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🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

6, probably. It isn't my favorite bit, because it's harder to tell when IT'S done VS when the overall plot is done, it's much harder to constantly reread what you've written and go "did I do what I set out to do?" I think that with my last thing, I spent more time editing than writing; there was one part that required the whole scene to be rewritten about three times. And it's never fun to have a part that you really liked and then have to cut (there was one line in my most recent one that KILLED me to cut -- it's safe in another document so I can use it down the line, but still). On the plus side, it's also where I get to fill out parts, add things to suit the mood, build atmosphere when I feel like I need to do that.

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

...oh. God. WEIRD, hm. I guess that depends on how you define "weird" -- for some people, authentic Old Irish is weird, but for me, that's just bringing my job into my fanfic. But I suppose for things that are far away from what I would usually do...

For anything set in the Toho RetJ world, I actually did look at pictures of, say, Chernobyl now, to give myself a template for how the world would look like. I looked up different predictions for how the world would look after a certain number of years, including weather patterns, natural disasters, etc., looked at videos like "Life After People" from the History Channel (which is...the History Channel, but gave me some inspiration), looked up photos of crumbling apartment buildings and how they look and the kind of natural decay that settles in, while also hunting down articles on the Shakespeare so that that could inform some of my characterizations.

Likewise, for my Terra Nova fanfic, I often found myself looking up fossils from the Cretaceous period, both plant and animal, trying to integrate them into the world of Terra Nova, looking through pictures of the sets so I could try to do some worldbuilding for how the world of the show works.

For my BG3 things, I have, like, 4-5 lore books on my computer, and I've looked up everything from, say, how to kill Lolth to drider transformation to Drow foods in the Underdark to Drow burial rites to coming of age rituals to necromancy to whether Devils in the world of DND eat mortals (...undecided) to Cambion biology (answer: they'd have to be able to decide on what a Cambion IS first) to what body temperature a Drow VS an Elf would have. I've looked up the ingredients to various potions for the sake of Kitrye's alchemy, common traits among albinos IRL VS the Szarkai in DND for Malla (Malla's eyesight is too good, but it's essential to her character, so sure), and real-world contracts and the language involved to write Raphael's deals. For a non-DND player, I've had to dive as deeply into the lore as possible (and often, esp. with regards to the Drow, going "that's stupid, I'm doing something better".)

For weirdest research OVERALL, definitely probably walking up and down a ~16th-17th century fortress so I could get a feel for how the Bastille might have felt.

...actual 18th century smut and how gay men in the 18th century usually conceived of sex. Opera schedules from the 18th-19th centuries, so that, when an opera's mentioned, it's usually something that was either playing at the time or plausible.

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

God, I've gotten to see a lot of really good fanart, and, especially, now that I'm doing BG3 things, I am really routinely being spoiled. I'm going to give a list, just because I think that there are worse things to spill a lot of ink on than giving people their proper due.

First of all, propping my friends, @hotelfgirl did a piece of Kitrye that lives rent free in my head. She has that specific sad girlfailure vibe that I love to see.

@drewsaturday did some Morléans fanart for my birthday that also lives eternally rent-free in my head; it really captured part of the appeal of the ship (besides the tragic ending), which is the level of trust involved, the intimacy of it.

For Irish Myth stuff, even if it's always slightly awkward to call it "fanart" in the same way that, say, BG3 things are fanart or things for my musicals are fanart, anything by @amylouioc, absolutely wonderful interpretations of medieval Irish figures by a modern Irish artist, my favorite is probably Nuada over here. I love the lighting, I love the color scheme, I love the detailing around the arm, especially the little blue tatoos...and, admittedly, I also love that Nuada's a KILF (King I'd Like To--terrorize the Fomoiri with) because I am, at the end of the day, a simple woman. (You all thought it was going to be Bres, didn't you?)

@aodhan-art - WONDERFUL pieces from medieval Irish lit; the first piece of his I was aware of was this one which...well. He knows the context, but it was a very memorable part of a very memorable trip for me. There's this real...sassiness Áed in particular has that I love, this real sense of personality. I also have to talk about this; it isn't often that we get Bres/Sreng fanart (or anything about Bres at ALL), so I love seeing him memed; I'm glad someone put up the money to do the commission and I'm even more glad he did it, it's perfect for both of them. Lest anyone think I'm forgetting Bres' better half, though, I love the work done on Bríg here; I love all the little detailing, all the textures, the little freckles on her skin, the clothing ITSELF looking like something from medieval Ireland.

Speaking of which, @violetcancerian's drawing of Bres and Sreng here, like. Look at them. It's Christmas. They're happy.

For BG3 fanart...

@lemmeurs Raphael fanart here is great; I love anything that captures the duality of Raphael's character, I love the use of lighting and shadow in it, the single strand of hair hanging over his face in both the Cambion and Human forms, the sharp edges of his cheekbones, the overall color scheme. Legitimately have not stopped thinking about it for days.

@shahs1221 ANYTHING by her is great, I really love this one here. For obvious professional reasons, I can't engage with any Professor/Student Raphael content on here (nothing personal, but if I don't engage with it, I have nothing to hide if anyone decides to link my fandom life to my academic life...which has happened before, regrettably), BUT her Professor Raphael art, both this and the follow-up, live rent-free in my brain (I will also note, if any colleagues, mentors, undergrads, potential peer reviewers, etc. should FIND this, they will note that it is based on a wonderful fic series where Raphael is dating someone who is NOT a student). LOVE the cozy academia vibe, especially the one in the follow-up where he's sleeping in a nice, incredibly comfortable looking sweater. (The real question in life: Do I want Raphael in this art or do I want to BE Raphael in this art?) Also...the baby cow eyes paired with sharp cheekbones are in full effect, causing me to briefly have my IQ drop into the single digits.

@adarlingmess WONDERFUL Raphael content in general, but I think I lean towards Dadbod!Raphael in the bath . I love it for the...plot? ("The plot" in this case being "Those cheekbones + a soft stomach"). I love the atmosphere, the kind of haze created by a combination of the steam + candles, Raphael looking relaxed for once in his immortal life, the way the candlelight plays on his face, the railing in the background (...not...that kind of railing...the railing from the game. The metal railing that is in the game.) Overall, it just really captures the feeling of that area of the Boudoir very well, it brings in a lot of small details, AND Raphael looks very good.

@potatocrisp Absolutely LOVE the dynamic that their Tav has with Raphael, the kind of push/pull dynamic on both ends, the way the two of them are both compromised for one another but are extremely stubborn about it (favorite Tavphael dynamic, ngl), the way that her Tav very clearly has the upper hand over this immortal, ancient being. I love her character design, I love the detailing on his doublet, especially the little shine of metal at his wrists, the little lace edging at her stockings.

@infernaldaydreams Hahaha, BG3 fanart that is NOT Raphael. I love everything I've seen of hers, but this one is probably my favorite, not the least because it was the first one I saw. I love how bittersweet it is, I love the tenderness, the focus on hands, the way that Gortash's face gets overshadowed and then lightens up for her, I just...God, these two rotten people have me in a chokehold, I love them. (But also, in the nicest possible way, fuck you for making me feel THINGS, knowing how Durgetash ends in canon.)

#long post #thank you!

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kdreader02 · 8 months

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hey!

so im curious about this elisabeth das musical thing and instead of doing the logical thing (that is, googling everything about it and deciding what to do by myself) i'd like to ask you if you would have some kind of "beginner's guide to elisabeth das musical" thing to help any random person to get into it? i see you reblog a lot of it and it sounds fun :3

Okay so!

Elisabeth das Musical is a German musical about the life of the Austrian empress Elisabeth. The events of her life helped directly lead to WW1. But they included the character of the personification of Death, who for lack of a better word, stalks her the majority of her life.

EDM has been translated and performed in multiple countries, including Germany (where it originated), Hungary, Japan, and Korea. Strangely, despite being the most successful German musical of all time, it has not been translated officially into English.

Be warned it is a very dark show, especially dealing with mental health, suicidal ideation, suicide, and eating disorders. Depending on the performance, Death can also be triggering, considering the stalking. Imo, the 2005 version with Máté Kamaras makes me uncomfortable for that reason, but I do know that version is very popular.

If you want to start with a German version, I would highly recommend either the original 1992 or the 2002 version, both with Pia Douwes as Elisabeth and Uwe Kroger as Death. Imo, I like what they did with 1992 a little more, but the performances improved a lot in the ten years between shows. Here are links to them both with English subtitles:

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And the 1992 performance:

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Unfortunately, my personal favorite is not on YouTube with subtitles, it’s the Japanese 2015 Toho White version with Mari Hanafusa as Elisabeth and Shirota Yu as Death. But here’s the clip that got me hunting down the full version with subtitles!

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thebrikbox · 8 months

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Godzilla, 1954

The most iconic and most recognized movie star in the world isn’t Brad Pitt, Johnny Depp, or anyone else on the Hollywood A-list; it’s the one, the only: GODZILLA!

Godzilla is the most recognized movie star in the world and he is the most beloved character. From his Japanese debut in 1954, and introduction to American audiences in 1956, Godzilla struck a chord with newfound fans and his popularity continued to grow tremendously so much so that fans get antsy between releases. What will be his new nemesis? Will he have a makeover from the last movie? What? When? Ahhh!

The beginning

We owe Japanese filmmaker, Tomoyuki Tanaka, an honorable bow for bringing his imagination to life. Tormented by the destruction caused by the atom bomb in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Tomoyuki conjured a symbol that reflected the fear of his country’s people - radiation. He imagined a giant monster appearing out of the ocean while on a plane. Looking down at the Pacific Ocean, Tanaka not only imagined a monster, but he thought about the trauma he and his people suffered and their struggles of rebuilding from the tragedy. The monster would be an enormous size and with radioactive powers.

“Japanese people back then had a great fear of radiation which is what gave Godzilla his enormous size. He always stood for nature’s retaliation against humanity.” - Tomoyuki Tanaka

Tanaka collaborated with Ishiro Honda and Eiji Tsuburaya to create Godzilla’s personality, a history if you will, where soon after, the idea for a monster took shape. The team wanted a significant menacing look for monster yet to be named. Tanaka remembered an American movie, The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms, and the scary T-Rex which became the inspiration for Godzilla’s look.

Appearance

Akira Watinabe knew what to do. The monster needed to be amphibious and reptilian. He combined features of a T-Rex, an alligator, a stegosaurus, and an Iguanodon and designed a menacing being. The skin’s texture represented keloid scars from the survivors of the atom bomb. Three rows of serrated plates were placed along the back down to its powerful long tail and this feature allowed the monster to swim flawlessly in water.

Teizō Toshimitsu sculpted a prototype figure to give it life, a realistic concept and Tanaka couldn’t have been more satisfied. Now, what to call it.

