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Hiiii, I have a request. Imagine a highschool AU where reader has a massive crush on Sukuna but she thinks he has a thing with Uraume, but he actually likes her. Ok ok, so hear me out. Reader is childhood friends with Yuuji and Sukuna and she notices how Sukuna and Uraume have been hanging out a lot. So she asks Yuuji if Sukuna is going to prom and he says yes, and that he is probably going with Uraume. So reader is sad and doesn't want to go to prom anymore even after already buy her dress. Buttt, the day before prom, Sukuna and Reader end up talking and she mentions how he and Uraume are going together and he is confused. Then they both confess and end up going together. Pleaseeeeee make this as angsty as possible, I love me some good angst😫

Hello! Sorry this took awhile! I absolutely loved this idea. I also love good angst as well, and I hope I did a good job with it!

Prom? Prom.

IMAGINE: PROM? PROM ~ SUKUNA X READER FEAT: YUUJI, NOBARA, MEGUMI GENRE: ANGST/FLUFF. cw: use of the word 'woman'. use of (y/n). sukuna is a bit ooc. This is kinda long. some angst, but fluff at the end! HIGH SCHOOL AU! word count: 2.4k. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Having a crush on your childhood friend is such a taboo topic. But every single time you saw him, you wanted more. It made you want to indulge in that topic more.

However, you had worries. One of his best friends, Uraume. They were so close. A little too close for your own comfort. But it wasn’t your place to say anything. It still didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt whenever you saw Sukuna and Uraume walk in the hallways together.

You were upset that you weren’t as close to him as you used to be. As kids, Yuuji, Sukuna and you would play every single day. Finding new ways to cause trouble… well Sukuna would find ways to cause trouble and you were happy to follow along. Yuji was the voice of reason, trying to pull you away from danger.

Yuji could see the longing stare you would give Sukuna. However, he wasn’t the brightest. He had a feeling that you liked Sukuna but it didn’t really click in his head.

Prom was coming up and you desperately wanted to go with Sukuna. However, you weren’t going to ask him, no. What if he rejects you and sees you as a loser? You can’t have that. So, you hope that he would ask you… but you highly doubt that.

You watch Sukuna and Uraume walk together to their lunch table, and soon that familiar feeling you get in your stomach hits you.

“Hey Yuuji,” You say, grabbing his attention. “Hmm?” He hums, mouth full of food. You shake your head at him, “I got a question.”

“What is it?”

“Do you think that… Sukuna is going to prom?”

Yuuji quickly swallows the rest of his food and looks over at his brother.

Sukuna was laughing at whatever Uraume said. Yuji remembers Sukuna saying something about going to prom.

Yuuji turns back around to face you and nods his head.

Your stomach drops a little bit, “oh… do you know who he’s going with?”

Yuuji thinks about it, remembering that Uraume and Sukuna were talking about colors and what would look best. “Yeah, Uraume. They were talking about their color schemes the other day.”

That was it. The disgusting confirmation that you needed. In your subconscious, you knew that they would get together one day.

Suddenly, your food wasn’t appetizing anymore and you wanted to get away from the crowd. You knew that no one was looking at you, but at that moment it felt like eyes were watching your every move.

“I have to go..” You mutter standing abruptly. Yuuji’s eyes widened before looking down at your unfinished food. “Are you going to finish that?” You inwardly scoff, “all yours.” You slide the food over and hurriedly walk out of the cafeteria. Unaware of the watching eyes of Sukuna.

As you walked down the hallways, you could feel the lump in your throat start to grow and all you wanted to do was cry. You didn’t even know why you were so upset. It’s not like you and Sukuna were ever together.

Though, it still hurt that your crush was now breaking into little pieces.

You started to wonder why you even hung onto that hope that someday he would like you back. How ridiculous. How could you be so stupid?

You suck in a deep breath, and harshly wipe at the corner of your eyes. You knew exactly what you needed. Heading straight to your locker, you grab your bag and head out of the school.

You didn’t really care about skipping the rest of school. Mental health is more important than some economic class anyway. Luckily, you didn’t live too far, only twenty minutes away. So when you entered your empty house, you ran straight to your room.

Throwing your bag to the corner of your room, you jumped on the bed, hugging one of your many plushies. Little droplets of tears are now pricking your eyes as you keep thinking about Sukuna and Uraume together. You wondered what Sukuna would be like as a boyfriend. Is he the softie type? But hard on the outside? You love that trope.

You bet he gave the best cuddles too. Cuddles that you would never receive. A strangled sob leaves your lips as you realize that you never even had a chance with Sukuna.

Burying your face into the plushie so that your cries could not be heard, not caring if it blocked your oxygen.

The worst part? You had to walk through the day like nothing was wrong at all.

Deciding to skip school tomorrow to get yourself together was the best thing for you to do.

