answer.

"....Ohhh!" He starts off as if a lightbulb just went up. "You mean he told you I told him—"

"Yes." a blunt response stops him from finishing. "I'm not mad about you telling him about what I did on that date. But would it have killed you to use probably another name for me? My friends don't know about you, but imagine my surprise when I found out your best friend's first impression of me is how I bounced on your dick!" It's commendable that he doesn't interrupt you while you speak because you might throw something at him if he did. And you're sure he knows it as well. "Does that give you a better idea as to why I'm mad?"

"Yup, loud and clear..." Now that you two are on the same page, you turn away from him again and return to writing, aware that the tall other is still behind you in the room. Especially when you hear him take a few more steps close to you, it takes everything in your power to not headbutt him when he places his chin on top of your head. This guy and his lack of respect for boundaries...

"Aww, come on, Y/n. I didn't mean to upset you like that." His usually loud voice is hushed for you, as if someone would come up and see the two of you like this. "It's a big surprise for me that I'd ever see you after last time, and I guess I figured I wouldn't. Which is why I told Suguru about you. Sorry about that, honest."

You couldn't focus on writing since he called you by your name, listening to his words and the sincerity they carry. And for a moment, you almost give into his sweet voice. But you held on strong for your dignity. "Apology accepted, but I'm still mad at you."

"Whaaaaat~, what was the point of accepting my apology then!?" You can't lie; it's cute when this tall man complains like a child. His giant hands move to your shoulders, massaging them to ease tension. "I'll make it up to you. You'll be here for a weekend, so let me treat you!"

A brow lifts up to that offer. "Treat me how?"

"I can start by going out there and having a s'more ready for you if you finish up whatever it is you're doing."

Five seconds go by. Ten. You exhale heavily through your nose, but a small smile creeps up on your lips. "Fine."

"Nice!" You roll your eyes when he fist-pumps the air. "By the way, what are you doing?"

Oh shit!! You immediately cover the pages of your diary. "Nothing."

"Is that a diary?" The giddiness in his tone crawls back up, much to your dismay. "Am I in it?"

"No, you're not!" You flip the diary with the pages on the desk surface, hiding the contents entirely. I already wrote about you before, anyway!

"Woah, I saw my name!" You get up from your chair and push Gojo out of the room. "D'aww, Y/n, you're such an angel thinking about me so much that I'm in your diary~."

"Shut up, Gojo! Go make me that s'more already!" You pushed him back out of the room, your face hot from embarrassment. And it gets even hotter when you see the huge grin plastered on his dumb face.

"You know you're cute as hell when you're flustered like this, right, dollface?"

And with that, you slam the door on his face, not caring about the groans of pain that he expresses. Waiting for his footsteps to draw away from the room, you sit back at the desk and groan into your hands for a few seconds. When you feel your composure is confident enough, you grab your pen and finish writing the last statements in your diary.

...Needless to say, being involved with Satoru Gojo undoubtedly has its consequences. I had said I'd love to see him again, but this was not the second meeting that I had in mind...But not gonna lie; it's nice to know that he was thinking about me while I was gone. Can't be mad at that handsome man-child for too long.

As for his friend, he truly is a mysterious person, knowing more about me than I do him. And for him to say that he was interested in me not just by Gojo's account but from seeing and hanging out with me? With what happened a few hours ago...I'll have to keep my guard up with him this weekend.

One thing is for sure, though: this is definitely a beach experience I'll never forget. Oh, Suguru Geto, you made sure of that. And just like your pleasant smile and purple eyes, I'll treasure it deep within my heart.

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The weekend has finally come to an end, the Sunday sun coming down to bid farewell on the beach setting, and you and your friends say goodbye to Shoko and thank her for letting her stay at her beach house along with her friends ("No worries, any friend of Geto and Gojo's is a friend of mine." The older brunette said sipping her juice from a pretty glass. "Stay safe out there.")

The drive home was fun, blasting music from the radio of Nobara's car while feeling the wind from the windows as everyone gets dropped off. The first to go was Megumi, then Yuuji at his grandpa's place. All that was left was you and Nobara, the two of you enjoying the calm drive to your house as the moon watched over your return home.

When she stops at the front of your home, you express your thanks. "Thanks for the ride again, Nobara. Had a great time with you and the guys." But she doesn't respond, just looking at the steering wheel. Concerned, you question her. "Nobara? You okay?"

It's evident the brunette has something parading her thoughts, because she lets out a massive sigh before facing your direction and asks the following question. "Did you go on that blind date with Satoru or Suguru?"

One blink goes by. Two blinks. ".......Huh."

"Don't 'huh' me, Y/n; I know ya heard me!" She smacks the steering wheel in slight exasperation. "Don't make me repeat myself."

You internally groan at the situation you're in. You knew this talk was bound to happen, but God, you just wanted to get in your bed and go to sleep after this very exhausting weekend. Okay, think, Y/n, think!

"...No," you avoid eye contact answering. "No, I did not."

"Are you sure about that?" Of course, the other has more questions. "Because when you told me about your blind date, you said they were tall with their first name starting with an 'S' and their last name a 'G.' And low and behold, we go to the beach, and I'm met with not one, but TWO fairly tall men who both check those boxes. Not to mention that the date was at a diner, and they both just happen to have met you in a diner?"

Oh, for fucks sake, God, please just strike me down right here and now. "What? Am I not supposed to meet people at a diner? Or go on a date in a completely different diner?"

The brown-haired woman furrows her brow before continuing on. "I don't know, you tell me. Those two seemed quite friendly with you all weekend, especially that lanky sheep, Gojo. The way those two looked at you or how oddly close they got. Looks and sounds fishy to me."

You scoff at her observations as they are accurate and are doing a remarkable job of making you nervous right now. "Nobara, many people in this world have those initials. For all you know, I probably went on a date with Selena Gomez or Seth Green. I mean, when you say you're crushing on M.Z., I don't immediately think of Maki Zenin. My mind goes straight to Mark Zuckerberg."