A name

How Godzilla was named will always be debated. One tale claims Tonaka named the monster Gojira afrer learning of a Toho worker who was nicknamed that. Gojira is a combined word of “gorira - gorilla” and “kujira - whale.” The name suited the monster’s origin and it was perfect. Toho Studios confirmed this, however, Tonaka’s widow disputes this. No matter, the name was selected and couldn’t be more fitting.

Gojira was changed to Godzilla once American studios collaborated with Toho.

Abilities

It was important to Tanaka that radiation was a part of Godzilla. He would generate nuclear power from within with the idea of him using it as a weapon. The creating team wanted Godzilla to have atomic breath, a radioactive beam so powerful it could melt steel like wax. His skin couldn’t be pierced by any kind of man-made weapon; the idea was to give mankind a sense of hopelessness and doom.

Godzilla’s voice

Akira Ifkube created a chilling roar with pine tar resin on a glove that he rubbed on a contrabass. The recorded sound was played back, but to get it right, the recording was slowed down at various speeds until it was perfect.

The suit

The original monster suit was made of hard to find materials after WWII. Plastics, rubber, cotton, and silicone were these materials, and Toho used whatever they could get and they made it work, but at the expense for the actor. Wires and bamboo was used to shape Godzilla’s body and chicken wire held the shape together. For comfort, fabric was used to cushion the inside. The finished product weighed 100kg and was grueling for Haruo Nakajima. Lack of ventilation made it difficult to breathe and he’d sweat profusely as soon as the headpiece was put on. He was Godzilla for over a decade and in the duration of his time, the suit changed to latex materials which was lighter and easier to move in, but still with some challenges when filming.

Miniature scale locations, landscapes, and the ocean. Special effects artist, Eiji Tsuburaya was limited to resources for the filming of Gojira, he used wiring and support mechanisms when filming. Eiji’s bigger challenge was Godzilla in water. The material absorbed too much water and proved difficult for Haruo to walk; Eiji incorporated support beams and wires that attached to the suit.

Release

October 27, 1954, Gojira premiered in Nagoya, and then released in Japan November 3. Edmund Goldman of Jewell Enterprises heard about wanted the movie adapted for American audiences. He worked out an agreement with Toho studios in 1955 to remake the movie by adding Raymond Burr as an American journalist in Japan when Godzilla emerged. The movie was remade with English dubbing added and was released in America as Godzilla, King of the Monsters.

The movie was a sensation, except for one man who hated it. Ray Harryhausen made the claymation movie The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms and he accused Toho Studios of stealing his T-Rex and mimicking his movie. He believed that Japan mocked him and he remained bitter his entire life. Yes, Godzilla was inspired by the T-Rex, but they did not steal anything from the the movie. Rumors claimed Ray was angry, jealous, of Godzilla’s success.

Global impact

American critics of Japan accused them for exploiting the devastation they suffered from the atomic bomb in WWII and the Daigo Fukuryū Maru incident, a claim Japan denied.

"They called it grotesque junk, and said it looked like something you'd spit up. I felt sorry for my crew because they had worked so hard!" - Ishiro Honda, quoted in the Tokyo Journal.

The same critics said Godzilla’s atomic breath was strange, nothing alive would have such physical traits. But after the movie received great reviews, the critics began singing a different tune. Millions of fans loved everything about him.

From 1954 to today, millions of fans worldwide anticipate every movie release because of how he destructive he is, how the Japanese defend themselves, but mostly to see what new nemeses the king of monsters will battle. I will admit that it’s a grueling wait between movie releases. Godzilla is my all-time favorite movie star and I’ve seen every movie made multiple times with a fluttering heart and excitement like seeing them for a first time.

Cast and crew

1954 Gojira -

Actors: Akira Takarada, Momoko Kochi, Akihiko Hirata, Takashi Shimura

Directed by: Ishiro Honda

Produced by: Tomoyuki Tanaka

Story by: Shigeru Kayama

Special effects: Eiji Tsuburaya

Written by: Takeo Murata, Ishiro Honda

Score: Akira Ifukube

Cinematography: Masai Tamai

Edited by: Taichi Taira

Productions: Toho Co., Ltd.

Movie Grade: 0.0 to 4.0

Score: 4.0

Photo references: Getty Images

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Gadzooki + Konky Donk: The Empire Magazine review

Oh shit I was supposed to post this weeks ago and forgot, oops. Anyway, having seen Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire a second time and solidified my opinion of it, yeah it's pretty good! Major glow-up from the previous entry. It's not perfect and is no less stupid than its predecessor, but it's the kind of dumb movie that I like, one that doesn't go out of its way to insult my intelligence or annoy me. The things that worked about Godzilla vs. Kong are here only way more, and the things that sucked are mostly not here. There's just enough substance that my adult self is happy, and all the mindless wild spectacle that makes kWo Junior cheer and want to bash action figures together. Adam Wingard said in an interview that his aim was to make a modern-day Toho Champion Festival movie, and I think he succeeded. I'm no longer nearly as worried about the future of the MonsterVerse as I was. I thought this picture was going to suck ass, but I sure ate my words. 4 stars, check it out if you haven't yet.

There's the short version. Under the cut, I'll get into specifics of what I liked and what I didn't. If you're still wanting to see GxK and somehow haven't yet, I recommend doing so before reading on, because I spoil a lot of the movie here.

WHAT I LIKED

Big-time Inhumanoids vibes. The tone, the “journey into a subterranean world to stop evil monsters from taking over Earth” plot, Skar King being kinda like Metlar personality-wise and living in a horrible lava hell, the wacky pseudoscience and power armor (well, just a gauntlet but you get the picture), the gruesome violence…I half-expected the end credits to sound like this. GxK is the closest I think we will ever get to a big-budget theatrical Inhumanoids motion picture, unless a miracle happens and Hasbro decides to give a shit again and buys back the rights. For those who aren't familiar with Inhumanoids: get familiar with it, you’ll thank me later.

Rebecca Hall's new hairstyle. Yeah.

Bernie no longer sucks. Way less grating and unfunny, doesn't parrot fascist talking points every goddamned second, and the sense of wonder he shows upon seeing the Hollow Earth for the first time really won me over.

Jia. One of the previous movie’s strongest aspects in my opinion, particularly her dynamic with Kong, and that holds true in this picture as well. She gets a good deal more to do, shows off more range, and her whole emotional arc in this hits just right for me. Feeling alone even though you’re not, feeling like you don’t fit in anywhere, thinking there must be something wrong with you but you can’t put it into words…these are things I can relate to all too well. And I won’t lie, I choked up when she chose to stay with Andrews at the end.

Unfridging the Iwi. The previous film’s most egregious, unforgivable misstep has been walked back, and I couldn’t be happier. It’s also good to see the Iwi having a more active role in the story, instead of basically being window dressing like in Kong: Skull Island, which as much as I love that movie was kind of a problem. It helps that the Hollow Earth Iwi are just extremely cool. Love the crystal spears, the gravity pyramid and all their other Sufficiently Advanced tech. They’re like if Seatopia weren’t horrible assholes, or if the Nilai Kanai were in a better movie. I like 'em!

Dentist! A thing I love about the MonsterVerse is how it comes up with creative stuff involving kaiju that no other movie has ever really thought to do (e.g. Godzilla flashing Chellen-kov LIGHT from his spines as a threat display). I also like that it shows how the world has changed in response to the emergence of Godzilla and the others—how culture, the economy, politics, and general day-to-day life have shaped themselves around these creatures. Trapper exemplifies both of these things really well. I doubt I would ever have come up with the idea of a kaiju veterinarian, let alone written a scene showing how a dental procedure on a 300-foot ape would work, but I'm so grateful for that level of worldbuilding. He’s also just a goofy weird guy and I like him.

Golden Earring "Twilight Zone" needle drop. One of my favorite songs of all time is in this movie and I know it's kinda stupid to pop for things like that, but goddammit I loved it.

Kong’s arc. There’s just something really satisfying about finally seeing a King Kong who isn’t the last of his kind. Plus he gets a Trendmasters accessory robo-glove gimmick, which is just stupid enough that I'm into it.

Monster rasslin'. I do wish the fight scenes had more weight and scale to them, but goddamn, they're just so much fun and visually engaging. I can't dislike a movie where Godzilla does a vertical suplex.

Sucko. I love this horrible little ugly-cute weirdo/giant ape version of Rock Howard, and not just because “hehe funni mokney” or the bit where Kong uses him as a blunt object to clobber those other assholes. I got genuinely invested in him and Kong bonding, as he realizes that barely anyone in the Skar King’s domain ever showed him genuine kindness before. He is good and can stay.

The Skar King. Fantastic love-to-hate-him scumbag villain, chock-full of personality. You really want to see Kong and Godzilla kick this guy’s ass, and his cruelty and tyranny getting paid back in full at the end is so satisfying. The only thing that really sucks about him is his uncreative name. Like come on, “Hanuman” was RIGHT THERE, especially since the Whipslash can totally stand in for a tail.

Skar King’s soldiers. I love these Lost City of Zinj-ass motherfuckers. They're nasty and fun and I want action figures of them yesterday, so hey uh, Playmates, maybe get on that? Not like you'd have to spend a ton of money either, just reuse the Ferocious Kong and Skar King body molds and make a couple new heads, splash some red paint on em and voila, instant gorilla warfare. That one balding ape with the fucked-up eye who Sucko kicks off the pyramid to his death might require some new tooling, but nothing major.

Shimo. It's nice to have an antagonist monster who isn't evil, and is still alive at the end of the picture. We don't often get reptilian monsters not named Godzilla that are babyfaces, and ice powers are rare in Toho kaiju circles. She's just a breath of fresh air, with a simple but effective design and a genuine emotional hook; I really felt bad for her when the Skar King was bossing her around and basically torturing her, and the joy she feels at her freedom from his control transcends onto me, the viewer.

Mothra is so fucking back. She makes her presence felt, she doesn't die this time, and she gets a little more to do here than in King of the Monsters, which I appreciate. I still say she ought to have a solo spinoff movie; she's Strong and Cool™ enough to stand on her own, and there's so much more you can do with her than just being Godzilla's conscience and bestest pal.

Tiamat. It was nice to see her in motion finally instead of just being relegated to tie-in comics that the movies ignore 99.9% of the time. Shame we’re never gonna see her again.

WHAT I DIDN'T LIKE

Junkie XL's score. Soulless and unmemorable hackery, just like his work on Godzilla vs. Kong. The Skar King motif sounds like he started to compose something and then just gave up. He also has a Jimmy Hart version of "Mothra's Song" to accompany the previous movie's Jimmy Hart Godzilla theme, and it's just as lame. Bring back McCreary or Desplat, please and thank ya.

