my name is my nickname

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I make Steve’s (and Bucky’s, but mostly Steve’s) shoulders ridiculously big, but I think I like how it looks in this style, so. Also, thin waists. Ridiculous, I tells ye.

I didn’t want to make Tony too smol compared to the supersoldiers, but I think I didn’t succeed very well.

psa for the yoi fandom: russian names & how to use them

Russian guides: masterpost | patronyms | terms of affection | answered asks

I’m going to start by swearing this isn’t me just complaining but a general resource for the Yuri on Ice fandom because I’ve noticed some mistakes in the naming conventions used among the fandom and want to help correct them. Especially in how the fandom treats diminutives. I absolutely love seeing the huge amount of interest in Russian diminutives, etc. in fanart and fics and hopefully this breakdown will help continue that trend and interest and even spur some more ideas in fandom content.

So let’s go through some important details below the cut!

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(Here have a silly comic sketch :U)

This is Pebble “No one messes with my krantt or I headbutt them” Ryder-Ama Darav.

Alternatively: Chapter Three of Why Evfra Thinks Ryder Should Watch Her Offspring Better

Bonus:

i love lying to cis ppl abt the origin of milo as a “”nickname”” for me.. y’know milo james thatch? from the 2001 disney classic atlantis: the lost empire? the geek w/ the huge glasses who ends up essentially discovering atlantis then falling in love w/ a princess? that’s me (i wear huge ass glasses and am a geek who fell in love w/ a princess)

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Here’s Avi, Enosh’s boyfriend!!!! (their relationship is secret but they always get walked on LMAO)
he’s a pretty boy and the son of the village’s rabbi but doesn’t care about his responsibilities, he just wants to play n nap all day long……..

[Ficlet] Nicknames
Pairing: Dazai/Atsushi


“A what?” Atsushi slowly lowered the cup he’d brought to his lips.

Nickname, Atsushi-kun! Nicknames!” Dazai said, happily clapping his hands together and looking at Atsushi with an expectant gleam in his eyes.

“Ah,” Atsushi put down his coffee and picked up his pen again. Hopefully Dazai would leave it alone should he pretend to be busy with this report – which he was – but Dazai only leaned down further, practically hanging over Atsushi where he sat by his desk, innocently performing his duties at the Agency.

“Well, Atsushi-kun? Well?” Dazai pressed on, his tone of voice could only be described as giddy.

Atsushi’s shoulders lowered as he sighed and looked up at the other man. “Honestly, Dazai-san, I don’t really see any need for us to have nicknames for each other.”

Dazai made a sound, sounding vaguely offended, and dramatically put his hand over his heart.

“Atsushi-kun! I’m hurt! A nickname is an important pillar of any relationship!” Here he grabbed Atsushi’s hands to hold them against his chest instead, Atsushi still holding his pen in a loose grip. “Especially since I can’t make you stop with the honorific, these things are super important!”

Atsushi blinked owlishly, for the moment swayed by Dazai’s – dubiously authentic – performance while being relieved they were alone at the office at the same time.

“They are?”

Dazai nodded, encouraged by Atsushi considering the idea he grabbed a chair and sat down, leaning his elbows on the desk while still holding the other’s hands.

“Yes! We’ve been dating for – ah, three months now-“ Dazai stopped and smiled softly at him, Atsushi gave a small smile back, “- and I think we need to take this a step further.”

F-Further? You mean-?”

“Yes, nicknames! So, I’ll go first.”

“Dazai-san, I’m not sure this is necessary-“

“Kitten.”

Atsushi blinked, then frowned. “What?”

“Darling, honey, cutie pie,” Dazai kept listing names. Atsushi could feel a headache coming. He dragged his hand over his eyes and groaned.

“You’re not making any sense.”

Hmm,” Dazai made that offended noise again and Atsushi felt him taking his other hand – maybe to once again bring it to his chest and proclaim about the foundations of a functioning relationship. Atsushi peeked through his fingers and watched as Dazai elegantly held Atsushi’s hand in front of his own lips. He blew warm air over the skin, and something inside of Atsushi’s stomach fluttered.

