#i have used a translator lol

[vampyboys]

Movie Night 🎬

Boyfriend Miguel O'Hara x Fem!Reader

MASTERLIST🌿

Tags: Fluff, Smut, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Porn wo/ Plot, Biting, Slight Begging??, Cowgirl Position, Dirty Talk, 2nd Person POV

Word Count: 2k

Summary: Miguel comes over to your apartment every week just to be with you. For today, you wanted to watch a romance movie with him. Halfway through the movie things start to get steamy, giving Miguel an idea.

Every Wednesday is the day when Miguel comes over to stay at your apartment. The only day of the week when you both aren’t busy, becoming a routine since the start of your relationship. You’d spend countless hours watching movies, TV series and chatting.

Tonight you were in the mood for a movie, scrolling through the available options in your current streaming service. Surveying each genre and reading through the summaries waiting for your boyfriend. In the corner of your room, there were tiny knocks against the window.

Stumbling and, scrambling across the kitchen. You’d unlock the window to be enveloped in a lung-crushing embrace, knocking out all of the oxygen in your body.

“Ack! Too tight!” You barked, thrashing your palms against his back— demanding to loosen his iron grip.

“No pude evitarlo, lo siento.” (I couldn’t help it, I’m sorry.) He’d scuffle your hair entering under the window.

A massive man about the size of your apartment ceiling, covered in navy-blue latex with crimson patterns resembling a spider. The suit would perfectly outline his ripped structure, wide back, and small waist.

He tapped the temples with his index finger, making the mask disperse revealing his face. The man had tan skin, dark brown hair falling into place with curls at the ends, and maroon eyes.

“I’m home.” He leans down, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead— brushing away the stray hairs covering your face.

“Miguel, for the last time.. I’d prefer it if you went through the front door. I even gave you an extra key!”

“Going through the window is easier.” Big hands sliding down your waist, trapping you between his arms

You’d roll your eyes, pushing him away to flop over to the couch.

“Oh! Come on cariño!” Following after you.

His attire dissipates with a press of a button revealing a casual attire; wearing gray sweatpants and a white shirt.

Miguel hooks an arm on your shoulder bringing you closer to him, stippling kisses all over your face as a way to apologize for his behavior. But you know deep down he’s gonna do it again.

“Okay, that’s enough.” You giggled, palming him away.

Miguel would laugh in return, connecting his head with yours— his eyes land on the TV.

“Oh? Are we watching a movie today?”

You nodded, reaching over to the remote to start the movie. It was a romance movie about a country girl moving into the city to start her acting career. A very cheesy trope you secretly liked. Something about a person experiencing a whole different world while navigating its issues with what the protagonist knows interests you.

The plot progresses showcasing conflicts in her acting career with the classic mean girl who’d try to sabotage the main character’s career.

Besides all those troubles, she finds a man who continues to stay by her side, eventually falling in love. Fireworks explode in the background as they press their lips as if it’s the universe's way of celebrating their first kiss. It was all so magical!

“Aww, how cute.” You’d comment,

Suddenly, this wholesome movie took a turn. The protagonist invites her soon-to-be boyfriend into her room pushing him into the bed, pulling her along with him. Oh boy, you knew exactly where this was going.

Soft moans escaped the screen, making your face burn— a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any minute. Peeping over to your boyfriend’s side, his expression was completely blank! No lip twitches, grins, nothing!

Something caresses your skin, making its way down your arm to your thigh.

Miguel feels the warmth radiating in his palm, your eyes sparkled and lips parted. Moving his thumb in circular motions makes your stomach flutter. He flicks the band of your panties, making you shiver. Then presses a quick kiss between your brows angling you to face him.

He separates your lips with his tongue— lapping it with yours. Purring whenever he’d squeeze out a pleasured moan from your beautiful voice.

His kisses were growing desperate and needy. He looks at you with lidded eyes, addicted to the pure sight of his lover. He wanted you to beg for him, beg him to use him, scream his name, pleading him to pleasuring you in any way you wanted.

All Miguel had to do was give you a little encouragement. Pulling away, a string of saliva severing between your lips. Wiping away the remaining drool from his mouth.

