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conkreetmonkey · 6 months

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Splatoon 3 is wild because imagine if you were living in Japan due to a recent economic and cultural boom, and suddenly a space shuttle with a mutant house-sized T-rex riding it suddenly burst from the center of Mt. Fuji and disappeared into space without explanation, and all you ever find out about what the fuck that was about is that Zuckerburg mysteriously disappeared the same day and was never seen again, but still "officially" ran Meta through an open secret Queen-Elizabeth-being-in-good-health gaslighting campaign, and everybody kind of suspected he may have been connected but never figured out anything conclusive.

Also the T-rex is now orbiting the earth in the fetal position like the guy from Jojo, and there are rumors of a substance that, if touched, turns you into a half-dinosaur monster. Nobody understands any of this but Meta employees just keep going to work and pretending Zuck still exists. The same 12 prerecorded voicelines constantly squak from the PA system.

Oddly, the statue in front of Meta HQ of a T-rex eating a human changes overnight into one of a giant human eating a tiny T-rex. Nobody noticed the switch, despite the statue being in a constantly bustling area. It happened shortly after the shuttle incident.

Jack Black's tiny clone, Lil' Jack, now wears a headset at all times and has been acting really shady since the incident. Also they're both hyperintelligent, immortal velociraptors found in an ancient cryogenic chamber who spend their days judging college football and eating the legally harvested flesh of hillbillies. Lil' Jack is probably plotting to kill Big Jack, but Big Jack doesn't seem to care, growing fat and lazy, sleeping on public benches in a bed of throw pillows. Also, he's very open about the fact that, as a velociraptor, humans look delicious, but he hasn't actually eaten anybody aside from the aforementioned hillbillies because he's civil.

Everyone is just expected to move on with their lives after this. This is normal to you.

The local art school was recently attacked by giant sea serpents, which were actually hideously bioengineered hillbillies, fulfilling a biblical doomsday prophecy, and they were driven back by Meta's army of minimum wage, part time child soldiers armed with warcrimey jury-rigged weaponry. The sea serpents had giant frying pans grafted into their mouths, which launched primitive tactical nukes made by filling garbage bags with their explosive blood. They still exist, and occasionally defend their comrades, but spend most of their time in the deep sea.

The local homeless emo twink everyone's attracted to is a closet millionaire who sells bootleg clothing in exchange for live rats, which he messily devours behind closed doors. He's also 8 feet tall and British and only has one eye.

North Korean refugees now flood the western world, after a greasy 14 year old hipster, under the guidance of Ariana Grande and Taylor Swift, beat Kim Jong Un in a mech battle, and the EDM remix of the Japanese national anthem they performed caused like half the soldiers to immediately realize North Korea sucks ass and defect. One of these individuals, 7 foot tall hypergenius, becomes a newscaster alongside a nepo baby rapper with dwarfism who likes to eat entire jars of mayo, and also they're a popular band. Also also, they may or may not be gay. Almost the entire population is gay, so this isn't a huge deal.

The new local newscasters are a famous Japanese lion tamer, an Indian girl with a bloodline trait allowing her to control snakes, and a Brazillian man the size of a smart car who exclusively communicates via grunts.

Gods, souls and zombies are objectively real, and you're effectively immortal because real-life respawning was invented a while ago. It works like a Keurig, but with mucus instead of coffee. Submersion in water kills you.

A good deal of the population is a hivemind. They pretend to be individuals for no reason.

Almost all men are now femboys.

Despite all this, you still have to go to work at 9 tomorrow.

#splatoon 3 #splatoon #splatoon fandom #splatpost #splatposting #splatoon lore #mr. grizz #new agent 3 #neo agent 3 #return of the mammalians

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teecupangel · 4 months

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Haven’t seen someone suggest this yet. Velociraptor!Desmond. Ancient or modern, either works. Or he’s immortal. But I can just imagine the chaos that a velociraptor in the AC universe would bring. And make it Desmond, even more so.

Then there’s also the idea of whichever Assassins were around in 1924 (when velociraptors were officially categorized) being super confused about why ancient art in Masyaf and works by Leonardo DaVinci seem to depict this dinosaur that was just discovered. Insert 1920’s version of Shaun setting up a conspiracy board.

I had to make this meme…

The funny thing is… raptors are the size of a turkey so I’m just imagining Ratonhnhaké:ton returning to the homestead one day to find the Assassin turkey has made a friend.

Because of his actual size, he can be quite stealthy, making him a good Assassin companion. He also has a big appetite for meat and Leonardo found it fascinating to read an entire page dedicated to the ‘care’ of the creature Altaïr called ‘Desmond’.

