#dahai

[dirthara-dalen]

Hello @captainmortuem! I was your swtor secret Santa. Aside form tumblr occasionally eating my asks to you it was a genuine joy work on this for you.

I do hope you enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

[captainmortuem]

Hello there! I am you swtor secret Santa come to ask some questions! I have found your oc blog and read through it. I would love to know who your fav swtor oc is? (Or if you have multiple fav’s). Second I would love to know more about your ocs partners/lover interests if possible :D

You ever get an ask that makes your realize you're going to sit down and write more than you want to on a phone, so you jump on a computer instead?

Apologies in advance to anybody who doesn't give a shit about Star Wars, that's literally all this (short) post is.

Favorite SWTOR OC:

Good question, at least out of the list I've got probably four who each hold a special place in my heart. Shesali; this gal here is my Jedi Consular who is tied with my JK for most loved and least shown off, sister of my Sith Inquisitor and wife of my Jedi Knight. Her love interest really only ends up being Shim whenever I talk about her. Shim Leedes; this gentleman is the aforementioned Jedi Knight, like I said, tied with Shesali for the most love and the least "screentime." They're kind of a package deal because neither of them have canon love interests, I figured their story was tragic enough to leave it at that. Although Shim did have a thing with Ranna Tao'ven when he was in the Jedi Academy. Kairous Sancar; seen here is my Agent, his main love interest is Raina Temple. I love him dearly, probably just above the previous two because the Agent story line is so good to me, even if the main antagonist has a very unfortunate name for me.

And the classic, my baby boy who I'm always so open to loving with all my heart, Dahay Dunbor. He's the classic, he's my first SWTOR toon, the one I've gotten the furthest in the story with, and he's been oh so dear to my heart since the beginning. His main love interest is Lana Beniko, because my main love interest (in SWTOR) is Lana Beniko.

[cappadocius]

I've decided that if @dduane and Mike McMahan don't find a way to slip Dahai Iohor Naraht in as an admiral on the final season of Lower Decks, I shall be very cross.

[altereremit]

that's no buddy cop anymore. this is a divorced (work-)couple, which parted on so-called "amicable terms".

It's been 12 years since we last drank together. 15 years. [...] What was I doing then? What case was I working on? Tiexi murder case. Your memory is really good.

@asiandramanet event 03 ㅡ dynamics // Qin Hao as Cheng Bing & Li Naiwen as Pan Dahai in The Lonely Warrior | 三大队 (2023)

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[mediauser325]

Anti-Cosmo tk HC's!

Idgaf if someone doesn't like this. After seeing @tickletails post about Anti-Cosmo, I had SO much inspiration! I luv the well dressed genius guy <3

Ler: 60% This guy is ruthless. He will use his magic to hold you still while he wrecks the life out of you. He won't use teases or baby talks though, nono, he'll do something much worse, instead, he'll use complex words to monologue to you while you're laughing and giggling your head off. Anti-Cosmo tickles baby Foop sometimes either to tire him out for a nap, or just to follow his job as a dad “My my! Your predicament is quite amusing! Such a weakness is unbefitting of someone such as yourself”

Lee: 40% Quite the ticklish not so gentleman. Worst spots are his wings and sides. He’ll threaten, squirm, kick, but won’t try to get away. His melt spot is the tiny crown, just a few scratches and he’ll burst into giggles. Expect him to get you back after tho. I feel like Anti-Wanda has goosed his sides once or twice for fun. “Stohop right nohow! Yohou wihill rue the dahay you met me!”

[elyuzts-echo]

"Childish cravings."

Sum: Squalo craved for affection, more specifically, tickles. He didn't want anyone else to know, but Tiziano found a way to make his dear partner accept his cravings.

Disclaimers:

This is a tickle fic, if you're uncomfy w that sorta stuff then feel free to scroll :)

ANYWAYSS-- fic under cut :3

Squalo wouldn't admit it, but he loved physical affection. Especially if it came from his dearest, Tiziano. But in the past few days, the red-haired man felt a desire for something along the lines of physical affection. Every time he wanted affection, he would go to Tiziano, but this time, he kept it to himself. Resulting in him altering his mood, which consisted of being more moody and a bit defensive aswell.

