#dont jump me this is mostly a joke

[lordgeneralsix]

anyway I heard we got confirmation about henry and hans which is incredibly funny to me. it will never not be funny actually. the controversial developer with a huge alt-right following wrote bisexual characters better than most mainstream gay rep. incredible.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

chat htey fuckin jumpscared me while im trying to do my assignment

[cancercadaver]

we talk about bucktommy and buddie but have we ever consider buckjonah?

[tokoyan]

- Love encounters

Pairing: Baku x reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 936

a/n: this is my first time actually publishing a fic on tumblr so dont judge a book by its cover! (jk 😭) but still this a very cute fic that had me giggeling while writing this. if you want a part 2 just say it!

pt1 // pt2

Baku was tasked by his father to quickly pick up a few grocery items on his way home from school, so that’s exactly what he did. He stopped by a small grocery store near his house and walked inside. As the sliding doors opened, a cool breeze hit him. He stepped in confidently, strolling through the store while humming a tune, scanning the aisles for the items he was told to get.

But then he turned into one of the aisles—and that’s when he saw her. Probably the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on.

You were just grabbing a light snack before meeting up with your friends when you felt someone’s gaze on you from the corner of your eye. Turning to confirm your suspicion, you saw a black-haired boy looking at you with a hint of awe on his face. As he noticed you staring back at him, clearly confused, he quickly composed himself.

“…Are you looking for something?” you asked, stepping aside, assuming you were blocking his way.

“N-no, no, it’s nothing,” he said, trying to flash a confident smile. Then, walking toward you in a smug kind of way, he dropped a pickup line—one of those cheesy ones.

“Are you a star? Because that beauty is out of this world,” he said with a proud grin.

You couldn’t tell if he was joking or serious, but it was so corny that you let out a soft laugh. He probably thought you were laughing because of the pickup line.

“What are you trying to do?” you asked, still a bit confused, though now with a grin.

“Oh, I just… wanted to tell you you’re beautiful.” (Was I always this awkward? Damn, I swear I’m usually cool around girls…) he thought to himself.

“You could’ve just said that from the start.”

“You’re… right,” he said, giving you a sheepish grin.

That was the first day we met. Not long after, Baku started visiting that exact store more often—clearly hoping to bump into me again. It worked. Within a month or so, we started dating.

---

We were on a basketball court, just goofing around with Baku and Gotak, taking turns trying to score. Every time I got the ball, Baku became my number one fan, cheering me on and hyping me up—even though the whole point of our silly game was to take the ball from each other. Gotak mostly rolled his eyes at Baku’s behavior, but he let it slide. He had always known that when Baku eventually got into a relationship, he’d be a full-blown lover boy. It was just in his nature—too obvious to ignore.

After a few rounds, I was exhausted from all the running and jumping, so we decided to take a short break. I sat down on the bench, and Baku followed right after. He sat beside me and confidently placed an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer.

“You’re like a blossoming flower radiating in the dark,” he said, grinning down at me.

“What the hell are you even saying?” I laughed.

“I’m just trying to charm m’lady,” he said playfully, then gave me a firm kiss on the forehead—followed by a few more pecks across my face.

“Hey, Baku!” I giggled, lightly slapping his arm as he kept doing it.

Gotak was sitting on the court with a water bottle in hand, watching our little moment. Baku caught his gaze and suddenly shouted, “Jealous?”

“Fuck off, Baku,” Gotak replied jokingly, rolling his eyes and pulling out his phone.

“He’s totally jealous,” Baku whispered, looking back at me.

“Or maybe you’re just being too affectionate.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?”

“It is, but… it’s like you’re trying to show off our relationship and remind him he’s single.”

“Let him be single—I don’t care,” he shrugged. “All I want is to be right beside my queen.”

“Oh, whatever,” I said, laughing again.

He truly was an amazing boyfriend.

[bucketbueckers]

ALL THE SMALL THINGS

pairing: azzi fudd x fem!reader

content: devious amount of fluff, devious amount of dialogue, mostly teasing and banter, maybe a little suggestive (light allusions if anything, no details bc im a coward), nonexistent plot

wc: 1.8k

synopsis: As two booked and busy athletes, you and Azzi always relished in those slow, lazy mornings you got to spend together before the world woke up and you had to return to reality. The morning after winning your first national championship together was no exception.

notes: i love azzi fudd. that's it that's the post!!! all jokes aside, she was phenomenal this weekend and im so glad we get another year of her in a uconn jersey 😩 one of her steals against sc actually had me jumping out of my seat and yelling which i dont usually do but i was so geeked on sunday 🙏 per usual i hope y'all enjoy because i have two more weeks of classes & then finals so i fear i will be dropping off of the face of the earth 🫶

The warmth of the Tampa Bay sun streaming through your hotel window pulls you gently from the throes of slumber, its rays pressing against your eyelids and rousing you in a way not too dissimilar from how your girlfriend would trace the contours of your face in the mornings. You wake slowly, your mind barely catching up with your body as you blink sleepily, trying to adjust to the new light in the room. Your body feels heavy, not because of Azzi sprawled out across your chest, but because of the lingering exhaustion from the day before.

Memories return to you in quick flashes – the intensity of the game, powering your way to the bucket for layups, the way the confetti rained down upon you and your team and how Azzi clung onto you like she was afraid it would all disappear. You don’t forget the way she cried into your neck, nor do you forget the way you’d cried into hers. The both of you had been through so much together – the team, too, but you were by Azzi’s side for every injury, every surgery, every grueling second of rehab. The fact that you’d made it here, to the national championship, and the fact that you did it together, feels more monumental than the win itself.

The soreness of your body isn’t solely from giving the game your all. The afterparty was wild, rambunctious, and if it wasn’t for your girlfriend, you’d probably be nursing an insane headache right now. The more that you think about it, you’re kind of terrified to see what lies in your TikTok drafts or what’s already been posted while you and Azzi were out cold. You stretch out a little, your body thrumming, and the residual ache reminds you that yours and Azzi’s…private celebration, is probably also why you feel like you could sleep for another twelve hours. You try not to think too much about it, already feeling a flush creep up your cheeks as your girlfriend snoozes peacefully next to you.

You cast a glance down at Azzi, to the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the slope of her nose and the elegant part of her lips as she breathes against you. Her left hand is splayed across your stomach, palm warm against your skin. You can’t stop the soft smile that grows on your face. Azzi Fudd is the most gorgeous woman you’ve ever seen in your life. You could spend years trying to find the words to describe her beauty, but they’d never come to you.