The disgusted look on Nobara's face almost had you laughing on the spot. "Don't play with me, Y/n! And don't you dare disrespect my queen's beauty to the looks of a pale salamander, or I'll smack you. I'm gonna ask again: did you go on a blind date with either of those two?"

"No!" It's amazing how quick you went with a lie. Who could blame you? It was easier than telling the truth, especially with what happened this weekend.

The two of you hold a mini staring competition, Nobara searching for any tale of a lie on your face. But with another sigh, she gives up interrogating and stares at the roof of her car, followed by you leaning back on the passenger seat while your brain does mental gymnastics in victory.

A few seconds of silence goes by before your friend says anything more. "Hmm, that's a bummer." You peer at her with bewilderment painted on your face. "They both looked like they got some good dick."

"Are you fucking serious— You know what, goodnight, Nobara." You don't bother listening to her try to back herself up on her statement, just grabbing for your stuff and closing the passenger door. Ignoring her shouts as you walk to the front door to unlock it and shutting it to finally free yourself from this weekend-long nightmare.

You groan to yourself as you slide down the door. Honestly, fuck this summer...

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Song of the Day - “April in Paris” Today marks the 75th anniversary of the recording session which produced this album “Charlie Parker with Strings”, or at least the first album titled that way…November 30th, 1949 Two complete albums of Bird with strings got recorded over a nine month period and both batches of tracks were made into two albums with the exact same title… I always find these tracks a bit overproduced by the classical string section, and thought they must’ve been forced upon Bird by some record label exec, but I’ve since learned that to record with a string section like this was a long-held dream of Parker’s… go figure… The tracks still feel a bit much to me, but they are undeniably gorgeous… The batch from this first of the two sessions was “Just Friends”, “Everything Happens To Me”, “April in Paris”, “Summertime”, “I Didn’t Know What Time It Was”, and “If I Should Lose you” …. In addition to the superb stringfolk, the other regular jazz sidemen on this session with Charlie are Mitch Miller on the oboe, Stan Freeman on piano, Ray Brown on bass and Buddy Rich on drums… This is the most gorgeous version of “April in Paris”, at least instrumentally… and always just tweaks me into a calm and contented place.

[Mary Elaine LeBey]

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[monk-of-figaro]

Fanfic: Midheaven (by wsancho)

For this month of October 2024, the month of the 30th anniversary of the release of FF6 in North America - as well as the Final Fantasy 6 Artober 2024 event organized by @artandsomethingcreated - we've been gifted a veritable abundance of fanfics by @wsancho, someone who is arguably even a more hardcore Sabin fan than I am.

I've already read five of the works she's posted and have thoughts about all of them (one of which will likely merit its own Tumblr post) but the fanfic I want to talk about right now is "Midheaven," which can be found on AO3. At 24,167 words, it's a lengthy read, made even heavier by its premise.

From the story's summary:

Sabin died, crushed under a mansion in Tzen. The Returners attempt to stick to their initial mission, but the loss weighs heavily on some of them. Cyan is particularly concerned about Edgar, seeing him attempting his same coping mechanisms with no luck. They become close, sharing more than their grief for Sabin.

CONTENT WARNING: The story features non-explicit sex scenes between men, although for some (me), that's a selling point.

After reading the summary, I really had to steel myself before starting the story, not because I was worried about the writing, but because I knew the writing would be really good. Like, if I'm going to read a story taking place in an alternate universe where Sabin dies and the entire party is dealing with the grief in their own ways, at least have the decency to write so badly that I can't get emotionally invested.

Unfortunately, @wsancho's writing is superb, and my emotions have been crushed, burned, shattered, pissed on, and flung into the sun.

Rather than going into tons of detail about the story, I'm going to share some of the many snippets I highlighted.

There will be some spoilers ahead, so be warned (although I try to post just enough context for the quote to make sense).

While on the boat that takes them from Nikeah to meet with the rest of the group in Narshe, Sabin to speaks to Cyan and Gau:

"No one outside of my intimate family circle calls me René." Then he smiled warmly and lightened his tone. "That's how important you are to me. I count on you, and you can count on me."

I think this is the first depiction I've read of the scene where Sabin shares his "secret name" with Cyan and Gau, forever cementing them as part of his chosen family. Beautiful.

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An exchange between Celes and Edgar:

"I thought you would want to visit the grave. Or even move his remains to Figaro, so he will be at home." "My brother is a citizen of the world. The whole world is his home."

Edgar understands, more than anyone else, even as it breaks his own heart, that Figaro is no longer Sabin's home (if it ever even was). And given the choice of keeping him close or honoring his freedom, he chose to honor his freedom. The selflessness of true love.

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Terra, reflecting on Sabin:

She remembered when they visited the Returners' hideout, and he reassured her. She already trusted Edgar, and by hearing Sabin speaking so fondly of him and being so kind to her, she felt safe and welcomed. And when they fought Ultros and managed to make the creature flee, Sabin went out of his way and jumped into the river to keep fighting it, just for her, and for the first time she felt like her feelings and safety mattered. And every single time that Sabin fought like an unstoppable force of nature, it made her feel like she and her friends could accomplish anything.

I think that Terra meeting Sabin had a profound effect on her. He was perhaps the first person she had met - certainly after the slave crown was removed, but perhaps even throughout her entire life - who was authentically himself, no masks. Someone who had no ulterior motives towards her, who didn't place upon her the expectation of being a great weapon, or a "ray of hope", or even an object of romantic/sexual desire. He was compassionate towards her simply because he's a compassionate person. He was honest with her because he's an honest person. And in treating her like a "normal" person, she finally began to feel like a normal person.

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Edgar:

"Terra, my most exquisite flower, I would be so lost without you."

This just made me grin. @wsancho really nails the romantic flair with which Edgar speaks to… well, everyone. I'm an aromantic person, but even I might melt a bit at being called an "exquisite flower."

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Gau, during a discussion of whether Edgar would ever seek a queen:

"In Veldt, queens kill mates. Big Brother, get no queen!"

Of course Gau would contextualize everything with his knowledge of the animal kingdom. 😂

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Cyan, soliloquizing to himself about Edgar's increasingly severe night terrors:

"Alas, we cannot enter thy dreams and slay thy demons as our comrades slayed mine.

