#lee!josé

[chocos-universe]

Taking It Personally

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--José was being an ass to Alejandro. Again... but after being defeated by his brother, he took it personally--

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|Lee: Alejandro (Smidge of José)||Ler:José (Smidge of Alejandro)

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AU: Kid/Past/Younglings

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"Come on! Give it back already!" Alejandro whined, standing up on his tippy toes to try and snatch his plush from his older brother. "Heh, come and get it then, shorty!" José bent down, holding the plush up out of height. "Ugh... it's not fair!! You're too tall!!" Alejandro whined, still trying to grab it. "Come on, Al! You're a big boy~ You can come get it!" José's rude asf teases weren't helping. Alejandro grumbled and just tried to get it back as best as he could. He jumped, made grabby hands, whined, threatened (even though the both of them knew he wouldn't do shit). He tried EVERYTHING, and he was about to give up! But... his evil little eyes took notice of height difference. José's arms may be long, but Alejandro was tall enough that he was up right to José's stomach.

Alejandro got flat on his feet and put his hands down, and looked directly at José's stomach. José took notice of that. "What are you--" Before José could even finish, he got light pokes to his stomach. It being unexpected, he let out tiny chuckles and giggles. "H-Hehey! Low blohow! Heha!" José dropped the plush onto the ground to get Alejandro's hands off. Once José dropped the plush, Alejandro stopped poking his brother and picked up his plush, a victorious smile on his face. Alejandro looked back at José who was glaring DAGGERS at the poor dude.

"I'll give you... a ten second head start." Alejandro gulped and took a step back. "1... 2..." Once José hit two, Alejandro BOOKED IT up the stairs, darted around the corner, speeding into his bedroom, and closed the door, putting his back to it. He dropped his plush and covered his mouth. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Alejandro turned around to face the door and backed away from it, then came to a stop once he backed into his bed. She slid down to the ground, staring at the door.

"Oh, Alejandro...~ Where did you go-oooh?~ I'm not finished with you, little brother~ I just wanna talkkk~" José said in a menacing, teasing, sing song-y way. Alejandro heard the footsteps get closer... and closer... and closer... and... ... the door swung open. Alejandro was frozen. He couldn't move. That evil smug smirk, and that mean twinkle in José's eyes, sent chills down Alejandro's spine. José walked up to Alejandro, picked him up, and pinned him to the bed with Alejandro's arms also pinned above his head. Alejandro chuckled nervously, already squirming. "H-Hey... hermano!.. We can talk about this..." José chuckled and lifted Alejandro's shirt up a little, hovering his wiggly fingers above his stomach. "Ohhh... I don't think we can... because I'll just tickle you... and tickle you... and tickle you~" José kept inching his wiggly fingers closer to Alejandro's stomach. "Don't tehease mee..." Alejandro giggled, the ghost tickles getting to him. "Oh? No teases? Well... that's to BAD!!"

José poked, scribbled, and scratched (gently to not hurt) everywhere on Alejandro's stomach. "*Squeal* Nohohoho!! Johohohohoséhéhé!" Alejandro kicked his legs and squirmed around. "No? No, what? No tickles? Is that it, hermano?~" José teased, squeezing the youngers stomach. "Aww, is your belly squishy?~ Huh?~ Is your little belly squishy?~ Is your belly squishy?!~" José said in a baby voice, which made Alejandro go MAD. "Nohohoho!! Stahahaha!! *squeak*" Alejandro tried to tug his arms down, but the older's grip was firm. Alejandro was NOT getting out of this one. José kept tickling his brothers stomach until he saw a little puppet their dad got Alejandro for his birthday. José let go of Alejandro's wrist and just tickled his stomach more with his other hand. Alejandro TRIED to pry José's hands away, but it was no use. José used his free hand to wiggle his hand into the puppet. Once it was in, he hid it behind his back. "Oh, Alejandro! You have a visitor~" José said, still poking his brothers stomach. "Whahahat?" Alejandro giggled, opening one eye to look at his brothers smug face.