AVP-wi. As much as I like the Hollow Earth Iwi, I’m a little annoyed that the Iwi are now apparently the only ancient monster-worshiping culture there has ever been. It feels dumbed down, and limits what future stories in this setting will be able to do.

Godzilla Evolved. Boy oh boy do I have a lot to say about this, none of it good. Godzilla's new look is way too busy and overdesigned with all these spiky greebles all over him that make him look more like a Monster Hunter boss than the King of the Monsters, and his proportions physically hurt me to look at. Where did all the internal organs in his torso go to make his waist that slim? What the fuck is up with his arms? Why are there dorsal spines growing out of his elbows and forearms? It just doesn't look right. I get that they're trying to evoke the Godzilla 2000 design with the giant pink spines and slimmer body proportions and the spikier and slightly greener skin (it's even got the same feet) but it just isn't done that well, and besides, if I wanted to see that design, I'd watch that movie. It’s just fucking up the cohesion of the Legendary Godzilla design and eroding its visual identity even more, dragging it further and further in directions it wasn’t meant to go in a cynical capitalistic move to sell new toys. I said it in 2019 and I'll say it again: if it ain't broke, don't fix it. Moreover, it's 100% cosmetic and doesn't actually affect the movie at all in any meaningful way, it's just Dragon Ball-style "new color = stronger" power creep. We keep being told how much more powerful Godzilla is now, but we're not shown any evidence that there's a significant difference. It doesn't feel like there's anything Evolved Godzilla does that regular Godzilla couldn't or hasn't before. He doesn't act any different or display new abilities. His new thagomizer and Batmanesque arm spines? Never uses 'em, they're just more surface greebles to clutter up the design. Why make changes like that if you're not gonna do anything with them? Hell, the only new trick Godzilla shows off in this, the classic blue Nuclear Pulse, is something he uses before he evolves! And then he never does it again after that! Even the atomic breath color change is meaningless. We're told it's stronger than before, but again, we never actually see that; it doesn’t seem to do any more damage to monsters or buildings than the old one did. Sure, it burns away Shimo's ice storm at the end, but Godziller burned a tunnel all the way through the fucking Earth with the regular blue breath in the last movie, so it doesn't really feel like something he needed a new form to be able to do. I don't believe for one second that Godzilla Evolved was necessary; there's not enough real difference between it and Original Flavor Godzilla to justify its existence. I realize that's probably unfair of me to say since I don't know if or how much anything that would've helped illustrate the difference better may have been part of the movie before but got cut for time, but to me at least, the effect on the finished film is that Most Powered-Up New Godzilla® just feels like a palette swap in a video game, and that's not great. Maybe instead, oh I dunno, you could have Godzilla have a rough time and just barely win against Scylla in Rome instead of wasting her in seconds, Final Wars-style? Maybe have a little flashback to the ancient war of Godzilla vs. Hanuman & 700 Big Gorilla, like show him barely surviving that, so we get an idea of what he's up against? Then when he powers up, we can buy that he's stronger now, like a sense of progression or something. Instead, what we get is basically a Hong Kong martial arts flick if it showed the hero doing a training montage and then beating all the bad guys, but didn't show any of why he needed to train in the first place, e.g. the bad guys kicking his ass. It's a payoff with no setup. I assume this is probably a side effect of Godzilla in New Empire being what immature people with bad opinions claim he was in Godzilla (2014)—a guest star in his own movie—so there might not have been a way to avoid this problem without significantly altering the pacing, but like…could they have at least fucking tried?

#godzilla x kong the new empire #monstrous monologues #kwo at the movies

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spacecadet-ticklesinspace · 1 year

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Sebastian Stan x reader? They are teasing him all day and he gets them back with tickles?

Sebastian Stan and Reader

Summary: Platonic tickle fic with big brother figure Sebastian and little sibling Y/N ❤️

"Aww, look at your little ponytail." You gently tugged on Sebastian's hair. "It's so tiny."

Sebastian pulled his head away. "Quit it Y/N."

"But it's so springy. Look?" You tugged on your costar's hair again. "Boing! Boing! Boing!"

Sebastian chuckled as he gently pushed you back. "What's gotten ihinto yohou today? Yohouve beheen pulling my hair ahall day."

"Ihi just lohove playing with yohour hair."

"When normal people play with hair, they usually ruhun thehir fingers through it." The older man gently pulled your hand into his. "Nohot bounce someone's ponytahail."

"Buhut it's soho much fuhun."

"Oh really?" Sebastian shook your hand. "Ihits just funny Y/N?"

You giggled at the shake. "Yeheah!"

"Aww. You know what else ihis fun?"

"Whahat?"

The older man smirked before he tugged you forward. He quickly pulled you into his lap before wrapping you in a hug.

"Sebastian! What ahare you doing?"

"You never answered my question Y/N."

"What question?"

"Do you knohow whahat else is fuhun Y/N?"

You squirmed in Sebastian's hold. You knew where this was going.

"Ahanswer the question Y/N," the older man sing-songed.

"Uhum---uhuh . . ."

"Cohome oooon."

"Hold ohon! Uhum . . . T-tick---."

As you struggled to get out the word, Sebastian's fingers brushed against your side. "Come on, you can do it."

Of all the days you could have chosen to wear a crop top to set, you were glad you had chosen today. Your most ticklish spot now had no protection from those skittering fingers . . . Not that you really minded all that much.

"Y/N." A finger poked your side. "It's impolite to ignore people whoho ahare talkihing to yohou."

"Eek! Hey!"

"Now answer my question. What's more fun than playing with people's hair?"

The blush on your cheeks darkened as you whispered, "Tickles."

"What was that?" Sebastian leaned closer. "I cahant hear youuu."

"T-t-tickling!"

The older man dug into your sides. "Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner."

As those fingers destroyed your sides, you dissolved into laughter and squirms.

Sebastian chuckled. "Sehee how much fun this ihis? Much more fuhun thahan hair pulling."

"Thahat tihickles!"

"Ihi know." Sebastian spidered his hand on to your tummy. "But that's what happens when you leheave your most ticklish spohot exposed."

Your face burned even brighter. He knew how ticklish your stomach was. And that smirk made you blush even more as you readjusted so you could sit across his lap to expose your tummy even more.

Most people would think it odd to be so close to your co-star, especially someone older. But you looked up to Sebastian kind of like an older brother. He teased you, ruffled your hair, and treated you like a little sibling.

Like now when he booped your nose. "You know, if you wanted tickles, you could just ask. I'm always happy to do it Y/N."

"I dohon't knohow---."

Sebastian held a finger up. "Shhhh, just admit it and accept it. You've been teasing me all day and you chose to wear a crop top."

"It's a styhyle chohoice!"

"A style choice you barely wear on set."

You opened your mouth to retort, but every one you could think of wouldn't convince him differently.

"Sehee?" Sebastian's fingers started spidering across your stomach again. "You're juhust mad Ihi fihigured it out."

You squeaked before dissolving into bubbly laughter and kicks.

"Awww, who gave you permission toho behe this cute? It's unfair toho thehe rest of uhus who actually have to tryhy."

"Sh-shuhush!"

"And why should I hm? Gihive mehe one good reason why I shouldn't tell you how cute you ahare."

"Becauhause . . . Behecahause . . ."

Your costar grinned as his tickling sped up. "Just take your tickles like the kiddo you are Y/N."

You were certain your face would explode before you were both done. "Yohou jeherk!"

"For what? Pointing out the obvious? Telling the truth? Tickling you into oblivion? Being the best older brother around?"

"Yohou're aha jeherk!"

"Ahand you're just too ticklihish. Just a ticklish little baby. Yes you are. Yes you a---."

"Sebastian, Y/N."

Both of you froze and looked toward the dressing room door.

Chris smiled as he stepped into the room. "Two minutes until the next scene."

Sebastian wrapped you in a hug so you wouldn't jump out of his lap. "Thanks Chris. We'll be there soon."

"Sure thing. Oh, and Sebastian?"

"Yeah?"

Chris tapped the collar of his own shirt where his microphone usually was. "Might want to try turning off your microphone in between scenes."

Your eyes widened as Sebastian pulled out his microphone pack. Sure enough, the little light that indicated it was on burned almost as bright as your face.

"Don't worry. Everyone thought you two were adorable." Chris poked your exposed side. "And you better start speaking up about wanting tickles instead of picking on old Sebastian over here."

You squeaked.

Sebastian laughed. "Ihi'm nohot that ohold!"

"Sure thing." Chris ruffled your hair. "And if you're up for it later Y/N, I want a turn."

Your blush immediately reappeared as you hid in your hands. No one had ever asked for a turn to tickle you and you didn't know how to respond.

"Yohou think about it Y/N, I don't wahant to overstep if you're overwhehelmed. See you guys in two."

You're heart melted a little as you heard footsteps head away and out the door. You had a pretty good crew family.

"Alright Y/N." Sebastian stood with you in his arms. "Time to go."

"Ack!" Everything around you turned upside down as you were tossed over your costar's shoulder. "Sebahastian! But mehe down!"

The older man headed toward the door. "Hey kid, what do you think about the nickname Zeb?"

"Whahat?"

"Sebastian makes me feel like I'm being scolded. Whahat if you call mehe Zeb instehead?"

You positively beamed at the suggestion. "Really? A nickname for you?"

"Yehes. Now what do yohou think?"

You gave him two thumbs up that he couldn't see. "Ihi love ihit!"

Sebastian grinned and set you back upright. "Me tohoo kid. Now come on, before wehere late."

You two two raced down the hall to make it on time, but it was worth it.

Now to decide if you would take Chris up on his offer.

#lee reader #ler sebastian stan #brief mention of chris evans #ticklefic

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tickling-giggles · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 6: Hiding

Parings Zenitsu and Tanjiro

Lee Zenitsu

Ler Tanjiro

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Tanjiro came back to the butterfly mansion normally greeted with nezuko and Zenitsu handing him someone but this time it was different.

There was no nezuko nor Zenitsu, ‘maybe they’re asleep?’. But when he checked the room he seen a inosuke being his flexible, his futon was yellow and knew exactly who did it, also nezuko’s box was gone.

“Hey inosuke where is nezuko and zenitsu… I don’t think nevermind” Tanjiro asked also remembering that inosuke’s midriff was still healing.

“Nehehehehe shut it, I think he’s playing some type of hiding game some orange stuff was spilled on your futon just before you walked in” inosuke explained, as he switched positions.

“So basically to summarize he’s hiding from me isn’t he”

“Yep” I inosuke grinned.

‘Okay well they can’t be far since they just ran off’ Tanjiro thought as he started walking down the hallway checking every nook and cranny.

Until he heard. “Shh nezuko he’s gonna find us” Zenitsu quietly hushed her.

“I know you both are around here somewhere” tanjiro said with a playful tone. He kept looking until he seen a long strand of nezuko’s hair.