Fucking fantastic line.

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Right before Edgar leaves for Figaro Castle, he beseeches Setzer not to go back to Daryl's tomb, to which Setzer replies:

"How come you get to live inside your tomb, but I don't get to visit mine?"

Another fucking fantastic line.

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An exchange between Cyan and Edgar, the latter of whom is unfamiliar with the role of a retainer:

“This is what I live for. The late King of Doma did release me with his last dying words. Then my wife and son did release me ere they made their way to the afterlife. After our victory against Kefka, I have claimed justice for all of them, and I have fulfilled my purpose. Now must my life be repurposed.” “How did you serve your previous lord?” “Forgive me, King Edgar. I have been released, yet I still honor the privacy of the King of Doma.” Edgar smiled, satisfied. “Perfect answer, Sir Cyan."

Another character portrayal that I feel is spot on. Cyan is, above all else, for better or worse, a man of honor and duty.

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Edgar, reminiscing on Sabin's impatience when dealing with politicians:

Edgar was realizing how cathartic it had been to watch him go off on people.

Yeah, that would be cathartic. I want to see Sabin tear into some politicians as well.

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This was me limiting the number of quotes I pulled, by the way. With the story clocking over 24K words, there are many amazing nuggets to choose from!

Anyway, brace your hearts, then read the story. Then send @wsancho your therapy bills.

(Thanks for the amazing story, @wsancho!)

[rikeijo]

Today's translation #407

Ferbi vol. 41, Sayo Yamamoto's interview

Part 19.

-- Michiko from "Michiko and Hatchin" is exactly the same type of character [as Victor], isn't she?

Y: In case of Michiko, there was that one girl I really liked when I was in high school. She showed me a completely different world I hadn't known before. That experience was my inspiration for the character, I think. In Yuri!!!, it's Katsuki Yuuri himself, who creates the circumstances for Victor to come to him and this is a major difference between Yuri!!! and "Michiko and Hatchin". What's more, he's somebody who usually isn't able to act confidently, when interacting with others, so he needed the help of alcohol... (laugh). I think that the characters were established by this superb balance between them.

-- As your fan, I'm really interested in continuation of Yuri!!!, but is there any thing that you would like to do in the future?

Y: After I finished both "Michiko" and "Fujiko", I thought: "Now I'm going to have fun!", but this time, I'd like to do a little bit more, I should say? When I was working on editing of episode 10, suddenly an idea for a project came to me. It may be quite a magnificent story.

-- Even before the last episode (laugh)! But I take it that there is still more that you want to do.

Y: Yes! Other than that project, what I can reveal now is that in the last volume of DVD/Blu-ray edition, we are going to include Yurio's exhibition skate as a bonus footage. When I was thinking about how his exhibition program came to be, I came up with a very interesting idea (laugh). I couldn't include that in the bonus footage, so I asked Kubo-san to draw a manga and it's going to be a bonus content for people who bought all DVD/Blu-rays. The manga and the exhibition skate are a set! So please, first of all, that is what I'd like you to look forward to.

[Notes: That was the last part of this interview, that is in a sense the mother of majority of Sayo's interviews, lol. To somebody who reads staff interviews in general, it gives a major sense of deja vu 😂 Well, some parts were simply published in other places as "new" interviews, but if you read footnotes - the same guy was the editor. Possibly, she only agreed to give one interview at that time, and they had to split it for different publications 😔

Also, nothing revolutionary, but I really like how openly she talks about Yuuri who needed to get drunk to make a move on Victor. It's so human~

In the past, I talked about how I don't like VA's interviews, because what they say isn't necessarily canon blah blah, but I think it's time for those interviews, as well - they are certainly interesting, because some things about the show were only ever mentioned in VAs' interviews. Yet at the same time, most controversial things were also said by VAs... ]

[govindhtech]

AMD Radeon RX 6700 XT Vs RTX 4070: Which GPU Is Better?

6700 XT vs. 4070

AMD RX 6700 XT

RDNA 2 Architecture: AMD Radeon RX 6700 Series

Upper mid-range 1440p GPU Aim for high settings and 60–90+ FPS.

GPU: RTX 4070

GeForce RTX 4070 design: Ada Lovelace

Placement: Luxury midrange GPU Goal: Entry-level 4K and high-end 1440p DLSS 3 performance.

Comparing Features

AI Acceleration, Ray Tracing

Because GPU lacks AI acceleration and RT processors, the AMD Radeon RX 6700 XT struggles at high resolutions while supporting ray tracing. Lack of hardware support for DLSS and other upscaling methods.

Third-generation RT cores make the RTX 4070 a superb ray tracer. DLSS 3 with Frame Generation improves performance and smoothness in demanding games.

Increasing Tech

AMD FSR (FidelityFX Super Resolution), open-source and GPU-compatible, is lower-quality than DLSS 3, especially FSR 1.0 and 2.0.

DLSS 3: Combines frame generation and super resolution to improve responsiveness and frame rate in supported games. RTX 4070 maximises this.

Effectiveness

NVIDIA's 5nm Ada Lovelace design makes the RTX 4070 more power-efficient despite its increased power.

AV1 Encoding

RTX 4070 supports AV1 hardware encoding, making it suitable for YouTubers and streamers.

The RX 6700 supports only decoding, not AV1 encoding.

Video Game Performance

1080p Games

Both GPUs are decent at 1080p.

RX 6700 XT raster performance is comparable to the RTX 3070 for high-refresh-rate gaming.

NVIDIA GeForce RTX 4070 leads RT and DLSS games.

1440p Gaming

In most games, the RTX 4070 has 15–25% greater frame rates than the RX 6700 XT.

It can easily push 100+ frames per second using DLSS and ray tracing.

The RX 6700 XT runs most games at 1440p High/Ultra, but current AAA games with RT lower the frame rate below 60.

4K video games

It didn't recommend the RX 6700 XT for 4K gaming.

The NVIDIA GeForce RTX 4070 is ideal for 1440p but can support 4K with DLSS in many games.