Calling it ‘care’ is misleading because it was filled with observations and some complaints of Desmond’s habits, including how he liked to sleep on newly dried laundry.

Leonardo believes Ezio’s Desmond is a ‘descendant’ of Altaïr’s Desmond and paints him. He also wonders how they reproduce considering they are no records of Altaïr’s Desmond having any mate.

And that’s how Leonardo theorizes that Desmonds reproduces all by itself.

That’s right.

‘Desmond’ isn’t Desmond’s name.

‘Desmond’ is the name of the type of creature Desmond is.

Desmond turning into a raptor meant that velociraptors in AC world are now called…

“Desmonds”

No one is more embarrassed by this than Desmond.

But it’s not like he can tell anyone about it.

He was immortal but any time he tried to write by drawing on the ground, it’s just pure gibberish.

But hey…

He is now the ‘model’ of Leonardo’s greatest work titled “Desmond”.

The fact that the art world are actually still debating if Mona Lisa or Desmond is the far superior Da Vinci work only serves to make him all the more embarrassed.

Shaun isn’t helping at all because he keeps researching about Desmonds, all in the hopes of finding another Desmond for… Desmond.

Desmond’s head hurts from all the other Desmonds he had to hear every day.

Immortality truly has its downside.

#desmond is turned into a creature subgenre #is this crack?#this feels like crack #sorry not sorry XD #assassin's creed #desmond miles #ask and answer #fic idea: assassin's creed #teecup writes/has a plot

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myers-meadow · 1 year

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Otis Driftwood x reader: Sweet thing/forgotten hot cocoa

Title: Sweet thing/forgotten hot cocoa

Pairing: Otis B. Driftwood x fem reader

Summary: You're enamoured by him, by the kind white-haired stranger who's making you a mug of hot cocao in the kitchen after you had car trouble. And Otis is more than flattered, as he takes full advantage of your sweetness. However, he has some surprises for you - and at the end of the night you're entirely and irrevocably his.

Warnings: Mild blood and gore. Mild smut. Enthousiastic consent to dub-con/non-con, reader is still into it.

Wordcount: 2925

This is inspired by conversations with @immortal-velociraptor, who endlessly encourages and inspires me - and a million daydreams later, I finally wrote this down. I hope you're able to enjoy this fic as much as I do <3. Feedback and reblogs make me so happy, thank you for reading!

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“Ain’t you a sweet thing?” Otis said, drawing the words out with his southern twang as his hand curled around the back of my neck. He was rough in all the ways I liked, and beautiful in the dim lighting of the kitchen. A smug grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as he caught the breathy gasp as he pressed his fingers into my scalp, pulling me in closer. It was unbelievable; a man this beautiful, this well-spoken, to be into me… Our lips met, he was even rougher than I expected, teeth clashing until we found a rhythm.

“And you’re even honest, huh?” he mumbled, pulling my head back by the hair, to look at me with blown pupils. A finger from his free hand touched my face, as I clung on to his shoulders for balance. Tracing my nose, then from acne scar to acne scar.

“Why would I not be?” I asked, still breathless from the kiss. He chuckled as an answer and pressed me close to him once more. Devoured me as if I was the whipped cream on those mugs of hot cocoa sitting forgotten on the table, and he was determined not to let the cream melt.

Even though he wasn’t taller than me by terribly much, the way I arched up to him made me ache with that primal sense of belonging. Of belonging to him. Something that made me so needy it disgusted it me with shame – yet I could kiss him for hours. Even as he tasted of cigarettes and he kissed rough. Even as teeth no longer clashed, he consumed me. Nipping at my lips, his scruff scratching my skin, and the fingers that dug into the back of my neck pulling me ever closer to him. Two open mouths.

He pulled me back for a breather again, just to look at me; all out of balance, all out of breath. Of course he was just some stranger who wanted to be ‘repaid’ for helping a traveller out with car trouble – but he’d been so kind. Was I naïve? Undoubtedly. But was I not allowed to? To, for once in my life, be a bit of a hedonist?

Letting a strand of his hair coil around my finger, before tugging gently, I said: “You taste good.”

“Yeah? You want more of me? Ach, look at you, can’t get enough of ol’ Otis, hmm?”

I chuckled, but it was true. Perhaps feeling too romantic, as I answered him. “Could do this for hours.”

He let his voice drop lower in tone, pressing his lips against my temple, breathing in deep, “Let’s go upstairs then. No one to disturb us there.”