Almost absentmindedly, you bring your hand to her face, swiping gently at the flake of mascara stuck to her cheekbone, trailing down to her dimple. You retract your hand so as to not disturb Azzi, considering getting comfortable again and going back to sleep, but her voice almost startles you. “I can feel you staring,” she murmurs, not opening her eyes.

“Admiring,” you correct her. The corner of her lips quirk into a half smile. Slowly, her eyes open, although she squints slightly as she adjusts to the sunlight in the room.

“I can’t believe we didn’t shut the blinds yesterday,” she grumbles, pressing her forehead into the junction where your neck meets your shoulder.

You laugh a little, raising your arm to cup the back of her head, trying to angle your body so it blocks some of the sunlight. Her smile grows against you as you drop a kiss to her forehead, the flyaway strands of her hair tickling your nose. “I think the blinds were the least of our worries last night,” you say nonchalantly, your fingers beginning to trace comforting patterns on her skin. “Somebody I know wasn’t very patient.”

She opens one eye to stare at you, a brow raising in question, but the way her smile softens in adoration doesn’t make you feel like you’re in much trouble. “So, it’s my fault is what I’m hearing?”

“I never said that,” you retort coyly. You flatten your palm against her skin, letting your hand linger as you make your way down to the curve of her hip. Azzi sighs, stretching out in a silent request for you to keep touching her. You’re all too happy to oblige, but you keep it cordial, not wanting to disturb the quiet intimacy of the morning. You also knew that KK and Paige were rooming together next door and they would never let you and Azzi live it down if they happened to overhear. Then, softly, as if confessing a secret, you whisper, “I might be equally to blame.”

Azzi giggles. “Oh, might be?” Her lashes tickle your collarbone when she peers up at you, doe eyes crinkling at the edges, the warm cocoa of her irises drawing you in until you’re sure you’re drowning in the best way possible. You hum. Your grin is wide and infectious. “‘Cause the way I’m remembering it, I think you were the main instigator.”

“Really?” you ask, faux-shock in your voice, as if Azzi had said something scandalous.

She nods with that soft, devious smile on her face, innocently plotting. Azzi shifts and throws a leg over your waist, adjusting until she’s straddling you fully. Her curls cascade down her chest, perfectly mussed, her eyes still gentle and sleepy, and truly, you can’t help the way you fall just a little more in love with her. Your hands come to rest on her bare hips to keep her in place as her hands find your shoulders. It’s honestly a little hard to keep your gaze respectful and on her face, but something tells you that Azzi finds your struggle amusing as she leans in just a little bit. Humming, she whispers, “You were. I was in the middle of getting another drink when you came up, put your hands on my waist, and…”

A smug grin takes over your features as she trails off, flushing as she remembers what you’d said to her. “What’d I do, Az?” you goad, relishing in the mock-annoyance that flashes in her eyes.

She rolls her eyes, leaning down to kiss you, although it doesn’t last nearly long enough. You make an attempt to chase after her but she presses you back into the pillows with her hands. Azzi clears her throat, her face twisting up as she imitates you. “You were all like, ‘you wanna go back to the room, baby?’” Her tone makes you snort as she deepens her voice comically, taking the heat out of her words. “‘I know you need it. Most Outstanding Player, huh? Know you want me to take care of you. Let me show you–’”

You laugh again, covering her mouth with one of your hands as you interrupt her. “Okay! Okay, I get it.” Your smile turns a little mischievous as you brush her hair away from her neck to appreciate your handiwork. “It worked, didn’t it? Got you into my bed and away from our drunk ass teammates.” Azzi swats your hand away, grinning as you let your hand fall to grip her waist again.

“You’re incorrigible,” she mutters.

“Can you blame me?” you ask, letting your gaze drop down, smiling to yourself. Your conversation is mostly banter, but your features soften when you truly take her in. You love her so much that you’re sure that’s the only thing you know most days. “I’m so lucky.”

“You’re just saying that because I’m naked and on top of you,” she retorts, but she’s grinning, the affection clear as day on her face.

“I’d say it if you were wearing a moldy trash bag,” you promise. “Although the whole being naked and on top of me thing is really nice, too. Should do it more often.”

She shakes her head, amused as she rolls off of you, returning her head to your chest. “And you just killed the mood.” You sigh in feigned defeat, scratching lightly at her scalp.

“My girl’s a national champion and the most outstanding player,” you mumble, mostly to yourself. “Guess I have to get better pick up lines.” That gives her pause. She doesn’t respond for a beat, and when you glance down to check on her, you find her staring into space, deep in thought with a soft little smile on her face. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” she whispers, her tone easy. “We’re national champions.” She says that like it’s finally dawning on her. You knew you were winning the game at the end of the second quarter when Ashlynn sunk a three, beating the buzzer and giving the Huskies a ten point lead going into halftime. Then, that lead turned into twenty points by the end of the third. Twenty-three by the end of the fourth when the buzzer echoed. Knowing that you were winning the game feels a lot more different from knowing that you were national champions. It hadn’t sunk in for you at the afterparty, not when Paige was parading around with the net around her neck drunk off her ass. It hadn’t sunk in when you’d taken Azzi’s hat off of her head, twisting it backwards so you could kiss her without the hat brims hitting you both in the forehead. Still, the knowledge has yet to set in, even when you glance over at the desk, where you can see yours and Azzi’s pieces of the net tied together surrounded by blue and white confetti.

Maybe it sets in when you meet Azzi’s eyes, taking in the glimmering awe in her pupils and the way her face glows with excitement, a deep relief, and gratitude. Your girlfriend’s a national champion – so were you, but knowing that Azzi did it, that she won despite everything she’s been through, makes your throat tighten with emotion. Countless hours of healing, of enduring, of getting better led her here, and she’d capped off this tumultuous journey with twenty-four points against one of the toughest teams in the country. She was coming back to bring the 13th national championship to UConn. You’d be right there with her for your senior year.

You smile at her, your expression a little wobbly as you try not to cry from the knowledge that you’ve got everything you’ve ever wanted right in front of you. “We are,” you agree. You brush your fingers through her curls again, pressing your lips to her forehead. “I’m so proud of you.”

“I’m glad I got to do it with you,” Azzi murmurs, her smile just a little brighter.

Yours is crooked, softening the intensity of the moment with a bit of mischief as you ask, “Let’s do it again next season?”

Azzi grins, sticking out her pinky finger. You link yours with hers and you seal the promise with a deep, lingering kiss, one that makes you feel more like a winner than the cool metal of the trophy in your hands ever did.