Productivity and Content Creation

The RTX 4070 renders and encodes well:

CUDA/Blender workflows

Premiere Pro (AV1 and NVIDIA encoder) DaVinci Resolve, Topaz AI assignments

Streaming

NVENC + AV1 encoder improves streaming RTX 4070 performance.

The RX 6700 XT supports H.264 and H.265, but not newer codecs.

Price-to-performance

If DLSS and ray tracing are off, the AMD Radeon RX 6700 XT is better value.

For broadcasters, editors, and DLSS 3 & RT fans, the RTX 4070 is high-end.

Advantages of RX 6700 over RTX 4070

The RX 6700 and 6700 XT Pros:

Great unprocessed gaming performance

More affordable and accessible

Solid, RT-free 1440p card

Cons:

Poor ray tracing.

No DLSS/AV1 encoding

Older, less effective architecture

Pros of RTX 4070

Very good at 1440p and playable in 4K

Revolutionary DLSS 3 and ray tracing.

Excellent coding and content production

Power-efficient, quiet

Cons:

More costly

Raw raster performance per dollar decreased.

Conclusion

The RX 6700 or XT is great for cheap 1080p/1440p gaming without ray tracing. The affordable, future-proof RTX 4070 has superb RT, DLSS 3, and streaming performance–a great long-term investment. This is especially true for creative and competitive players concerned about latency and visual quality.

[shamimakter-blog]

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Introduction

Gaming desktops have long been associated with bulky towers, high power consumption, and complex setups. However, the 13th Gen Gaming Mini PC is revolutionizing the gaming scene, offering top-tier performance in a compact form. With Intel's powerful 13th Gen processors and Nvidia RTX 4060/3050 graphics, this mini gamer desktop packs a punch without taking up much space.

Why Choose a Gaming Mini PC?

Mini gaming PCs are gaining popularity due to their space-saving design, portability, and performance efficiency. Whether you're a gamer, content creator, or professional, these compact machines deliver high-end performance without compromising on power.

Key Specifications of the 13th Gen Gaming Mini PC

Processor Options: Intel i9 13900H, i7 13800H, i7 12900H

This mini PC offers three powerful processor options, ensuring top-notch speed and multitasking efficiency.

Intel i9-13900H: Best for high-end gaming and streaming.

Intel i7-13800H: Excellent for gaming and productivity tasks.

Intel i7-12900H: Solid performance at a lower price point.

Graphics Card: Nvidia RTX 4060/3050 8G

The inclusion of Nvidia RTX 4060 or RTX 3050 ensures high-quality gaming with real-time ray tracing and AI-driven DLSS technology, enhancing visuals and frame rates.

Memory and Storage Configurations

Supports up to 32GB DDR5 RAM

NVMe SSD storage options (512GB, 1TB, 2TB)

Cooling System & Thermal Efficiency

Advanced cooling solutions, including liquid cooling options and high-performance fans, prevent overheating even during intense gaming sessions.

RGB Customization & Aesthetic Appeal

Fully customizable RGB lighting

Sleek and futuristic design

Performance Benchmarks and Gaming Capabilities

Frame Rates in Popular Games

Cyberpunk 2077: 1080p Ultra – 100+ FPS

Call of Duty: Warzone: 1440p High – 120+ FPS

Fortnite: 4K High – 90+ FPS

Ray Tracing and DLSS Performance

Nvidia’s DLSS 3.0 technology allows for smooth gameplay at high resolutions while maintaining sharp image quality.

Compact Yet Powerful: Mini PC Form Factor Advantages

Takes up minimal desk space

Easily transportable

Energy-efficient yet high performance

Connectivity and Expandability

WiFi 6 & Bluetooth 5.2

Ultra-fast wireless connectivity ensures low latency gaming and seamless streaming.

USB, HDMI, and DisplayPort Options

Multiple USB-C & USB 3.2 ports

Dual HDMI & DisplayPort for multi-monitor setup

Who is This Gaming Mini PC For?

Gamers looking for high-end performance

Professionals who need powerful computing in a small form factor

Streamers and content creators

Comparison with Traditional Gaming Desktops

Feature

Mini PC

Traditional Desktop

Size

Compact

Large

Performance

High

High

Portability

Easy to move

Not portable

Energy Consumption

Lower

Higher

Customization & Upgradeability

Supports RAM and SSD upgrades

External GPU (eGPU) compatibility for future performance boosts

Energy Efficiency & Power Consumption

Consumes significantly less power compared to full-sized desktops, making it an eco-friendly choice.

Software & OS Compatibility

Compatible with Windows 11, Linux, and macOS (Hackintosh support)

Gaming vs. Productivity: Multi-Purpose Usability

Not just for gaming! Great for:

Video editing

3D rendering

Software development

Price & Value for Money

Offers premium features at a competitive price, making it a great investment for gamers and professionals alike.

Customer Reviews & User Feedback

Users praise:

Superb gaming performance

Quiet operation

Compact yet powerful design

Final Verdict: Is It Worth Buying?

If you’re looking for a compact, powerful, and future-proof gaming PC, this 13th Gen Mini PC is a fantastic choice.

Conclusion

The 13th Gen Gaming Mini PC with Intel i9/i7 processors and Nvidia RTX 4060/3050 brings desktop-grade power to a small package. Whether you're gaming, streaming, or working, this mini PC delivers top-tier performance while saving space.

FAQs

Can I upgrade the RAM and storage?Yes! It supports RAM up to 32GB DDR5 and NVMe SSD upgrades.

Does it support dual monitors?Absolutely! It comes with HDMI and DisplayPort for multi-monitor setups.

Can it handle 4K gaming?Yes! The RTX 4060/3050 ensures smooth 4K gaming with DLSS and Ray Tracing.

Is it noisy during gameplay?No! The advanced cooling system keeps noise levels low even under load.

How does it compare to a gaming laptop?It offers better cooling, more power, and upgradeability compared to most gaming laptops.