What’s skipping one day going to do anyway?

*******

One day turned into two days, and two days turned into a whole week of skipping school.

Ignoring all the notifications from your phone and the concerned voices of your parents, you stayed holed up in your room.

A sudden rhythmic knock hits against your bedroom door. You didn’t really recognize the knocks, but you still shouted at them to go away.

The person didn’t really listen, however.

The door creaks open and you don’t look to see who it is.

“Jeez, have you even gotten out of bed today? Or the past day?”

You shoot up at the familiar voice. Yuuji.

Wearing normal street clothes instead of the school uniform.

“What are you doing here?” You ask him. “Well, you’ve missed more than a couple of days. So I brought you some missing work.” He says, slinging the bag off of his shoulder. “Thanks,” you roll your eyes.

“Also, we need to go shopping.”

“Why?” You were confused. “You don’t have a prom dress, right?”

Your heart sinks at the words prom. You didn’t really want to go. Because if you did, that means you would have to see Uraume and Sukuna together. And that was the last thing you wanted to see. “I’m not going.”

“Huh?! Why not?!” “Because I said so!” You pull the duvet back over your head and lay down.

Yuuji, marches right over to the side of your bed. He pulls the blanket back and starts to pull at your arm.

“Get out of bed!” He says causing you to let out a shriek as your body starts to get closer to the edge of the bed.

Yuuji’s nose scrunches up, “and shower too! You reek.”

You let out a gasp, “how rude!” “It’s not rude if it’s the truth.” He says just as you fall off the bed with a loud bang.

You groan at the short pain that ran through your side. You glare up at Yuuji who was just looking down at you in disappointment.

“This is not very gentlemanly like of you.” You say while getting up. A grin suddenly erupts from his face, “I only act like a gentleman towards ladies,” he eyes you up and down, “and I don’t see a lady here.”

You gasp, “so sassy today!” You playfully slap at his shoulder. Yuuji fake groans at your hit and cradles his shoulder, “you definitely don’t hit like a lady.”

“Shut up! I’m going to take a shower now.”

You walk out of your room. Yuuji now content that he got you up and out of your bed.

Yuuji sighs as he sits in a chair while he waits for you to get ready.

Just by glancing around your room he could tell that you weren’t feeling the best. Mentally or emotionally that is. He doesn’t want to pry, he knows that you’ll open up to him when you’re ready.

******

Time ticked by and you soon came out of the bathroom, feeling fresh and brand new. “Alright, I’m ready.” You say with a huge grin.

“What are we going again?” “Prom shopping. You haven’t got a dress yet.” You sigh, “I already said that I’m not going.” “Why not???” Yuuji drags out, “Come on, it’ll be fun. Megumi and Nobara will be joining us as well.”

Your ears perked up at hearing your other friend’s name. You always had a fun time with them.

“Fiiiine, I’ll go.” You say and Yuuji cheers. “Great! Let’s go.” He grabs onto your arm and drags you out of the house. ******

“No, this color wouldn’t look good on you.” Nobara says as she skims through all the prom dresses.

Megumi and Yuuji sat on the chairs, waiting for the two of you to pick out a dress.

“Yeah, you’re right. What about this one?” You ask and Nobara eyes you and the dress. “For you?” “No, for you.”

Nobara grins at your words, “Yeah! I’ll try that one on too.” She grabs the dress, adding it to her pile. “Ooh, this one would look great on you.” She says while pulling out a dark red dress.

You nod your head at her, and she grins. She suddenly grabs your arm and pulls you towards the dressing room, shoving the dress in your hands.

“I want to see it on you… like right now!” You giggle at her excitement. “Okay, okay.”

You eye the dress, already doubting how it would look on you. But you would try it on for Nobara’s sake.

Pulling on the soft material that immediately clung to your body. You look in the mirror, loving the way that it looked on you, but you kind of felt a little conscious.

“You have it on yet?” Nobara’s voice pulls you out of your own thoughts.

“Uh- oh yeah.” You pull the curtain open. Your three friends' eyes widening upon first sight.

Your cheeks flush at their reactions, “Is it too much? I think-” “I think you look sexy!” Nobara cuts you off.

You look over at the boys. Megumi’s cheeks were flushed a light pink, “that’s one way to put it… but yeah. You look very nice.”

Yuuji nods his head with two thumbs up.

“Yeah! It looks great on you (y/n)!”

You let out a small laugh at your friend's encouragement. “Okay, okay. I’ll wear it to prom.”

Nobara celebrates and you begin to feel grateful for your friends. You were no longer thinking about your previous heartbreak.

******

Weeks went by as prom drew closer. It still hurts everyday to see that Sukuna was going with Uraume. But you didn’t want to dwell too much on it. You just wished you could get his stupid face out of your brain.

