#//i decided to make an elder god blog lmao

[blog-of-the-old-ones]

I am Ez'ethrorh a Great Old One I reside in the Abyss of the Aether, and I am a god of Blood and Death (as well as the denizen of the domain of the Abyss) my sibling and I slipped through the cracks in the multiverse and have ended up in this World of Pokemon

So you are a God of the abyss, too?

Ez'ethrorh ( @blog-of-the-old-ones )

Among a couple other things, yeah. Though, typically I'm the only god of the Abyss...who are you?

[prettyinsea-blue]

I just stumbled onto your blog, I love it!

I'm also writing my own au(ish) type thing involving Godzilla

Can you infodump about yours? :D

OF COURSE! It’s gonna get long so be prepared hah! (Most of this is actually spoilers for my own books so yeehaw)

Okay so, I’ve restarted my AU multiple times but after watching the ending credits of Godzilla: KOTM and piecing the story together that was hidden beneath the white markings— I decided to change up my AU and that is the version that I’ve kept up with.

So basically, there’s gods & goddesses thrown into it all. There’s a creation goddess named Gatix and she’s been around since earth was created, and a few elders were there as well (Methuselah, Scylla, Behemoth, and Shimo for example.)

When other kaiju species began arriving Gatix decided to split her powers between two members of the divine moth species, Akari and Daku (two fanmade moths). These two are the goddess and god of Life and Death.

Soon after these two are created, a war sparks between the MUTOS and the rest of Kaiju civilization, practically making life almost impossible on one side of the world.

On the divine moth side of things, there are two new sub-species types that are named after their respective gods. Akari moths control life and healing and Daku-moths control death and pain. Upon this, most Daku-moths are killed during their first winter.

However, as the war is in its highest point— Akari and Daku ask Gatix if they may split their powers further. Of course, they don’t know who to give their abilities too but you know— Gatix always has an idea. She decides that their granddaughter, Mothra, should take on one of their powers. Though, at the time of her birth she was born as a Daku-moth but she does not have the full power to become a goddess.

The reasoning for this is because Mothra’s faction (that’s what the moth groups are called) has become so detached from reality that they actually told her mother (Setsuko, another fanmade titan) that Mothra had died when in reality they were about to use her daughter for their own greed.

Around this same point in time, our favorite Gojiran is learning how he fits into this world with his mom, Evelyn, and his cousin, Zilla. He had lost his father, Dai, to the war and so he has to watch his mom fight all the battles by herself.

But of course, when he hits the age is 120 years old, his mother is slaughtered in front of him- which forces Zilla and him to leave the only homeland they’ve ever known.

Rodan’s also in here too! His childhood is pretty chill and I haven’t fleshed out his story entirely so that’ll be saved for later! Though I will say, he is bisexual and he does have a partner named Yoko (I decided to make a fanmade character because I couldn’t figure out which actual character to put him with.)

That’s all I say lore wise because I’d rather let you and everyone else reading this figure it out for themselves when I get back to posting Godzilla stuff lmao. And hey, if you still around long enough, you’ll see the MVT chapters get posted (maybe after a month or so because I don’t want people to get spoiled for GvK).

Thank you so much for the ask! I’ve never got to infodump before!! :))

[trickstarbrave]

heyyyy im making a pinned post as that is a feature and seems good to keep info all in one place esp for ppl on mobile

❤️im brave!! or rua works if u want to but brave is by far the most popular name i go by. he/him pronouns

❤️art commissions/art trades are NOT on the table rn sadly. i used to offer commissions and did art trades with friends but for the most part im really busy with work/health conditions. if i have a bit of free time i may change this or make a few exceptions on a case by case basis depending on my schedule. for the most part tho i just want my art to be a stress relief activity

❤️art requests i do take from time to time now, but there is no guaranty i will take it. please do not spam requests hoping i’ll do it and please do not get mad if i don’t do it. they’re requests for a reason. if i am particularly inspired i’ll be happy to get around to it if life lets me

❤️technically multifandom blog i would say, mostly i have been focused on the elder scrolls series lately. you will probably see me rb stuff from like, a bunch of series. if this changes i’ll prob edit this post LMAO (i do not control the special interest)

❤️not just an art blog but also personal. my art can be found in my #my art tag. wips can sometimes be found scattered on my twitter if they arent on here. and writing that i publish can be found on my ao3 (though i have like a million wips that dont get published and be warned much of my ao3 is rated E and not for everyone)

❤️ been doing a lot of oc posting so i can do a run down of them currently for anyone that wants to follow along/know the lore:

/// OCS ///

(under cut)

🌟 Eyja: skyrim oc, nord dragonborn, she/her. past life incarnation was konahrik, alduin’s head priest, murdered by miraak. uses a bow and magic primarily. story can be found here

🌟 Senna: skyrim oc, nord dragonborn, she/her. proud two handed weapon user and leader of the companions. fought and lost to the world eater who took her back to his den and make her his partner. proof prophecy can be a complicated thing. story can be found here.