His room, dark and no doubt messy, but mostly dark. It smelled of him, of man and copper and vaguely of the way his clothes smelled like cigarettes. Once the door clicked shut, he had me pressed against the pleasantly cool wood and his lips on mine.

“God, can barely wait,” he breathed, as he nipped my lip. To avoid the sharpest of the tug, I moved my head towards him, but he pushed me back with a hand around my throat. I hissed at the sting. “Am I too rough for ya, sweetheart? You’d rather I be gentler?”

He wasn’t looking for an answer, and kissed me instead, nudging his knee in between mine. My body, instinctively, sought friction against it, and he pressed himself so far into me that it was almost uncomfortable. He was only encouraged by my increasingly rough tugging at his hair. His breathing grew heavier, and I whined as my hips bucked into him. Didn’t have to see him to feel him smile into the kiss, pleased with what he did to me with such ease. Growing bored with my bottom lip, he moved on to my ear, hot breath heating me, teeth scraping my neck. This passion, this intensity was unlike anything I experienced before. He wasn’t afraid to hurt me, knowing he made me feel much, much better. And because of that, it freed me to do the same. To let go, no holding back. To tug at him, to bite, to draw a little blood. To devour. To forget myself and to lose my day-time version of myself.

Whenever I pulled away, his beautiful, strange eyes stared back at me, crinkling at the corners with crow’s feet, and him smiling like that was all the reassurance I needed. He was enjoying this – enjoying me. His intensity resembled impatience and that realisation sent shocks of need to my lower belly.

Halting our kiss, I greedily sucked in air.

“You notice anything strange, sweet thing? About all of this?”

“What do you mean?”

At that he grinned; the grin of a cruel animal, knowing it’s closing in on its prey. “No, it’s fine. But you may be a little more careful next time, before entering someone’s room just like that. Did you pay any attention to your surroundings at all?”

Frowning, I shook my head in confusion, still looking up at him, the glint of his amber eyes mesmerising in the dim moonlight from the window.

He chuckled aloud now, shaking his head at me. “No, you didn’t. You only got eyes for me. How adorable.”

I thought that was that, and reached up to pull him to me, to taste him again. He tsk’ed at me and pulled away.

“Even with a warning like that- sweet, naïve thing.” His tone worried me, it was more than just that bad boy type danger, more than just cigarettes and whiskey and an old truck and grease and dirt under the nails. Pressing his lips to my forehead, he whispered; “why don’t you look around?” and flipped the light switch.

And looking around him halted the breath in my lungs. Blood. Gore. A person on the floor, spilling blood that hadn’t even dried yet on the wooden floorboards. Another, on the bed, half of him on the floor, dead eyed stare to some place next to me.

He chuckled as I stiffened against him. Unable to speak, a scream never came.

“Shh, shh,” he said, pressing me close enough that it became harder and more awkward to find enough of a grip on him to push him away. “You’re a smart girl, and all I want of you now, is that you’re just as sweet as you were a minute ago. Can you do that?”

When I didn’t answer, he gripped me by the throat, slamming me against the door, painfully so. His eyes were wild.

“What’s the matter, don’t like me anymore?” he mocked.

Before I properly shook my head, he tightened his grip so severely, I knew I stood no chance.

“Alright,” he said, loosening his grip, enjoying my harboured breathing and pleading look, “I’ll tell you a secret.” His finger tapped my cheek. “I like you, and as of right now, I have no plans to hurt you. But I like you sweet and moaning, so you better show me sweet. And if there is no sweet, it’ll be sour. Got it?”

I nodded, still barely catching my breath. With great relief, he moved his hand away from my neck, and held both of mine with his, intertwining our fingers.

“I’m not a patient man,” he warned.

Knowing Otis meant his warnings, I leaned up and pecked him on the lips. This is unreal. My body shook with what it had seen. Yet nothing hurts. Not me.

“Is that all you got? I think you were a lot nicer just a moment ago.”

Closing my eyes and trying my damnest to ban the images from my mind, I kissed him again. Self-preservation. Relaxing my lips, my body, leaning into him. He moved my hands to his shoulders and I held on to him. This time, he held back – a test. Almost no response from him as I leaned into him. In comparison to before, it was like kissing a wall. When at last he parted his lips and let me nip at him, pull him down to me, and it felt like I won him over. And the reward was a dreamy kiss – so good I wish my first ever kiss were anything like this. The softness contrasting to the violence of him. Even without the teeth, without his stinging edge, kissing him was all sparks and heat. I was gasping for air again, and as I pulled away for a breather, he livened up again, forcing his tongue between my lips, not allowing me to pull away. The knee dug in between my thighs to reawaken what warmth had been there shortly before – had me whining softly.