“Hmm I wonder where you guys are must be OUTSIDE” Tanjiro played dumb as he hid around the corner acting like he went outside.

“I think he’s gone nezuko c’mon” zenitsu peaked his head out before letting nezuko come out.

“GOTCHA” Tanjiro pounced on him as he walked pass him.

“NohOho nehehezuko why dihidn’t you wahaharn mehee” Zenitsu began to giggle, as Tanjiro started poking at his sides.

“Now why didn’t you run away you knew I was gonna find you” Tanjiro asked, now scribbling his sides.

“Behehcause ihi dihidn’t wahahant this toho hahahappen”

“Okay so why didn’t you atleast try to clean it” Tanjiro asked another question.

“Behehcause ihihi dihihidn’t dohohO ihiIt”

“I don’t believe that zenitsu your the only one who touches orange or yellow colored things” Tanjiro smirked as he explained. “But try again did you spill that orange stuff on my futon”

“NOhohOho I did nAhahat”

“ERR wrong answer I would like the truth” tanjiro made a buzzer noise before he moved to his knees.

“IHIHIT WAHAHASNT MEHEHEHE”

“Yeah uh hUh so who was it then” tanjiro raised his eyebrow.

“NAHAHAHA IHIHIT WAHAHAHAS NEHEHEZUHUHUKO NAHAHAT MEHEHE”

“Oh please it’s all lies you just want me to stop tickling you” Tanjiro chuckled.

“IHIHIT WAHAHAHAS LOHOHOK SHEHEHE’S SNEHEEEHEHAKING OFF NOHOHOW”

Tanjiro looked back and seen in fact that nezuko snuck off.

“Nezuko! WHERE ARE YOU GET BACK HERE!” Tanjiro spotted her running away before chasing right behind her.

Zenitsu was too tired to ask for an apology, hell he couldn’t even get a word out.

#kiara writes #tickle fic #tickle drabble #tickletober #kiara tickletober #tickletober fic #tickletober drabble #demon slayer tickle drabble #demon slayer tickle #demon slayer tickle fic #lee!zenitsu #ler!tanjiro

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sukimas · 7 months

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how accurate would it be to say that there would have been murder even if the honest men never went to the pseudo-paradize and none of them went (supposedly) youkai (i just realized i made this typo several times shit)

it’s not a typo it’s an intentional poor transliteration choice (at least if you carry on with Hepburn-shiki for character names, like Mokou as opposed to Moko, or calling it Touhou rather than Toho- the latter of which is the “official” transliteration for that matter!)

anyway minus 2 points again for misreading the two words “pseudo paradise”

#as an answer— there might have been and there might not have #depends on who gets opportunities to do what #i call it ‘gensoukyou’ so as to not be inconsistent with my own pedantry #but that one i’ll fight less

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ifuckinglovedinosaurssomuchjesus · 1 year

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GODZILLA MOVIE MARATHON: Ebirah, Horror of the Deep (1966)

We are now in the back half of the 60s Godzilla movies, a string of films that are very... Well they're known for... It's kind like...

Yeah they're just bad.

Budgets were on the floor, pandering to children was the explicit goal, and titans like Ishiro Honda and Eiji Tsuburaya would start packing up to leave the franchise.

It doesn't help that this isn't even really a Godzilla movie, it was written as a King Kong movie with the two Kaiju being swapped because the creators of the King Kong cartoon of the time didn't like the story. Why Toho cared about what they thought is beyond me, but they liked the script enough to keep it mostly intact with Godzilla stapled into all of Kong's scenes instead.

The colorful, summer, island aesthetic and music straight out of Baywatch absolutely does feel more like Kong than Godzilla, but in a weird way letting Godzilla have a smaller story like this is kind of refreshing after the last two movies focused on world ending threats.

The story is remarkably simple, focusing on some shipwreck survivors stuck on an island full of terrorists making atom bombs and enslaving the locals from the nearby Infant island. There's some Scooby Doo shenanigans for an hour with an admittedly funny character who's a thief that physically cannot stop himself from breaking into locks, and then, I cannot stress this enough, the story just ends. They wake up Godzilla and he goes on a rampage, smashing the terrorist base and killing all the bad guys, chasing off Ebirah, and causing them to blow up the island. It's honestly hilarious, he literally hijacks the movie, it's like he himself recognizes that the human story wasn't cutting it so he decides to just prematurely end everything by stepping on it.

On the subject of Ebirah, what a joke. It's honestly a really cool suit, but really? The name is the Japanese word "Ebi" for Shrimp and "Ra" which is a character used for big monsters. So if you wanted to translate it accurately, it's literally just called "Shrimpzilla." I can't help but think it's intentionally meant to be a little lame, especially off the coat tails of Ghidorah.

I did think the fight was kind of fun though, with parts being underwater and Godzilla ripping its claws off, but again it does feel more like a Kong villain. Godzilla literally blasts it into the air with atomic breath, something that Anguirus and Rodan casually shook off, just to show you the power scaling here.

I really wish it stayed a Kong movie, not only does everything fit better with Kong, but if nothing else it'd be cool to see Kong and Mothra tussle for a second. That's my favorite moment in the movie, Mothra just slapping Godzilla to the ground because she's on a schedule and does not have time for him.

There's a lot wrong with this movie, and there's a lot to enjoy. I like the colorful beach aesthetic, the characters are one dimensional but can be fun to watch the antics of, and there's at least some enjoyment in laughing at how terrible the Godzilla suit looks. I'd give it a 5/10, I don't like it but that doesn't necessarily mean I dislike it. It's the movie equivalent of seeing something funny enough to let out a nose exhale but not enough to make you laugh.

#kaiju #godzilla #movie review

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thecrackedbead · 11 months

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Bulging beads and flowers

So I've been playing around with my Toho Challenge 2023 kit as I have tentative plans to enter into the contest. I have no real expectations of winning, but why not try?

The given inspiration for the challenge is Robert Frost's poem Nothing Gold Can Stay and thus gold is a primary colour theme in the kit.

Thoughts on the poem

Nature’s first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay

- Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay

Given that the Toho beads - not the Czech faceted or two-hole triangle beads - are supposed to be the star of the show, I am rather dubious of the bright white, pink and green beads provided. I find myself suspecting that someone behind the challenge noted that Robert Frost was a respected poet, saw the word 'gold' in the title and thought "This is how we show we are super cool, super meaningful and super incapable of reading comprehension!" The poem's themes of change and fading glory seem lacking in the colour scheme provided. True, the gold colours appropriate for its association with autumn and the death of summer but the these ones...? Shouldn't there be some orange and red? Maybe black?

That being said, I also suspect I am being pompous. Poetry is open to interpretation. White is associated with death in many eastern cultures and is the colour of winter. Also for "Eden [to sink] to grief", there needs to be something bright and joyous to sink from. There's also my design taste is likely tainting my assessment. I like contrasting dark and light colours while green and pink beads, particularly blend together.

Flowers and failure

For those who follow my blog, you may have noticed that I've played around with making leaves with the kit as falling leaves and autumn go together. As of yet, I haven't produced any that I really like. However in the past, I have made flowers and sunflowers are found in autumn - so why not? Thus like a Canadian Goose flying south for the winter, my experience with would work as a guide for current project.

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The noble skyrat that is the Canadian Goose. Yes, it has to be a specifically Canadian Goose. As a Canadian, I am required to establish my identity every five minutes lest the the Americans annex us. (Picture by Tom Koerner/USFWS, found on Wikipedia)

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Only problem the challenge encourages the participants to use as kit's beads as possible. This doesn't seem too bad until one takes into account, that the beads are a mix of round beads in 8/0 and 11/0, triangles and demis, I did NOT have experience mixing bead types and sizes like that and the patterns I looked to help almost never used such mixes either.

That Canadian Goose I spoke of so proudly? It would be trying to navigate when

All the landmarks had been destroyed by a combination tornado, earthquake and volcano.

Its internal compass was been damaged by a severe brain injury.

It cannot see due to an eye injuries.

Its head has been crushed (as indicated by #2 and 3).

It is forced to use a map made using the imperial system.

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Pretty much a depiction of the just stated list. (Bloody explosion by Omarvero Imperial unit farm map from Units Index. Horrific editing done by myself. Please don't judge the sources by my work; the originals are way better.)

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Bulging beads and sunflowers

Method-wise, I was primarily using peyote stitch in the round with bits of RAW (right angle weave) as well as square and brick stitch thrown in. I was improvising as I went as no beading program that I am aware of allows for variation in bead sizes. (Most don't even acknowledge the existence of demis.) This mean that my work was very prone for for their to be sections of bare thread when one hasn't added enough beads or beads bulging when one has added too many. I strongly recommend avoiding the former as much as possible as bare thread is very prone to catch on things, break and ruin an entire piece. As for the former, it could be a good thing as the bulging makes one's work 3D. With the flower pedals, I really liked he effect and tried to master it.

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Here's a case of a sunflower pendant where the bulging was used to make pedals

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Unforunately there was a problem with this. While the things 3D is that, while such methods make the result more organic (like the pedals in the picture above), the result is less predictable. Things would rarely bulge in a different or a different amount than I wanted.

Solutions?

After LOTS of fiddling, I found three things that sometimes worked.

Sew it to a backing - Shown in example #1 below. Sewing the right beads at the right spots gave the piece proper structure. The circled brown beads were particularly important to sew down at the right place.

Use quadra lentil beads - As shown in example #2, I used the 4-hole quadra lentils in the challenge kit. I found that I could use them to make a flower pistil with two layers of beads, one directly under the other. This provided enough stiffness to guide the flower's shape.

Experiment...a lot - You can see a result of this in #3. I was lucky and stubborn enough to eventually stumble onto a combo that turned out right.

Example #1

Example #2 - A pendant

Example #3

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What next?

I think leaving #1 as a pendant with a simple cord would be the best combination. I could crochet a bead rope for it instead but I think the result would be too busy. At the same time, I believe the cord wouldn't impress the judges.

#2 has potential. Maybe as part of larger piece?

Ironically of the three flowers, #3, the one that does not resemble a sunflower, is the one I'm most inclined to submit. My idea is to turn the design into a pair of earrings. Go figure. Admittedly, I'll have to make two new ones as I need a set and submitting an earrings which you bled on is a major faux pas.