It felt like every energy out of your body was drained but, Miguel wasn’t finished yet. He peppered soft kisses on your face adjusting your attention right back to him,

“I can give you what you want my love. All you have to do is say it.”

The kisses traveled down to your jawline to your ears. Miguel whispered your name in a tone that sounded like a lullaby tempting you to your doom.

His hand grazed over your pubes down to your clit sending jolts of pleasure traveling toward your core, enough to break down every patience you’ve had. 

“Miguel.. Please.” Your breathing grew heavy, you clutch onto his shirt pleading.

“What is it, my love?” He tilts his head as if he doesn’t know what you’re demanding, continuing to toy with your clit.

“Oh f-fuck.. Miguel, you—!”

“You can do it.”

Shooting him a hot stare that could practically burn a hole through his head, but Miguel wasn’t budging.

You swallow your pride, hanging your head in defeat.

“I-I need you.. please.”

“Good girl."

He chuckles, finally permitting him to eat you out like a full-course meal laid out on the dining table in front of him to eat. 

Repositioning himself, tossing the blanket aside along with the rest of your clothes and underwear. Leaving Miguel the only one dressed.

“Shirt off, now.” You tugged on the hem of his top demanding to take it off. 

He obliges yanking it away from his torso and discarding it to the side. You hummed in approval, and he smiled in return placing another loving smooch on your nose.

Migrating to your lips, stamping one to your chin, neck then collarbone. He wanders around your neck leaving occasional small love bites. Gliding his tongue over to your breast sucking on it. He’d pinch your nipples with his teeth, tease it with his tongue. The taste of your skin was addictive, resembling the taste of a salted caramel he’d eat from time to time.

Kisses trailed down your torso— getting on his knees— and slinging your legs over his shoulders. The sight was marvelous. The way the light from the TV would reflect to your skin, highlighting the curves of your breasts and tips of your nipples.

“You are a sight for sore eyes, mi amor.” He purred.

You were dripping wet, anticipating his next move staring him down eyes hazed with lust. His mouth latches onto your clit softly running his tongue around in circular motions combined with some sucking.

The sensation sends wave after wave of pleasure radiating through your body, making you squirm. Your fingers would comb through his brown hair giving him a pleased sigh that’d vibrate along your pussy, a silent gesture asking for more.

“Miguel.. oh my god, fuck—“ 

His pace grows faster, thrusting his tongue into your g-spot.

You’d curse, moan, grind on his mouth until your vision started to blur and you were seeing stars. He’d move at a fast rhythmic pace eating you out like a man who hasn’t eaten in years, licking out every sweet nectar he can making sure it doesn’t go to waste.

Just as you were near climaxing he pulled out with a soft pop making you whine at the loss of contact.

“Ten paciencia, mi amor.” (Be patient, my love.) Miguel chuckled, pressing a quick sloppy kiss on your inner thigh.

As he stands up, you slide your hand down to his abs and then to his visible cock seeping through his sweatpants. 

“Miguel~” you call out to him in a sweet tone he’s unable to resist inhaling between his teeth. Just your voice alone was able to make his cock twitch underneath your palm. 

“No tengas tanta prisa.” (Don’t be in such a hurry.) He says pushing your hand away.

“At least let me—“ Suddenly, he scoops you up pressing his groin against your wet cunt.

“Another time, today I want to focus on you.”

Your brows furrowed, “But-“ He engulfs you in another passionate kiss, tongues dancing in unison; leaving you breathless.

Miguel pulls back with a satisfied smirk, quickly averting your eyes in annoyance. Then you feel something hot that slaps against your skin.

His cock was girthy, large, and uncut. The veins pulsate against your abdomen, dripping with precum; served especially for you. He begins to move at a slow pace sliding down in between your folds and coating it with your juices. Now and then the tip would rub over your clitoris making you grunt in pleasure.

Moving his head to your ear, his hot breath would send shivers down your spine whispering to you,

“Estás listo para mí?” (Are you ready for me?)

Nodding, he starts to readjust himself positioning the head to poke at your entrance then gently burrowing his cock in you.