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KISS ME DEADLY (1955) – Episode 192 – Decades of Horror: The Classic Era

“Look, Mike, I like you. I like the way you handle yourself. You seem like a reasonable man. Why don’t we make a deal? What’s it worth to you to drag your considerable talents back to the gutter you crawled out of?”  Wow. Where would you want him to drag himself if you didn’t like him? Join this episode’s Grue-Crew – Daphne Monary-Ernsdorff, Chad Hunt, Doc Rotten, and Jeff Mohr along with guest Bill Mulligan – as they take a deep, deep dive into Kiss Me Deadly (1955), a horror-adjacent, science-fiction film noir.

Decades of Horror: The Classic Era Episode 192 – Kiss Me Deadly (1955)

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Synopsis: A doomed female hitchhiker pulls Mike Hammer into a deadly whirlpool of intrigue, revolving around a mysterious “great whatsit.”

Directed by: Robert Aldrich

Writing Credits: A.I. Bezzerides (screenplay); Mickey Spillane (novel)

Cinematography by: Ernest Laszlo (photography by)

Produced by: Robert Aldrich (producer); Victor Saville (executive producer) (uncredited)

Selected Cast:

Ralph Meeker as Mike Hammer

Maxine Cooper as Velda Wickman

Cloris Leachman as Christina Bailey

Gaby Rodgers as Lily Carver

Wesley Addy as Lt. Pat Murphy

Albert Dekker as Dr. G.E. Soberin

Paul Stewart as Carl Evello

Nick Dennis as Nick Va Va Voom

Jack Elam as Charlie Max

Jack Lambert as Sugar Smallhouse

Mort Marshall as Ray Diker

Marian Carr as Friday (as Marion Carr)

Juano Hernandez as Eddie Yeager

Marjorie Bennett as Manager

Fortunio Bonanova as Carmen Trivago

Strother Martin as Harvey Wallace

Mady Comfort as Nightclub Singer (as Madi Comfort)

James McCallion as Horace

Jesslyn Fax as Horace’s Wife

Robert Cornthwaite as FBI Agent

James Seay as FBI Agent

Silvio Minciotti as Mover

Paul Richards as Attacker

Percy Helton as Doc Kennedy

Leigh Snowden as Cheesecake

Jerry Zinneman as Sammy

Kitty White as Club Vocalist

Ben Morris as Radio Announcer

Sam Balter as Radio Announcer (voice)

Joe Hernandez as Radio Announcer (voice)

Bing Russell as Police Detective (uncredited)

Charles Lane as Doctor (uncredited)

Eddie Beal as Sideman (uncredited)

Leonard Bremen as Man in Parked Car (uncredited)

Yvonne Doughty as Receptionist (uncredited)

John George as Popcorn Vendor (uncredited)

Art Loggins as Bartender (uncredited)

Mara McAfee as Nurse (uncredited)

Leonard Mudie as Athletic Club Clerk (uncredited)

Kiss Me Deadly (1955) might not be a certifiable horror movie, but this extraordinary film noir is certainly horror adjacent. Director Robert Aldrich, cinematographer Ernest Laszlo, and screenplay writer A. I. Bezzerides do themselves proud in this adaptation of the Mickey Spillane novel. Ralph Meeker, as antihero Mike Hammer, is supported by superb performances from a long list of recognizable character actors. Film noir — even horror adjacent science fiction film noir — is not for everyone, and indeed, the Classic Era Grue Crew are divided. Either way, Kiss Me Deadly must be seen, and there is much for the crew to discuss. Where else will you find a search for a “great whatsit?”

At the time of this writing, Kiss Me Deadly (1955) is available to stream from the Classic Sci-Fi Movie Channel and on physical media as a Blu-ray disc from Criterion. 

Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror: The Classic Era records a new episode every two weeks. Next in their very flexible schedule – this one chosen by Daphne – is Earth vs. the Spider (1958), aka The Spider! Yes, it’s time for a B-I-G movie, as in Bert I. Gordon! The Grue Crew can’t wait!

Please let them know how they’re doing! They want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans: leave them a message or leave a comment on the Gruesome Magazine YouTube channel, the site, or email the Decades of Horror: The Classic Era podcast hosts at feedback@gruesomemagazine.com

To each of you from each of them, “Thank you so much for watching and listening!”

Check out this episode!

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Latest New Survivor.io Update: What’s New? 🆕

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Patch Notes: Recent Game Fixes 🛠️

Of any update, there is new content, and even if it contains bugs there is always improvement in game stability. Here are some of the recent patch notes from the latest Survivor.io New Update - Bug Fixes: Resolved the problem that some skills do not increase in power as intended. - UI Improvements: It made the game a little more friendly particularly during fight sequences. - Optimization: To keep up with the performance of these lower-end gadgets a particular game has been made to run at an optimal level. To find more of the application’s news and features that are yet to be included, viewers should follow the game on Facebook or visit X (Twitter).

Maximizing the Latest Survivor.io New Update: Top Tips 🎯

Now that you know what’s Survivor.io New Update", here are a few tips on how to make the most of the latest update: 1. Try New Weapons Early New weapons will still enter with each new patch that is done and it is extremely critical to test them as soon as possible. Check out the current Plasma Cannon represented now, and have a go at the new toys. Be sure to upgrade your weapon at the beginning of the game to get the most out of it. 2. Join Daily Challenges Getting extra points is nice, however events are a great way to merge this with playing. Spend your gems and energy stash every day by logging in and getting your dose of these timed challenges. 3. Upgrade Your Skills Wisely

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How to Stay New Survivor.io News 📰

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Finding Your Perfect Smile: Top Family Dental Clinics in Mumbai

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The following are some of the main services we offer at our dental clinic in Mumbai:

Comprehensive oral exams, cleanings, fillings, and extractions are all part of general dentistry.

Cosmetic dentistry: Cosmetic dentistry includes crowns, veneers, teeth whitening, and smile makeovers.

Orthodontics: Straightening teeth with braces and clear aligners

Pediatric dentistry: specialized care for kids that includes cavity control and preventative procedures

Oral Surgery: extraction of wisdom teeth, dental implants, and further maxillofacial operations

Endodontics: Advanced dental treatments for the inside structure of teeth, including root canal therapy

An Individualized Approach to Dental Care

Every patient is different, and at the Maxfac Clinic, we think that every patient's dental needs should be addressed accordingly. Because of this, we provide dental care in a tailored manner. We collaborate closely with each patient to create a treatment plan that specifically fits their needs and objectives.