#behind the scenes #jewelry design #the cracked bead #design process #beading

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astoundingbeyondbelief · 4 months

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Kaiju Week in Review (December 17-23, 2023)

Episode 7 of Monarch: Legacy of Monsters laid down significant Monsterverse lore, showing the moment Monarch finally revealed itself to the public (under hilarious circumstances) and how the organization's partnership with Apex Cybernetics began. I did not find May's long-awaited backstory super compelling, to be honest, I think because the proto-Apex company was so thinly sketched. And that Frost-Vark better not be dead. :(

An incredible three Godzilla comics released last week: DC/Legendary's Justice League vs. Godzilla vs. Kong #3 and IDW's Godzilla: War for Humanity #3 and Godzilla Rivals: Jet Jaguar vs. Megalon. The crossover lit a certain section of the Internet on fire with the revelation that Godzilla did, in fact, kill Superman the previous issue. Writer Brian Buccellato chalked it up to Godzilla's atomic breath having "a radioactive signature similar to [K]ryptonite," which as handwaves go is pretty good. Behemoth and Scylla had moments to shine as well, and the issue ended with Lex Luthor discovering a Mechagodzilla eye. Glad Godzilla won't be the only Toho character in the comic; that would've been a bit lame.

Godzilla: War for Humanity remaining a thrilling read, and the Super MOGUERA debuting in this issue is not to be missed. Jet Jaguar vs. Megalon starts with a content warning for depiction and discussion of attempted suicide, which certainly surprised me. It's another strong issue, neither callous nor didactic, and told so efficiently there's plenty of room for the titular bout (which sometimes has felt like an afterthought in Rivals stories). Also, Jet Jaguar talks—something Toho forbade in a comic earlier this year, for whatever reason. Anyway, he's exactly the 'bot you would expect him to be. Hope IDW can keep him chattering in the future.

You've probably seen my flurry of posts already, but it bears repeating: The Boulet Brothers' Dragula, a drag reality competition found on Shudder, aired a kaiju episode. Reality TV isn't my bag, but I thoroughly enjoyed the competitors' kaiju-inspired costumes and performances. I also kept ping-ponging between awe that Americans are just expected to know what a kaiju is now and yelling at the hosts for, say, not naming any kaiju outside of Toho's Big Five.

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Hot on the heels of the black-and-white re-release of Shin Godzilla comes Godzilla Minus One/Minus Color, which has to be the best title one of these things has gotten. As with Shin, this is no mere filter; each shot in the film was regraded, with director Takashi Yamazaki striving for "a style that looked like it was taken by masters of monochrome photography." It opens in Japan on January 12; no word yet on whether it will play in any other country.

Godzilla will follow in the steps of pop culture fixtures like The Lord of the Rings and Star Wars with Godzilla: The Official Cookbook by Kayce Baker, due from Titan Books on September 10. (You can tell it's official because he's actually on the cover.) 60 recipes lie within. It's a given that I'm going to buy something Godzilla-related that's this silly; I just have to pick up another cookbook first so it won't be the first one I ever own.

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I was surprised to realize that McDonald's has never done anything Godzilla-related; far less prolific fast-food chains have worked with the monster, from White Castle to Carl's Jr. The first salvo in the campaign was pretty underwhelming—BE@ABRICK figures that can only be won via lottery, with an entirely plain Godzilla. That replica MogeGoji suit looked great in the ad, at least. Tokusatsu is being kept alive in the Godzilla franchise through some truly odd means. The follow-up ad/promo was a lot better, but that's a matter for next week's post.

This is at least kaiju-adjacent—James Wan's long-gestating The Call of Cthulhu movie seems to finally be going somewhere, as revealed in roundabout fashion by a Deadline article. I thought the 2005 silent version was just fine, but presumably this will be produced by his company Atomic Monster, which is long overdue for an actual giant monster movie.

#kaiju week in review #monarch legacy of monsters #godzilla #dragula #comics #idw #kaiju

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Brothers

Fantastic Beasts short tickle fic

Warnings: tickling ig?

One of my first fics soo uh yea! Let’s get to it!

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Newt awoke to the sound thunder out his window, checking the clock placed on his wardrobe, he saw that it was about 7:30 AM wich, is a little later than he wanted considering Newt is very much a morning person and wakes at about 5:30 AM each morning.

Newt is living in the small apartment in New York with Tina, Queenie and Jacob, although, they weren’t here at the moment. They where all helping Jacob with his bakery as usual. Meaning Newt had the whole place to himself. Well.. almost, to himself. His brother, Theseus was staying with them for a short period of time, claiming it was because we wanting to spend more time with his “baby” brother.

Newt got up out of bed and change out of his pajamas, -wich was a shirt slightly loose on him and sweatpants- and change into his usual outfit, grabbing his case and throwing on his dress coat and making his way to the living room where he met Theseus.

Newt carefully placed the enchanted case down and walked over to his brother.

“I’m just going to check up on everyone, I’ll be down there for awhile if you need me.” Newt said sternly as he started assessing down the ladder.

“Hey, wait!” Theseus yelled.

Newt looked back with a concerned face, looking him up and down.

“Yes?” Newt Questioned.

“Can I come? I haven’t been down there in a while! Not ever since we- or I.. graduated Hogwarts.” Theseus said looking down ashamed and embarrassed.

Newt looked at him puzzled. “I suppose you can? I could use your help anyway.” He said, going down the ladder and waving him on, telling him to come down.

Theseus walked over to the briefcase and slowly stepped in.

“Wow Newt.. this is incredible..” He said looking at the tall shelf’s stacked with books, boxes and little jars of herbs. A little lantern at the top giving a dim light source, flickering occasionally.

Newt didn’t respond, only a shy smile.

“Alright, today, or err, for now I suppose, the mooncalfs.” Newt said tossing a bucket of pellets to his older brother and walking off, with Theseus trailing close behind, still amazed.

After the short walk, they arrived. The mooncalfs visibly exited for their food and to meet the new person they see.

Theseus stood there, petting one of the smaller ones as he saw a clutter of the calfs, with his younger brother in the middle.

“Hey, I don’t have it! He does!” He said softly with a smile, making a pointing gesture to Theseus.

The mooncalfs all trotted over to him pushing one another to get closer to the food pellets. Theseus glared at Newt, who gave an assuring nod back with a small smile. The older brother feeding them by hand, as they starting to jump on him, he reached his hands up high so they couldn’t get the food.

“Hey! That’s not polite now is it? Now what to you say, Wisp?” Newt said kneeling down to the mooncalfs height.

“Wisp? Why that name?” Theseus asked.

“Quite the sneaky one she is, has some mischief in her.” Newt responded.

“Now? What do you say?” The mooncalf looked at Theseus, then Newt. Then, jumped on Newt, pushing him on his back with all the calfs staring over him.

“Hey!” He yelled, but then let out soft giggles as they starting nudging and nuzzling his abdomen.

“Okahahy! That’s enough! I’m okaha- NO NOT THEHERE!” Newt snorted out and one of the mooncalfs shoved there nose into his neck, making him squeal.

“How cute..” Theseus thought out loud.

“NOhOhot chuhUTE! H-help me now! Cohohome on!” Newt pleaded lifting his hand , expecting to be pulled up by his brother.

“Oh this is very endearing! I wonder what Tina would think of this?” He asked, pulling out a camera and snapping a photo of the adorable scene.

“NO! NOHOT A WORD TOHO TINAHAHA! DELETE THAHAT!” Newt shouted as he wriggled against the grass. “NOW HELP! PLEHEASE!”

“Alright alright, can’t have to die like this I guess!” Theseus said, throwing some food pellets away from them and helping Newt up.

He stood up, looked at his brother with a face crimson red from embarrassment, quickly turning and walking away looking down, Theseus following behind.

After they got out the the suitcase, they both sat on the sofa, Newt still a little shaken from the extra tickles, with his brother leaning I to him and smiling.

“You okay there giggles?” Theseus asked smiling.

“Oh shut up. You’re never going down there again.” Newt said embarrassed but smiling, lightly elbowing his brother.

They rest of the group came home to see the adorable sight of brother bonding, both of them sleeping with Theseus sitting upright with his head tilting back, eyes closed and asleep with Newt’s head on his lap, laying down with his knees pulled up to his chest, also asleep.

#tickles #fantastic beasts #ticklish!newt #newt scamander #theseus scamander

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1. 6. and 12. please!

Thank you!

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

I touched on it a little here, but I feel like I really leant more into the surreal. Which kind of naturally works with my writing style and my influences and is definitely something I'm wanting to pursue. I was actually influenced a lot by what I've seen you do when it comes to fanfic, as well as by what I've seen the Chinese fandom, as a whole do, where you have these character studies where the style is deliberately rich and a little-bit offputting as a way of exploring the darker edges of a character or characters. While I don't think the horror of The Midnight Mass ever landed like I wanted it to, it marked a point of experimentation that I've never gotten to do, and I'm definitely interested in doing more things in that style.

6. What ship(s) captured your heart?

As far as NEW ships, Benvolio/Escalus from RetJ was definitely unexpected. I'm in and out of RetJ as a fandom -- I wouldn't say I'm actively involved, but I keep an eye on it, especially as a mod for the French musicals Tumblr, which made it even more unexpected. I feel like I could still do a lot more with them, even though I've put most of my plans on hold in favor of the TRUE darkhorse candidate, Raphael/Tav from Baldur's Gate 3. Which, on one hand, it isn't AS much of a darkhorse, since Raphael is ridiculously my type (I mean, my taste in fictional men is already rancid enough that a devil seemed like the natural conclusion), but was still unexpected because I truly came in expecting to romance Astarion. I have about 12k words of fic written across 4-5 WIPs, so it's safe to say that we're really only getting off the ground.

12. What fic was the most difficult to write? Did you finish it?

As I touched on in my other answer, this year was the sort of year where EVERY fic was difficult to write, because of the sheer number of responsibilities that I had tacked on. I had a massive test that would decide whether I stayed in my program (I passed), my first paper published, several back to back conference presentations, a month spent abroad in Ireland (my beloved) sharpening up my language skills, hosting and organizing events, teaching, and my participation in several different projects and organizations. It was a LOT, and it left very little time to be a human being in-between.

But...I would say that writing fanfic for BG3 and RetJ, in general, is very much a struggle for me. Because I know the 18th century relatively well, or at least well enough to conjure up an image of the 18th century. And if I don't know, I can do research. When I was doing work for an AFO fic (not published....yet), I could look up the memoirs of the people involved and take from them as much or as little as I wanted (since it was AFO, I opted for "as little").

But for the Toho RetJ, you're having to more or less create a dystopian society based on staging hints we get from the musical, and so I was constantly having to drop in details from hypotheticals. Like "What would the world look like in a century or two if a nuclear bomb went off tomorrow?" "How would we rebuild? What are some ways the world would be the same and what are some of the ways it would be different?" These are things that people are asking, but we really don't KNOW. And so in many ways, I'm having to build Post-Apocalypse Verona from the ground up while also trying to drop in cultural details -- this isn't American Post-Apocalypse Verona, this is *Italian* Post-Apocalypse Verona. Things like Venice sinking into the sea *have* to have some kind of impact on how people are sourcing food, for instance, or conducting trade. And since Escalus is The Prince™, I can't even wave some of it off, because these are things he is very intensely interested in and involved in.