This "affection" was tickles.

Tiziano knew something was up, but he didn't exactly know what to do yet. The two had a relationship where that was built on trust, so knowing that Tiziano wasn't being honest with him, made him feel worried. So, he would do something that every partner would do: Ask if their significant other was ok. Squalo would always reply with a sheepish "Yes", but Tiziano could see straight through his lies. He knew Squalo was hiding something from him.

One sunny day, Squalo was lounging in the bedroom he and Tiziano shared. Trying to distract himself from the thought of his bizarre desire to be tickled. "This is humiliating..." He would mumble to himself. What did he do to think of something so childish? As he thought, Tiziano peeked in the bedroom, walking over to Squalo as he stood on the bed. "Amore, I'll go run some errands at the market, okay?" He says softly, pecking the other male on his cheek. Squalo looked over at him, giggling softly. "Alright. Stay safe, Caro." He replied.

As the two looked at each other for a while, Tiziano broke eye contact, turning around to walk out the door of the bedroom, waving bye to Squalo. As the blond did so, Talking Head slipped into Squalo's tongue, and the other stand user didn't even realize. Besides, he was pretty silent while he waited for Tiziano.

When Tiziano came back a few hours later, the sky had become dark. He walked into the bedroom to see Tiziano, still in the same position. "What's wrong, angelo?" The blond asks. Tiziano replied, "Nothing.." He mumbled. Talking Head hasn't made a move yet. From now on, Tiziano activated his stand to actively alter Squalo's replies. "You sure?"

"No," Squalo replied. His eyes widened, he was supposed to say yes. What was happening? Was it Talking Head? Tiziano simply smirked. "Oh? Do you perhaps... Want something?" The male asked, thinking of affection, but he didn't specifically know what kind of affection Squalo wanted. "Yes," Squalo replied. Shit- It certainly was Talking Head. He was meant to say no!

Usually, Squalo was able to counter Tiziano's stand in most instances, but he didn't have enough strength to think of the opposites. And Tiziano was willing to go to town with this scenario in which he had the upper hand. "Hm... Do you want physical affection, amore?"

"Yes," Squalo replied. He'd given up at this point. He felt humiliated, and he knew that he couldn't hide his desire anymore. Tiziano was able to read his mind as he hopped onto the bed with Squalo, looking down at him and his right hand slowly inches down to the other male's hip. "Do you want this?" Tiziano asked, squeezing the other stand user's hip, causing him to squeal. "Ehek! Y-Yes..." He mumbled, blushing already.

Tiziano called back Talking Head, so now Squalo could speak freely. "Poor you... How long have you hid this from me..?" He asked in a flirty tone, his left hand snaking up to Squalo's wrists, holding it above his head, while his right hand continuously squeezes Squalo's hips. Alternating from the right to the left side of his hips, making the timing unpredictable. This caused Squalo to spill some soft giggles.

"A fehew dahays.." He replied. "How much is 'few days' exactly, dear?" The other male added, his hand now going up to scribble gently on Squalo's stomach. Which caused him to squirm more frantically as his laughter became louder. This is what he wanted so badly. Hell, he didn't even know why.

"Not going to answer? Alright then." Tiziano smirked, his fingers continuing to dance on Squalo's sensitive stomach. He loved to see his darling boy smile and laugh. It wasn't every day they were able to act this. All childish and playful. "Tihihiz!" The other male squealed, squirming around like a little bug under his lover. He tried to hide his stomach, but it was a fruitless effort.

Tiziano could sense that Squalo still wanted some more tickles, so he decided to get right into it. With his hand that was previously tickling him, he slowly lifted up Squalo's shirt to expose his stomach. Squalo's eyes widened. "Ti--Tiziahano! Dohon't--!"

"Don't what?" The blond asks, poking Squalo's belly button, which elicits a rather loud squeal from him. It's go time. "Don't do this?" He teases, before lowering down his head to blow a large raspberry on his lover's stomach. "AHAHAHAK!! NOHOHOHO!" Squalo squealed again, arching his back slightly as he tried to squirm away. Tiziano just smiled, giggling along with him. "Oh, you want another one, amore?" Tiziano asks, before blowing another one, this time directly on Squalo's belly button. Loud laughter roared throughout the room from the second raspberry! Poor Squalo couldn't handle another one...