🌟 Baldur: skyrim oc, nord dragonborn, he/him. grew up on the streets stealing to survive, and certified trans of gender. fought and lost to the world eater who decided to force baldur to be his champion. helps him take over skyrim. story not yet published but will prob contain a lot of mentions of transphobia as a cw :(

🌟 Ansa: skyrim oc, nord dragonborn, she/her. orphaned at a young age, and just a weird, feral child. learned to steal, and ended up joining the thieves guild. killed mercer and turned the guild over to karliah and is helping rebuild it when she finds a weird rock that turns out to be a dragon egg. story not yet published

🌟 Ahkrinaak: general elder scrolls oc, he/him/any pronouns. he is based off me as a sort of self insert/persona character purely for comedy, not a serious au. dragon/god who was corrupted in the war with lorkhan/shor and became more so an agent of lorkhan. he spends most of his time pretending to be a mortal and causing problems. he’s just sillay. looks like a falmer/snow elf and nord hybrid making pretty much everyone just in general uncomfortable. dragons dont have gender he just likes tits. divorced with alduin

🌟 Lyre: not a skyrim oc (yet) but my beloved dnd character i have made a million aus for, including one that has turned into a full on novel lmao. will update everyone when i start uploading the novel (its not gonna be too serious just a fun lil webnovel that is pg rate) and you can see me post illustrations for. depending on the AU uses either he/him or she/her. i just think theyre neat

🌟 Anthial: nerevarine bosmer, tired, angry, nb spellsword. he/them pronouns. just wants to cover their entire body until you cant tell what gender they are. vivec never got them the drink he owed them. was convinced as nerevar that voryn never liked them back all that much. had an open marriage with almalexia. this incarnation was emotionless and lacked a moral compass due to the betrayal in their past life.

🌟 Steren: nerevarine, technically. not actually the reincarnation of nerevar, but the reincarnation of nerevar’s son. nerevar never reincarnated bc he was too busy haunting his descendants, too upset to move on. steren has a couple of aus but mostly its him with vivienne the dragonborn who belongs to @mulberrycafe. calls voryn “ata” and nerevar “dad” because he technically grew up in cyrodiil but remembers his first lifetime in bits and pieces where voryn raised him for the first few years.

feel free to send asks abt my ocs i love answering them

[sapphire-weapon]

I just wanted to say that as a person in their early 20s who only just got into resident evil after re8, it was so fun finding your blog and scrolling through all the little blurbs you’ve got. fandom elders always have the best resources and lore and make spaces a million times better, so thank u for mentioning all the little game details and fandom notes that would’ve been forgotten or missed otherwise to newcomers!!

on another note, i wanted to ask if you had any amusing/chaotic tidbits relating to the re fandom in its earlier days, whether it be speculations of scenes or character directions or interactions that people were so sure were going to happen in later re games that absolutely did not happen, fics that were really influential, insane fanwar stories, memes that used to be rlly prolific and now don’t really come up, etc. it’s something i love to discover about fandoms because it rlly is a “you had to be there,” type of information that people don’t document the way they would with canon developments that you can easily find on wikipages

Anon... I'm gonna fucking cry. 😭 This is exactly what I wanted this blog to become once I realized I was falling back into RE hell. Anything that I can do to make this canon more accessible to new people, I want to do it. I think I've said this before, but I literally cannot imagine what it must be like getting into this series this late in the game, because RE is terrifyingly huge and abstract and very old by video game standards.

As for the second part of your ask... Man, I have so many stories. I won't tell all of them, because if I try to, it'll be weeks before I can post this LMAO so let me just break this up into sections and I'll tell whatever the first stories that pop into my head are.

FAN THEORIES

So, historically, RE fandom was never big on fan theories. Fan theories and meta were something that Silent Hill people did, not so much RE people.

BUT there is one that refuses to die, and I have seen people scream about it as recently as Revelations 2.

People are convinced that Steve Burnside is going to come back. This drum has been getting banged ever since the original Code Veronica released in 2000, and even though it has literally never been hinted at at any point in the 23 years since then that Capcom even remembers that that was a possible thing that was set up, the fandom is still waiting for it to happen.

And it's all because Wesker stole his body and fucked off with it and was a complete asshole about it when he did it. That's it, that's the whole reason.

But then that also ties into the fact that there are still people who are convinced that Wesker didn't actually die in RE5 and that he's gonna come back any day now, guys, really -- and that's just a whole level of death denial I've never seen before. Dude got hit with two rocket launchers in the middle of an active volcano. YOU LITERALLY DO NOT GET MORE DEAD THAN THAT.