It was really hard to do though since you saw him basically everyday.

Now you were just hoping that school could go by quickly so you wouldn’t see him.

“Hey, let me walk you home.”

Your heart lurched as you heard the voice that you desperately didn’t want to hear.

“Oh, um. It’s fine. Really.” You say turning to face Sukuna.

Who wasn’t with Uraume, for once, you noted.

Sukuna scoffs and rolls his eyes, “don’t be stupid.” “Me? Stupid?” “Did I stutter?”

You click your teeth and turn back around, “do whatever you want.”

Sukuna could start to feel the irritation grow in his chest. He really didn’t like this attitude that you gave him. “What’s your problem?” He starts walking next to you.

“Nothing. Did I say there was a problem?” “No, but the way you’re acting suggests it.”

“Well, in that case. Nope. Nothing’s wrong.”

Sukuna’s eyebrow twitches and he decides that he isn’t going to put up with this anymore.

He stops you by grabbing you by your upper arm. “Hey! What are you doing?” “You’re not taking another step until you tell me what’s going on. You’ve been ignoring me for weeks. And Yuuji told me that you were going through a depression episode or whatever.”

Your throat tightens at the mention of your little episode a few weeks back and all the previous feelings came rushing back. “I really don’t want to talk about it.” “Well, that’s too bad.”

“Ugh! Why do you even care?!” “God, why are you even asking me that? How dense are you?” “No! Just.. just leave me alone.” You finally pull hard enough to pull your arm out of his grasp.

You couldn’t believe that you were reminded of the feelings you once held, and now here the culprit was, basically insulting you.

All Sukuna could do was watch you walk angrily away. He lets out a frustrated sigh before walking the opposite direction.

*******

It was the day before prom, and you had yet decided to not go to prom again. You haven’t got the guts to tell your friends and you honestly had no idea how you were going to do it.

A knock on the door broke you out of your thoughts.

Upon opening it, you see the last person you wanted to see.

Sukuna.

He held a small bouquet of red roses.

You cross your arms, “what are you doing here?” “I know we didn’t leave off on a good note.”

You gave him a look that basically told him ‘no shit.’

“So here, take this.” He shoves the roses towards you and you cautiously take them.

“Thanks, but do you think you should be giving me these?” Sukuna holds the urge back to snap at you, “why wouldn’t I?” “Well, I don’t think Uraume would be happy if they saw you giving me these.”

Now Sukuna was even more confused.

“What are you talking about woman?”

“Aren’t you together? Since you’re going to prom together and all?”

Sukuna blinks at you a couple of times, like he was processing what he just heard, before he doubled over in laughter.

He looks back at you, seeing that you weren’t laughing. “Oh, wait. You’re serious.” “Uh, yeah.”

“No. No. Uraume and I aren’t going together.” “Well why were you and Uraume talking about prom together?” Sukuna purses his lips, “they were helping me with my prom plans.” “And what are those?”

It was silent for a few seconds, like he was gaining the confidence to finally tell you. “To ask you to prom.” He finally replies.

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “Me?” “I said you, right?”

You sigh at his words and Sukuna momentarily panics.

“That is, if you still want to go.” “Yes!” You suddenly shout not wanting to let this moment go to waste, “uh. I mean yes. Yes. I would like to go to prom with you.”

Sukuna grins before pulling you into him by your waist, “good. Because I would’ve really hated it if you said no.”

Your heart was beating faster at his words, “does this mean that you uh..” You couldn't quite get the words out of your mouth. But Sukuna knew what you were implying.

“Does this answer your question?” He asks before quickly leaning down to capture your lips.

It was soft, but quick. Leaving you wanting more.

“Yeah… I think it does.” You whisper before using your free hand to pull Sukuna down again for another kiss.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #oneshot #jjk fluff #jjk angst #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x you #sukuna x reader #sukuna fluff #sukuna angst #jjk

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agoodroughandtumble · 3 days

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Roronoa Zoro x Reader - Wholeheartedly

Status: Oneshot - may be continued Summary: Reader reflects on her "relationship" with Zoro - it's just cathartic, self indulgent angst Warnings: 18+, Language, implied smut

“You should probably go.” Zoro said unceremoniously as he buttoned up his trousers.

If your heart sank you couldn’t feel it – it had been firmly in Zoro’s possession since the first time he had unintentionally laid claim to it several months ago, albeit drunkenly. Ever since you had been semi intent on gathering what little of it seemed left, and every time his determination to withhold even the smallest of shards always became your undoing. Zoro was keeping some part of you. Or, rather, you liked to think. You liked to think a lot of things unfortunately. But thinking didn’t make anything true. Neither did words, neither did actions when you were lying naked and heartless in his bed and he couldn’t even look at you.