"Yeah... his name is... Tickle Puppet!" José rose his hand up just to nuzzle the puppet on his brothers stomach. "*squeal* HEHEHEHEhehehey!! Nohohoho fahahahahair! NAAAHAHAHAHA!" Alejandro's voice cracked, his arms being pinned above his head again. "Om nom nom! He's hungry, Al~ You can't let the poor thing starve can you?~" "Yehehes I CAHAHAHAN!!" "Well that's just mean." José teased, nuzzling his puppeted-hand into the younger's belly button. "*squeal* NOOOHOHOHO! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE-- OH MY GAHAHAD!" Alejandro kicked his legs frantically and tried to pull his arms down. "Oh? Is your button sensitive?~" José smirked now, just targeting Alejandro's belly button. "B-BROTHEHEHEHER!! NOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHA!!" "Aww! Look at that blushly little face!" "STUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!!" "No I don't think I will~" José wiggled the puppet off of his hand so he could squeeze the others side. "EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHENAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOH0HOHOHO WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!!" Alejandro shook his head, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"Are you sorry?" José asked, digging his thumb into Alejandro's side. "YEHEHEES!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SO SAHAHAHAHARRY!! OH MY GAHAHAHAHAD!! I'M GONNA DIHIHIHIHIE!! *snort*" José just laughed, and his eyes went wide in a menacing way. "Did you just snort? OH, I HAVE to hear that again!" "NAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!! NOHOHOHO, MORE!! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAHAKE IT!!" Alejandro felr tears fall down his cheeks as his face was burning hot. "Ugh, fine!" José rolled his eyes and stopped tickling his little brother, unpinning his arms and climbing off the bed, leaving his brother panting. "Learn your lesson?" José put his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow. "Yehes... jeheheus, yes..." Alejandro giggled and curled up into a little ball.

They heard from downstairs the front door opening. "Boys! I'm home!" Their mom called from downstairs. José chuckled and looked at Alejandro. "Lucky bastard..." José snapped out of it and ran downstairs to greet his mom. Alejandro sat up, the ghost tickles still haunting him. Alejandro chuckled and grabbed the plush his brother took from him earlier. Alejandro finally calmed down and wiped away his tears, his blush fading away. He got off the bed, holding his plush, and went downstairs to go see his mom.

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[bimobuddy]

Songbird

Legend of the Three Caballeros

SFW tickle fic, if you don't like that, don't read it

Ship: José x Panchito

Lee!José, Ler!Panchito

Summary: Panchito adores José's voice when he sings... And when he laughs. So after asking him to do one, he makes him do the other.

Evening sunlight poured into the cabana, spilling onto the feathers of Panchito, who was laying on the couch and softly playing his guitar. His hope was that if he played a familiar song, José would start singing from the kitchen.

The cabana still belonged to Donald, technically, but he was living in that mansion across the street with Daisy and her nieces, so he and José stayed in the cabana with each other.

He had been playing the same tune for about ten minutes and still no song. He stopped playing and groaned dramatically, which earned a light laugh from the kitchen. The parrot stepped into the room, drying a glass. "What's wrong, pintinho?" He asked. Panchito craned his neck back to look at José, though with the parrot being behind him, he was looking at him upside down.

"I cannot believe you," he said, still with the dramatics, "I have been playing this song for like, ever, and you still have not started singing!" He flopped and sighed, letting his guitar slowly slide out of his grasp. "It is like you do not even love me."

José rolled his eyes, completely used to Panchito's drama by now. "Well that's too bad, isn't it?'' He said lightheartedly, walking back into the kitchen to finish their dishes. "WHAT?" Panchito sat up, accidentally knocking the guitar fully to the floor. "After all that, you still won't sing for me?!'' Another laugh. "Nope~"

Panchito wasn't too upset by this though, at least he got José to laugh. But if he couldn't get his partner to sing, he knew how to make him laugh. He got up from the couch, walking into the kitchen. José noticed him out of the corner of his eye but stayed quiet, continuing to do the dishes. He didn't want to give Panchito what he wanted, purely because he found it amusing. It was like a game.

A game that he'd soon lose. Panchito walked up behind him and put his hands on his hips, a plan disguised as a sweet gesture. José huffed.

"I'm still not singing for you, pintinho."

"You will one way or another~"

"Wait what-"

The chicken started rapidly squishing and pinching his hips without warning. José nearly collapsed, as his legs always gave out from underneath him when they or his hips were targeted, but Panchito caught him, laughing. "Haha, sorry, I forgot your legs just stopped working when you get tickled, haha!"

José went to reply but what came out was a loud laugh instead when he felt fingers scritching up and down his sides. Laughing, the smaller bird curled up into a ball on his side, trying to protect himself from this ruthless attack.

"Hahahahahaha! Pahahahahahan- hmhmhm!" He snapped his beak shut, again trying not to give him what he wanted. He was still playing the game, and Panchito knew it.

"Pft, don't act like I don't know where you're ticklish." He teased, now pulling José into his lap. He reached around him and gently crawled his fingers over his tummy, which always had an odd effect on José. It was like he became completely unable to get away or fight back. As soon as his tummy was targeted, he uncurled from his ball, kicking his legs out while his hands weakly grabbed at Panchito's arms.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO CHEHEHEHEATING HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA -SQUAWK- ......" José slapped his hands over his beak, red in the face.

They both stopped, freezing at the noise. It was rare for birds in their world to make their 'natural' sound, since it wasn't really needed anymore, as they had evolved past needing it to call out to each other.