INFLUENTIAL FICS

Surprisingly, none. RE didn't have an "I Know What's Beneath the Snow Fields" or a "Walk This World." There were influential authors, though. I won't name them because I have no idea where they are now or if they're still around, but. I will say that there was one very influential fic writer in Cleon fandom who utilized literally so many headcanons in her fics that her characters were utterly unrecognizable. Some of the headcanons blatantly contradicted canon, even. But her writing style and her prose were so, so, so fucking good that it didn't matter. For a while, Cleon fandom almost became like a cult around her fics -- and, as someone who only dabbled in Cleon because my friends shipped it, but I had no personal stake in the ship myself -- it was really, really weird to watch this go down.

INSANE FAN WAR STORIES

I was going to go off on a huge thing about the Aeon vs Cleon wars, but seeing as how they're still fucking happening for some god forsaken dumbass reason, I decided not to.

So, we'll forget that. And while this isn't a war story, exactly, I do need to give a special shoutout to the Wesker wives of old.

If you are at all familiar with the stories of old school Final Fantasy VII fandom of girls who convinced themselves that they married Sephiroth on the astral plane -- guess what. RE fandom had those girls, too, and we called them Wesker wives.

There was one really prominent one on LiveJournal back in the day who used to get art commissioned of her and Wesker together, and she would post pictures of herself "in uniform" for him, and like. Would legitimately write as though she was actually married to the fictional character Albert Wesker. She'd answer questions from people and shit.

And she was really, really pretty, so everyone was just kind of stunned by this, because this girl very clearly took care of herself and worked out and knew how to do her hair and makeup -- she always looked really good -- and it was just like... how did someone like you fall so far off the reality wagon?

And then it slowly started to come out that she maybe had some nazi ideology behind her and kept referring to Wesker has her Aryan king or someshit, and that was about the point where my Jewish ass backed away from that whole trainwreck and stopped paying attention to it, so I don't actually know how this story ends.

MEMES

So, uh. If you've been on the fandom side of the internet long enough, you'll at least have heard of the "it's over 9000" meme, even if you're not into Dragon Ball or ever seen an episode of it in your life.

Well, the same guy who started that meme also left his mark on RE fandom, too. The whole "Jill sandwich" thing was always a meme in its own right, but "Hope this is not Chris's blood" was added onto it thanks to this video. So, "Hope this is not Chris's blood" was a big, big meme in the late aughts that I really don't see around anymore. It was used as a sort of... shitpost response to a shitpost, if that makes sense? Like, your friend sends you some obviously stupid bullcrap or a dumb meme and you just respond back "hope this is not chris's blood."

This cap from Code Veronica was a huge meme for a long time, too, and I DO NOT FUCKING KNOW WHY

And then.

There was this masterpiece. Do not watch this with other people in the room unless your willingness to let others bear witness to your own cringe is very high. It's also NSFW. And, actually, this video might be the single oldest meme in RE fandom history. The YT link I provided here is not the original source of it. It was some stupid fan edit that was making its rounds on Kazaa, and I'm not joking. I want to say this edit is no younger than OG RE2 (so 1998).

And I would negligent in my duties as a fandom historian if I did not introduce you to the glory that is Resident Evil 4 Days of Our Lives. I STILL QUOTE THIS SHIT, TO THIS DAY.

Like, this is me on plurk referencing this stupid fucking shit as I'm liveplurking my very first playthrough of RE4R:

There was a part of me that was honestly kind of upset when the two cops at the beginning of RE4make didn't actually say to Leon, "I hear no one listens to you. Is that true, Captain Cubscout?" because that is unironically the single greatest line of dialogue that was ever written to be said by any character to Leon Kennedy, and it was written by some fuckin college kids back in the mid aughts.

And that's all I can think of for right now.

Thank u for indulging my old person desire to ramble on about "BACK IN MY DAY........." I appreciate u.

ETA: ok like i know i said i was only gonna mention shit that i could think of at the time that i responded to the ask but there is one more meme that i would be remiss to not mention

[aforgottenlordandknights]

"Everything shall be consumed... Or something like that."

I made a Kirby blog bc I was inspired by a friend lmao

Meet the cast below!

The Forgotten Lord

Fecto Elfilis (or just Elfilis)

An invasive alien species from a different dimension than the one they were found in. Now being kept under the watchful eye of several gods - I mean Kirby and Meta Knight - they now sit around being edgy. Though they are plotting to fuse with Elfilin once more because they can't help their destructive tendencies.

The Knights of the Round 'n squishy Table

These fellas decided for this one time (aka being on this blog lol) to form an order of powerful knights, who helped whoever they deem worthy of help or fighting whoever they deem worthy of fighting.

Meta Knight

The Mysterious Lord Swordsman of Planet Popstar, who happens to show up wherever Kirby is. Epic duels constantly ensue when he's present, and makes for a fearsome foe or a fantastic ally, depending on who's side he's on. Helps Kirby keep Elfilis in check.

Galacta Knight

He heard that Morpho Knight was trying to kill him off so he came back out of pure spite and sheer will Galacta Knight is an ancient warrior that once fought for justice, but due to his growing, awesome, power, he was sealed away by Nova. But due to that power, he can never be truly destroyed. So now he floats about finding a person worthy of battling him (Kirby), ending up in the Forgotten Land with the others.