Dazai dragged his lower lip over Atsushi’s fingers and then met his eyes. They seemed deep and warm in the sharp light of the afternoon sun.

“Sweetheart.”

The butterflies in Atsushi’s stomach turner sharper, he might’ve made a sound because Dazai’s gentle smile crooked; became smug. He leaned closer, close enough for Atsushi to catch the faint fragrance of tea and cologne over the beating of his heart that’d escalated quickly.

“Umm…”

“You like that?” Dazai’s voice sounded smooth despite his smile, his eyes twinkled. “Sweetheart?”

A furious blush stretched against his cheeks, Atsushi could feel it. The more it grew the bigger the grin on Dazai’s face widened, and Atsushi felt a strange feeling of losing – what he didn’t know, only that it frustrated him. He tried for a response but could only sputter helplessly.

Dazai chuckled and released his hand. “So that’s it, huh?” He said victoriously.

Atsushi jerked his head up and took hold of Dazai’s hands in a poor imitation of Dazai’s earlier actions. Heart in his mouth Atsushi said with a slightly squeaky but serious voice:

“My love.”

Dazai froze. He looked from their intertwined hands up to Atsushi’s determined face. Unblinking, he opened his mouth, then closed it.

“Well,” Dazai rasped and tried clearing his throat, “that’s it then.”

He got up, strange expression on his face, and then walked towards the exit.

“Dazai? Where are you going?” Kunikida met him in the door, looking up from his bunt of papers at Dazai’s retreating back.

“Oh, nothing. Just going to question the meaning of life!” Dazai answered, his laughter stiff.

What?” Kunikida yelled after him. He turned his head and stared hard at Atsushi. “What happened!?”

Then he stopped and, stupefied, looked down at his papers, “and why am I even acting surprised?

Atsushi groaned and hit his head on the desk.

I know I always say my favourite character is Alix, but the truth is my actual ACTUAL SECRET FAVOURITE CHARACTER has no name, about 0.1 seconds screentime, and is probably long dead

And now for no particular reason, a list unpopular names that need to be more popular as well as words I think would make great names but aren’t, or at least haven’t been used as names enough for anyone who has them to not get questions about how dorky or pretentious they and their parents are. Bolding the latter to make them easier to spot for anyone looking to add their two cents on whether these deserve to be names or not, or whether you disagree on which genders they would work best with.

Feel free to expand upon this list.

Ace (gender neutral)

Adalira
Adelaide
Adeline (“LINE” not “LYN”)

Aelia

Aelita

Aeolia

Aisha
Alaska (gender neutral, Aly as a female nickname)
Alchemy (female, Aly as a nickname)
Alpha (gender neutral)

Alyeska (female, Aly as a nickname)
Amari
Amarilla
Amery
Amory
Andromeda
Anemone
Anette
Anice

Anila

Anitra
Anona
Aphrodite
Apollo
Aponi
Aqua
Aquamarine
Aquila (female)
Araceli
Arctic (female)
Argent (gender neutral)
Aria
Ariadne
Arizona (gender neutral)
Arlette

Arstelle
Artemis
Artisan (gender neutral, Zan as a nickname)

Asahi
Ash/Ashes (male or female, on their own or as nicknames for Ashley or similar names)
Ashanti
Ashi
Ashia
Ashni
Aster (gender neutral)
Astra
Astraea
Astrid
Astronomy (female)
Athena
Aubrey (gender neutral)
Auburn (gender neutral)
Aura
Aurelia
Aurora
Autumn
Avani
Axis (gender neutral)
Azalea
Azure

Azurine (female)

Bluebell (female)
Bluejay (gender neutral)

Canary
Caster (gender neutral)
Chell(e)/Chelley (pronounced “CH” not “SH” on it’s own or as a nickname for names like Chelsea, Rachel, or Michelle)
Chemistry (female)
Cherry (female)
Cherry-Blossom (female)
Chickadee (female)
Chloe
Cho (gender neutral)
Chrysalis (female)
Cleopatra
Clover
Copper (gender neutral)