Next season could wait. For now, you’re content to curl back up with Azzi, to ward off the rest of the day and enjoy the last remnants of this perfect morning.

[bubbysawyer]

slasher reactions to you being hit on 1

michael myers:

yeah no theyre already dead lets just establish that. we all know

he follows you everywhere, he sees everything.

so when he sees someone flirting with you, god help them (HA) if you look the slightest bit upset, nah, gone

you're at home and look up to see him covered in blood as..he usually is, but you tilt your head (as if you were even curious)

"it was that weirdo who hit on me, wasn't it?" you got a silent stare in response.

sighing, you got up and patted his chest. "thanks."

you're closely followed through the house for the rest of the night, and you sigh

is he jealous..? ah, hell.

"michael, i love you, only you." you pat his chest, and he seems to relax. "okay?" he nods a bit and brushes your cheek.

art the clown:

i know i just said it but good GOD that person is DEAD theyre SO DONE

art is possessive and wont tolerate people even looking at you weird. youve had to hold him back bc he thought someone gave you a dirty look a few times

whoever hit on you is slaughtered in minutes, probably right in front of you, depending on where you are

if they are absolutely torn to shreds by the clown while you watch, and said person isn't dead yet, art will hold you close and/or kiss you with a glare on his face as if to say "Mine!" as his vic fades out

he will turn to you and grin his weird little grin afterwards, hugging you close. aww. ...blood is getting on you.

herbert west:

seethes quietly at first. who is this plebeian? this moron? you are HIS. obviously.

he grabs your hand and keeps glaring, and he has a strong, cold glare for such a mouse of a man

he gets fed up, fast, and stands up, clearing his throat. "they are SPOKEN for," his eyes sharp, his hand still grasping yours.

not wanting to deal with that kinda works for him in some situations. he looks, presents, and sounds difficult as hell. and..he is

any jokes or remarks about him or his appearance dont phase him. his self confidence is strong, and he doesnt really care about the opinions of others about himself...well. he kind of cares about yours. maybe a lot.

able to talk so much he chases people off. amazing

will be on high alert for similar interactions (or any interactions when you are involved) for a while afterwards. jealous streak. its mostly quiet, unless someone openly flirts with you again.

pyramid head:

death. (who the fuck is gonna hit on you around there anyway there’s NO ONE)

billy lenz:

immediately insecure when you mention it. panic.

someone flirted with you?! what? why cant they be closer so he can stab their eyes out-

calms down after you tell him you hated it, though, and kiss him

needs reassurance every five minutes, but it's okay.

play with his hair. it makes him feel better.

brahms heelshire:

the deliveryman flirted with you a bit...too much. you were clearly uncomfortable. you shut the door and sighed shakily each time. he noticed.

brahms nestled up to you at bedtime, stroking your hair. "I dislike the new deliveryman, y/n." You nodded.

you knew he was a killer, you knew he would...kill for you. you bit your lip as you fell asleep to his heat behind you.

the next delivery day you held your own hand and sighed, but jumped a bit as brahms came out. he looked down at you, motioning you to open the door.

you shook but nodded, opening the door to the same creep that hit on you last time. you did your exchange. here we go..

"Come in for some tea?" you asked, getting an enthusiastic response. He came in, not seeing Brahms.

You flinched as your Brahms slammed a knife into the delivery's neck. But settled. You ran to him, nudging his mask to kiss his cheek. He purred.

[moexycodone]

this video sucks ass lmfao

so heres a list of things i found ass about this video:

the video suggests that the best way to handle modern nazi sympathizers is through ridicule, but that alone isnt rlly helpful. laughing at them doesn’t actively counter their ideology, dismantle their rhetoric, etc. "pointing and laughing" doesn’t challenge the structural and ideological foundations that allow nazis to persist.

literally just fifteen minutes of dancing around the idea of engaging with reichblr members, at one point saying, "use your judgment" when it comes to harassment [1:40]. and then saying "if theyre adults, um, someone needs to punch them in the face" [3:52] casually encouraging assault against innocent people

"holocaust is not a joking matter in any way whatsoever it's it's straight up awful and I disagree with anyone turning into a joke" who joked about the holocaust. who??? nobody on reichblr, as far as ive been here, has joked about the holocaust

the creator claims to respect history and historical research while dismissing entire parts of the history community (reichblr) they personally don’t like. for example, preferring "smart people" in certain history communities while dunking on the reichblr community, this comes off as arbitrary.

the video spends more time ridiculing the artistic quality of fan art but not a single second addressing actual nazis. which i personally think is a waste of time & was supposed to be the point of the video but okay.

"to this day there is still a very vocal minority of individuals that like them [nazis]" no, no there isnt. if there are, theyre not in the reichblr community.

also they use artwork, some from my moots, without permissions. pretty sure thats not ethical. oh and they called their art a "waste of time & skill" which is just a dick move and such an unnecessary comment to make on a video that discusses (or atleast tried to) something so serious as nazis.

"like glorifying nazi germany is horrible" [4:55] no proof of anybody glorifying nazi germany. then continues to say "nobody needs to be drawing that [anime hitler]" which makes me think their supposed idea of a nazi is somebody who just draws nazis then support them.

overall the video feels so confusing. it’s hard to tell what the creator’s actual point is because they’re jumping between mocking random nazi-related fan art and discussing extreme online subcultures without a clear direction. it sounds like they’re mostly frustrated with people who romanticize nazi imagery online—particularly the niche reichblr stuff—but then they go off on tangents about how these people might be dumb, or how their art is bad, without actually addressing the deeper, more dangerous parts of neo-nazi ideology.

the video seems to be trying to say that anyone who engages with or posts nazi-related content (even as art or a joke which ninety percent of the reichblr fandom does) is problematic, but then doesnt make it clear where the line is. are they talking about people who simply appreciate history? or those who glorify nazi leaders and their actions? its unclear.

plus, the mocking tone just adds confusion because they mock the fan art but also say that mocking them isn’t enough, but then the creator doesn’t really offer any solutions or actions beyond "laugh at them."

i did watch this video while half asleep (im also writing this half asleep but shhh), but if i can still find bullshit in ur video with one of my eyes closed and my brain struggling to work i think u may be in the wrong.

in summary the creator js rants, makes unnecessary comments about art they dont like, and cannot even be bothered to point out any real nazis amongst the reichblr community by simply generalising all of us into being a nazi.

its crazy how they claimed artist on reichblr were wasting their time and skill on their art whilst the creator of this video actually wasted their time making this dumbass video that didnt proove or disproove shit.