Miguel always took his time with this part, hurting you was the last thing he wanted.

He’d perch his head over your shoulder cooing praises at your ear stroking your hair, smooching your temples.

“Lo estás haciendo muy bien, solo un poco más~” (You’re doing very well, just a little more.)

You’d cry out feeling your walls slowly stretch around his length, latching onto him like your life depended on it— leaving small scratches against his back which Miguel approved greatly.

“Look at how perfect you fit me.” He cups your face tilting you to your stomach.

The head was protruding from your abdomen, he enjoyed the sight of it feeling him swell up inside you. He gives you a moment to adjust to it before moving, pumping at a medium pace.

Your cries would echo the walls and the sound of skin slapping against each other.

“Tu voz es muy atractiva, mi amor~” (Your voice is very attractive, my love.) He whispers, trailing his tongue down your neck and then leaving a hickey.

He’d cup your ass, slapping it with one hand leaving behind a sizzling mark. Miguel was fucking you so good, your eyes would roll to the back of your head and tears would well up in your eyes.

Still, that stunt he pulled earlier would often reoccur in your mind. Just when you were about to meet your sweet release, he wrenched it away from you.

A lightbulb pops up in your head. Your finger slithers into his hair. Twirling a stranded brown curl around the nape of his neck. Laying a quick kiss on it, before throwing all your body weight at him causing Miguel to lose balance.

The two of you would crash to the ground with a loud thud! Before Miguel would protest you’d immediately silence him with your pointer finger. He looks at you wide-eyed, but it shined with intrigue.

You slot his cock in between your pussy, crying out feeling it fill up your inner walls again. Holding his chin to you while grinding ruthlessly like you were in heat.

He smiles watching you ride him up and down engraving the vision of you in his head. Your hair is disorganized, his love bites pepper across your body, and the sweat glistens on your skin.

He latches his hands on your hips pulling you in to penetrate you deeper making you collapse after a couple of thrusts.

“Fuck.. you.”

“Haha, te encanta…” (Haha, you love it.)

He relentlessly continues to pound against your pussy, increasing his pace over time. Miguel was reaching his end whimpering out random curses in Spanish.

“M-Mierda.. (Fuck) I’m—I’m close.. oh, god.”

Saliva was welling up in your mouth making it hard to speak,

“M’too—“

His cock was pulsating under you, just as he was about to cum. He bares his fangs biting onto you, the venom flows into your body heightening your senses.

Your heart was palpitating, and the pupils in your eyes would dilate. Each thrust would send shockwaves of delicious pleasure sending you to a trance.

You cry out as Miguel’s warm juices would gush out of your core.  The venom in your system started to take effect shutting down the nerves in your body, making you unable to move.

You lay between Miguel’s chest passed out from the toxins and him fucking your brains out.

“Shit, I’ll go get the antidote.”

He panics, laying you on the couch before rushing to the bathroom.

__________

“Does it hurt?”

Miguel gently prods at the bite marks with a cotton pad. But, surprisingly nothing. With the remaining venom, it diluted the pain. Nothing you can’t handle.

“Nope, not really.” His eyebrows turned, giving you the ‘I don’t believe you’ face.

“Miguel.. I’m fine, I swear! Quit fussing.” You sigh, running your hands along his back.

“You are precious to me, I hate to see you hurt.” He redirects your hand to his face, cupping his cheek— intertwining his fingers with yours, massaging away the last remaining numbness in your hands.

“You really need to control when you bite.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it with you.” He coos, pressing a quick kiss on your thumb.

Miguel lets it stay there for a couple of seconds, admiring you with an adoring gaze.

It's as if the warmth of your body is the only thing that keeps him alive. The corner of your lips widen, leaning over; throwing a quick peck on his forehead. 

“Now scootch over,”

He makes a hand gesture telling you to move. You laugh moving to give him some room in the bed. The moment he settles down, you wrap your hands around him suffocating him in a big hug.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, mi tesoro.”