“That’s more like it. Knew you were a good girl.”

Hand at the back of my neck angled my face so he could kiss me deeper, no longer holding back, harsh breaths, noses bumping, his taste no longer as noticeable as it was now our taste. He made me dizzy. To breathe properly, I moved to his neck, pulling his hair so he’d let me. His skin was salty with sweat, his hair soft against my cheek. As I let him feel my teeth, to test it out, I was glad to find he didn’t hold back with his moan either, and let his head fall to the side. So I did it again, harsher. His grip on my hair tightened and I sucked on the skin.

“Oh, you’ve got some teeth on ya.” That pleased him. Everything sounded filthy as he said it. But that was all the freedom I was allowed and he dived back to kiss me, his hands rubbing my hips and sides, warming me. I snaked mine under his thin t-shirt. I moaned into his mouth as he kneaded my ass, grinding me onto his thigh.

“How d’you feel? I make you feel good?”

Shy, but pulled from my thoughts and into my body as he tugged at my lip – letting me know he expected an answer this time. With rough fingers, he pressed my face to the side and gestured at the corpse behind him.

“I wanna hear it, or you’re not gonna like me much anymore.”

Delirious from it all, I gasped. “It feels good, god, you feel good.”

“How ‘bout we take it to someplace more comfortable, hmm? Won’t you help out a little?”

And he pushed me to the bed, pointing towards it. The corpse still there, one leg slumped down on the floor, in a pool of blood. Another test.

“What-“

“Help him out, won’t you? Just give ‘im a little tug and he’ll fall right off. Or would you rather join the other one on the floor?”

My gaze flickered over to that one, considerably more mangled, mouth open in a last scream and I winced. Slowly, I shook my head, looking back up at Otis. Not breaking eye contact, taking it as a comfort that I was still unhurt – yet unsafe – and looking at him helped. At least so I could see whether my actions pleased him. That thought almost sent me into a panicked spiral, but the first contact with the victim’s bare arm shook me out of it and into the reality of this grim room. A strong tug, only looking at the body when it was hit the floor, then straight back up to Otis. I dropped the arm I was holding and it landed with a wet smack. Gross.

Satisfied, he enveloped me within seconds, devouring me until the world was spinning. With the softness of a mattress at my back, it was truly the world that turned upside down; he toppled me over without breaking the kiss. As my hands clawed at his shoulders again, digging into his bare skin, he leaned back to consider me as I laid down under him. Part of me felt disgusted with it, with the fact that the bed was covered in blood, even with Otis, as he smugly grinned down at me, enjoying my discomfort. But there was something indescribable in his eyes too, something ferociously, frighteningly adoring – and I revelled in it. Wrapped that feeling around me like a shawl – of being desired.

“Think we could do with fewer clothes.” And he took my hand and pressed it to the hem of his shirt. Wants me to undress him. I leaned up and took a deep breath. As he finished up and put the shirt by the end of the bed (avoiding stains), I unbuttoned my blouse – unable to hide my eagerness. When I put it near where he put his, his hands prevented me from undressing further, pressing me into the mattress.

“You look good enough to eat,” Otis said, voice low like a growl, and nipped at my lip. His hands wandering, tugging at straps, at waistbands of tights and skirt, kneading breasts through padding. Not long after it was all gone. Discarded somewhere.

Otis stared at me, appreciatively, and took his time handling me; legs wide, then pulled me by the knees flush to him, erection heavy on my stomach. I reached up to kiss him, trying to prolong this phase out of nervousness. Avoided looking below his chest, but the feel of it was intimidating enough.

“Feelin’ shy?” he teased, leaning on his elbows, hand around my throat, angling our faces better. I mimicked him and wrapped mine around his neck, at which he chuckled. “Ain’t got nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart.”

Was it that obvious? I dug my nails in his upper arms. He hissed, then laughed softly, pressing kisses on my forehead, cheeks, nose. Melting into him, I allowed him to position me as he wanted, mess around with my legs, letting his cock rest on my labia, a taste of what was to come.

“I’ll take good care of you, don’t you worry,” he was smiling through his reassurances, almost mocking me. Feeling warmed by his kisses and the possessive way his hands roamed my body, from throat to chest to belly, letting his fingers trail down to my clit as my hips bucked into him. Whiny noises turned to moans as he moved a finger in between my labia and pressed inside.

“You want me? You want me to fuck you good?” He was out of breath himself.