It was not the first time this conversation had happened. Within three days you would be in the exact same position – within three days he would be showing you the plethora of reasons he shouldn’t have your heart but the day before that, oh, the day before that he would be gripping it as closely to him as he did your thighs.

You pulled the covers up a little, a pointless gesture at this point, but still you held the covers up to your neck as your free hand tried to grasp around for any item of your clothing. You sighed, a small smile breaking into the corners of your mouth, internally laughing at your continued patheticness. “Until next time, yeah?”

Of course logically, practically, you were fully aware of your place in Zoro’s life. A fuck was just a fuck after all. But things would have been so much easier if he had just kept to the agreement that he had clearly set. Only he had cut through those boundaries as effortlessly as he cut through his enemies when he told you to say it. No, not told. Asked. Needed you to say it.

You hadn’t meant it the first time – it was all just fun and play acting, self indulgence on both parts. The desire to have someone to face against the world with. But every time he asked you to say it when the morning sunlight hadn’t quite cast shadows against his cheekbones, every time he asked you to say it with that devilish glint in his eye, every time he asked you to say it whilst your wrists were in his grip and his mouth was murmuring the words against your ribcage, because despite yourself obviously you would, every time it would mean just that much more, a little bit more, just once more. Every time after that a little more of your heart would end up in his hands despite him not knowing what to do with it until you did mean it. Absolutely. Wholeheartedly, if you had any of it left.

He had coaxed the words out of you so many times they had lost all meaning and yet you were still desperately seeking any way to simulate the first time you had actually meant it. The newest lingerie, the technique Nami had told you about, the best ways to charm and be everything you thought would make him happy, make him want you.

Zoro was unmoved. Stoic. Absolute.

Hooking your bra over your shoulders you couldn’t help but feel a little used. He must know, after all. The heart in his hands clearly belonged to someone so how could he not work out it was yours? His words did little to confirm that.

“There won’t be a next time.”

“I’ve heard that before.” You hadn’t intended on sounding flippant but it was degrading enough taking your underwear from his hands without allowing him to see any true feelings.

“I mean it.”

You snatched the underwear. He ought to have said he meant it until the next time he was lonely, until the next time he was seeking the company only you were willing to give. He ought to say until the next time he asked you to jump and you asked how high. Giving you the hope of a reprieve was worse than actually meaning this was the last time. And although you silently begged him to tell you no more, to let you go and gather the fragments of your broken heart all you wanted was for him to pull you close, whisper sweet nothings in your ear, tell you that he had been drowning in just as much torment and uncertainty as you were.

And yet. Asking Zoro for any semblance of an emotion outside being “part of the crew” was akin to asking the moon to drown in the ocean.

You scrunched your face – banishing all such fantasies to the back of your mind as you finished dressing. You allowed yourself to cast a glance once, twice, before your hand was on the door. “I’ll see you at breakfast then.”

#opla #one piece x reader #roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x reader #opla x reader #i mean this is just me wanking on about my own feelings so uhh idk

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stripedwolf88 · 2 days

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The Eras Tour: Paris Night 1 (My Thoughts)

ALLLLLLLLRIGHT. So because @bettysgarden12 wanted to know my reactions and thoughts on everything that happened today, I thought I would share with the rest of yous. It's probably not going to be very in depth or analytical so fair warning on that hehe. Also this probably isn't in order of the show because my memory is trash haha.

1.First things first. The lover bodysuit. WHaT iN ThE FRiLly HeLl?!?!? I literally still don't know whether or not I dreamt of seeing that new bodysuit. Definitely, lesbian colors represented there and it was confirmed with the orange blazer she wore for The Man. It was not an accident I'm sure to have the inside be pink too.

(Side note: we all knew that The Archer was going to get cut. It actually makes a lot of sense too. I think we are past Taylor asking us to stay, not that she doesn't still hope us too. It's more like she is fine with blowing everything up now instead of focusing on the worry of messing everything up. At least I hope that is the case. We're here for ya Taylor. You got this.)

2. Second, the Fearless dress. I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I also saw that it looks really reminiscent of the original dress she wore for her Fearless tour. It's almost like she is going back to what once was.

3. Third, transitioning right into Red was something. The new Red shirt says "This is not Taylor's Version" when Red is in fact Taylor's again. Some of my moots pointed out that it could be referencing the whole Real Taylor vs Taylor The Brand theory that we as a community have been developing for quite some time. With this thinking, it would mean that the Taylor we are seeing is not someone Taylor claims as her own or something like that. It's not truly her which we all knew already.

4. Fourth, we saw a new intro for Speak Now (now officially just Enchanted since Long Live has been axed.) I don't have much to say on that other than I wasn't surprised that Long Live got cut. This cut also makes sense if we are thinking that Taylor is gonna burn it down. No more reminding about the good times or the "needing" fans to stand by her forever.