[softhe4rted]

on loneliness jenny slate / japanese breakfast, posing for cars / corinne von lebusa, big glow / dadushin / alejandra pizarnik, tr. me / fka twings, home with you / avocado_ibuprofen / fiona apple, left alone / anne carson, “the anthropology of water”, plainwater / kiki smith, free fall / alejandra pizarnik, diaries

[taranza69]

im a sozoposter now. lamb loves sozo :)

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 84

Amity Park absolutely adores her little ghostling, her little Gatekeeper who was of her own ectoplasm, reborn from her own blood in the center of her new heart. She absolutely adores her baby, practically a newborn, being only a year dead! 

So of course she had to gush and boast about her little phantom to the other city spirits! They all got together to gossip sometimes after all. And both Smallville and Fawcett started to gush about their own little ones back! 

Gosh they should set up a playdate at some point, her little phantom could use some friends in the mortal realm. Well some more friends, three is obviously not enough. Oh, Gotham and Bludhaven have come over as well! It’s a playdate then! 

Now if only each of their world’s timelines were synced up, but at least everyone is around the same age! 

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

Transcript:

I'd like to congratulate you on getting your CPR certification.

Now remember, when you’re going in for compressions, it should sound like somebody is standing behind you with the worlds largest Dorito and cracking it open!

Go in firm and hard and snap as many ribs as you can on the way down, that means you’re doing it right.

You save that life. Good luck.

Or... Or... Or kill them, I don’t fucking care.

Audio source

[thesupernaturalhouse]

Vaggie: Alastor can you watch the eggs their being....eggs and I have to- just take them off my hands

Alastor: ooo i certainly will....

Vaggie:.....in a peaceful manner. Alastor.

Alastor: mmm well that's less fun, also why should I watch them?

Vaggie: well you're going to some meeting and I have to help charlie-

Alastor: didn't she excuse you from your duties for today?

Vaggie:...why would she- why would I ask for that??

Alastor: why, you have to come to this meeting to my dear!

Vaggie: no I dont?? It's an overlord meeting I'm not an overlord-

Alastor: but you are!

Vaggie: if anything charlie should probably be going with you rather then me- what what??

Alastor: I'll explain on the way! *just fucking leaves*

Vaggie: wha- alastor! Alastor I swear to the lord you better explain!

Alastor: hmmm, well you're an overlord my dear I don't think there's anything else TO explain

Vaggie: right...but I'm NOT an overlord??

Alastor: I beg to differ, I knew there was something off about you but couldn't place it until Charlie said something

Vaggie: Charlie- what does- okay you know what? You're insane. I'm going to go talk to Charlie myself!

Alastor grabs her shirt collar like a kitten: ah-ah-ah you have a meeting to attend my dear! It's be bad manners if you skipped it, whoch I suppose you've been skipping them for the past 5 or so years?

Vaggie: No, I haven't! and let go of my you asshole!

Alastor: hmmm no I don't think I will~ come on now! We're already half way there!

Vaggie: ugh, at least tell me how you and xharlie think I'm an overlord- which I'm NOT by the way!

Alastor: well...do you remember that sinner you saved? The one you had a slat with and ended uo teaching self defense?

Vaggie: how do you-....ah, charlie- what does that have to do with anything??

Alastor radio noise of displeasure: well, APPARENTLY they told more demons, you DO remember the large influx of demons who came to you right?

Vaggie: I.....I um....yeah....

Alastor: well they said they owed you 'favors' correct?

Vaggie:....fuck.

Alastor: they gave you their souls until said favor is called upon! You not using it has apparently given you the reputation of a very lenient overlord, a defensive and protective one at that! So more people cane to you, you trianed them in defense and most gave you their souls so you could call upon them for a favor at a time of your choosing!

Vaggie: going through the 5 stages of grief trying to process it all

Alastor: On top of that, the other overlords seem to be threatened by the fact you have so many souls and demons going to you WILLINGLY, you not showing up to meetings and beong little morningstars girlfriend doesnt help that either!So this will be a fun first meeting~

Vaggie: no no no no no nope! Alastor, you let me go right this second! I am not- no! Alastor! Alastor!!!

Zestial: Alastor and...oh the defensive Overlord nice to meet you again nd to finally meet you

Vaggie: ¿¡Quién diablos es esta araña joder!? (Who the hell is this spider fuck!?)