Morpho Knight

The spiteful ex Morpho knight is the butterfly of paradise, taking form whenever something that has ceased to be is found worthy of being their vessel. They appeared in the Forgotten Land, and after that gruesome colosseum fight, is now chilling in Waddle Dee Town alongside everyone else. Drinks your Pepsi and calls you a bit-

Floryn

A Star Warrior from a realm of constant battling thattotallyisntthekirbsonathatidecidedtorepurposebccringe, she traveled across dimensions once more when she heard that the pink puffball friend she made might be in mortal danger. After arriving and realizing that everything was taken care of, she made the choice to stay awhile, as traveling dimensions without an interstellar spaceship can wear a person down. Takes pride in the fact that she's the only warrior among the four that uses a staff rather than a sword.

Guest Appearances lol

Kirby

Of course, this isn't a Kirby blog without the boi himself, Keeby -uh - Kirby! The adorable pink ball of pure happiness, he is the only peacekeeper here other than Elfilin, considering everyone else here is literally a brawler lmao. Canonically will kill you with a hug

Elfilin

Often called by the others the younger sibling of Elfilis, Elfilin (who doesn't mind being called Elfy!) is the other half of Elfilis that is the kind and caring side of the planet destroying genocidal maniac. He's often indulging himself with the treats in the cafe and generally hanging out with Kirby because they're friends! Do not ask him to join forces with his elder sibling, he will start crying.

[samandmaxanotherway]

i had planned forever ago to make a full fan soundtrack for AW (fic) but then never finished it/lost in interest in trying to find songs, so i figured instead that i would just share the songs tht were as insp for me while writing AW instead!! bc hey, why not lol. im just listing these in order on my playlist BUT im also gonna give context as to why these songs were insp if/when possible which will have spoilers to AW but tbh im assuming if ur traversing this blog u’ve already read it gkjhg. songs listed under the cut!!

-kira 

ok so this was being written when i was like. rlly into hadestown & i kept making connections between the story & the songs sOOOOO we’re gonna list all the hadestown songs first gkjfhg

Doubt Comes In (mostly for the scene prior to sam’s revival, where max is questioning if he’ll even get him back)

Epic II (sort of like a song to depict max’s feelings of isolation & anger toward sam growing distant from him over the years)

Wait For Me (BIG song for sam whenever max loses his brain......)

Hey, Little Songbird (this song reminds me of the scene where skunkape’s trying to convince max to side w/ him ok)

Chant (Reprise) (listened to this song w/ the mental image of everyone pulling together to make their final move (primarily whenever sam’s fighting skunkape/trying to stop the maimtron to save max) & also specifically imagined this w/ sam as orpheus, superego as eurydice & skunkape as hades so ✌)

Epic III (takes place aFTER sam gets revived & idk i associate this w/ sam confessing that he got scared of losing max & that he let it consume him to the point of it damaging their relationship & apologizing to max for kinda neglecting him)

Wait For Me (Reprise) (u know damn well this happens between sam & superego before sam goes to stop the maimtron from killing max)

ok now we’re done w/ hadestown here’s some other songs now lmaO

I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Death Cab For Cutie (during the scene w/ sam & superego as sam’s fading away........idk im emo 😔)

I’d Give Anything - Tangled (sam song, specifically during the week or so when max is a monster & he misses him a lot)

Far Away - Tyga (I ASSOCIATE THis mostly with the part where sam finds out max had his brain removed, actually the pic for tht part is named after this song lmao)

I Bet My Life - Imagine Dragons (overall just a sam song, more leaning to right before he goes to skunkape’s ship to stop the maimtron)

Caraphernelia - Pierce The Veil (max song, post-breaking up w/ sam. it’s his angry break-up song basicall y gkJKHGKJGH)

Sleepwalking - Elliot Lee (also a max song, upset abt his rocky relationship w/ sam :( )

Better Than Me - Hinder (SAM SONG, lamenting abt the fact tht he realizes its mostly his fault tht him & max broke up & how he believes max deserves better than him. mostly during the week where max is mia bc Giant Monster)

Come Hang Out - AJR (this is mostly pre-AW but it kinda fits w/ sam progressively growing more distant bc he’s trying so hard to be careful)

Zombie - Damned Anthem (not really fitting for anything tbh but i DID listen to this song while writing skunkape attacking max & it WAS almost the trailer song as well so there’s that lol)

Sink or Swim - Castor Troy (i think is insp primarily bc of /scourgadow’s awesome s&m edits but i do remember listening to it on a loop while writing sam going through his ‘trial’ for the chthonic destroyer)

Main Theme - Pacific Rim (associate this a lot w/ the overall part when max is a monster)

Miracle - The Score (hhEY i’ve rbed this song on this blog before gkjfhgj. yeah this is a sam song, specifically during the week when max is a monster)

A Violent Encounter & Revived Power - Chris Baines (u already know damn well what this is for but i’ll say it anyway; whenever sammy’s scaling maxthulu. shadow of the elder god babey /j)

The Forgotten Children - Aranzazu Calleja (its the trailer sonnngggggg)

Army of One - Shelby Merry (i think i listened to this on a loop at some point, & also its a girl stinky song)

Saving Metroville - The Incredibles (put this bad boy on a loop while writing sam & stinky going up against skunkape bc it is, in my opinion, one of the hardest hitting final fight osts)

Happier - Marshmello ft. Bastille (sam song, specifically for the beginning chapter when he decides to break up w/ max bc all theyre doing is fighting....)