5. Fifth, combining folklore and evermore was unexpected but also not? Idk it made sense and to me it just seems like it was easier to combine them since room had to be made for TTPD.

6. Sixth, Rep was Rep. Nothing really changed from what I could tell or remember other than THE FREAKING GLASS CASES SHATTERING!!! YOU BREAK THAT GLASS CLOSET TAYLOR! WHOOP WHOOP!

7. Seventh, 1989 outfit was...something. It's just not my cup of tea visually. I DID NOT notice the lion or tiger(???) charm she had on until someone else pointed it out. Very interesting either way.

8. Eighth, putting TTPD before Midnights was an interesting choice. The whole theory that we still have to meet her at Midnight (credit to my moots for pointing this out again) is supported by this I think.

9. Ninth, the dress for TTPD is amazing!! And so are the other two outfits. The marching band uniform and it's possible reference back to ME! music video? It has me in shambles.

10. Tenth, the performance for Who Afraid of Little Old Me was visually amazing and she sang it beautifully (no surprise there) with such emotion that it was impossible for me to look away. Her levitating across the stage was also freaking awesome!

11. Next the empty cages imagery?? The nurses pulling her away from her lover??? The image of her crouching in the middle of this weird ass place??? That one really kind of freaked me out. It was eerie and heartbreaking in a way I'm not quite able to explain at this moment.

12. I was conflicted about I Can Do It With A Broken Heart both before, during, and after the performance. I had a feeling she was going to perform it and I kind of wanted her to just to hear her sing it live but then not because I knew how the fans were going to react. I really did face-palm when everyone yelled "More!" on the livestream but we all knew they were going to. The transition into ICDIWABH made me want to throw something at the TV but I also did snort on the petulance on Taylor's face for the little act. I really liked the old Hollywood theme for the visuals and the dance. It was pleasing to watch. BY THE WAY....HAVING THE OUTFIT FOR ICDIWABH ECHO HER OUTFITS ON REP IS REALLY SOMETHING. She bamboozled me again.

13. Midniiiiiiights. THE BODYSUIT IS MY FAVORITE ONE OUT OF THE ONES WE HAVE SEEN SO FAR. I'm glad that Mastermind was kept. I didn't think that she would have taken away anything from the Midnights era but if there was I had this weird concern that it would be Mastermind. Thank god my anxiety was unnecessary.

14. The surprise soooooongs~ Paris is a favorite of mine so I'm happy she played it but also of course she did. That was another predictable thing that happened. Her performance of loml was again heartfelt. She seems really happy to sing these new songs and it shows.

15. I am pretty freaking sure that the Bejeweled lights were a LOT more colorful and rainbowy than usual. Was that just me? Please tell me it wasn't just me!

Overall, it is safe to say that I was not prepared for the absolute chaos that today brought.

Taylor, it seems like you're really doing this (I reeeeeally hope that is the case) and I'm so happy for you if that is what is happening. You do you and you show us what's up. I'm looking forward to it. <3

#kaylor #gaylor #gaylor swift #ttpd #the tortured poets department #the eras tour #paris n1

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glade-constellation · 2 days

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I keep thinking about the lore implications of there being an Eclipse in the living world and an Eclipse in Purgatory. Like, to me, this is the clearest confirmation we have that the Eclipse we currently have in the show is not the Eclipse that was killed in Solar’s dimension. Unless the purgatory Eclipse was the original Eclipse, but I kind of doubt that due to the fact of Solar Flare’s presence. This means the living Eclipse is 100% just a copy.

I mean, this pretty much has already been confirmed by a lot of characters, including Ruin and Eclipse himself. But every time it gets reaffirmed, I just feel more sad about the situation. His treatment by Moon after he came back, and from Lunar up until they had that talk in the atrium. Even his treatment from Sun. I can’t blame any of them for how they acted, they are justified in what they did, but it’s just sad. It’s clear to us from an audience perspective that this Eclipse, while having Eclipse’s memories, wasn’t actually our Eclipse. His memories were much like Bloodmoon’s when they were brought back by Ruin. “Memories” taken from the show, second hand clips that may have shown what happened but had no feeling attached. It’s even explained that his coding is taken from Solar’s, and was rewritten to be more like Eclipse. He was quite literally made to act the way he acted. None of what he was doing was of his own free will. He even explains this in the episode where he kidnaps Ruin. He knew everything he was currently doing wasn’t something he would have done had he been in control of himself.

It is Eclipse, by design, but it’s not the one who died.

That Eclipse is still chasing the unachievable in a sort of purgatory state. He is still stuck on gaining a sense of justice he will never get. Even after his death, where he explained how tired he was, he continues to seek his vengeance.