That was until Tiziano blew another raspberry, then another one... Squalo was now a blushing and laughing mess. "PLEAHAHASE-! FERMARE!!" He pleaded through loud cackles of laughter. He was nearing his limit with the amount of raspberries his lover was giving. After one last raspberry, Tiziano let up. His hands retracted from the other boy's body to give him some space.

"Happy now, Squalo?" Tiziano asked, lying down next to Squalo as he enveloped the now giggly boy in his arms. "Si.." He muttered, "You were about to kihill mehee.." Squalo added on. "Oh shush, I would never kill you, pretty boy." Tiziano teased, kissing his cheek.

The rest of the night was filled with cuddles and words of love... Andd maybe some pokes to the side and stomach aswell. But in the end, Squalo felt a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and he was happy that his partner was able to help with his childish cravings of tickles..

--

End !! <3

[leyenarsinterests]

🥰🥰🥰

i'm absolutely in love with naraht, would it be okay if i used him in fanfics

(chuckle)

(a) I don't know how I'd stop you, as I don't own him. ...But: (b) I rather think other people have been doing this for a while, so why shouldn't you?

Go for it. :)

(In his earliest recensions, I just want to pinch his cheeks.* He's such a cutie. ...Yet also: just think what he's going to be like when he makes Commodore. People will fight to serve on his flagship.) :)

*Wherever those are.

[nemainofthewater]

Best character surnamed: Peng

Come and vote for the best characters with the same surname!*

What does best mean? It's up to you! Whether you love them, are intrigued by their characters, love to hate them, or they're your '2 second blorbos whose personality you made up wholesale', these are all reasons for you to vote for your favs!

*note, the surnames are not exactly the same in all the cases, as often there will be a different character. I am, however, grouping them all together otherwise things got more complicated.

Propaganda is very welcome! If I’ve forgotten anyone, let me know in the notes.

This is part of a larger series of ‘best character with X surname’ polls’. The overview with ongoing polls, winners, and future polls can be found here

[accio-victuuri]

xiao zhan - where dreams begin bts ; falling off his wheelchair

Constantly falling down and starting over again, in front of the scene is Xiao Chunsheng @X九少年团肖战DAYTOY being pushed out of the wheelchair by Li Youyou @actor张赛越, behind the scenes are the actors’ striving for perfection time and time again. Intense conflicts, full of emotions, the tension between the two actors' confrontation in the play was directly pulled up, making Dahai couldn't help being nervous!

[thisblogwilleatourselves]

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[captainmortuem]

Debating whether or not writing a little crossover fic putting my SWTOR OCs in Baldur's Gate would be a good idea. It could be fun taking two (semi) competent figures and throwing them in a fantasy setting where they would know nothing about nothing.

[calicocatsarecute]

Yesss! I love Wednesday! Btw sorry about the unannounced writing shortage from me I was caught up in school stuff.

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It was a peaceful day in the dorms, but there was a slight issue in one of them…

“WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO RUDE WEDNESDAY!” Enid screeched at her roommate.

Wednesday just shrugged and went back to her writing. The keys of the typewriter clicking loudly with each stroke.

Enid felt her face get red, and her cheeks puff out of frustration. She just had to do something about Wednesday’s attitude.

Suddenly she got an idea. Enid went towards her gloomy roomie and suddenly knocked her over from the chair she sat at.

“WHAT THE HELL ENID!” Wednesday shouted, obviously very irritated now.

“I’m making you not be so gloomy!” Enid exclaimed, her eyes twinkling with excitement and mischief.

That’s when Enid started running her nails across her roommate’s sides. Thankfully, Wednesday stiffened at the sudden contact.

“You ARE ticklish!” The blonde cheered. Now she targeted Wednesday’s ribs, trying to get her roommate to smile.

Wednesday let a small squeak before a smile started to form. Her giggles were high pitched and adorable, to Enid.