Part 1 | Part 2(here!!) | Part 3

[coquelicoq]

if you're wondering what the big deal is about the louis-philippe sentence in les misérables, it is, in the original french, 760 words long. the subject of the sentence doesn't appear until 95% of the way through, at word #711; the main verb is word #712. the sentence contains 91 commas and 49 semicolons and is almost entirely a list of laudatory adjectival phrases describing the erstwhile king of france. this is perhaps especially notable because les mis is, shall we say, not known for being particularly gung-ho about the monarchy.

this sentence copied and pasted into Word takes up more than one page single-spaced. in the 1800-page folio classique edition, it is fully two and a half of those 1800 pages. that means that les mis is 0.14% this single sentence. more of les mis is made up of this sentence than earth's atmosphere is made up of carbon dioxide (0.04%). if the page count of les mis stayed the same but every sentence was the length of this one, les mis would consist of only 720 sentences total.

incidentally, guess who named hugo a peer of france 17 years before the publication of les mis?

[yazzydream]

I see. That's right.

[my-name-is-apollo]

Dark-haired Apollo

I know everyone likes blonde Apollo, and for good reasons! A lot of poets seemed to have been fond of imagining him with long, beautiful golden hair. But dark-haired Apollo, though quite rare in the poems, also exists and I honestly like that too.

• From the Erythrean paean to Asclepius (which then continues into a paean to king Seleucus):

"Over the libations, sing of Seleucus, son of dark-haired Apollo, whom the god of the golden lyre himself begot..." – (Trans. P.A.LeVen)

> ��υανοπλοκάμου (kyanoplokámou) - dark-haired is used to describe Apollo's hair here.

• From Limenius' paean to Apollo (also known as the second Delphic hymn):

"But you, O god who owns the oracular tripod, come to this ridge of Parnassus where the gods tread, and where divine possession is welcomed. Weave a crown of bay about your wine-dark hair, and drawing with your hand . . . you encountered the monstrous child of Gaia . . ." (Trans. J.G.Landels)

>It was a bit difficult for me to figure what word is used here for his hair because the original Greek text is fragmented and I'm not knowledgeable about the language - I rely on the online translations - so a disclaimer. But from what I've put together, the word used to describe the color of the hair is οἰνῶ̣πα (oinõpa) which translates to "dark", "ruddy complexioned". Also, the same hymn calls Apollo "golden-haired" in the beginning lol.

In Deipnosophists by Athenaeus, a comment is made on the poets' imagination of Apollo's hair vs the painters' preference:

"And you do not either like the poet who spoke of the golden-haired Apollo; for if a painter were to represent the hair of the god as actually golden, and not black, the picture would be all the worse." – (Trans. Charles Burton Gulick)

> according to this, the painters liked to represent Apollo with black (μελαίνας) hair. Or rather that making his golden will make the painting look worse.

And if the Roman paintings and mosaics are any proof, these painters did actually seem to prefer representing Apollo with dark hair.

So yeah, while in the myths he's often called golden-haired, dark-haired Apollo is a more common sight in the paintings.

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

If you could give First Ninja a name? What would it be?

People keep asking me about First Ninja's name, but to be quite honest, I've been really struggling with picking one for him, ever since I decided to try and draw stuff for Torn Pages AU and it only got worse, since I started to ship him with Chase.

Choosing a name is really hard. I kinda wish RC9GN creators gave at least trivia at what his possible name could have been, so I had some place to start. And while I saw a couple of names that fandom seemed to give him, the most popular ones were somewhere along the lines of Satoshi, Satoru - but I really couldn't get behind those, you know? Just not vibing at all. Doesn't sound quite right to me personally.