BG3 is almost the reverse, where you are contending with forty years of lore, spread out across player handbooks, multiple series of novels, comics, trading cards, etc. etc. almost all of which some people care very, very intensely about while the rest homebrew it and toss it out. There's a lot of material that either isn't explored *at all* or is under-explained, but there's a LOT that's been explored in 40 years, and it's always a matter of seeing what I CAN bend or even break and what I can't. And, unfortunately, the two areas of the lore that I got most intensely attached to are (1) the Drow and (2) the Devils, aka two areas that have a lot of complex lore around them, so I'm reading multiple books from multiple editions to see what I can make stick. (On the record, I'm tossing out a solid 70-80% of the lore around Drow because it was very clearly written by nerd men who hate women.) My goal is always to try to bend the lore around the fic in a way that still honors the fact that people are fundamentally people and behave fundamentally like people.

For the Toho RetJ, I finished two fics for it -- I have snippets of more written, but I did finish the two fics I really wanted to make. For BG3...God knows when I'll have the lore wrangled enough for it.

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You arent alone

Hello!! So, I’ve made a few fanfics, but they’ve just kinda stayed in my notes, and I wanted to post one to see if people like my writing! This is a tickle ff, so if that doesn’t seem like the kind of thing you would like to read, don’t! If you are okay with it, then let’s get on with it!

ler: Philza

lee: Reader

warnings: Tickling, panic attacks, but other than that, just pure fluff (if I’ve missed any warnings, please tell me)

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Phil was coming home from a long day of gathering for potions. Normally, you would come with him, but you had a later night then usual, which is saying a lot, as your usual is going to sleep at 4:00 am and waking up at 6:30 am to help him, so he thought it would be a good idea to let you sleep, as you couldn’t have gotten more than an hour, if even that. He was out till about 1:00 pm, so he knew you would probably have been up for a little while and seen Techno, who was informed about Phil leaving you at home.

Phil walked through the door and yelled “Hello, I’m baaaack!!”. He expected you to come and greet him with a warm “Hi!”, and a hug the way you always did when he was out and just came back, but instead he got no response. He knew Techno would be in the battle training center that Phil had built for them, but he was pretty sure that you didn’t go with him. You would have left a note so he wouldn’t get worried, and worry was the exact emotion he was feeling right now. He quickly ran to your room to see if you were there, and he found you curled up in a ball on the floor, breathing heavily and shaking.

He knew immediately what was happening. He had seen you have panic attacks before, but he also knew they normally had a cause for your sudden panic, however, he also knew that they sometimes happened with no reason, and you just started panicking. He quickly walked to you, as he didn’t want to startle you. “Are you okay?”, he asked, very worried. You just nodded, leaning into Phil, and he back-hugged you. You stayed like that till you were pretty calmed down, as you felt safe in your friend’s hold.

“Thanks Phil…” you said softly and loosened your hold on his arms to indicate that you were okay with being let go now, but Phil didn’t let go of you. Instead, he just held onto you, and said in a quiet voice, similar to the one you used just seconds ago; “Oh, you’re not getting away just yet… I still need to see you smile~!”, he said, and you knew exactly what that meant. “Wahaihit!! Nohohoahah!!!”, you said, giggling from anticipation, knowing exactly what was going to happen.

To be honest, it was exactly what you needed at the moment, though. “Why are you giggling? You don’t even know what I’m going to do yet!”, he said, slightly teasing you. “Buhut I doho!! You’re gohoing to ti-um, you’re going toho… I, uh-“ you stuttered on your words as if you had just met Phil. If there was one thing you couldn’t do, it’s say the ‘T’ word, and oh, Phil knew that.

After living with you for three years, and knowing how sensitive you are for one and a half years of that time, you learn a lot about a person, for better or for worse. “Uh-huh” he said, somehow even that sounding little teasing.

“One…” he started to count down. “Noho, PHIL!!” “Two…” “I sweheahar! Phihil, doho nohot!”

“THREE!!”, he yelled and started to poke you all over your ribs while you started to giggle more now that he was actually tickling you, melting from the light and fluffy- but still evil- attack.

“Phihihl!!! Stohohohop ihihihihitttt!!! Ahahahha!!”. You didn’t mean to say stop, it was just a reflex. You honestly loved the feeling and really needed this after having such a shit day. Phil knew this, because he didn’t always want to assume that every time you said ‘stop’ that you didn’t mean it, and he always worried that you would say stop one time and really mean it, so instead, if you actually wanted him to stop you had a safe word, just in case. Instead, he just chuckled at your reaction to a few light pokes and continued, but carefully, just to make sure not to hurt you.

After awhile of the pokes, he moved to lightly scribbling on your ribs with one hand and the skin under your bellybutton with the other. Your giggles got louder as a result, and you started to kick your legs out slightly. Phil knew for a fact that when it came to cheer-up-tickles, this was your favourite place to be; a perfect in between feeling that brought loud giggles and kicking of your legs, and it was his favourite place to watch you in, especially after he saw you so upset. He continued like that for awhile, but eventually decided to get back to it later, and stopped, but he didn’t let go of you.

Instead, he waited a few seconds to let you catch your breath for a moment, then he continued, only this time with his first hand lightly fluttering on your neck, and his second still on your very sensitive skin under your bellybutton. You squealed a little at the feeling, and started melting into him again.

“Awh, look at you! You’re so cute~!”, he said, deciding to tease you a bit. “Ihihi’m nohohohot cuhuhute!!”, you giggled out, a big smile on your face. “Oh, don’t say that! You want me to call in Techno and get a second opinion? Hmm~?”. Your face turned a bit red from just that simple comment.

You loved being tickled, but you didn’t like getting attention from any more then one person, and you knew that if Techno came in, one of three things would happen : 1. He would watch/record what was happening, 2. He would hold your hands above your head/pin down your legs or something like that, or 3. He would join Phil in tickling you making it harder to keep any from of composure you had left, and all three of those things would lead to more attention in one way or another, so you just shook your head and continued to just giggle.

“That’s what I thought~” Phil teased. After a little longer of Phil’s attack, he eventually stopped and pulled you into an even tighter hug, only this time you were facing him instead of a back-hug. “Feel better?”, he asked, knowing the answer, but asking anyway. Needless to say, you definitely felt a lot better, and were so grateful to have a great friend like Phil :)

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Okkie, that’s the story! I hope you enjoyed it! I wrote it a little while ago, maybe three months, so I think I’ve improved a bit since, so let me know if you want me to post anything else! Just so you know, I have written for DSMP as well as MHA, and there might be some other fandoms, but I’l have to check, so tell me if you want me to post those and which fandom you want it to be from! Just so you know, they’re all T-word related, so yeah! I‘ll stop being annoying now, byeeeeee!!

-Froggie :p

40 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

I will always be here for you

I got a lot of positive feedback on the last fic I uploaded, so I thought I’d post another one that I made! This one is for MHA instead of DSMP, so sorry if you don’t like MHA. This is technically the only MHA fic I’ve finished! I’m working on plenty, but never seem to finish them, lol! Anyway, here it is:

warnings: gender dysphoria (from a person who has experienced it, and still does), Mineta being absolutely disgusting, swearing, tickling (if I’m missing any warnings, please let me know)

Ler: Kirishima

Lee:Reader (enby masc)

You and Kiri had been friends since the moment you had met each other and your personalities just clicked. The two of you were finally in your third year of UA, and you barely ever left each other’s side.

He had immediately accepted you as trans nonbinary (female to nonbinary) and as soon as you came out to him a year ago he said “Wow, you’re so manly! So, they/them, right? Do you want to go by a new name? Y/N? That’s an awesome name! Hey, don’t cry! I’ll always be here for you and except you for who you are Y/N”, so to say it went well would be an understatement!

Over a year had passed, but some days, dysphoria just came to bite you in the ass, and today was one of those days.

You hadn’t had a hair cut in a while, so your hair was longer then you would’ve liked, plus you had to wash your binder, and you couldn’t find your spare, so you couldn’t have a flat chest like you wanted, and in top of that, Mineta was being repulsive about the fact that you had boobs, just staring at them and making discussing comments.

Kiri could tell you we’re having a shitty day, but he couldn’t think of anything to do to help you without you worrying that you were burdening him with all your problems, so he just offered as much physical support as you wanted, knowing that emotional support would make you feel like he pitted you, and he knew that was the last thing you wanted.

However, even with all the hugs and carrying you around that he could offer you, nothing seemed to take your mind even slightly off of your dysphoria.

All day your normally upbeat and positive personality shifted to a glumey and quiet one, and it reminded Kirishima of after you first came out to him.

He was the first one you told, and so you got deadnamed and misgendered all the time because he was the only one who knew for half a year, and he didn’t want to correct people so that he wouldn’t out you, which also meant he couldn’t call you your preferred name and pronouns around the class because he was the only one you were okay with knowing. Your dysphoria was also the worst it had ever been because you knew what was happening now, but you hadn’t even started socially transitioning, let alone physically, and it hurt Kiri to have to see you so upset and not able to do anything to help you other than what he was already doing, which wasn’t helping you much. He hated seeing you so sad, but he wasn’t able to help, and he hated that more.

All of today, class 1A (besides Mineta and Baukugou) was trying to make you feel better as well, but nothing was working. About half way through the day, Momo made you a new binder that you went to put on in the bathroom, but since you were “so lucky” to sit next to Mineta, once you came back he started to pester you about why you would want to flatten your chest and about how weird it was that you didn’t appreciate the fact that you had a “free show of tits whenever you want” as he put it (ew).

After almost twenty minutes of enduring his harassment and gross comments, you finally lost it and with all the strength you had, you punched him in the face, giving him a broken nose and a black eye, to which Aizawa had to pause class and speak to you in the hall.

After you explained everything and how gross Mineta was being all day and why you just lost it, Aizawa said “Well, first of all, I’m sorry that’s been happening to you, and I assure you that Mineta will be punished SEVERELY, second, I will move you to a different seat so you won’t have to deal with him anymore, but third, you did still punch him, and as much as I applaud you for standing up for yourself, this school has no tolerance for violence outside of training, so I’m afraid that you will have to go back to the dorms and miss out on training today and will be under house arrest tomorrow. However you don’t have to do any chores like Baukugou and Midoria did, just try to get some rest and work on your mental health”. You nodded and went back to the dorms.

After Aizawa had spoken to you, he heard yelling coming from the class, and when he came in, he saw Kiri yelling and tackling Mineta, and pulled Kiri off him. After yet another conversation, Kiri got the same punishment as you, and went back to the dorms where you already were.

You had been crying on your bed for about 12 minutes when you heard a knock and your door open.

“Are you okay?”, said Kiri’s voice behind you, making you sit up and look at him. He came and sat next to you, wiping your tears away and rubbing his thumb over your cheek. “Why do I have to feel like this? Why can’t I just be cis and not have to worry about it? Why the fuck is Mineta like this? Why me? Just why?”, you sobbed as Kiri pulled you in for a hug.