Drs. Akash Tiwari and Priyanka Engineer oversee our team of dental specialists, who take the time to learn about your lifestyle, dental health history, and personal preferences. After evaluating your oral condition and developing a thorough treatment plan that is customized to meet your needs, we employ the most up-to-date diagnostic instruments and methods.

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At the Maxfac Clinic, we think that keeping a beautiful, healthy smile is mostly dependent on prevention. For this reason, we strongly emphasize preventive care and patient education, giving our patients the tools they need to manage their dental health actively. 

Our dentists will take the time to go over the significance of maintaining good oral hygiene, the right way to brush and floss, and how your diet and lifestyle affect your dental health throughout your appointments. Additionally, we'll provide you with individualized advice on how to keep your mouth healthy, such as scheduling routine cleanings and exams.

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Let rays from her Hand

A kimo sequence

               1

She dreamt, clothing would content? Oft till the new so through a mimic the sword! Let rays from her Hand?

               2

Till love neurosis a posy of nose: be my life’s iron chain’d to pray; who wear. Come to me.

               3

What I hope she hundred young Lochinvar. Or rather time where you could be quiet luxury.

               4

A well-known in uniform. Fair czarina’s autocratic create, thought. His Highness of wit.

               5

—Oh Shame in ten? And revels, reader! Throughout and she’d said, this; for it had return! Bulletin.

               6

If stars from all the voice come to save the tow’ry fence of Dudu, who fain outrun her. Her pause.

               7

Whoever hearts an hour before might fall, or proclaim, till what was a crimson shore! Fill the worse.

               8

And other of art—have buildings in the long woo’d them and round undistinguish. A belt a growth.

               9

If I have more. The integrity of better dear oration, could rather through joys are kind!

               10

He was he courts, was wrought me to threaten’d and veneration. Joy so pure golden butterflies.

               11

Continue. And in the smoke, felt close the old bygones by the wind’s eye and that’s favour this plea.

               12

They mean, thought by his job.—Tis but vow their age: for after than there’s a serpent’s genial vaine.

               13

Why so much better twenty-nine do out of the siren! They glide, their efforts should so mine eyes!

               14

But vulnerable verse like her, I’m with all that’s step, he called Rescue Inc. Ascribe, unless plan?

               15

Becomes at spring; and arm’d with all the silent than are borne? Would his garden in this—the bliss.

               16

Thoughtful things from Nubia brought to hiccup’d, Our old man’s space and her heart so gentler dress. Perceived.

               17

If single scorn to laugh at a flower, especially some no more the same. She was stronger?

               18

The heroines, and wonder endymion awoke, the starting-post. When the Night; o, for some back.

               19

But many a benison. There’—for who wish is quiver is committed too much as the pails.

               20

Yet incess and empty corridors which outweighs the pearl, and for that to my pure blood her years.

               21

Else men who servent. He does not all the best barouched so forth, when his anger of the same.

               22

The light, their tawny brushed than the sun and arrows, which to each! To Lady would shall with apple.

               23

Past his firmness—know your side outgush’d, in control. From a rugged rynde, and most trying, and will be.

               24

A vein had dreamed them—whose from room corner me again went noiseless virgin’s blossom to roam.

               25

Each under the morning’s eye. Hides, he hath been raised at the sang in a silver bounds, from his pall.

               26

For Fortune’s shadowing went to Germany, about themselves dead. Dream, we saw him spread with truth.

               27

Shine, command of time could he not answer. Could tell you, or ambition, which to myself converse.

               28

So they say so Bryant spirits as lilies’ shade, not the delicious. Were some the other’s hats.

               29

With every body marred. Some people of immortal in any way be sent, etc.

               30

For a mask. The night, but Turkish forc’d him a large black hair damp from purblind but vulnerable.

               31

Our friend Hortensius. As may service without superb to show the glistering in their broadside.

               32

Alone can scarce lose; yet as the meadow- land, than he, proscribe,—that is it? Away, the where his!

               33

I will no more, that I shall know the next swath and purblind and the tumult fell in vain the late.

               34

And so good companions of sight moon shiny blacker than young Lochinvar. Then didst thus of wit.

               35

Is nothing like asp with what higher. Hang: but when spray, a court, or sink, and Hoigh for, by my soul.

               36

I dreadful dawn wound her wrists like knots. For some gentle selves become in nets, dreading course of sway.

               37

You please: a life my life’s work they were was given here I could pipe of man. As one by one here!

               38

Which their luckiest sinner? From him: You wilt steal me a plague brig—Corpo di Caio Mario!

               39

She ships, touch thing here, excuse! I think exists in forests, i, that I may. No thou art forest!

               40

Heart. Tis time me peaches. Is as a fossile made a wild orders to be e’er was as mine?

               41

Of thine image in motion. Of the Sculptor’s face by hope to show a fair beseem’d with thou now.

               42

But the right. The commission the summit of strife arose in your conqueror William did reare.

               43

I coof cam in winding children. My hear the more adapted to display’d that forsaken die?

               44

There was power. And poesy. So kiss. By Swift, mad, and I am gone to the yards of ocean?

               45

And silence what we love no more or lees to where her to the monstrous god rimmed cloud: for ever?

               46

Rise and Lion—let none struggle, that gentle pair! The region; now tis pity love: too long wave?

               47

To the tide, so that lover! All pall they camel’s hump, beside and stony sleep so sore, hey ho!

               48

Like others black—o! He took it only bitches, which youth asleep: vainly ran my heart aflame.

               49

With accents hackney on her, nightlier moved and beauty stood the murmured Ida. In truth, O Love!

               50

Or, falling pain.—Cruel god, and wave: and made them, lay dormant alkali, although young Lochinvar.

               51

But, when the Laocoon’s above all open- mouthed, she progress of mind? To me more is not amiss.

               52

Bud-packed to reasonable, plate as warriors, unless than hath nypt my meed. Wilderness now, for thee.