[ninistime]

“ spread your legs ” . . | ˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚ (enjoy!)

📷 pairing ; mark lee x tm!reader

📷 genre ; smut

📷 cw ; male x transmale/cuntboy intercourse , cursing , kissing , cunnilingus , fingering , c in v sex , vaginal descriptions , raw sex (wrap it before you tap it!)

mark lee , one of the smartest kids on your college campus not only happened to be a top student but he was also your boyfriend of a strong 3 years.

he spoils you so much you dont even know it like buying your lunches for you , paying for your dorm rent , and all around spending a ton of money on you. mark also spoils you by taking you on car rides , he drives you multiple places without asking for gas money and often takes you on trips , like today. he called you out to the parking lot during a fairly busy day saying that he wanted to eat out with you.

you walked out the college building with your tote bag on your shoulder that was filled to the brim with books and your laptop. you were on your phone looking for places nearby to eat at when you looked up and saw mark’s navy blue hooded convertible and him waving at you.

you did a light jog towards his car and leaned onto it giving him a peck on the lips. “i didn’t bother you? calling you out of class like this?” he asked unlocking the car. you walked around to the passenger side and got in , “not at all , i’d tell you if it was a problem. honestly i’m kinda glad i got out of there.” you said smiling. he smiled back and started up the car , “i found a place already, it’s not far from here.” mark said , backing up his car and getting on the road.

on the way to the place mark picked out you guys joked around and laughed , talked about school stuff (which was honestly kind of boring) and listened to music. both your music tastes were diverse but you guys enjoyed critiquing each others choices. you guys also looked at the menu of the place and decided ahead of time what you guys should order , most of the options looked delicious but what matters is how it tasted , mark's the only person who's been here before so he told you to wait and that it'd be a surprise.

the both of you soon arrived at a restaurant-type establishment , with the awkward name of it that you couldn't pronounce it must've been french or italian or something.. but before you could step out of the car mark grabbed your hand and locked the doors , "hold on.. i gotta tell you something," he paused and put his fist over his mouth before trying to explain "— i actually brought you here for something else." he said with nervousness in his voice , "you know we haven't been able to like.. do it because were busy , so i brought you to this uh.. place , because if we did it on the college campus a lot of people would find out and i really wanted to try car sex and i didnt know how to tell you and like—" "mark. it's fine , you could've just told me." you said laughing, "you're such a nervous wreck when it comes to sex like we haven't done it before , but in a car? im excited." you said.

"so this is okay? You're right though , i should've just told you.." mark facepalmed. "I told you its fine mark , if anything you made me really horny , having sex in a parking lot feels exciting." he blushed at your words. "really?" "yeah!" you replied "we should.. get in the backseat then right?" he asked. "yeah.." you two were awkward about this , but mostly mark because he thought you'd think he was weird and gross for wanting to have sex in public and tell everyone on campus , so now that you admitted it made you horny he got excited and was ready to fuck you so bad. mark and you lowered the front seats forward so you'd have more room in the back and then hopped in , immediately jumping to making out.

mark ran his hands all over your body , but he was OBSESSED with your waist , he loved holding it especially when he felt jealous or possessive. you smiled as you kissed him. you both slowly moved into a laying position as he unbuckled your belt and unbuttoned your jeans to gain access to your pussy through your boxers. he threw your jeans on the center console along with your belt and and began rubbing your clit through your boxers , feeling how wet you've gotten in the past minute. you moaned and held onto the door behind you , "fuckkk..." you stretched out the word at the feeling of him toying with you , slightly lifting your hips. he soon removed your boxers and looked at the color of your pussy , admiring how it looked when it was soaked in your juices. he placed his hands at the back of your knees and pressed your legs to your chest then licked a stripe up your cunt and placed a wet kiss onto your clit.

you cried out in pleasure. whenever mark ate you out it was amazing , you're the first partner he's ever had with a vagina but he knew exactly what to do. he must've been studying up for your sake. top student on campus , top student at eating pussy. "is this good?" he said , rubbing his thumb up and down your folds. "yeah.. keep going.." you responded out of breath from moaning. mark reached over to his glove box in the front and pulled out a packet of lube , ripping it open with his teeth and spreading it all over your cunt and his fingers. "take a deep breath (m/n).." he said , sliding his middle finger into you slowly and thrusting it in and out. you threw your head back and gripped the door handle , moaning out your boyfriends name and whimpering. "it's alright baby , i got you." he said , leaning over and giving a tender kiss in which you melted into.

mark inserted a second finger into your sopping cunt , "you're so fucking wet.." he said before dipping down and having a make out session with your clit , running his tongue over it and flicking it with his tongue. "mark im gonna cum.." you said biting your lip and putting your hand in his hair. this only made him suck on your clit harder and faster. you couldn't take the pleasure anymore and came so hard , a clear liquid shot out your pussy and onto mark's face and seats. he slid his two fingers side to side on your cunt as you let loose and immediately went back to eating you out. you were so sensitive and he was so hungry.

mark lifted his head back up and started unbuckling his belt and discarding it , taking the rest of the lube in the packet and spreading it all over his cock. he looked at you like he was a fox and you were the rabbit he couldn't wait to devour , his cheeks were red and he was sweating from his forehead. he slid his cock over your clit and between your folds and gave you a hard kiss , rubbing his tongue against yours and pulling on your bottom lip with his teeth. "mark.." you said , reaching your hand forward and rubbing his cock again your entrance. he smirked and took his cock , slowly sliding it into your entrance. your eyes rolled back but before you could let out a moan he took it out teasingly. you honestly werent having it. "put it in..!" you said , rubbing your clit and looking into his eyes. he laughed and inserted his tip back into your cunt , doing this a couple more times until he snapped his hips against yours and started thrusting into you at a fast pace.

mark replaced your fingers rubbing your clit with his thumb as you moaned his name and let out a whimper each time his hips met yours. the only noises in the car were grunting and the sound of skin slapping against skin. "fuckkk (m/n).." he groaned. he watched as your eyes rolled back into your head and you lifted your hips up so his thrusts were angled directly towards your prostate , your head fell onto the car seat and you gripped his arms. "im gonna fucking cum!" you exclaimed. "fuckin' squirt again for me.." mark commanded , after he said that you immediately squirted all over his dick as he pulled out and rubbed your clit. he then put his cock back into your pussy to help you ride out your high. "s..shit.." he stuttered , pulling his dick out and cumming all over your glistening cunt with his mouth wide open. mark was panting and so you , you were both wet and sweaty making the car smell like sex. he'll definitely need to air out the car and buy air fresheners for future purposes.