“Look at you! You’re just too cute, and those dimples are too!” Enid complimented her friend.

“Enihihid quihihit ihihihihihihit!” Wednesday giggles got a tad bit higher when Enid changed her speed.

“Absolutely NOT! You are just too fussy today and I’m not stopping till you fix your attitude!” Enid huffed out, bring her hands lower to the other’s hips.

“ENIHIHID! Ihihi’m sehehrihious!”

The blonde ignored her friend and decided to go just a tad bit lower.

“WAHAHAIHIHIT NOHOHOT THEHE THIHIGHS! ENIHIHID PLEHEHEHEAHAHAHASE!” Wednesday begged as her worst spot was targeted.

“Ooooh, looks like I found the jackpot!” Enid cheered as she kept on tickling her friend.

“IHIHI WOHON’T IGNOHORE YOHOU FOHOR THEHE REHEHEST OHOHOF THEHE DAHAY! JUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP!”

At that Enid let her friend go. As Wednesday caught her breath Enid brought her into a hug.

“You are so mischievous Enid.” Wednesday sighed, patting her friend’s head.

Enid just smiled bigger, happy that she was getting attention.

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

PROMPT IDEA SINCE ITS TICKLE DAY!

Obviously the Spidey boys love this day, so they celebrate! Peter 2 is at work, so its just 1 and 3, which means no good for 1! Peter 3 is extra happy about it and Peter 1 gets to deal with it!

Ler!peter3 lee!peter1

Tickle Day Celebration

Summary: See prompt above :)

(This super cute idea is a few days late and I apologize Anon ❤️ Three does get super happy on tickle days, but he still makes sure One enjoys the day as much as he does :) I had to add a little hurt/comfort fluff Anon, I hope you still enjoy ❤️)

"Peter . . . Peter!"

Peter 1 started awake. "Hm?"

Three grinned down at him. "Guess what day it is?"

The youngest Peter rubbed his eyes. "What?"

"Guess what day it is Pete!" Peter 3 exclaimed as he gently shook the half awake boy.

"Um . . . Tuesday?"

"Well---yes, but it's a very special holiday today!"

". . . Is it a birthday?"

"It might ahas well be." Peter 3 jumped up and down on One's bed. "Because it's tickle day!

Peter 1's eyes widened. "Tickle Day?"

"Yeheah bud! A dahay to celebrate ohour favorite thing!"

The youngest Peter giggled nervously. "Oho?"

"Hey it's okay," Peter 3 soothed. "We don't have to do anything right away. I know you just woke up."

One relaxed. "Thahank you."

The middle brother stood. "Wanna go make breakfast first? Two's already headed out soho we're on our own."

"Suhure. That sounds lihike fuhun."

"Yes! I'll go get things set up whihile you get ready."

"Okahay."

The tallest Spiderman hurried from the room while Peter 1 stood to his feet. This was going to be an interesting day. He didn't even know what you were supposed to do on a holiday solely dedicated to tickles.

He giggled nervously at the ideas.

When One finally made his way downstairs, the kitchen looked like a whirlwind of flour and sugar.

"Wow! What happened in here?"

A whiter than normal Peter 3 turned to grin at his younger brother. "I'm making pancake batter!"

"Ihi noticed."

"Hey, what better way to celebrate!"

"Ihi guess your right."

"Of course I am! Now, do you want bacon or sausage Pete?"

"Um . . . is sausage okay?"

Three grinned and flipped another pancake. "Sounds good!"

As Peter 3 plated his next batch of pancakes, the youngest eyed a pan on the back of the stove. "What's that?"

The older Peter winked at his brother. "Raspberry sauce."

Peter 1 squeaked.

"Rahaspberries are good fohor yohour tummy inside and out."

The youngest blushed. "Three!"

The tallest Peter snickered. "Whahat? Nehervous?"

"No!"

"Ihi beheg to differ."

Peter 1 shoved his older brother. "Yohou suhuck!"

Three playfully elbowed back. "Cohome on. Let's eat first. Thehen I'll give you some."

With an ever growing blush, Peter 1 hurried to set the table for the two of them.