Trying to Save Stitch - Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch (this is during the part when max is transforming into a monster!!!!)

[ticklybtswriter]

observant

summary: you thought that you were good at hiding your secret from them, but it seems that min yoongi is more observant than you knew.

request: Oof thank you for that soul wrecking fic I'm now bright red XD! If it's okay maybe I could request a oneshot with Yoongi slowly piecing together the reader is a Lee(maybe from first spotting her reading a fic on her phone or something) and then finding out about the community, doing some research in the process and than wrecking the reader with it all. ...I like to make myself suffer can you tell lmao. If you feel particularly inspired nsfw could be cool but only if you want to!! Love you bby!!

author’s note: (this gif mixed with this prompt put me in a lee mood) also, sheridan, i can’t thank you enough for this request!! i was so fun to write but i also despise it because now i just want yoongi to wreck me!! 

the request isn’t enitrely nsfw, but it does have some nsfw elements so be aware of that if you decide to read!! but anyways, i hope you like it!! -rosalie

If there’s one thing Min Yoongi prides himself on, it’s that he’s very observant. Being quiet provides some insight into the world around him, and God is he good at viewing the world around him. It was why he was the first of the seven to see right through your little facade.

The first clue was on one of the nights he collapsed with fatigue on the couch and decided to curl up to you. You were relatively calm; you were nose-deep in a book, which Yoongi didn’t mind because he knew that you were enjoying his silent presence just as much as he was enjoying yours.

It wasn’t until Jimin came running into the living room with Jungkook hot on his trail. Apparently, Jimin had taken something from him and Jungkook wasn’t too pleased. When Jungkook inevitably found him, you both witnessed Jungkook pin Jimin to the ground before he scribbled at Jimin’s sides, giggles pouring from the elder’s mouth while Jungkook told him it was what he deserved.

Yoongi, of course, told the maknae to go and do this in their bedrooms because he was trying to have some peace and quiet with you.

They listened to him, and Yoongi was ready to return to your alone time. However, shortly after, he noticed how stiff you’d gone. He peered up at you only to find your face oddly... embarrassed. Your eyes were wide, your lips were pursed, and your cheeks dusted with pink.=

“Are you okay?” Yoongi asked. “You look a little red.”

“Yeah!” You shook your head. “I’m just a little hot is all. I’m gonna go get some water!” You shrugged him off and scurried into the kitchen where he couldn’t see you.

Yoongi stared you your retreating form, taking note of your small fidgeting and blush. He figured you must have been embarrassed by the sudden PDA from them, but he wasn’t entirely sure. Yet.

The second clue was when he was laying down with you. He had another long day at the studio and wanted nothing more than to snuggle in bed with you. You obliged but told him you weren’t tired yet. You both came to the agreement that he could hold you but you’d still tap away on your phone.

That was fine and all for about thirty minutes. Yoongi wanted you to turn around so he could really cuddle you, yet you were still enthralled with your phone. He slowly lifted his head and tiredly squinted at what had you so captured.

You were reading something long, and... descriptive. It wasn’t a dirty novella, but it was describing the way someone’s hands were moving across skin and the elicit reaction of laughter ignoring from the reader. He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, wondering what you were reading. Especially after seeing your red cheeks from the light of your phone.

“Y/N?” He asked. “What’re you reading?”

After having thought he had fallen asleep ages ago, you squeaked at the sudden noise and quickly turned off your phone. “A-Aaah, nothing! Let’s just go to bed!”

He didn’t fight you on that, but the wheels in his head started to turn ever so slightly.

The last clue, which in truth wasn’t even a clue, but rather a confirmation to his sneaking suspicions, was when he found your Tumblr account.

It was by accident, really. You had gone to the bathroom real quick while on the app and left your phone open on the bed, your profile page visible to anyone who happened upon it. Yoongi just so happened to be that anyone.

He was looking for his ring which he was sure he left in your room when he saw your phone on. He picked it up, examining the app it was opened to. When he noticed your username revolved around tickles, he felt this sudden burst of self-pride for being on the right track. But when he saw your post about “really just wanting to be fucking wrecked with tickles and teases” he knew something had to be done.