This whole situation is just sad. The Eclipse we knew from the beginning of the show will never actually get to heal from his trauma. The living Eclipse may be getting the redemption arc we’ve been asking for, but honestly, it doesn’t feel like a proper redemption. If the person being redeemed didn’t actually do the wrong, does it count as redemption? He has the memories, but he didn’t actually perform the actions. The Eclipse in purgatory did.

I’m not complaining about the writing. I’m very happy that we are getting a redemption arc for Eclipse in the first place. It’s just sad. The person that would have been helped heal during that process is dead, and the person in his place was forced into the situation.

Honestly, in my opinion, this situation explains “not everyone can be helped” much better than Bloodmoon’s story did. The only reason Eclipse is getting help now is because, in so many different aspects, he isn’t that person. That person is gone, and will never be able to be helped. Even when he had a chance to be helped, he pushed in away in favor of achieving his chance at revenge until it was too late for him to be saved. Even now, dead in the afterlife, he’s fighting for that chance.

In the end, I just have to hope that this Eclipse gets all the help the old Eclipse never got.

#🌟 Ten Talks #tsams #sams #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show #tsams eclipse

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notlunaaa · 2 days

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Feel Better Method

I got a request for a Lee!Angel Ler!Charlie + (MiniLer!FatNuggets) so I hope you enjoy! 💞

Lee!Angel Dust

Ler!Charlie(small FatNuggets)

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‘Ughh.’ Angel groaned as he walked into the hotel, slamming the door behind him. Another shit day at work. Shittier than usual. He dragged his body over to the bar, the only thing he wanted right now was to completely lose himself in alcohol and not remember anything that happened today. However to his suprise, when he walked up to the bar the bartender was no where to be seen.

‘Husk?’ He yelled out but no response came back. Angel shrugged. It was late so it was probable that Husk had already packed up and gone to bed for the night. However he was a little suprised as usually the barcat waited until he at least came home. ‘Whatever I’ll just make my own drink.’ He thought to himself. He was about to climb over the bar and get himself a bottle when…

‘ANGEL!’

Charlie popped out from under the bar where she had apparently been hiding and waiting for him. Taken by surprise he yelped and stumbled back, tripping over his heels and landing on the floor with a thud.

‘Agh-! Charlie what the fuck!’

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you!

‘Why in Satan are you hiding underneath the bar? You scared the crap out of me!’ He huffed back.

Charlie rested her elbows on the bar top and held her face in her hands, watching Angel with a small smirk.

‘Because I know you had a rough day at work today, and that you would come straight here to drink yourself silly.’

‘Wow are you a fortune teller or something? Never would’ve guessed.’ Angel retorted sarcastically, already making his way back to grab a bottle.

Charlie pouted and blocked his way. ‘Drinking Alcohol isn’t the solution to your problems! You need a healthy coping mechanism.

Angel rubbed his temples. After his day with Val he really didn’t want to get into this shit right now.

‘Why don’t you tell me what happened? You can let out all your feelings to me instead of a bottle.’ She encouraged, looking at him with hopeful eyes.

‘Look Charlie, I love ya but I really don’t even want to think about what happened today let alone talk about it.’ And it was true, not some excuse to not talk to Charlie as usual. But Charlie kept looking at him longingly and he eventually caved. ‘Hah, Fine I’ll just go to bed and no Alcohol.’ He lifted his arms in defeat and began walking away to his room.

However as he did, Charlie noticed the ever so slight limp in his walk, and the eyebags that sat under his eyes, her heart sank. She knew today had been a particularly bad day for him.

She rushed up to him and a grabbed one of his hands. ‘Angel wait! If you don’t want to talk about it can I at least try and make you feel better?’

Angel huffed but didn’t protest, thinking it was something simple but wouldn’t actually work. So he let Charlie drag him to the sofa and sit him down. Angel Dust ‘s face was one of confusion as he wondered what the demon princess was about to do. Charlie sat next to him and asked him to face his back to her.

‘This is a method my Dad used on me when I was younger to cheer me up’ Charlie explained. ‘Sometimes I even use this on Vaggie and it works like a charm.’ She giggled.

‘Wow so even that old witch can feel happiness?’ Angel teased, which got him a soft slap on the back and a snort from Charlie.

‘Oh shush you. Now to start this method all you gotta do is close your eyes and hold your arms up.’ The porn star looked at her skepticaly but with a nod of confirmation he sighed and did as he was told.

‘So how does method work? Do you- hnngh!?’ He was sharply cut off by 2 fingers poking his sides. ‘H-Hey! D-Don’t do that!’

‘Hehe, so you are ticklish! Perfect this means my method will work.’ She began kneading her fingers against the spiders sides watching as he squirmed. ‘Noho! Charlie don’t!’ Angel yelped, his arms crashing down to protect his torso.