On a related note, someone in rc9gn tag pointed out that 'Norisu' is not really a proper Japanese surename, but variations of it actually exist! I think they actually settled on 'Norisawa', but I preferred 'Norisugi' - which is a pretty rare last name, but not so rare that I couldn't find a Wiki commons media entry on one Kazu Norisugi - a Japanese government official and educator around 1900s (link). It seemed very appropriate that it belonged to a teacher! And the rarity of the surname, could tie into the lore of Norisugi Clan/Name becoming rare after they left Japan and were pretty much eradicated during their journey. And aside from that, linguistically speaking - over the 800 years 'Norisugi' is more likely to morph and change from 'Norisugi Village' to 'Norrisville', which is a thought I enjoyed very much! ;D

When it comes to first name itself, I've been kinda trying to pick something that is a variation for First or Ninja on Japanese (because I am not very imaginative at all, xD), and it became a list of similar sounding names that I can't decide on, if only because etymology behind the kanji are all so very interesting. And all that information comes from japanese names site i found.

So I decided to share my top 11 picks in poll format, just to gauge's others opinions! ;3 (not that it would really influence my choice in the end, but i just really wanted to make a poll xD)

Names Propoganda underneath or aka kanji meanings that make me unable to choose a name more fitting for First. xD

[Ichi-to] - Kanjis for [Ichi] could contain meanings such as One, Alone, Single, First, Primary, or even Run, Escape, Let Go. [To] has a lot of variations, including Tiger, Fierce, Brave, Soar, Fly, Humanity, Benevolence, Kindness, Samurai, Warrior, Gentleman, Cross, Pass Over, Climb, Ascend, Way, Road, Journey.

[Ichi-ya] - [Ichi] as One, Alone, Single, First, Primary. [Ya] can mean an indication of strong emotions or emphasis, but also can mean Dart, Arrow, Night, Evening, Sun, Sunlight, Positive, and also it could mean eight (8) as in kanji 八 - 8 (which was one of the biggest draws for this name to me, because ya know Ichi 1 + Ya 8 = 9th Norisugi sibling lol).

[Ik-kou] - [I(k)] is usually written with the same kanji 一 as [Ichi] sometimes so the meaning is in similar vein of One, Single, Alone. [Kou] has a lot of meanings, including Light, Radiance, Further, Change, Improve, Happiness, Good Fortune, Luck, Voyage, Sail, Navigation, Public, Official, Prince, Achievement, Merit, Success, Direction, Orientation, Grand, Vast and Respect for Parents/Ancestors.

[Is-sei] - [I(s)] is similar to [I(k)] where its written in kanji 一 that means One, Single, Alone. [Sei] can have meanings such as Pure, Clean, Star, Sincerity, Honesty, Astute, Shrewd, to Become, to Accomplish, to Succeed, Power, Force, Expedition, Conquest, Equality, Uniformness or Life, Essense, Spirit, Holy, Sacred, Vow, Pledge.

[Is-shin] - [I(s)] can be written with similar kanjis with meanings One, Single, Alone, but also First, Primary. [Shin] can mean Humanity, Benevolence, Truth, Reality, Heart, Mind, Spirit, Core, Essense, Center, Extend, Stretch, Faith, Belief, Discretion, Caution, to Advance, to Acend.

[I-tsuki] - [I] can mean One, Single, Alone, First Primary, but also can mean That One and in certain Kanji variations can mean Dependent, Rely on, Trust in or Authority, Power, Dignity. [(Ts)uki] - has a lot of meanings including Moon, Month, Precious, Valuable, Honorable, Rare and Hope.

[Kei-ichi] - [Kei] includes meanings such as Blessing, Favor, Grace, Excellent, Beautiful, Good, Enlightenment, Wisdom, Celebration, Joy, Happiness, Open, Begin but also Jade Tablet, Square Jewel (which really made me snort, because of First's square lil face lol). And [Ichi] as One, Alone, Single, First, Primary.

[Kou-k-ichi] - [Kou(k)] can have such meanings as Like, Fond of, Respect for Parents and Ancestors, Good luck, Fortune, Constant, Always, Cultivate, Prosperity, Success, Smooth Sailing, Light, Radiance, Public, Official, Prince, Achievement, Merit, Success, Direction, Orientation, Grand, Vast, Work, Sky, Brilliance, Brightess, Further, Change, Improve, Armour, First (in a sequence of items), Consider, Think, Navigation, Sail, Voyage and many more. The second part of the name is actually traditionally written ine one specific kanji 吉 that has a meaning of Good Luck, Fortune, Auspiciousness.