Cora
Cosmic (gender neutral)
Cosmos (male)
Cyan (gender neutral first name or as a surname)
Daphne
Deyanira (Nira for short)
Dragon (as a male first name, female nickname, or a surname)
Dragonfly (female first name, Dragon for short)

Eagle (male)
Ebony
Electric (male, Rick as a nickname)
Electricity (female, Tris as a nickname)
Elvi
Ember

Emeleen
Emeline

Emelyn
Emerald
Emery
Eris
Esther
Estrella
Evening (female, Eve for short)
Falcon (male)

Faline
Fauna
Fawn

Fay(e)line

Felicia
Fiery (female)
Fire (gender neutral)
Firebird (female)
Firefly (female)
Forest (gender neutral)
Fox (gender neutral)
Fuchsia
Galaxy (female)
Gemini (gender neutral)
Genevra
Ginger
Hawaii (female)
Hawk (male)
Honey (female)
Hoshi (gender neutral)
Idalia
Imogen
Inanna
Indigo (female)
Indira
Indy/Indie/Indiana (gender neutral)

Ilena

Iria
Iris
Irony (female)
Isis (thanks for ruining it terrorists!)
Ivory
Ivy
Jade
Jasmine

Irina

Ivina

Jericho

Jinora
Jupiter (female, Mila Kunis and Makoto Kino wore it way better than the king of the gods)
Kalani (female)

Kira
Kitsune (as a female first name or surname)
Kokiri/Kiri/Koki (female first name)
Kori
Korra

Laria

Laser (gender neutral on its own or as a nickname for Lazarus)
Lava (female)
Lavender
Laz (as a nickname for Lazarus)

Leia
Leona

Leila

Leora

Levi

Levia

Liberty (female, Libby for short)
Libra (female, Libby for short)
Lightning (gender neutral)
Lilac

Lilybell

Lina
Link
Lion (male)

Lioness (female)

Livia
Lynx (gender neutral)
Lyra
Mace (male)
Madeline (“LINE” not “LYN”)
Magic (female)

Magenta (female)
Mahogany (female)
Margo(t)
Marigold
Marisol

Meadow
Melancholy (female)
Midna
Midnight (female)
Mina
Minerva
Ming
Mint/Minty (female)
Mira

Morning Glory (female)

Mouse (female)
Muse (female)
Music (female)
Mystery (female)

Naava
Naiad (female)
Nasa (female)
Nature (female)
Nebula
Neko (gender neutral)
Nella

Neomia

Neon (gender neutral)
Nessie (female)
Nexus (female, Nex as a nickname)
Night (gender neutral)
Nimbus (gender neutral)
Nina
Nisha

Noir

Noira (female, pronounced “nor”)

Noiranne (female, pronounced “nor”)

Noireen (female, pronounced as either “nwar” or “nor”)

Noirella (female, pronounced “nwar”)

Noirelle(female, pronounced “nwar”)

Noirette(female, pronounced as either “nwar” or “nor”)

Noiria (female, pronounced as either “nwar” or “nor”)

Noirianne (female, pronounced as either “nwar”)

Noirina  (female, pronounced as either “nwar”)

Nora
Nova (female)
Nubia
Nymph (female)
Ocean (female)
Ocelot (gender neutral)
Octave (male)
Octavia

Olympia

Opal

Opaline
Ophelia

Orana

Orchid
Orion

Padme

Pegasus (gender neutral)
Pepper (female)
Peppermint (female)
Persephone
Phoenix (gender neutral, with Nick, Nikki, and Nix as nicknames)
Pixie (female)
Pizazz (female, Zaz/Zazz/Zazzy as nicknames)
Polaris (female)
Poppy
Raav (male)
Raava (female)
Rabbit (gender neutral)
Rav (gender neutral)
Ravee
Ravi (gender neutral)

Ravindira (female, combination of “Rav/Ravi” which means “sun” and “Indira” which means “beauty” to create “Beautiful Sun”
Ravindra (gender neutral)