‘Sorry, but once this method started you have to see it through.’ There was hint of mischief in her voice and her fingers began exploring to find more spots to toy with.

‘Hmm, How about here? Are you ticklish here too?’ She asked nonchalantly as she dug into his ribs.

‘Aha! Gehehet ohohoff! Stahahahap!’

‘Ooo you are! Well I guess I should count your ribs and make sure they’re all there right? Don’t want any to go missing.’

The spider demon viscously shook his head, giggles spilling from his lips more freely now. ‘Nohohoho! Chaahahrlie ihihihi swear to Sahahaton!’ He tried to squirm away, but Charlie followed wherever he went attacking him with more tickles.’Leheheheheht mehehehehehehe go!’

‘One…..two….three.’ She counted each pair of ribs aganosingly slow, making sure to wiggle her fingers into each gap between each rib. Angel let a loud squeal and tried to escape, his thrashing increasing.

‘ Chahahahahrlie! Ahahahll my rihihihihibs ahahahahre fihihine plehehehehase! Stahahahahap!’

‘Angel! With all your squirming I can’t count properly, now I have to start all over again!’ Charlie couldn’t help but smirk as she said this, watching Angel shake his head furiously.

‘NohoHoho! PleHehease! Nohohohohot Ahahahahain!

Once more Charlie began dragging her fingertips up Angel’s ribcage, making it so slow Angel could really feel It. The she noticed the higher she went on his rib cage, the more he would squirm and his laugh would get louder.

‘Does it get worse the higher up your ribs I go?’ She teased.

‘NahAHAHAha! Ihihih’t doesn’t! NoHOHOhow stahahHAHAp!’ He blatantly lied.

‘Oh really?~’ The other chirped back, ‘So I guess this shouldn’t bother you.’ As she said this she had reached his top rib and then dug into his armpits.

‘EHEHEHEHEHEHEK! NOHOHOHOHOHO NAHAHAHAHAHT THEHEHEHERE!’ Angel let out a high pitched squeal and squirmed into the sofa,somehow trying to get away from his fate.

‘Not there? But you said it doesn’t get worse the higher up your ribs I go?.’ She said with a feign tone of confusion. ‘Angel did you lie to me? How dare you!.’ She pouted and began drawing teasing circles in the others underarm.

‘AHAHAHAHA! FUHUHUHUCK CHAHAHARLIE! STAHAHAP! I CAHAHAH-.’ Angel was thrown into hysterics when she moved down to his second pair of armpits, his eyes squeezed shut as tears of mirth pooled behind them and a faint blush tinged his face. ‘FAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAH! STAHAHAHA-!’ Loud cackling laughter filled the room as Angel smacked the sofa in efforts to relive the tickly feeing shooting through his body.

Eventually Angel’s laughter went wheezy and then silent, and Charlie knew this was her sign to stop. She brought her fingers to rest and gently rubbed her hands over Angels back. ‘Ahahahaha fuhuhuck…’

‘You okay?’ She couldn’t help but giggle a little

Then tiny footsteps could be heard walking down the hallway, and both demons looked up wondering who it could be. Fat Nuggets happily trotted into the room and dashed over to his owner and jumped into his arms.

‘Hey there Nuggets.’ Angel said whilst petting him. ‘Missed me?’ The pig let out a squeal in agreement and nuzzled into his side. ‘Ah! H-Hey! Nuhuhggs Nohoho nohohohot yohohohou too! Angel didn’t want to hurt him so he didn’t push him off, but instead curled up while giggling, his shoulders shaking. ‘Ehehehehe!’. After a few seconds Nuggets laid flat on Angel’s lap and fell asleep. Angel sighed, scoping him up and standing from the couch. ‘Well I’m going to bed now. See ya later Charlie.’

‘Did it work? Did my method make you feel better?’ She asked, a smile still on her face. Angel just flipped her off and she returned with a giggle. ‘Good Night Angel!’

As he walked away to his room, a small genuine smirk appeared on his lips. Ok, Maybe it helped just a little.

End

Hope you enjoyed!🫧

#hazbin hotel tickles #sfw tickle fic #lee!angeldust #ler!charlie #hazbin hotel #fat nuggets

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accenderesposts · 2 days

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[Honkai Star Rail 2.2 Spoilers]

Boothill, my beloved space cyborg cowboy! I swear, I haven't been this obsessed with a game character ever since Neuvillette. I'm sorry Robin, I absolutely love your songs and Ultimate, but my space cyborg cowboy is top priority.

A memory zone meme that was pretty much an eldritch abomination being called "Sleepie" and described like a docile pet that's misbehaving (AKA stabbing people to bring them to Dreamflux Reef)...