mark leaned down and made out with you , tracing the sides of your face with his palm and holding you by your waist. "we need to have car sex more often.." he said smiling. you giggled at his joke and held him close , eventually having to let go. "we should go to our dorm and get new clothes.. they're really wet.." you said. "Lets go." he agreed , giving you one last peck on your cheek before putting his soaked clothes back on just for the ride back.

lets hope nobody questions why he smells like that when he walks through the halls.

c/n: HI IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK LONGER THAN I SAID TO PUT OUT! my job has me busy and im still buying furniture for my home , im going for a modern look so i gotta save up and work hard to get what i want!! i noticed i improved in my writing, especially when writing smut because i used to skip the prep parts and it was so bad 😭 . im a virgin so writing smut is a struggle but im always on tumblr so reading others smut fics and studying up on anatomy and how sex like WORKS was a big help to me. i still suck at dialogue but practice makes almost perfect! i hope you guys enjoy this work more than my others, cuz they really suck lol. 💙

[conceptofjoy]

how do u imagine the Dynamic between dave and davepeta postgame. ik ur more of a dsprite fan than dp but i think it could/would be Very fascinating. plays a role in cracking daves eggy loking thign

i love both very dearly :) i draw dsprite a lot more partly bc of the self imposed sprite rules i made for my pc au. seb’s an exception, lets just say some kind of splinter bullshit happened lol.

pre retcon dave had that convo w jade abt ds. the way he talked abt him’s can be easily summarized by saing “hes me when it’s beneficial and not me when it makes me uncomfortable/ makes me need to confront some things.”

he’d totally just compartmentalize any interactions in that way lmfao. oh so youre a catbird sprite thing? alright im an ally do your thing bro i mean they. nepeta’s side of things wants to just PRY him open and the dave side’s like this is going to be so much fun. dps wants to fuck with him SOOO badly but also doesnt want him to run away from the egg crackification process. dave keeps avoiding dps not so casually but jade keeps looking at him disappointedly so they have to hang out. jade knows that theyre pulling something’s so tells dps to ease up on dave but thats literally an impossible ask.

dps explains some stuff about the gender thing bc dave is only casually interested. totally.

DAVE: so like a boy and a girl came together to make a nonbinary person?

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B//< ummm

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< something like that!

DAVE: i dunno it seems pretty clear cut

DAVE: oh shit unless the bird also had some kinda bird gender and shook things up

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: >B33< yeah i had to do all kinds of gender maths as soon as i came into existence

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< did you know bird gender and cat gender cancel each other out?

DAVE: no shit?

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< no that was a joke dump ass!

DAVE: i knew that

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< sure

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< well i dont think the bird had anything to do with the gender maths. or the sword

DAVE: sword gender…

DAVE: wait wasnt the bird a mama bird?

DAVE: seemed pretty intent on keeping our game egg to herself remember?

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B00< ohhh yeah

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< my bad

DAVE: you remember being a bird???

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< no comment

DAVE: oh shit thats not very dave of you

DAVE: any dave i know would jump right into a whole spiel about how tough life is as a single bird mom

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: >B33< well dave thats because… im not you!

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< we went over this before! lets go back to the gender thing

DAVE: yeah yeah

DAVE: ok gender

DAVE: so a human boy a troll girl a bird mom and a sword walk into two kernel sprites

DAVE: wait shit do the kernel sprite have genders too?

DAVE: kernel gend-

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: XOO< holy shit i think i get what equius went through

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< do you see what youre doing to me dave? youre making me sympathize with a sweaty and incredibly silly 13 year old troll boy

DAVE: haha youre funny as shit

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< thank you

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< yeah while the other components probably added some other gender stuff

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< it was mostly dave and nepeta’s gender that influenced mine

DAVE: yeah alright

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< like nepeta for example

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< grew up away from society and barely had to deal with the caste system

DAVE: sure

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< theres specifc roles assigned to each gender and caste but nepeta just didnt get the memo

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< despite the friend group being a pretty non hemoist

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B??< hemoist?

DAVE: sure hemoist

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< well despite the group being all “who gives a crap about your blood color and gender”

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< nepeta still felt like there was just something no one decided to tell him that dictated every interaction he had with everyone else

DAVE: yeah i totally get tha-

DAVE: wait “him”?

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< …

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: ‘833< what?

DAVE: wait was nepeta a boy???

DAVE: oh shit how did no one ever correct me this whole time-

DAVE: no wait pause

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: ‘B33< paws

DAVE: paws

DAVE: no stop that

DAVE: if nepeta’s a boy and im a boy…

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: ‘B33< …

DAVE: were you lying about the bird gender thing or???

DAVEPETASPRITE^2:

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< yes dave. i really am part boy gender and part bird mom gender

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33< *SIGH* i think thats enough for today. i tried my best

DAVE: huh?

[listofwhyyouloveher]

Hiiiii I hope ur doing good but can I request the greaser gang with fem!black reader :33 (this is very much self indulgent heheehe)

Summary: The Outsiders x Black!Reader

Warnings: none Author's Note: sorry if I got somethings wrong againnn

PONYBOY CURTIS

Thinks you're so pretty and have the prettiest eyes

Stares at them, Def gets “lost in them”

buys you cds of all your fav music so you can listen to them with him

Will ALWAYS be with you. He thinks he can intimidate the socs away

JOHNNY CADE

Very insecure abt yalls relationship because he doesnt think hes cute enough to be with you

Stands in the pharmacy to read about your pop culture in magazines

Thinks your hair is so attractive, loves running his hands (gently) through it

he'll get literally red faced, screaming, attacking anything if you get insulted or jumped, he's gonna be your ride or die.

SODAPOP CURTIS

Obsessed with your facial harmony

When your doing your hair he'll help you separate the curls for you

Loves seeing you in his DX shirt because of your perfect figure

If you like a certain artist, he'll definitely try and sneak you into the concert

STEVE RANDLE

His love language is food, so hell cook whatever your mom gives him recipes for

If you don't like it, he's making that same thing everyday until it's perfect for you

Loves your fashion sense, he tells you that its like dating a model

Tries his absolute hardest to get you the right color jewelry, like he has a note of either gold or silver 

TWO BIT MATHEWS

Perhaps a little insensitive and rude without trying to be, like hes trying to crack jokes but some of those dont land

IMMEDIATELY respects the boundaries you put down, backs off quickly.