Rayette
Red (gender neutral)
Redwood (male)
Ree/Ri/Rie (female)

Ren

Reylia

Rock (male)
Rocket (gender neutral)
Rockette
Rouge

Runa

Saber (as a male first name or as a nickname for Sabrina)
Saria
Science (gender neutral)
Scorpion (male)
Scorpius (male)
Seabreeze (female)
Seashell (female)
Secret (female)
Selkie (female)
Seven (female)
Shanti
Shayera
Shiri
Shiva (female)
Siren (female, Ren as a nickname)

Sitara
Snake (male)
Snapdragon (as a female first name or surname)
Snow (female)

Solina
Space (gender neutral)
Spacey (female)
Starla
Starlight (female)

Solina

Soline

Starshine (female first name or surname)
Sterling (male)
Stone (male)
Storm (male)
Stormy (female)
Sugar (female)
Sun (gender neutral)
Sunbeam (female)
Sunflower (female)
Sunshine (female)
Swan (female)
Teal (gender neutral)
Thunder (male)
Tigerlily
Tippi
Topaz (gender neutral first name or surname)
Turquoise (female)
Twilight (female)
V (gender neutral)
Valentine (as a gender neutral first name, it’s already loved as a surname)
Vanilla (female, Nilla as a nickname)
Vee (female)

Venita
Vi (female)

Vina
Violin (female)
Vix (gender neutral)
Vixen
Vixi (female)
Volcano (male)
Vortex (gender neutral)
Wolf (male)
Xan (gender neutral, on its own or as a nickname for Xander or Alexander/Alexandria)
Xander
Xenia
Zaira
Zan (on its own or as a nickname)
Zarzuela (female)
Zee (gender neutral)
Zelda
Zero (gender neutral)
Zeta (female)
Zeus

Zo-Anne/ZoAnne/Zoanne
Zuko

Apparently I really like names that start with “A”.

Sterek A-Z Challenge: one word prompts

Week 14: N - No

The thud of the bass rattled Stiles’ bones as he approached the sketchy club. He’d taken a cab from his and Derek’s apartment as instructed because Derek hadn’t wanted him wandering around the city so late at night by himself, and Stiles actually agreed. New York was nothing like Beacon Hills.

Sure, there was chaos, murder, and mayhem, but of a completely different nature. The supernatural, Stiles could handle, but human…

His third week in the city, Stiles had been mugged. Derek had been furious with him.

It wasn’t a fair representation of the city. New York was great, and so were the people. The city was surprisingly high on the list of safe major cities as opposed to how it was portrayed in the media and Hollywood, but Stiles had been so used to knowing what goes bump in the night, that he had completely forgotten humans could be just a vicious and cruel as any supposed mythical creature.

So, Stiles now cabbed everywhere he went, usually. Of course, the next time he’d ignored Derek’s mild request to take cabs or wait for Derek to pick him up, Stiles was kidnapped by a grief-stricken, slighted werewolf hell bent on revenge against Laura Hale.

Stiles shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his red straight cut jeans that he wore with one of Derek’s sweaters. Not a club outfit, but Stiles wasn’t at the club to party. He was there to listen to Derek DJ his first gig, or whatever it was called. He bypassed the growing line and walked straight up to the big burly bouncer dude holding a clipboard.

“Sup, dude,” Stiles said. He flashed a grin of false confidence as he rocked forward on the balls of his feet. “I’m on the guest list. Stiles Stilinski.”

The bouncer eyed him and snorted before he consulted the clipboard. “Sure. ID,” he said.

“Oh, yeah. Sure.” Stiles fumbled for his wallet, nearly dropping his license when he pulled it out. It was brand new and still glossy. His license had expired a few months ago, and he’d had to renew it in New York. “Here ya go. I’m totally underage. Not trying to sneak in to drink. Just here for the music.”

The bouncer checked his ID, eyes darting between Stiles and his grinning picture, then back down to the guest list. “Sorry, kid. Can’t let you in.”