Love Boothill's back-up plans, especially the hostage one. His dynamic with Dan Heng is hilarious, and Boothill would absolutely hit it off with the MC. 🤣

Firefly being pretty much the first Stellarons Hunter the Astral Express as a whole genuinely gets along with.

Also Sunday...

I FCKING CALLED IT. I can't believe I was actually spot on with my Order theory!

Misha... I'M SO SAD. His departure actually hit me way harder than I thought it would. And it broke me when I saw the guest book and the departed note 😭. I'm so glad I've built him (I needed Ice AoE).

I loved the difference between the Preservation and the Harmony Path scenes. While the Preservation was more action packed, the Harmony was much more emotional since it was more of a debate of philosophies. The way Xipe glanced at us actually looked like THEY were supportive of the Trailblaze.

The Dream Ending scene really shocked me. And I was so pissed because I REALLY WANTED BOOTHILL TO TRAVEL WITH US, even if it was for a short while 😭.

Also was not expecting an Argenti appearance. I learned from others in Twitter you can actually avoid his fight by picking the right dialogue. I can't believe I missed an achievement.

Boothill's plan at the end really made me more interested in the current status of the Galaxy Rangers. Their scene was so cool, they actually arrived without hesitation when Boothill fired the burial artifact.

Finally got official confirmation that Acheron shares a name with her HI3 and Genshin counterparts just like Himeko and Bronya.

The Harmonious Choir Boss was fcking epic. And it's awesome and funny that the MC and Clockie basically just ram THE ENTIRE ASTRAL EXPRESS (even if it's just a copy) onto him. And the Robin song cutscene was so cool.

WHY DID IT HAVE TO END ON ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER?? I hope we actually get significant Boothill lore in 2.3, I mean, the cliffhanger does need to be addressed.

Penacony is absolutely PEAK. I love that the mission revealed significant lore about the Nameless.

#honkai star rail #hsr #boothill #trailblazer #penacony

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sillyyuserr · 3 days

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Despite all i post about being terukane, i actually fucking love nene.

hence, 4 reasons why you should love nene too (+mini analysis at the end?)

Reason 1: shes cares so much

For one, when aoi was trapped in the far shore, not only did she cry, but so much so that even mentioning her name made her cry, like full on cry not even tear up. She let herself cry in a public infront of someone she deems ‘hottest guy in the school’ not really gaf cus she misses her bsf

And when she got aoi back, she didnt need aoi’s apology she just missed her, going in for an immediate hug, letting aoi tear up in her arms

At the end of the ‘picture perfect’ arc she thanked shijima mei for the painting, something no one else did

She asked what sumire saw in No. 6 to make her like him sm, again something only she did which caught hanako and sumire off guard

Reason 2: shes adorable.

idk how shes not as popular as aoi she’s actually so pretty. A moment of silence for our queen nene

Literally so gorgeous in anything she wears

Reason 3: She’s the mc, what are you doing NOT loving her??

shes the narrator, the character we’ve known the longest and are going to stick with until the end. How dare thee betray her and say she sucks? ‘She has a big forehead’ its called a hairstyle

‘she has big ankles’ yah and theyre cute. Its called having originality

‘copy and paste personality’ shes actually one of the more original mc’s ive seen in awhile. She isnt one of those girls who’re obsessed with just boys and makes that her whole personality, yes she does get crushes easily, but she’d rather die and lose the boy she actually has a chance with than let her bestfriend die. She has standards

Reason 4: shes cool as fuck?

she has a skull brooch, skull on her phone, horns ON HER PHONE, wears yin and yang hair pins, loves opera songs about forbidden love, loves scary stories, interested in supernaturals and the dead/ghosts and to top it all off, in the pilot she CURSED her ex to DEATH

FYM SHES MID??

tired and can’t think of anything else 😭 kinda starting to think chapter 113 IS the last chapter. I mean you’d think AidaIro would say something considering they’ve been making this manga for almost a decade now but the ‘sinister’ ending along with there being no ‘next chapter up on the 18th!’ Makes me kinda nervous 😭 as i said they’ve been doing this almost 10yrs no way they’d forget to put it there

AidaIro have publicly stated they both dislike/hate happy endings. And this i feel, is a perfect way to end it horribly. I absolutely hate the idea of this being an ending, but it would work out pretty smoothly in pissing off their entire fanbase. I mean theres so many unanswered questions and so many things left unsaid.

are teru and aoi really getting married? which yugi sibling is alive? will any of my previous ‘suspicions’ be definitively confirmed? what happened to hanako? what changed? whats happening with the clock keepers? what did natsuhiko do? what is sakuras role in this story?

this seems such a perfect way to end is so horribly😭 REALLY hope this isnt the case doh we’ll just have to wait and see. The topic strayed very far off from why you should love nene 😭 sorry lmao

#real #aidairo #tbhk #chapter 113 #yashiro nene #cryinf

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