Likes doing your “girly” stuff with you, but he mostly tells you to do it on his sister so you two can bond

Turns out her hair hold a really pretty curl and she asks you to do her hair everytime you come over, hes literally so in love with the fact that you two get along 

DARRY CURTIS

Tries his best to not be rude, its like hes always walking on eggshells.

He has you explain everything to him so now he has 100 mental notes about everything you do, like, eat etc.

Tries to treat you like a queen and saves up so much money for fancy dates and stuff.

No one fucks with you because hes on semi good terms with socs and good terms with greasers. So ur just in the middle ground

DALLAS WINSTON

Once again (say it with me guys!) DALLAS IS A WHITE BITCH

doesn't understand anything, will lowkey judge you for many things

Literally tried to bag you as a challenge, but kinda fell for your charm

Hes not head over heels but he's falling, just will never admit it.

[halloween4life]

Sanders Sides Animal headcanons because I'm bored

I've been having a lot of thoughts about how Janus and Patton canonically have like, animal traits/feature. While Virgil and Remus only really have animals they're associated with as opposed to canon traits (as far as I'm aware/remember). And how Logan and Roman have no animal associations (again as far as I'm aware/remember). So I'm making headcanons for them organized from most to least 'canon' (in terms of the characters)

(also these are all with the intent of the sides being "humans with animal traits" as opposed to them like, animorphing)

Patton

Can jump the highest out of all the sides it's actually kinda scary

He can turn his legs into frog legs to jump even higher like my guy you do NOT need to be doing all that

He will eat bugs and he hates that fact about himself. One time while cooking dinner there was a fly in the room and he just, grabbed it and ate it without a second thought. He then proceeded to completely give up on life for the next 5 hours.

Virgil tried to bond with him over this and it only made things worse for both of them I think.

On a lighter note I think he makes ribbits and chirping sounds when he's happy or excited

but he will start croaking when he's in any kind of distress

He does have spots on his body, mostly on his back

Janus

I dont care what anyone says this I'm giving this man a rattlesnake tail

The tail isn't always visible like his scales, it's something he retract so he doesn't have to constantly deal with it. Honestly most of his traits that aren't his scales he can chose whether to present them or not

Definitely venomous but he doesn't really know why it does. (Logan was studying the sides' animal features and once he found out bout this, asked for a sample of his venom and proceeded to down it like a shot for research purposes. Neither of them had a good time that day)

Anyway his venom is basically an anesthetic, it will knock you out. (or in Logan's case make you horribly sick for the next 3 hours) (these headcanons were thought of before the latest incorrect quotes video I'm just that good)

Remus

He gives me blue ring octopus vibes

His body is definitely covered in ring patterns, generally they're kinda faded and look like old scares but he can make them more prominent and colorful

Also venomous, I think it would be a paralytic because something something sleep paralysis

Only has 6 tentacles 😔

His tentacles protrude from his back in basically the same way/places as Janus' arms

He can and will fit through any gap imaginable because no bones. He once forced his way through the gap under Virgil's door and he(Virgil) still has nightmares about it

he can regenerate his tentacles, this is often a result of his chopping them off for sushi jokes

Virgil

I feel like he's kinda a tarantula but I'm scared of spiders so I'm not very picky about the specifics

He also only has 6 spider legs (arms?)

They ALSO come out of his back in the same way as Remus and Janus' limbs

Can climb walls

CAN produce webs, but the come out of his fingers (sorry Remus), and they're a very light purple and kinda shimmery

He has sharp teeth, sorry I take no criticism

He does actually have fangs and chelicerae but he tries not to present those as much as it's definitely kinda freaky

Also willing to eat bugs 😔

oh oh oh he has stripes on his arms (horizontal)

HE HAS MULTIPLE EYES

Logan

He's definitely a bird

I know a lot of people make him either a crow or raven (which I totally understand), but I feel like he would be an owl, specifically a barn owl but that may just be the Mexican in me talking

Because of that, this man is dead silent when he moves, and has accidently given everyone heart attacks on multiple occasions

His wings are massive like you would not believe

I don't think he particularly cares for his wings much (i.e. grooming and preening), both because it's a really long and tedious process but also he kinda doesn't see the value in having animal traits, because of this he also doesn't really present his traits as much

He does grow feathers on different parts of his body, most notably on his chest/neck area, he's very self conscious about it

he can fully black out his eyes but it's not actually black it's just a really dark blue

Not really an animal traits hc, but Logan has absolutely gone to each of the sides like "I would like to study you 👁👁"

He does sometimes have very odd body language vecause of this, like he just kinda moves around weird (honestly just watch a video with a barn owl moving around and you'll see what I mean

OH he can turn his head around 270°, usually he uses this to scare the shit out of one of the sides if they are standing behind him

Roman

I'm gonna need yall to hear me out on this one but I feel like if Roman was gonna be associated with any animal it would be a deer

I'm specifically thinking a white tailed deer (not initially conceived as a Bambi reference)

He has bright red antlers and loooves presenting them once their freshly shed (fun fact deers shed their antlers)

That being said, he is actually super self conscious when he's shedding the velvet of his antlers (if you are squeamish about blood don't look it up) because it is 'gross and scary.' For a while Remus was the only one who knew about this.

He has a deer tail sorry I take no criticism

The fastest runner of the sides

he really enjoys just running around, like bro is actually the frolicer

He actually has a very faint darker patch of skin running up from the tip of his nose to his whole forehead (it sounds weird to explain in words but yall are just gonna have to trust me on this)

He has light spots on his back like how baby white tailed deer do

[adoradordegatos]

THIS IS MOSTLY A JOKE DONT JUMP ON ME 😔✋

my baby deserves more love… rafe my beloved…

[pumpkinsy0]

pony and cherry friendship hcs perchance,,, maybe add some curly

rare cherry valance mention, all 6 genuine cherry valance stans cheered and jumped for joy

•they dont hang out in public, neither of them rlly want to. not bc theyre ashamed of being friends, but to protect themselves from the trouble if they were ever found out it would just b hell on earth for em, it happened once and NEVER AGAIN☝🏽

•when it comes to school, they just completely avoid each other, how u may ask do they meet up??? its by complete accident!! the first time, they went to this place where the sunset looked rlly pretty, and they accidentally bumped into each other and from then on, everytime one of them is at that spot, they just kinda hope the other pops up, but they never plan meetings or anything

•a few times tho, they accidentally bump into each other while theyre hanging out w someone else, more chances tho its pony and curly who walk in on cherry and marcia, who were there first

•cant say curlys too fond of it or that he ever grows out if it, i dont think hes the guy to put trust in soc’s no matter who. but i will say he has less hostility towards cherry and marcia bc pony says theyre cool