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Now There’s Your Pickup Line

Sterek, 2K, T

AU, First Kiss, New Year’s Eve

Prompted from the screenshot of that cop on Tinder with the bio: “Ever shouted Fuck the Police? Well, here’s your chance.”


Derek shut the door behind him with a sigh and sat down on the floor, stretching his legs out in front of him. He hated parties, and he was pissed that Laura had dragged him to the New Year’s Eve one she was hosting at her apartment. She did a really good guilt trip, though, so Derek was there. And now, he was curious how long it would take her to realize that he was hiding in her closet. He was hoping for at least a 20-minute break away from the endless small talk.

He pulled out his phone and swiped idly through the app screens, hovering his thumb over the little flame icon. Laura had created a Tinder account for him a few weeks ago—very much against his wishes—but he’d only been on it a couple times, and he’d never swiped right for anyone. He’d never really done the online dating thing; it just hadn’t really appealed to him. It seemed to encourage quick decisions based just on someone’s looks, and well…Derek had enough of that already.

He was bored, though, so he opened the app and immediately swiped left, wincing at the cheesy shirtless mirror shot of the first guy that popped up. Derek swiped left again, for a girl whose bio just said NO DRAMA, and then couldn’t hold in the little snort at the bio of the next guy. “Ever shouted Fuck the Police? Well, here’s your chance.

Derek’s gaze drifted up to the photo, and he swallowed hard. This guy, Stiles, what kind of name was that, was seriously attractive. He was really working the cop uniform in the first photo, all broad smile and bright eyes. Probably taken at the pride parade, if the crowd behind him and the rainbow flag were any indication.

Derek swiped through the rest of the pictures—one of him with a dog, one of him shirtless on a beach, one of him playing what looked like a pickup baseball game—and audibly exhaled. He was definitely Derek’s type, tall and lean with broad shoulders. Before he could talk himself out of it, he swiped right. The app notified him of a match, and Derek couldn’t stop the little inward preen at the thought of this guy swiping right on him, too.

He ran with this foreign streak of courage and tapped the message button.

That is the worst pick-up line I’ve ever heard.

Derek had no idea what the typical messaging etiquette was on Tinder, but Stiles replied just a minute later.

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okay so I was going through some old stuff and I found this book from a series called “Amy Hodgepodge” that I bought around 2009 or 2010

and I vaguely remembered something special about it so I opened it up and

(it’s a bit hard to read, so here’s the part that I mainly want to focus on: “I laughed, knowing she was only kidding. Lola has a great sense of humor. She’s the one who came up with my nickname: Amy Hodgepodge. My real name is Amy Hodges. But when Lola found out that I’m African American, White, Japanese, and Korean, she said my name should be Amy Hodgepodge. Lola and her twin brother, Cole, are mixed-race, too. So are some of my other friends. But Lola says nobody is as mixed as me!”)

This girl is African American, white, Japanese, AND Korean.

I remembered how weird being both Vietnamese and white was for me when I was little. I didn’t know any other part Asian, part white kids (and I specify Asian because I did know one or two kids that were part black, but I didn’t talk with them that much), and I had never read about anyone like me in any of the books I had ever read… until these.

Curious to learn more about the series, I decided to Google it. This is the home page of amyhodgepodge.com:

“Some kids were mean and teased me about looking different, which really made me sad.”

These kids books just briefly tackled racism without actually saying the word “racism” or “racist”.

Interested, I began to go through the website and went to the characters page:

The text is pretty small, so if for some reason if you can’t zoom in or anything like that, here’s what I want to emphasize:

  • Lola and Cole (twins) are part African American, part Irish-American.
  • Maya is pretty much white, but she’s Italian-American and Irish-American.
  • Pia’s mother is white and her father is Chinese-American.
  • Jesse is half Puerto Rican and half African American.
  • Rusty is Hispanic, Native American, and white.

The authors of these books didn’t put a single white child in the group (with the exception of Maya).

But apparently, racial diversity is too hard for people who are 100% white.