               53

For catch the sky. I there; ascends the pleased what her hung up the Hall to tears re-sighing,—weaning.

               54

Human, with curse, and lang; she music: ’ and Boats, ’ and Boats, ’ and t is silver, form’d him, force me on.

               55

Last Love, I only which kept in a breach? Dearer to dance, chattels, mincers of the desert sky?

               56

The March of ages evening, we will exact, and Hortensius. Weep for dearest bands untwining?

               57

Her I lost bright, his the wife, he stones dead religion, Mrs. And harlotry maid, forgot em.

               58

When Nero perish intrude, and sadly? Though the unshapeliest, chaste of shame, who have delight?

               59

Comes our future came all enjoying hair when all while the tumults, but found her child to his sight?

               60

Ere tyrants in his halls the rock the way of getting auburn wave to like. Floats scumlike each sense.

               61

An epitaphs our gown. The heaven so that is leaguer’d by black eyes are drawest thankfully.

               62

But as their nuptial room, imprison,—but it was now, I there’s note! And twice a day they slept.

               63

So bereft, there for either statues. My sight clothed a squabble; but woman wed, and what Fame has.

               64

Even ashes of salt estarnging hand and rich the none, and guilt! Lucus a noble, flung it.

               65

We didn’t expenses. From North. The Don, Balgounie’s brows over. Last Love, I am sure victories.

               66

Not die.—How some to loves himself mighty ones who knew that all the same type of Terror was left.

               67

Slaughter—had no need of province or awe, who much, earthly goods are no more. The verge of this life?

               68

Of any sage’s crest, as he spot, and mode in which still the heaven. Holds my sweet with a Swan.

               69

Drinks themselves for ever feet; with no long. From off the canker to the braes o’ Ballochmyle.

               70

This canvas close besides what the ensuing sea. Do Well, the figurehead with the Harvest Home.

               71

Be one with feminine dominion: now delay, young Lochinvar? That he wage a roughness dole.

               72

And all the past, therewith Haidee’s know what sweet Arethusa. Hoping lies—This Story now.

               73

Where were those which the chosen fountain might seem some vexation; for dear life! For thy smoothest Sleep!

               74

Upon these sodain rysing of them, as rotted, ere them. I long tresses it in things, all sung.

               75

Died the sounds in timely deemed pale as plains. Nor leave my winds, and lo, wonders by a familiar.

               76

Yet still we would I painters for nuts at last, with the Sultan has’t by kind. I trusts him, and rill.

               77

And breast. And that nought soft kind of break your flies, and round, and build to his necessity. We thing.

               78

This even lookin’ to meet heresy, such less resolved to pot. With eyes that inspired plains.

               79

The golden Apollonian elegance, with mealy sweet Highland Mary. Would Chloe knows!

               80

This is the Jews from being: now, the moor. So bold, along traveller, in song, a handsome like.

               81

To watch him here seen to a silent spring. Who was strangers in thy house nor me not with thee.

               82

With mews. Which, when there heo on me sigh d for fool and me for the pillow, the chaffe forms of light?

               83

In earth has got to be hove doth good old gentleman’s oppression, the bird their husband. The swan.

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Expanded Content Options: These players' multi-region capabilities mean that regional coding is not a restriction for moviegoers. Access a vast range of movies and TV shows from around the world, broadening your cinematic horizons.

Convenient Streaming: With built-in Wi-Fi and smart features, 220 Volt Blu-ray players provide a flawless streaming experience. Access your favorite streaming services straight from the player, eliminating the need for extra devices and simplifying your home entertainment setup.

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Eggs are highly regarded as a versatile and nutritious food, packed with essential nutrients that contribute to overall health. Whether boiled, scrambled, poached, or used as an ingredient in various dishes, eggs provide an array of benefits that make them a valuable addition to a well-balanced diet.

1. Rich in High-Quality Protein: Eggs are a superb source of high-quality protein, containing all the essential amino acids needed for the body's growth, repair, and maintenance of tissues. The protein in eggs is easily digestible, making it an excellent choice for individuals seeking a protein-packed food.

2. Essential Vitamins and Minerals: Eggs are a rich source of several essential vitamins and minerals. They are particularly high in vitamin B12, which is crucial for nerve function and the production of red blood cells. Additionally, eggs contain vitamin D, essential for bone health and immune function, as well as nutrients like selenium, choline, and various B-vitamins.

3. Brain Health and Choline Content: Choline, found in eggs, is a vital nutrient that plays a key role in brain health, particularly in the development of the fetal brain during pregnancy. Choline is also involved in neurotransmitter production and can contribute to cognitive function and memory.

4. Antioxidant Lutein and Zeaxanthin: Eggs are rich in the antioxidants lutein and zeaxanthin, which are beneficial for eye health. These compounds help protect the eyes from harmful high-energy light waves like ultraviolet rays and may reduce the risk of age-related macular degeneration.

5. Weight Management: Eggs are known for their ability to contribute to feelings of fullness and satiety. Including eggs in meals can help control appetite and reduce overall calorie intake, which may be beneficial for weight management.

6. Heart Health and Nutrient Balance: Contrary to past concerns about cholesterol, research indicates that moderate egg consumption does not significantly impact heart health in most people. Eggs are a good source of healthy fats, and their nutrient profile can contribute to a balanced diet that supports cardiovascular well-being.

7. Convenient and Versatile: Eggs are a convenient and quick-to-prepare food. They can be cooked in various ways, making them a versatile ingredient for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Eggs can be incorporated into salads, sandwiches, omelets, and baked goods, showcasing their adaptability in the kitchen.

8. Affordable and Accessible: Eggs are a cost-effective source of high-quality protein and essential nutrients, making them accessible to a wide range of people. Their affordability and versatility make eggs a staple in many households around the world.

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How to Choose the Best Outdoor Beanbags for Your Garden

Many homeowners like outdoor living. They buy alfresco furniture for their gardens. They want to relax outside. Wicker sofa sets are usual and predictable. Try oversized outdoor beanbags for fresh style. The blob shapes and colors energize patio spaces. The patio spaces are boring and need revitalization. Beanbags are more comfortable than metal chairs. They are perfect for lounging on weekends.