•pony and cherry tend to get so soaked up in their convo, marcia and curly r just left there. marcia tries joking around w him, but curly at BEST chuckles a lil bit then stares off somewhere

•cherry asks about johnny quite a bit, what he liked, what made him happy, etc etc, she even asked about his funeral. pony meanwhile, never asks much about bob, when he does its mostly just to b nice, does he feel bad about it??? eh

•assuming cherry rlly does have an older brother, after everything especially, hes very overprotective of her and thinks she has a secret bf shes not telling anyone about cause she comes home late and nooobody knows where she goes, he parents tell him to leave her alone but alas he will not

•pony used cherry as a drawing model like two times during their meet up, he kept one and gave the other to cherry. curly found out and he didnt SAY anything more than a “hm, that the soc girl?”, but he was obviously a bit jealous cause hessss supposed to b ponys muse

•cherry strikes me as the girl who writes short songs but shes neevveerrrrr shares it w anyone but pony, cause nobody rily gets it???? pony aint no songwriter either but hey, poetry can get him around it yknow??

[mihai-florescu]

Reading your enstars instagram post and man. I am so sorry. I am glad you can still find comfort in the old stories, i know i do. (Atp enstars only exists in the internet archives to me lol). Like you said, not everything after !-era is bad but damn if it hasn't been getting steadily worse. Awful to see something you once loved and held dear morphing into something else entirely. Not gonna lie, i'm almost scared to keep up with any stories releasing after this considering how much they have already made it obvious that they don't care. I don't wanna see the story get butchered anymore than this.

Unfortuantely, they probably won't go eos until they've milked every last penny out of the franchise. By that point i think enstars will be unrecognizable compared to what it had been in the past.

My only hope is that i've seen people specualting that this event wasn't written by akira and if that's the case i do hope akira manages to fight back and get his story back.

Also hi this is cookie btw i just moved bc i can't look at my enstars blog for the mean time

Hii, ive actually been talking about this all day with various friends, some more some less involved in enstars... i think it's everyone's right to distance themselves from something that doesnt spark joy anymore and has let them down. I will focus my reads on mostly ! era stuff but until it shuts down i will keep an eye out on the releases. I cant imagine a world where enstars is still going and i dont at least know the overview of whats going on.

As youve been on twt too, im sure you mightve seen that some of the critiques people are bringing now just to jump on the Hating Everything Enstars are stupid. Im thinking about the buddhism and christianity tweet in particular coming from someone who genuinely seems like they havent read many stories lawl. Theres a difference between actual problems and personal dissatisfactions that things arent the way you want them to be for various personal reason. People should learn their singular experience isnt universal, and characters in a story dont aim to speak for a universal experience either. It's not bad writing for a hidden christian in japan to behave differently from a canadian one, or for eichi to joke around with his childhood friend who happens to be buddhist. Anyway. I will always defend the parts of enstars i think were genuinely good, even if im getting worse at expressing myself in speech.

Anyhow... i dont want to speculate on internal problems but i really do wonder how much of this current direction was akira's choice and how much was happyele. He is no longer one of the only 2 writers (and main one, at that), i wouldnt be surprised if he doesnt have as much influence anymore. We know that in the beginning of es2 he expressed concern that everyone in happyele is insane...lol. He's not a perfect writer but the soul of enstars was brought by him.

Well, as i said, i dont want to speculate anything. I wish to not see so much negativity even on things that dont deserve hate, but ive always had issues with other fans' uninformed reactions. That'll never change even as enstars self destructs more and more. I can hold contempt for both the company and such fans, while treasuring the meaningful parts of the story and its impact on my life going forward too♡ ah my dear story that shouldve been a niche vn with a cult following of few but passionate fans instead of a gacha game gone stale disappointing old fans in pursuit of new ones with gimmicky shock writing...

[hyuuukais]

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡ SUNSHINE AND STRAWBERRIES

pairing ☆ lee felix x fem reader

synopsis ☆ Y/N is a new streamer. after months of planning, and her best friend & now fellow streamer han jisung convincing her, she makes a twitch and youtube account. thanks to jisung giving her a shoutout to his own huge following, she gains some unexpected overnight fame. but what was more unexpected was waking up to see her long-time favourite comfort streamer _sunshine.bbokari_ following her.

warnings ☆ swearing, mention of anxiety, food mention, joke abt being delulu

[TAGLIST -> CLOSED]

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☆ mostly written chapter, 4 screenshots ☆

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE ☆ DATE NIGHT

"Close your eyes, we're getting close."

You did as Felix said, closing your eyes quickly in excitement. He hadn't told you much up to this point, and you eagerly awaited the reveal to the date. You could feel him parking the car, hearing lots of voices outside the vehicle.

So many questions and scenarios swirled in your head, but it wasn't overwhelming or anxiety inducing in the slightest. Not when it's with Lix. You only felt safe with him.

Felix emerged, quickly going over to your side to open your door. He grabs your hands, careful to help you out, and leads you closer to the noise. It was a mixture of people talking loudly, various beeping noises, and other things you couldn't quite place.

"Okay," He inhaled deeply, standing at your side, still holding one of your hands tightly. "Open them."

To say you were speechless was an understatement.

"The fair?!" You turned to him, barely containing a squeal, holding your clapsed hands up excitedly. "Lix, oh my god! I wanted to go so bad, but Kai said he was working the whole weekend so he couldn't come with. Plus in between streaming..."

You stopped talking when he put his free hand on your shoulder. He was smiling so wide, relishing in your happiness, eyes turning into crescents.

"No work talk tonight! Only fun! Not that our job isn't fun," The two of you laugh. "We are going to win so many prizes and eat so much delicious fair food and go on all the rides. See that stuffed bear?"

Over by a game booth near the middle was the bear he pointed at. It was a huge pastel pink bear with a strawberry embroidered into each of it's paws. The bear screamed Y/N.

"I'm going to win that for you." You looked back at him, his eyes softly looking at the bear, a small smile on his face. Colourful lights lit up his face, and you couldn't help but stare.

"C'mon," You tugged at his arm, breaking your eyes away forcefully. "Let's go!"

~

After what seemed like hours, you both collapsed on a bench outside the fair. Your feet were sore and your head hurt a bit from all the flashing lights, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was the way your cheeks hurt because you couldn't stop smiling, couldn't stop laughing, the way you felt lightheaded simply by being near the boy next to you. What mattered was the way his eyes watched you when you jumped up and down happily after winning a game, or his blissful expression after taking a bite of the overpriced fair food.