Panchito broke the silence with a loud wheeze, pressing his forehead to José's shoulder. "-wheeeeze- Ahahahaha! I cahahan't behehelieve you actually squahahawked! Hahaha, aww poor little songbird, I got you good didn't I?" He teased. José just sank deeper into his hold, huffing. "Shuhut up, you've crowed before!" "That's only because you and Donald woke me up by pouring water on me, so it doesn't count-" "It absolutely counts!"

They both laughed again for a short while before it slowly died down. José sighed. "Go get your guitar, I'll sing for you, pintinho."

[vertigoartgore]

2001's Fantastic Four: 1 2 3 4 Vol.1 #1-4 covers by artist Jae Lee & colorist José Villarrubia.

[daily-cassie-sandsmark]

[curtvilescomic]

Superman art paired with some of his major arrists

[scenesandscreens]

The Bear, Season One (2022)

Directed by Christopher Storer & Joanna Calo

[devilsrains]

christopher lee (horror of dracula; the mummy) with brazilian horror movie pioneer josé mojica marins (at midnight i'll take your soul; this night i'll possess your corpse) in costume as his character coffin joe. date unknown.

[matias-2003]

Cómo me imagino el Grim Fandango con doblaje al español latino (parte 1)

[weirdlookindog]

La cripta e l'incubo (1964) - French poster

AKA Crypt of the Vampire; Crypt of Horror; Terror in the Crypt

[cantsayidont]

March 1984. In SUPERGIRL #17, Kara Zor-El made one of her most-maligned fashion choices: adding a red headband to her Supergirl costume. Paul Kupperberg, the writer of this series, has since admitted that he introduced the headband only under duress, at the insistence of the producers of the 1984 SUPERGIRL movie (who then decided not to add it to Helen Slater's costume anyway). However, the headband ended up becoming an interesting addition to the series, which contains some of the most notable examples of the Jewish coding of Supergirl.

To be clear, these stories don't assert that Kara is Jewish, but as Linda Danvers, she lives in a Jewish neighborhood in Chicago; her landlady Ida Berkowitz is a Shoah survivor; and just three issues earlier, Supergirl had helped to save the Torah of a nearby synagogue when it was almost burned down by antisemitic arsonists. Moreover, as Kara explains in SUPERGIRL #18, in adopting the headband, she has chosen to adapt a venerable Kryptonian cultural tradition traditionally associated with Kryptonian men, in a way that suggests a clear parallel with the practice of wearing a kippah (yarmulke):

As Kupperberg may have recalled, the cultural origins of the Kryptonian headbands had previously been described in a "Fabulous World of Krypton" story in SUPERMAN #264 about a decade earlier (a story by Elliot S! Maggin and Dave Cockrum that's even more strongly Jewish-coded than this one), but the comics had shown Kryptonian men wearing headbands since the late 1940s, so this was well-established Superman lore.

In context, then, the headband becomes less a fashion fad than another expression of the Jewish themes of the 1980s SUPERGIRL series and the Jewish coding of pre-Crisis Kryptonians more broadly. A particularly noteworthy point in this regard is the way Supergirl frames her decision to wear the headband as part of a living, evolving Kryptonian culture, which may be practiced in different ways throughout the diaspora of survivors of Krypton (who in this era included not only Superman and Supergirl, but also the former residents of the Bottle City of Kandor, the prisoners in the Phantom Zone, Supergirl's Kryptonian parents, and a number of others).

(Also, if you just want to focus on Kryptonian fashion faux pas, this outfit — with or without headband — was a vast improvement over Supergirl's previous costume, the one with the red choker and hot pants.)

[nevenkebla]

Portada de Fantastic Four: 1 2 3 4 (2001) #2 por Jae Lee y José Villarrubia.

[stuff-diary]

The Bear (Season 2)

TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2023

The Bear (Season 2, 2023, USA)

Creator: Christopher Storer

Directors: Christopher Storer, Joanna Calo & Ramy Youssef

Mini-review:

Wow, The Bear has done it again. This was one sublime season of television. Every single thing about it is spectacular, from the directing and the writing to the acting and the editing. This show has managed to craft its own visual and oral language, and it feels pretty much revolutionary. I think every single episode left me at least a bit breathless, and even very breathless at some points. We're only two seasons in, but it's obvious that this is already one of the best shows all time, so do yourself a favor and watch it, if you haven't already.

[fourorfivemovements]

Films Watched in 2024: 15. Dias Melhores Virão/Better Days Ahead (1989) - Dir. Carlos Diegues

[vertigoartgore]

2000's Sentry Vol.1 #1 (turning 25 next summer ; feel old yet ?) cover by artist Jae Lee and colorist José Villarrubia.

[daily-cassie-sandsmark]

[tomoleary]

Jae Lee and José Villarubia “Spider-Man vs. the Sinister Six” Limited Edition Print (Marvel, 2000)

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