“It’s okay. I’m here, I have you, your safe. Just focus on my heartbeat and don’t think about anything else. Let yourself let go and forget about everything for a minute” he said, letting you hide your face in his chest as you took some deep breath’s and just focused on his heartbeat, just like he told you to. After about five minutes, he asked “Better?”, and you nodded, looking up at him, calmed down, but still sad.

What he said next made your stomach fill with butterflies.

“Good. Now let’s see a smile, hmm?”, he said as he pinned you arms above your head using one of his forearms to hold them in place, and lifted your shirt, skittering his nails all over your stomach, getting sweet giggles and a wide, tickle induced smile on your face.

You started to wiggle slightly, trying not to giggle, but failing miserably, making Kirishima smile at how cute his best friend was, how ticklish they were.

“There we go, there’s the smiley Y/N I know and love! Good to see you back!”, he lovingly teased, making you smile wider, genuinely happy. “Kihihihirihehehe!! Dohohohon’t tehehehease mehehe!!”, you giggled as you blushed, secretly loving it, but you’d never admit that in a million years.

Tickling was a common way for him to show affection for you, waking you up with tickles, tickling you when you were sad, or just to have fun with you, it didn’t matter. As long as it meant he could be the cause of your laughter, he was happy, and so were you.

No one else knew about you liking being tickled or even the fact that you were ticklish, it was just a you and Kirishima thing, just for you two to enjoy together and have fun with, and you liked it that way. Since you both got up earlier then most people in the dorm, it was easy to wake you up that way without being caught, but it was harder to do it just in general, so you were both glad that it was just the two of you in heights alliance, free to have as much fun as you wanted, as well as tomorrow.

“Don’t teases you? But it’s so fun, especially when you’re this ticklish! Tickle tickle tickle~”

He continued to tease you, making you giggle louder. “Nohohoho, yohohou’re beheheing mehehean!! Ahahaha!!!”, you accused, completely forgetting about everything that happened today, just like how Kiri hoped you would.

“Oh, so me helping you smile is mean now? If that’s the case, then I’ll show you what’s REALLY mean!!”, he threatened, as he took in a deep breath and blew the biggest raspberry he could manage, making you scream in laughter, now in hysterics. “KIHIHIHIHIRIHIHIHAHAHA!!!”, you yelled as he slowed down a bit to let you catch your breath, but never stoping the skittering to keep that cute smile on your face as you continued with your sugary sweet giggles.

Once you had completely caught your breath, Kiri moved his hands to your armpits, letting your arms free and allowing them to trap his fingers as they continued to playfully tease your nerves, as he started nuzzling in the crook of your neck and letting his hair drift over your cheek, adding to the ticklish feeling.

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42 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

Hey!!! How are you doing? I’m finally back to writing, and I have a short little fic, I hope you enjoy it! Very fluffy and sweet in my opinion. With that, let’s get into it:

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Warnings: Nothing honestly, pure fluff. Just skip if you don’t like tickling ☺️

Lee: reader

Ler: Shinsou

“What did you just say?” Shinsou asked you, confusion, yet a slight smugness on his face. You immediately froze, mid eating a piece of popcorn.

The two of you were watching some movies together. It had been awhile since the two of you had properly hung out. You lived in the same neighbourhood as kids. You guys both tended to keep to yourself and didn’t hang out with people to often, so you would normally be the last two people left when the kids at your school were choosing partners, so the teachers would pair you together most of the time, which resulted in the two of you becoming very close friends.

Ever since the two of went to UA, you had less time to hang out, but you had the day off, so you decided to to watch a bunch of movies like you would once every month as kids, so you two started to watch a few movies. You were maybe on the third movie when there was a line in the movie that caught you off guard.

“You tickle me”

Three simple words, but it made you flinch. “Are you okay?,” Shinsou asked you, a little confused. “Uh- y-yeah, of course. Just… that word”, you said, about to put a piece of the popcorn the two of you had made, but you were cut off by his question; “wait, what did you just say?”

You gasped slightly, not thinking trough what you had said before you said it. “I-I um.. just that word…” you practically whispered.

“[NAME]? Are you by any chance… ticklish~?,” Shinsou said, mischief heavy in his voice.

You just flinched again hiding your face in your hands to hide the blush forming on your cheeks, debating how to answer. You decided to be brave. After all, you weren’t opposed to the most likely out come. Quickly, you gave a small nod of your head, barely noticeable. This surprised Shinsou, as he was pretty sure you would try to convince him otherwise. All of the sudden, a lightbulb went off in his head.

“Wait a minute- do you like being tickled??,” he asked, but it didn’t sound accusatory. Instead, it sounded almost excited. At least as excited as Shinsou is capable of sounding. You just nodded again in almost the same way.

“Say, [NAME]… would you like me to tickle you~?,” he asked, going back to teasing. You nodded again, blushing like crazy. You were glad your head was in your arms, or your friend’s teasing would be unbearable.

Shinsou smiled softly, though it was hardly noticeable. He didn’t let his smile be obvious in his speech though.

“Aww, how cute is that~?,” he teased, lightly spidering on your slightly exposed side. You squeaked, and started tittering a little. You didn’t dare speak, knowing that if you did, you wouldn’t be able to keep yourself from giggling.

“Hmm, I want to hear you laugh. Common~. Laugh for me” he said as he started to poke your side. “Aha!,” you giggled, as you were surprised at the sudden change, but managed to keep most of it in.

“Hmmm… still not fully breaking, huh?,” he said. You were still hiding your face in your hands, so you were relatively exposed. Shinsou decided to use this to use this to his advantage.

He quickly grabbed both your wrists in one hand and held them above your head. “Aww, are you blushing?? How cute~” he said with a smirk on his face. His free hand then formed a claw and he slowly inched it towards your stomach, looking you dead in the eyes, even though yours were fixed on his hand, giggles of anticipation bubbling up and out of you.

As soon as Shinsou’s hand made contact with your stomach, you all but screamed and fell back. He decided to use this to his advantage as well, now pinning you down completely. “Shinsohohohou!!!!,” you said as you moved around slightly, your body naturally trying to escape even though you didn’t want to.

“What? What is it~?,” he asked smirking at your laughing face. “Youhu knohohow whahahat you’re dohoing!!!,” you said, your legs now starting to lightly kick at the bed beneath you.

“I really don’t [NAME], tell me. What am I doing exactly, hmm?”

Your face got even more red as you continued to giggle uncontrollably. “I cahahahan’t say ihihit!” You said, slightly scrunching into yourself. Shinsou decided that meant he should try your neck and let your hands down.

As soon as he touched your neck, your smile became so much wider and your laughing became higher pitched. Shinsou liked how he could poke back and forth and you could never protect your neck. “What can’t you say, hmm? Is there something wrong? You can tell me you know~.”

You couldn’t help but wonder if he’s done this before. You knew he’d probably tickled someone before, you were pretty sure most people have, but he was just so good at making you flustered. To be fair, he has been teasing you for years.

Shinsou stopped smirking and was genuinely smiling now. He loved seeing you look this happy. You were his only real friend in middle school, it made him happy to know this little quirk you had. He liked that he had found a way to repay all the happiness you had given him when he felt alone.

He briefly stopped tickling you to allow you to catch you breath and to give you a choice. “Ok [NAME], you get to choose this time. Where would you like me to tickle you? What’s your very favourite spot?,” he asked.

You felt pretty flustered by the question, but it gave you the opportunity to tell him your favourite place since it’s not exactly where most people would think to go.

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42 notes - Posted October 25, 2022

Please be happy

Yay, new MHA fanfic!! This one is a bit different then the other ones I’ve made, because I wanted to play around with POVs, so sorry if it gets confusing, this is my first time doing that! If you have any tips for it, please leave them in the comments! Now, let’s get on with it! Here’s the fic:

Ler: Dabi

Lee: Reader

summery: y/n is the only one Dabi cares about, the two often compared to close siblings, and Dabi will do whatever he can to see them smile :D

Warnings: Swearing, tickling, scars, memory loss, nightmares (if I’ve missed any warning’s, please tell me)

~A/N POV~

You had been with Dabi since way before he had heard of Stain, so you two went back a long time. He had been on his own in an alleyway when he was 15, making his finger kinda look like a candle. He was just staring at it, so he kinda jumped when he felt your presence in front of him. He was confused why a little five year old with a deep wound under their eye was staring at him, and was about to tell them to get lost, when they lit up their finger with a similar flame, only their flame was white (and yes, white flames do exist), then they reached for Dabi’s hand he just produced the flame from, and he understood that you wanted him to do it again, so he did, the flicker of your two flames making a dim light in the dark alley. All of the sudden, he felt the need to protect you and keep you with him. He didn’t know what it was. If it was the similar quirks, if it was the way you clearly knew how to speak, but didn’t, from shyness he guessed, if it was the way you reminded him of his siblings he used to love so dearly, if it was the way you stared at the fire that he made, if it was none of those things, all of them, or something in between, he just knew there was something special about you. You being ten years younger meant that he viewed you as his younger sibling and you viewed him as your big brother. The two of you become closer then someone who knew Dabi would think was possible.

~Y/N POV~

I had woken up this morning in a cold sweat as I did almost every morning from my reacquiring dream of the first night I met Dabi. It always started the same way, with a loud crash and the feeling of my cheek stinging, then stinging more from the salt in my tears running down my face, but it always ended the same sweet way as well; curled up in the warm lap of a stranger with a similar quirk. However, I normally didn’t make it to the end, often waking up in the middle, or right before I found the stranger, or should I say Dabi. I knew something happened on the night I met him, something I couldn’t remember, not that I really wanted to. I looked at the clock and groaned. I had gone to sleep at 3:30am and woken up at 4am again, but I couldn’t go back to sleep. I didn’t bother putting on my slippers and just tiptoed down the cold concrete hallway to Dabi’s room. I quietly opened the door and gently shook him awake.

~Dabi POV~

I woke up to being shaken lightly, and I was about to tell whoever it was to fuck off when I realized it was the only person I actually care about in the whole world, Y/N. They looked at me with their doe eyes, shaking from the cold in the room. “Was it the dream again?” I asked groggily as they nodded shyly. I opened my arms, slightly pulling the covers off me, signalling for them to crawl in. If it had been anyone else, I might have burned them for waking me, but, goddamn, I can’t turn Y/N away. I could feel them shaking slightly from the bad emotions the dream caused them. I started gently rubbing their cheek where the scar was that was never going to go away. The scar was always sensitive, but now it was sensitive in a different way from when it was first healing. Back then, I wasn’t allowed to touch that side of their face because it hurt, but now it made them giggle softly. “Dahabihihi!”, they quietly giggled as they snuggled further into my chest. I smiled, Y/N being the only person who can make me do so genuinely.