What mattered was that the two of you were together. Fake relationship or not, he made you happy. He washed all the bad thoughts away, even if only for one night.

Hugging the giant bear, you stared at Felix's profile, moonlight accentuating his features. Freckles like stardust, eyelashes fluttered closed in satisfaction. If anyone was the embodiment of pure heart, it was Lee Felix.

Something took over you and you lean over to him, lightly pressing a kiss to his cheek. He startles a bit, looking over to you shyly, a rosh blush dusting his cheeks.

"Sorry." You giggle. "You just looked so peaceful."

"Dont be sorry, I just wasn't expecting it." He fiddles with his rings, smiling at the bench between you.

"Thank you for tonight," You can't help the sudden emotion in your voice. "It was amazing."

"Oh, the night isn't over quite yet."

~

"Let me gooooo!" You laugh, hands gripping onto Felix's arms around your waist, the only thing holding you from running inside the house.

All the others were kicked out for the night, leaving just you and Felix in the spacious home. You hadn't been over in a while, but it still felt familiar. Through the window into the living room, you could just barely spot string lights.

"Did you get the package I sent?" He asked, unlocking the door.

"Yes," You turn a bit to show him your backpack. "I packed a few things for tonight, just in case, including the pajamas. Very cute, by the way!"

He smiled softly as you entered, making a beeline to the bathroom to change. You only stopped briefly to put down your bear.

In the brief moments you were gone, Felix scrambled to get changed himself. He wore pajamas matching your own, and when you saw, you couldn't help but break into the biggest grin.

"Awwww, Lixie!" You ran up to him from behind, attacking him with a hug.

When you detached, you noticed what it was he was hiding. Instead of the sofa, there was an elaborately made fort of pillows and blankets, some furniture moved around to help support it. Around it and inside were the string lights you spotted, plush blankets lining the ground. You also noticed Felix had moved your strawberry bear inside, sitting against a mountain of pillows and facing an open laptop.

Your mouth hung open. He'd done all of this... for you?

"Do..." He blushed, looking at your reaction carefully. "Do you like it?"

"Like it?" You blurted, then exhaled a laugh. "Lix, I love it. This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me on a date- especially a first date."

He watched as you jumped inside, curling up under the blankets and laying on the bears chest. Felix didn't join immediately, too enthralled by you. That is, until he noticed the grabby hands you were making at him, silently asking him to join.

He laid down next to you, closing the opening of the fort and awakening his laptop to start the movie he had planned. He had a marathon lined up of various romcoms he heard you talking about, mixed with ones you mentioned wanting to see.

Being curled up between a giant plush bear and your own personal human heater with your comfort movies in the background made you very drowsy. As if he could sense your eyes fluttering closed, Felix gently laid your head onto his chest, wrapping an arm around you.

"Goodnight, love." He whispered softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead as you drifted to sleep.

☆~☆~☆

notes ☆ ngl going through this after finishing had me giggling a bit

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[connorsnothereeither]

I dont know if youve talked about this before, but if not, how did you come up with some of your characters' names?

I’ve talked about it before for Ulysses here in this post but not some of the others!! But I would love to I shake their names about!!

Virgil Coronis (Sky Bound SMP)

So Virgil went through a lot of potential names. He was built up vibes-first in development, so I had my gothic, conspiracy librarian, and no names. I wanted something that sounded more sharp, and angular. Crow-like.

I went for some classic gothic literature names to start. Jonathan (for Jonathan Harker from Dracula), Percival/Percy (for Percy Shelly), and Auguste (from Poe’s The Murders in the Rue Morgue), along with some others were all potential candidates. By then, however, @jamphibiann had already chosen Pietro, and so I looked for some other Italian names to match since we were playing brothers. Romeo, and Salvatore were somewhat higher contenders then!

Landing on Virgil was actually sort of stolen from @venear-tmblr . When throwing around potential names, one of the ones that didn’t make the cut for him was Dante. And while Dante didn’t quite fit the character I had in my mind, Virgil definitely did! It had Latin/Italian roots, and felt angular and distinctly raven-like to me! :D

“Coronis” as a last name is actually an ancient Greek word, which is both referring to the curved flourish in old handwriting, and is same root word (corone) for the Greek for crows or ravens, referring the curvature of their beaks! So it felt very fitting too.

Leopold Haust (Terramortis)

Leopold was honestly… kind of a silly one. He never had any alternate names. I knew he was going to be from the 1920s, so I wanted a vaguely old-timey name, which fit the vibe, but could still be shortened into something more modern and easy to quickly say. And, at the time, I was reading Ulysses by James Joyce as a joke… and “Leopold” is the name of the Odysseus/Ulysses counterpart in that novel. So it just sort of… ticked all the boxes lol. It wasn’t supposed to be connected to Ulysses at all, but it jumped out at me as a perfect name for the character I had created. Haust was just a made up name that sounded like it matched well when spoken allowed!

D’Hakth’rkael “Daniel Thorns” Thoricht (Cantripped)

So Dan was… interesting name wise. I had the “bit” in mind long before I came up with the name. I was somewhat inspired by a lot of people I know or grew up knowing, who would have long, intricate names, and would shorten it to just like,,, “Mike”. But mostly I was inspired from the “folk hero” angle of how through Christianisation and colonisation, Celtic mythology names were super worn down into common, short Anglican names. Things like “Cú Cuhlainn”/“Conochubar” or “Fionn mac Cumhail” being worn down to names like Connor or Finn. I also just love when folklore figures have what feel like really mundane names, with a descriptor or trait. “Robin Hood”, “Jack Frost”, etc. it’s very English folktale to me.

For a while I wanted to play with “Tom” of “Jack” but for whatever reason “Dan” just stood out to me as a very mundane feeling name (and to be fair, Dan does go by Jack sometimes… in some places… just nowhere we’ve been yet…). So Dan Thorns came first, and I worked backwards from there.

From “Daniel Thorns” it was basically just a process of mashing fantasy sounds together until they sounded like a name. Thoricht felt like a believable evolution of “Thorns”, and could still pass as a human name. “D’Hakth” came next; I liked the juxtaposition of sounds, and the ways you could linguistically interpret it, taking it in a D, H, Y, or even J direction. The final part, “rkael” was mostly just for flavour. I started looking into vengeance Paladin, “avenging angel” imagery for Dan for a while, felt biblical, and I really liked the vaguely biblical feel it brought to the name, while adding another layer of “oh that’s why he just goes by Dan” akgakag