Meanwhile, Peter 3 finished the food. He set everything to the side on the counter and turned to see if One needed any help finishing. The youngest was almost done, but had his back turned to Three as he worked.

The older Peter smirked. While his brother was distracted, Three quietly tiptoed forward. He slowly reached forward and then quickly wrapped One in a hug.

"EEP! Three!"

Three grinned. "Juhust hahaving a pre-breakfast snack."

The next sound to leave One's mouth was a squeal as his brother nuzzled into his neck.

"THREEE!"

"Grrr! So tahasty!"

"YOHOU SAHA---." The youngest Peter snorted. "AHAFTER BREAKFAHAST!"

"Ihi can't hehelp it! You look so cute that Ihi juhust hahave to eat yohou up!"

"Lahater!"

The older Peter smirked. "Later?"

Peter 1's blush darkened. "I---Ihi mean . . . Ihif yohou want toho."

"I knew it!" Three carefully set his brother in a chair. "Buhut lehet's get some food ihin your tummy fihirst."

Peter 1 giggles picked up as Three gave him a scruffy kiss to his cheek. About 10 minutes later, the food was gone and the two were cleaning up.

"Can you bring me the saucepan Pete?" Three asked as they cleaned.

"Okay!"

Peter 1 carefully lifted the pan and started walking toward the sink. While he walked, he did a double take on the state of the kitchen. There was a reason Two did most of the cooking. The younger two just couldn't seem to make something without destroying the entire kitchen.

However, as Peter turned back around, his arm bumped the counter and the pan clattered to the floor.

"AH!" One exclaimed.

Peter 3 whirled around. "Peter!"

The youngest tensed. "I---I'm sorry I---."

Three's eyes widened. "What did you do! What is that!"

"It's the sauce I . . . dropped the pan . . ."

The older brother's shoulders relaxed. "Don't scare me like that Peter."

Peter 1 turtled into his shoulders and sniffed. "I---I'm sorry."

There was a pause before Three stepped over to his baby brother. "No Pete. . .I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. That sound, it just startled me."

The youngest Peter wrapped an arm around himself. "Sorry. . . "

Peter 3 shook his head as he wrapped One in a hug. "Like I said, you have nothing to be sorry for Bug. I shouldn't have snapped. I just thought you had fallen and cut yourself on something, and I panicked."

"Oh . . ."

"Hey." Peter 3 lifted the youngest's chin. "Tell me honestly, are you okay?"

The youngest Peter nodded.

"Are you sure?" Three pulled back to scan his baby brother. "That sauce was still pretty hot. No burns anywhere?"

The youngest Peter shook his head again.

"Okay, that's a relief."

The youngest Peter hid his face in Three's chest.

Peter 3 smirked as he lifted Peter 1 up to sit on the counter. "Just to be on the safe side, maybe Ihi . . . should double check."

The next sound to leave One's mouth was a surprised squeak as Peter 3 started jumping from tickle spot to tickle spot to "check" for injuries.

"Hmm, eheverything lohooks good soho far."

"ThreheHEHEHE! AHH! Nohot thehere!"

"Nohot whehere? Not here?"

"Yehes! Thehere!"

"Yes there? Okay!"

"NAAAH! PEHETER!"

The youngest Peter squirmed forward when Three attacked the bottom of his ribs. With no where else to go, he buried himself into Three's chest.

In response, the tallest Peter paused his attack and wrapped his baby brother in a tight hug. "Ahall behetter now?"

Peter 1 nodded. "Thahank yohou."

"Accidents happen Bug. It's just a part of life." Three peered down at his brother. "We learn from them and we move on. And I'm sorry I snapped at you."

One smiled. "It's okay."

The tallest Peter squeezed his brother in one last hug. "Thahat's my Bug. Now, let's get some towels and cleaning supplies, and we'll clean this mess up really quick."

"I can do it, you shouldn't have to clean up the mess I made."

"Two sets of hands will make the job go by quicker." Peter 3 looked back down at his baby brother again. "Ahand then we can ehenjoy the rest of tickle day!"

One giggled. "Ahand I can gihive yohou some?"