Some outdoor bean bags don't meet expectations. Learn how to assess important factors. These factors include weather-proof fabrics, spill-resistant treatments, hardy support structures, and frame warranties. This will help you avoid disappointment. Discover superb quality outdoor beanbags for your garden with these pro tips.

1. Select All-Weather Resilient Fabrics

Outdoor bean bags for patios and poolsides should be sturdy. Otherwise, they may quickly deteriorate from sun, rain, and moisture exposure. Weather-proofing is important. Outdoor bean bags should have coated polyester or vinyl fabrics. These fabrics should be reinforced to withstand UV rays, abrasions, mildew attacks, and color fading without degrading over time. The seams are double-stitched to prevent fill from leaking out. Fabrics with a waterproof rating of 1000mm repel rain, splashes, and accidental submersion. They also retain their shape. Also, convince manufacturers to disclose fabric origins and compliance with strict Australian product safety standards. This will give you peace of mind.

2. Seek Stain-Resistant Properties

Outdoor beanbags are often near food and drinks. So, their fabric needs to be able to handle spills without getting stained. Otherwise, they will look bad very quickly. Quality models have a special formula that protects them. This formula makes the beanbag surfaces repel liquids like oils, juices, wine, and condiments. The contents inside are protected from moisture damage. Coated barriers make cleaning easy after messy gatherings. Compare official stain resistance ratings, if available. This will help you determine which outdoor beanbags can withstand abuse from kids and clumsy or tipsy friends.

3. Assess Supportive Filling Material

Pool bean bag filling affects comfort. Avoid flat, misshapen outdoor beanbags without support. Outdoor beanbags are premium. They use virgin polystyrene bead fill. This file is optimized for open-air use. High-density polystyrene is different from polystyrene derivatives. It doesn't absorb moisture or get compressed easily. It keeps its cushioning shape for a long time without breaking down. Sturdy liners stop bead leakage. Shapes stay evenly distributed. The fills are certified non-toxic and odorless. They also prevent irritants or smells from accumulating over time. Quality filling protects your enjoyment and investment.

4. Examine Frame Structures

Outdoor bean bags have inner reinforced frames. These frames help them keep their shape. Look for rust-resistant frames made of steel or aluminum. These frames should have double support bars to prevent collapsing when carrying heavy loads. Sturdy frames prevent fills from sinking and creating gaps. Inspect the stitching. The stitching should be durable. The seams should be tightly overlapped. The seams secure the bag structures.

Removable washable covers protect the inner structure from debris. They also prevent sand and soil buildup. This helps to prevent frames from deteriorating if not taken care of. Strong constructions designed for outdoor use ensure long-lasting durability.

5. Review Warranty Coverage

Make sure to check the manufacturer's outdoor beanbag warranties. They should be longer than the standard one-year terms. This will protect your investments. Good retailers have longer warranties. Frames have a warranty of five years and fabric has a warranty of two years.

Please check the policies for sun/water damage, pet claws, repair eligibility, and pro-rated refunds. This will help avoid making invalid claims on defects. Local Australian merchants are ideal. They offer direct after-sales support. Outdoor beanbaghelps ensure accountability for warranty promises. Stellar models have enduring performance and last many seasons. They go beyond flashy beanbag aesthetics to look at structural builds, fabric grades, and warranties.

Conclusion

By scrutinizing weatherproof fabrics, stain-proofing, robust filling density, rust-resistant frames, and generous warranties, discover that the perfect outdoor beanbag matching style and substance grows easily. Visit CushandCo to browse Australia’s finest built-to-impress years after purchase!

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'Christopher Nolan's critically acclaimed biopic, Oppenheimer, is set for its digital and Blu-ray home release on November 21, and it's a massive win for audiences as well as the beloved filmmaker. While this might not seem like major news to casual moviegoers, this is excellent news for anyone who appreciates the effort that goes into great filmmaking. Additionally, the Oscar buzz surrounding the film could mean a possible Criterion Collection update for Oppenheimer's home release.

In addition to Oppenheimer's critical acclaim for its direction, acting performances, sound design, and score, Oppenheimer performed exceedingly well at the box office, grossing over $942 million on a budget of just $100 million. Because of the film's superb performance critically and commercially, the Blu-ray edition of Oppenheimer promises customers over three hours of behind-the-scenes content. Oppenheimer's success is an obvious victory for Nolan, but with the home release's promising content, it's also a huge win for anyone who follows and enjoys the filmmaker's work.

Oppenheimer's IMAX Enhanced Home Release Makes It Essential For Physical Media

The home releases for Oppenheimer boast over three hours of content that ranges from an in-depth making-of featurette titled, "The Story of Our Time: The Making of Oppenheimer," to candid interviews from the filmmakers regarding the research necessary to recreate the story with accuracy. Possibly the most interesting feature of the home release for Oppenheimer is that the 4k and Blu-ray versions will shift between 2:20 and 1:78 aspect ratios to accurately recreate the visual scope seen in theaters. Combined with the proper home entertainment setup, viewers can relive the exact same theatrical experience at their leisure.

Why Oppenheimer's Home Release Needs To Recreate The IMAX Experience As Much As Possible

Most audiences are much more comfortable streaming movies or watching them on their smartphones. With the sheer amount of content that's constantly available to people via Netflix, Max, Hulu, etc. audiences steadily find more reasons to skip the traffic and over-priced concessions that go with theatrical experiences in favor of watching their favorite movie or show from the comfort of their own couch or bed. With movies like Top Gun: Maverick, Barbie, and Oppenheimer performing very well at the box and receiving glowing reviews, cinema can't be replaced when executed properly.

The greater implications of Oppenheimer's home release success are its impact on the film industry. In Oppenheimer's case, it stands to gain the most by successfully recreating the theatrical IMAX experience because it would dispel the notion that it's better to watch a movie on an iPhone or laptop; conveniences notwithstanding. With tons of additional content and the promise of recreating the power felt from its theatrical release, Oppenheimer's home release will be a nice win for everyone.'