~A/N POV~

“Dahabihihi!”, you giggled out from the feeling on your cheek, hiding you face in his chest. You knew this would happen, it always does whenever you get woken up really early from the dream to help you feel better. “Yes, firefly?”, Dabi lovingly called you by your nickname as you continued to giggle at the sensation on your cheek. “Ihihit tihihickles!!”, you laughed hiding your face in his chest as you continued with your giggles, making Dabi pull you in and lightly poke at your sides. “Just focus on my heartbeat, I’m here” he said, not ceasing the poking, though. After about two minutes, he did finally stop and looked down at you while you were all smiley. “Hey Y/N?”, he kinda whispered in your ear, not trying to tickle you anymore, but the warm breath in your ear made you giggle, but not to much, and he chuckled quietly at your reaction to the feeling. “Yeahah?”, you said, confused at what he wanted to say before the two of you went back to sleep. He sighed contently, pulling you in closer. “You are the only person I care about…” he said, tired once again. If you could wiggled in any closer then you already were, you would have, but you settled for rubbing his arm lightly, before you too went to sleep.

꧁༺TIME SKIP༻꧂

~Y/N POV~

I came back in from a small outing I had (and by outing I mean mission) all worn out and tired. “Hey, welcome back” Dabi said to me, smirking at the seemingly shrivelled mess of a fourteen year old in front of him. “You look awesome” he teased as I rolled my eyes playfully and sat next to him on his bed. “Well, compared to you, yeah” I teased back making Dabi smirk wider then I’d ever seen him do so, sending a shiver up my spine. “Oh reeeally~?” He said, coming closer. My fight flight or freeze activated, and my body stupidly chose freeze. “You going to take it back~? Hmmmmm?”, he said, running a single figure sloooowly up my spine, making me shiver and giggle softly, and I finally tried to run, when I felt a hand grip my wrist.

~Dabi POV~

They looked so scared, trying to pull out of my tight hold. If it wasn’t exactly how I wanted them to feel in that moment, I probably would have scooped them up in my arms and comforted them until they’re practically asleep, but instead I just looked them dead in their eyes, and smirked at them. “Come on! Just take it back before you regret it~” I teased them, gently running my finger up and down their side, knowing damn well they’re to stubborn to take it back, so they kept their mouth shut. “All right, then. Remember that you made this choice for yourself!”, I said, as I sat on their arms, pinning them above their head.“Waitwaitwaitwaitwait cahan we talk about thihihis?”, they said, but they were already giggling in anticipation, and I knew they liked being tickled. “Okay, last chance, are you going to take it back?”, I said one last time. “Nohohohoho!”, they giggled out. “Okay then, your funeral” “Wait, Dahabihihi noho! Dohon’t dohoho ihiHIT!!! AHAHAHA!!!!!”, they screamed as soon as my hands made contact with their hips and started squeezing, the way I had to bend had a perfect view of their smile as they laughed and squeaked, trying to escape, but not doing much. Eventually, I got bored of tickling their hips and search for my next target, my eyes landing on their neck.

~Y/N POV~

My eyes were closed, but I could feel him eyeing my neck. I felt a pang of anxiety and excitement in my chest. “You ready to take it back now, firefly?”, he teased lightly but it was the most flustering thing ever. When a person knows you’re ticklish for awhile and have been teasing you for even longer, they know what flusters you and what doesn’t. “NEHEVEHERAHAHAHA!!!!”, I laughed loudly as the attack on my hips was finishing up, and eventually stopped, being replaced by a giggle-inducing feeling on my neck.

~Dabi POV~

I watched as they started to melt into giggles, and I couldn’t help but smile even brighter than before. I liked see them laugh loudly, but I loved hearing them giggle. They just sounded happier, and their smile was wide and cute. It was a rare sight when they were smiling genuinely, so I savoured it whenever it happened, especially when I was the cause of it. Even though they were the youngest in the league, they were pretty much the designated therapist, so they tended to care more about others problems then their own. I too was guilty of venting to them on many occasions, but it was hard not to. They gave such good advice, and the same way my fire is blue because of my rage towards Enji, their fire was white from sadness, but their fire also had a calming effect on people as well as healing properties. We don’t know why their fire does this, but we assume it’s a part of their original quirk, or maybe they got a mix of their parents quirks, but we have no idea, cuz they can’t remember their childhood before they met me, so we just kinda go with it. Whatever the reason, they give really good advice, so we all go to them for help with mental stuff, and they just don’t pay attention to themself until it’s too late and they’re sad. So yeah, I was happy to see them smile. “Awww, tickle tickle tickle my sweet little firefly~!”, I teased them as they giggled, trying to push my hands away with their chin, failing as they just giggled and smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile with them. “Nohohohohohahaha Dahabihihi!!!”, they giggled under my touch. I’m not the kind of person to care about others, but it’s just something about them that makes them different from everyone else. They’re the only person I DO care about, and I will do everything in my power to make sure they stay as happy as they make me. “*SQUEAK*”. I was suddenly broken out of my thoughts when I heard Y/N squeak really loudly. I was so focused on their happy face and cute giggles that I didn’t notice where my hands were. “Wha- did you just fucking SQUEAK?! Wait, that was so cute! Do it again!” I said, not even teasing them, just wanting to hear that sweet noise again. I had heard them squeak before, but something about that squeak was different. If I can find where I just tickled, I might have a new favourite spot to tickle.

~Y/N POV~

“*SQUEAK*” the loud sound escaped my mouth again, making my face incredibly hot as my legs started to kick up and down, his hands at the back of my neck by my ear. “Yes! I found it!!”, he almost cheered as I started to let out squeaky giggles, not able to form words anymore. “Why didn’t you tell me about this spot sooner Y/N? Now I’m not going to stop until I get my fill of it that I’ve missed over the years!”, he said, and I couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, but knowing Dabi, he probably wasn’t. “Th-thahahahah*squeak*AHAHahah!!”, I giggled out, and Dabi slowed down a bit, able to tell that I was trying say something, but couldn’t through the squeaks. “What is it precious?”, he asked, his voice sounding strangely upbeat and happy. “Th-thahahaht’ll tahahke AH*squeak*haha!! Fohohoreveheher!!!”, I finally managed to say, but as soon as I did, Dabi’s smirk grew bigger and he said “Well then, I guess I’m going to do this forever!”, he said, as he sped up again. He was showing a side of him that only I know. A playful side, unlike any other side of him, and even I only see it every so often, and I’m the only person he actually cares about and likes. “NAHA*squeak*AHAHAhahahAH!!!”, I laughed, as I finally gave in and just took it.

~Dabi POV~

I noticed that Y/N had gotten to the point where they just give up and giggle freely, excepting that it will happen wether they fight it or not, but they also just enjoy it, I can tell. “Wow, you really like this, don’t you~? You’re just sitting here and taking it, and don’t think you’ve even said stop this entire time!”, I teased them as their face slowly became more and more red. I decided to give their neck a break until the next time, and I quickly moved from sitting on their arms to straddling their waist, still pinning their arms above their head, just with my hands now. Then I used my nose to move their shirt up a little, but I didn’t need to do much because their shirt had been riding up the entire time, and then I started to pepper light kisses all over their stomach. “Eeeahaha!! Nahahaha!!”, they started giggling even more. I knew from experience that this is one of their favourite things, plus my hair tends to drift along their bottom ribs, making them squeak and drum their feet on the bed. I chuckled into their stomach, making them arch their back and kinda scream; “DAHABIHIHI!!!!!” They were so happy, and eventually my hands let go of their arms and poked all over their sides while I continued the kisses on their stomach. “Nahahahah*squeak*eeeahahaha!!!”, they giggled out one last time until their laughter went silent, and I knew that that meant it was time to stop and give them cuddles.

~Y/N POV~

I felt Dabi slow his attack as I caught my breath, and pulled me into a tight hug as leftover giggles came from my mouth as I was calming down. I felt safe in Dabi’s warm hold, and as he stroked my hair, I started to feel tired. “Hey, firefly?”, he ask quietly, clearly also tired. “Mmm” I hummed in response, already half asleep from the soothing gesture on my head. “Please always try to be happy, and if you’re not, come talk to me. I will help you.”, he said, and that was the last thing I remember before we both drifted of to sleep, warm in each other’s hold, never letting go.

꧁༺The end༻꧂

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My #1 post of 2022

Hello, and welcome to yet another post of mine! Here’s my head cannons for Obanai, Muichiro, and Giyuu from demon slayer with ticklish reader. These are platonic or romantic, but for some reason I originally had made them to be romantic. No idea why, I don’t even like men, but either way, the relationship is up for interpretation by you! With that, let’s get into it:

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warnings: tickling (please tell me if I forgot one)

The HCs:

Obanai🐍🤍:

So…

He’s fucking MEAN about it

Evil bitch

Maybe you are up in his tree with him, and he noticed that your arms are behind your head… his mind just goes ‘Target acquired’. He makes sure to hold you in a way where you can’t fall though, he’s not THAT mean

He may not like most people, and can be a bit rude when you first meet him, but we all know that he’s very kind with someone he cares about, so he’s surprisingly soft when it comes to tickling you. He’s still fucking evil, but in a soft way???

If you ever manage to cuddle this man, he will tickle you till you’ve completely melted and are giggling like a little child.

He honestly finds it cute, but would never tell you that

But he just loves the sound of your laugh, the way you smile, how your skin feels against his hands, how you melt into him, the way you scrunch up when he tickles your neck, the blush on your face, how clingy you get afterwards, just everything

Secretly the softest mother fucker ever, but covers it up with his teasing.

You can’t see it cuz your eyes are closed, but when tickles you, he starts blushing as well. He just loves how cute you are in that moment, the way you’re just YOU, that he can’t help but blush as well

He just wants to see you happy

All in all, soft but covers it up with how evil he is, and the reason he does it so often is cuz he loves how you are during it

Muichiro🌀☁️:

Sweet boy <3

He’s honestly just really confused and intrigued by it

And because of that…

Accidentally wrecks you

Doesn’t understand what it feels like cuz he can’t remember if he’s ever experienced it

He keeps moving his hands, trying different spots, seeing what happens, is honestly just really curious about it

After he eventually started remembering what happens when he touches you in specific spots, he does it more often.

His favourite spots to tickle are the ones that make you softly giggle, he finds it calming and he loves to see you smile

Likes to run his hands through your hair, and often “accidentally” tickles your neck

However, after he relatively understands what the feeling is, he does it the smallest bit less in fear of hurting you, but still does it when he wants to see your smile or you seem sad/tired (so pretty much all the time)

He likes to hug you after

All in all, he’s just a touch starved, curious, soft, sweet boy who just wants to see you smile

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