"Mahaybe." Three tapped One's nose. "Ohor mahaybe I want to hear mohore ohof your adorable giggles."

One playfully whined. "Nooooo."

"Yeees." Three teased as he helped One down from the counter. "Buhut fohor now, go get some towels."

The youngest Peter hurried off the bathroom. Today hadn't started out the best, but they still had time to make it right.

They were going to make this the best tickle day ever.

[haziranzede]

taşra, kasaba, köy kültür ve ahlakı ile şehirde yaşamak.

köyden şehre gelenler Osmanlı zamanında ustaları tarafından ahi sistemi içinde, tekkelerde İslami terbiye le terbiye ediliyorlardı. bugün ise ikiside yok malesef. tekkeler kapatıldı, sonrasında yaşamları sürdürseler dahai büyük bir dönüşüm yaşadılar.

bugün şehre gelenler köydeki o dar çevrelerini şehirde devam ettiriyor. aynı mahallelerde oturuyorlar, aynı çevre ile evlenip, aynı çevrede çalışıyorlar. başka çevre görmedikleri için herkesde aynı kültürden oldugu için kimse davranışlarını yadırgamıyor ve onlarda değişmek zorunda kalmadan yaşamlarına devam ediyorlar.

belki hayatı boyunca köyü olmamış insanlar köy kültür nedir bilmiyor olabılır. belki biraz köy kültürünü anlatmak faydalı olur.

köyler kendi içinde yaşanan, çevreye kapalı yapılar. hayatı boyunca tarla, traktör ve en yakın yerdeki pazar dışında birşey görmemiş insanlar. parayı çopu görmemiştir, gören ise son 20 30 yıldır gördüğü için paranın nasıl kullanılacağını bilmezler. savaşdan kalan kıtlık bilinçi ile sürekli bırıktırırler. sürekli yenş şeyler alır ve onun borcunu ödemek için uğraşırlar. ülkedeki bir çok emeklinin üzerinde kredi borcu vardır. ülke en çok kredi nüfusa oranla Anadolu'da alındıgını düşünüyorum.

yeni şeyleri anlamaya, tanımaya çok çok kapalılardır. sabit fikirlilerdir. tek doğrunun kendilerinin oldugunu düşünürler. başka kültürlerle tanışmadıkları için her duruma şaşırırılar, yargılarlar ve doğru söz adı altında patavazsızlıkla karşıdaki insanları kırarlar. insanları kırmak, ayıplamak, yargılamak onlar için çok çok normaldir. köylerden sınav birincisi cıkabılır fakat gerçek entellektuel çıktığı pek görülmez. köylü olup, şehre gelip entellektuel birikimini geliştirenler vardır, ama köyde kalıpda entellektüel bilincini geliştiren yoktur. bu kapalı çevre de farklı olmaya asla izin vermezler. kural koyucu olan insanların herkese ve herşeyi eleştirme hakkı vardır. köyün iklim ve konumuna göre bu kurallar sertleşip yumuşaya bilir.

obnu haldunun dediği gbi insanların yaşadığı iklim, coğrafya insanların karakterini, yaşam şeklini etkiler.

köylerde insanı değerli kalan en önemli unsur para ve paraya bağlı olarak mülkdür. çok dar kafaya sahip olan bu insanların sanıldıgı gbi derin bir irfanı yada fikir dünyası yoktur. düşünmeye, estetiğe dair hiç bir kaygı ve emekleri yoktur. estetik onlar için gereksizdir, önem vereni de anlayamazlar. bir durumun işlevine odaklanırlar. mimari olarak çok zayıf, estetikten uzak, ucube gibi yapılar yaparlar. onlar için yaoının estetiğinde, mimarisinden önce işlevi gelir.

bölgesel olarak Anadolu da farklı çarpılıklar ortaya çıkmıştır ama bunlar isnisna oldugu için üzerinde durmayacağim.

[arhtant]

Ya latifan bi khalqihi, ya aliman bi khalqihi, ya khabiran bi kholqihi ultuf bina ya latif ya alim ya khabir

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Ya latifal lam yazal ultuf bina fima nazal innaka latiful lam tazal ultuf bina wal muslimin.

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