Later that night, having taken a mental note of your Tumblr account name, he went through all of your posts about just how you wanted to be destroyed with tickles. He went through extensive research on the subject of tickling and the community you were secretly apart of. He found out a lot of useful information from that. (Especially that you were called a lee, because, not that he would ever admit to it, but he found that to be incredibly adorable.) Using it, though, was about to become one of his new favorite things.

You were getting ready to go to bed when Yoongi trudged in. Neither of you said much outside of a gentle greeting, but other than that, he just slipped into the bed with you. He wrapped an arm around your waist before snuggling close to you behind you.

Of course, you had thought nothing was out of the ordinary. Even when Yoongi started to slightly lift up your shirt, you were oblivious to your boyfriend’s true intentions that night. It wasn’t under you felt him start to slightly-ever so slightly- drum his fingers against the bare stomach of your skin.

You let out a small giggle. “W-What are you doing?”

“Hmm, nothing.”

He now moved from drumming to letting his fingers drag across your tummy. You let out a small intake a breath, and Yoongi took this as a sign to pick up the pace. Not enough to have you break out into full-blown laughter, but enough to get you to squirm. And squirm you did.

You felt him start to smirk against your neck, a feeling you knew all too well when his fingers were occupied elsewhere on your body. It dawned on you what was happening right then.

“Y-Y-Yoongi...?”

“Yes?” He drawled.

“H-How?”

"You’re so easy to read, kitten. You think you're subtle with your little kink, but I can see it all,” He, of course, was leaving out the part where he saw your blog but seeing you so flustered from him telling you this was satisfying enough. “I’d prepare yourself. This is going to be a long night for you, baby girl.”

Yoongi suddenly turned you so you were lying on your back and he was sitting on top of you. He was straddling your hips and the position alone was enough to make your face red. It got even redder, though, when Yoongi crackled his knuckles in front of you as a way to silently tell you that they would be working wonders/horrors against your skin.

“I want you to keep your arms up.”

“What? But I-I can’t-”

“You’d better,” Yoongi got close to your face. “Otherwise, I’ll make sure they won’t be able to move at all.”

Something you knew all too well about Yoongi was that he kept true to his word. You were fairly sure that the moment your arms went down, he was going to tie them up and your chance at escaping would forever be gone. Not that you were really looking for an escape, though...

Against your better judgment, you raised your arms above your head so your wrists hit the headboard. Yoongi, having given you one of his heart-stopping smirks, wasted no time in starting his torture.

He used his index fingers to lightly draw circles in your underarms. It shocked you as to how light he was. His barely-there touches were far from the rough tickles you had envisioned with him. And, yes, you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t imagine him absolutely destroying you with tickles. You just never saw it becoming a reality.

You bit your lip to keep the giggles at bay. Yoongi spotted this right away. Needless to say, he wasn’t appreciative of this, “Are you really trying to hold in your laughs? How long do you think you can keep that up? I’d say... two seconds at most.”

He moved from tickling your underarms to pinching at your sides. You couldn’t help but let out a squeal at that, your arms instinctively reaching out to Yoongi’s hands to halt the movements. You realized your mistake too late.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Yoongi tsked. “What did I say about the arms?”

“No,” You whined, even though you were aware he would take your complaints as an excuse to wreck you further. “Yoongi, please!”

“Don’t be bratty,” Yoongi threatened. “I wouldn’t want to bring out the feather I brought.”

You felt your body go limp with desire. The mere threat of it made you compliant with Yoongi as he took the soft rope you both had used in other scenarios. You made a mental hell for yourself, though, when you watched him tie your hands together with such precision. It made you think about how skilled he was with his fingers. Fingers that would have full access to every inch of ticklish skin on your body in a minute or so.

“There,” Yoongi finished off the knot. “Now you’re completely at my mercy.”

You hated how casually he could say these things. You pouted.

“Don’t make that face; you’re just asking for this now.”

Yoongi started spidering his fingers against your stomach. Helpless bubbles of laughter escaped your throat. He saw this as a good sign and continued in his assault. He started running his fingers up and down both of your sides, alternating between the quick flutters and sudden jabs meant to keep you on your toes.

“Y-Yohohohongiii!” You whined. “Plehehease!”

“I’m barely even touching you, baby girl.” He lied straight through his teeth.

“Stohohop!” You laughed in response to his teasing.

“But why? We both know that you love this. No use in denying it.”

You were trying so hard to squirm away from his touches, but he followed every way that your torso moved. You had your eyes squeezed shut from the ticklish sensations, but in the off chance you opened your eyes, you could see that devilish smirk before he started to move down from your hips to your legs. 

He positioned his fingers over your thighs, making sure to give you an evil look in the eyes before he did so.

“Don’t you dare!” You warned.

He looked as though he was thinking for a moment. But after a few seconds of “consideration,” he dug into the skin of your hips. 

“NOHOHO! YOHOHOHONGI!” You were glad that the boys’ rooms were so far apart from one another, or your screams would’ve been heard clear as day.