(and now to obvious Ninja variations lol)

[Nintoku] - seems like a rare name, with only 1 variation that I found so far. First Kanji 仁 - means Humanity, Benevolence, Kindness and Second 徳 means Virtue, Morality, Goodness.

[Nin-ga] - 仁雅 [ninga]- variation is considered a Classical Zen/Bushido name, where first part 仁 [nin] - means Humanity, Benevolence, Kindness and Second 雅 [ga] means Elegance, Refinement and Grace. 2nd variation 忍我 [ninga] means 忍 [nin] - Endure, Bear, Persevere, Conceal, Hide, Sneak and Second 我[ga] means Ego, Self, I.

[Nin'Ya] - is another rare, with only 1 variation of 忍也 [Nin'Ya] consisting of 忍 [nin] - Endure, Bear, Persevere, Conceal, Hide, Sneak and 也 [ya] that means Also, Too, Likewise.

I admit, Nin'Ya is probably the weakest (more jokey lol) choice in this line up, but i just couldn't resist the idea of calling First Ninja, Nin'ya in my head, in that stupid voice like in that goddamn meme "Opennenyoor" xD

(You can find all the names here on Japanese Names, if you want more information btw. )

If you notice, in general I liked the idea of having One, in some form in his name, which not only adresses his eventual modern nickname 'First' but also because it would be like a prediction of his dark future - that he would be left as a solitary survivor of Norisugi Clan. AND a third secret meaning - is that he is the One - the Primary concern of his siblings. Which leads to other meanings I enjoy for various reasons - like Blessing, Hope or Prince to reflect on how he is a cherished youngest sibling (basically an youngest heir) of other 8, born as a blessing during time of turmoil. Journey, Sail, Voyage to refer to his life-long hunt for Sorcerer which would take him over land and sea (and I headcanon that he enjoys sailing). A lot more traits and characteristics like Brave, Kind, Benevolent, Shrewd and etc, to reflect how smart and resilient he had to become in order to survive. A lot of references to Mind, Spirit, Core, Essence and to Ascend, Change, Persevere are about his eventual ascension into Higher Spiritual state in Ninjanomicon. There are also several obvious ones, like Warrior, Samurai or even Work and School somewhere in the long lists.

But yes, this is basically my dilemma. I still have no solid single idea, but so far its all I've got in choice department lol. I would not mind some opinions or ideas or just thoughts about names I guess, if you have any, so feel free to drop them on the post or in asks btw. ✌️

[torontofetish]

i was surprised these little guys weren't translated on the hetarchive so i did them myself since i can't stop thinking about it. sorry i have no idea if they've been translated anywhere else, i haven't been here in 13 years 💔

[thistledropkick]

The poster reads "This summer, instead of college credits, I want you. I'll be waiting, in Ryogoku" And at the bottom it says "Masada Takeshi - college student wrestler"

Masada's tweet says

"I'm real sorry! But I'd actually rather have the college credits."

Despe: "ahhh I'm feeling so attacked right nowwww"

Masada:

"I'm embarrassed to admit it but , , My priority really is earning college credits , , ,"

Despe:

"But four years of college should be enough

I'm doing just fine with about half a year"

Masada:

"That was my plan too but, well, I'm already a 4th year student, I'm running out of time, and I'm stressing out lol"

Despe:

". . . . there's still the second semester! You've got time!"

Masada:

"Am I gonna have to get as many credits as possible in the second semester too? 🤮🤮"

Chris:

"He's our enemy right now, so quit being disloyal and stop flirting with this man"

Masada:

"ah , , ! , ! , !"

[harbingersecho]

Deja's outfit for the Palla Grande

[beaulesbian]

One Piece ep. 985 + 986 || Luffy & Zoro + creating a havoc on Onigashima

[meatiors]

Foxes lineup but somethings a bit different 🤔

[ask2ps]

I love 2p japan

CHINA: 日本さえ恋がしたいということ、考えられないことではないねぇ。(It’s not unthinkable that even Japan would want love, right?)

JAPAN: 闭嘴。(Shut up.)