You were bucking as best you could to get Yoongi off your legs. But with Yoongi being stronger than you and your arms tied away, there wasn’t even any use of escape. After one particular squeeze to your hips, you felt your resolve to flee dwindle. You couldn’t help but start to sit there and take the torture.

“Getting tired? Don’t worry, I have one last thing to really get your energy up.”

Your face got instantly hotter when he pulled out the feather he had threatened you with earlier. You gulped when he got ready to use it in his attacks.

“Y-Yoongi,” It was meant to sound intimidating, but the stammer in your voice didn’t do much to help you.

While you were having a tickle-induced mental breakdown, Yoongi was relishing in seeing you so conflicted over these sensations. You were loving every moment of this while at the same time doing anything you could to prove you were strong enough to handle it. But Yoongi knew all too well that you weren’t, and that this was breaking you in all the ways you’d described on your blog.

To emphasize his thoughts, he started flicking the feather across your tummy. Each individual tendril had hit your skin with an electric shock. You didn’t think a feather would feel as ticklish as everyone had made it out to be online. But shit... It was worse.

“NOHOHO! I CAHAHAHAN’T!”

“Can’t what? Can’t wait for me to put this little feather inside your precious belly button? Me neither. So why wait?”

“W-WAHAHAIT! NO!”

It was too late, though. The stiff feather started to sink into your belly button. You might as well have died on that spot. Because Yoongi then started to spin the feather so it reached every bit of skin inside while keeping one hand attached to your thigh.

Your resolution finally slipped away completely. You didn’t have it in you anymore to try to fight back, even with words. Your eyes were starting to fill with tears and your laughter was soon beginning to go silent. And while he loved seeing you in this state, Yoongi knew that this night of fun should end soon or else you’d pass out.

His twirling feather finally slowed, yet you were still releasing little excess giggles as he pulled it out of your belly button. Yoongi pulled the rope from your wrists which allowed you to instantly rip them from the headboard and rub the ghost tickles from your skin. You curled in on yourself, a bright smile still gracing your face, while Yoongi laid down beside you.

“Well, that was fun, don’t you think?” He asked. When he got no response, he fluttered his fingers against your stomach again.

“Yehehes! I-It wahas!”

“Glad you think so,” Yoongi nodded against your neck. “Because we’ll be doing this more often.”

Now it was your time to smirk. Finally... you were getting exactly what you wanted. You no longer had to spend your time groaning about your lack of tickles through Tumblr. Which, now that you thought about it...

“You found my Tumblr, didn’t you?”

[ilegnangeli]

Random May Thought #1

I think I may have forgotten how to properly write an entry on Tumblr. Much features have changed since I last posted here. If it weren’t for Instagram’s connect to Tumblr feature, I wouldn’t have updated this blog in years. Last I posted was a picture of my penmanship in Mandarin. I was still a student in China back then. And well now, I am back to the mothership.

Two years ago, COVID-19 didn’t exist. Oh wait, it did, they just hadn’t named it yet or they haven’t discovered it yet (I actually remember they used to call it nCoV). Two years ago, I was still lying in my bed in my spacious dorm room probably wondering why time flew so fast. Two years ago, I was a completely different person. I had plans two years later, you know. Plans that got soiled. I didn’t think I would still be here. I should be experiencing spring elsewhere and yet I’m basking in the scorching heat of summer in the Republic of the Philippines. Not that I’m complaining. Alright, fine, I am.

Life has been pretty tough lately. I think I wrote the same thing in one of my book reviews in Goodreads. After reading that book by Paul Kalanithi, I became more aware of how finite life is. I’ve always loved books that sorta ended in tragedies (maybe it’s the masochist in me lmao). But reading a memoir of someone who suffered a similar fate to those fictional characters I’ve read before, reading through his personal struggle made me think about how life—at the end of it all—is truly fragile.

I also read through my old entries in here. I laughed at some. I smiled at some. I sorta became sad after reading some entries. But I’m glad I wrote. Now, I’m feeling like continuing this thing I do often when I’m overwhelmed by life: writing. There’s a sense of bittersweetness to reading your old diary or journal entries for the world to see. Two nights ago, I dug through my old notebooks and read some of my written entries in there. Ten, nine, eight years ago versions of me who loved writing and sharing her thoughts on pages of now worn-out notebooks. Again, I’m glad I wrote.

Writing is probably something I’m not really best at but I’m good at. And suffice to say, I enjoy it. I love writing and it’s probably going to be the end of me. Funny how going back home, here in the mountains of Rizal, transforms me into a sentimental freak. The life in the city is probably the most ideal, future-focused lifestyle but the old soul in me will always go back and try to rekindle the sad and happy memories of the past.

Right now, I’m sat at the end of my bed. With a laptop. Typing these random thoughts. I see my piano on the left. I see my bookshelves right in front of me. And I see my luggage, to my right, that I haven’t used since I got back from China (I didn’t use this for my trip to Japan, I used a smaller one lmao).

I leafed through the pages of my old planner. It was the planner I used for my final year in university. I saw this “Dream Board” that I ever so creatively put together using cutouts from magazines, stickers, and sticky notes. I wrote there that I would make films, music, and literature. Funny how those “dreams” became reality. One by one. I also remember listing down the places I’d always wanted to visit in that planner. I remember writing all the countries that I would, one day, visit. And by some weird miracle, I’ve ticked off so many of those places. Well, except Amsterdam (because damn, the Netherlands is so far away). But don’t worry self, we’ll get there. Eventually. Lmao.

My dream board was extended to the next page where I listed down so many things that I would save up for. Teenage me would be proud of herself because ten years later, she has owned that John Green book collection (she now even has at least three versions of each book John Green has published, I know that’s ridiculous but please stop judging me lol), she has also owned two MacBooks (an Air in 2015 and a Pro in 2020), she has bought a digital piano (God, I srsly am in love with this piano, teenage me would cry out of joy I swear), and she has travelled to a lot of her dream destinations and countries. Teenage me would be so proud of who she has become. I seriously sighed as I typed that last line.

Ten years. Feels like an entire lifetime ago. I didn’t think life would be this fast-paced. I mean, thanks technology but boohoo because here I am, somehow struggling, asking myself every single day, hour, minute why adulting has to be this difficult. I sorta blame my teenage self because, she wished for this moment. She wished to fast-forward to my yuppy self. But then again, who am I to complain, THAT WAS ME ten years ago. Bitch, you did not. Lmao.

Earlier this afternoon, it’s nighttime as I type this, I spoke with one of my co-workers. We haven’t known each other that very long. But it feels like we’ve known each other forever. She’s a Libra, just like me. She’s a 92-liner, too. Oh the joy! And she’s a psych major, I envy her. Sometimes I still wonder why I didn’t take that path in university. Accountancy was shit and as much as I loved my Sintang Paaralan, I just didn’t want to be there anymore for personal reasons. You’d know, if you ever met me in person, I’ll tell you. Wow, am I really that good at moving on? Anyway, being a communication major is and was a great experience. I hate competitions but I joined so many competitions in that field and lost some but you gotta win some, right? So I did. Thank you for the wonderful experiences, Piyu.

Whoa, I didn’t think I’d be writing this long. But I’m not done yet. So as I was saying, I spoke with her. She isn’t just a colleague to me now but more like a best friend. I never thought I would meet someone my age who spoke the same language as me before her. I’m a nerd. If that isn’t already obvious. And if being caught by our director talking about Sigmund Freud and Maria Montessori isn’t enough proof, then I guess let’s talk about global warming, greenhouse effect, and the melting polar caps. I like talking about ideas, phenomenas, and books. Crucify me! #ReasonsWhyImStillSingle

I’d been praying about something recently. And I only got that clarity when I finally spoke to her about it. We’ve been on this topic for about a month now. And occasionally we like to make fun of this topic. But I guess, when something isn’t really meant for you, God will make a way for it to not, you know, find its way to you. Thank you, LORD.

She told me so many things that made me realize that the person I like right now probably has his reasons why he’s not making the first move. And I understood that. She insisted that my feelings were valid and it was okay for me to feel those things—to think those things. But oh my goodness, I told her, this person is so lucky. Like I swear to God. Because I don’t really “like” guys that often. I don’t feel easily attracted to anyone. So it is by some miracle that I ended up liking this particular human sub-specie (bro, you should feel privileged, too bad you won’t be able to read this). Anyway, It was so clear to me. And I had to move on. Immediately. But what’s weird about it is that I just took a nap. And when I woke up from that nap this afternoon I felt nothing. Like that feeling expired almost immediately. It completely dissipated. So ridiculous, right? I’ve harbored feelings for this person for some time now (it hasn’t been that long to be honest) and I’m just over that feeling now. In an instant, too. I don’t know why. It’s probably one of my talents.

Wow, I really do move on fast. Don’t I? Am I cruel (to myself) that way?

So I had decided to busy myself with work. Plan about my graduate studies. And hope for the best. But for now, I’ll enjoy the rest of my leave from work. I sighed. Again. As I wrote that. My head hurts. I don’t know why. But it does. And I almost typed that in Korean.

On another topic, I’m thinking about compiling all of my literary works in some way. I also feel like commissioning my niece and my older brother to illustrate some of my poems for me. I’ve actually thought about this like a year ago amidst the pandemic. But the lazy ass in me just kept postponing. And I blame myself for procrastinating because all my “plans” haven’t come to fruition. But I’ll get my shit together. Eventually. I need to make this happen. At least before I expire. Lmao.

P.S. I’m tired. I actually stayed up late last night. Or should I say earlier this morning. I video called one of my ex-colleagues. It was also a really nice chat. But I’m not used to staying up late anymore. I’ve burned tons of midnight oil in university. NEVER AGAIN. I’m sleepy to be honest.

P.P.S. Tomorrow’s my elder sister’s birthday. I’m going to post ancient pictures of her on my stories.