I nodded, dizzy as he devoured me, sloppy and wet. Open mouth on my neck, making me shiver as he nipped at the pulse points. Otis’ finger curled inside, and I almost screeched. How was everything he did this intense? Reeling from that one finger, he established something of a rough rhythm that hit just perfect each time.

“No, no, no, please,” I clamped my fingers around his wrist.

“What’s that? Can’t take it?”

I shook my head, pleading him with my eyes as he certainly didn’t slow down and left me dizzy and throwing my head back into the pillow.

“I thought you’d do better. After all, it was you who wanted this. Said you liked me so very much.” But his hand didn’t stop, only curled in so deep that it hurt and I screamed.

“Otis, please-”

He pulled his hand back – a relief but a loss – and pet my head, kissing me unexpectedly softly. “Shh, shh.”

Tears ran down to my ears, and I wiped them away.

“Please,” I whispered, looking up at him through wet lashes.

His wicked smile didn’t reassure me in the slightest. “You look so sweet right now. But god, I’m impatient.”

I pressed my eyes closed and another tear made its way down and into my hair. Smothering it by turning my head to the side only served to put me face to face with the cut up corpse in the middle of the floor. Otis kissed my neck, right by the collarbone, hair tickling. The realisation that I didn’t have that much of a choice in this was startling. As much as I wanted him, will I even survive to the morning? Perhaps this is how each of those people ended up here, enamoured by Otis, the white haired beautiful man, who was so smart, and so nice, and such a good kisser. And now they’re dead on the floor of his room.

As if he read my thoughts, he said: “Eyes on me, sweetheart. Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

My body flinched as he positioned himself at my entrance, pushing my labia aside. He pressed my hand to his cock, and I gripped it tight, to which it pulsed and twitched. Otis groaned, leaning down to capture my lips again.

“What’s your last name?” he asked, and despite confusion, I told him.

“Why do you care?”

He laughed, a beautiful yet mean laugh. His thumb pat my clitoris, rubbing it. Then he pressed in, slow, hissing an exhale. He let himself fall to one elbow, kissing me as he slowly but thoroughly bottomed out. It stretched me, and I whined with each new tug of sensation, perfect, perfect, so full and so perfectly his. The world spun, but it was just him, just the feel of him that was the world.

After settling in fully, enjoying my heat, taking a moment; noses bumping, hot breath on my face, breathing in his air. He moaned as he pulled back, and I did as he pushed back in.

Otis’ voice was rough as he spoke again; “You’re gonna forget that name, sweetheart. It’s Driftwood now.”

#otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #otis b driftwood #otis b driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #slasher fandom #I wanna be Otis' sweetheart so bad ;;#really couldnt think of a good title for this so if it changes; thats why

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visceravalentines · 2 years

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Can I request the reader excitedly showing Rob Zombie Micheal Myers a new song they’re obsessed with? Like how would he respond?

Lol if he's anything like my husband, who is extremely judgy and has pretty different taste in music from me, he will listen, shaking his head, and say "I hate that" at the end of it. BUT THAT'S LAME SO HERE'S THIS INSTEAD.

When you get home, you find him lying on the couch, feet almost hanging off the edge, the walls absolutely shuddering with unintelligible growling and distorted bass blasting from the big speaker on the bookshelf. His expression is blank. He is enjoying himself thoroughly.

You come to kiss him hello and he pulls you onto his chest. You curl up like a cat, dwarfed by his frame, and twirl a lock of his hair around your finger. He clasps his hands on your hip in what appears to be a casual gesture, but you know if you were to try to get up his arms would form an immovable barrier.

When the sound finally fades between songs, you take his phone, which he uses for nothing but music and texting you generally incomprehensible strings of emojis. He sits up and watches you with mild interest.

"I gotta show you a song."

An eyebrow twitches.

"You probably won't like it. But I'm gonna show you anyway." You queue up something short, fast, and catchy that has been on repeat in your head and in your car all week. You watch him for a reaction, bobbing your head subconsciously.

His mismatched eyes scan your face, his expression inscrutable. It's like he's trying to make sense of you.

"It's good," you insist. You don't think he believes you.

When the song ends, he lifts one enormous finger and makes a spinning gesture.

You're taken aback. "You want me to play it again?"

He puts his hand down.

You play it again, and he watches you. Towards the end of the song, he lays back down, one arm cocked behind his head. When it ends, he makes the repeat gesture again.

You grin. "Yeah, me too."

#michael myers #rz michael myers #asks #requests #immortal-velociraptor

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willowbrookesblog · 1 year

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n1ghtm4r3-p01s0n · 5 months

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The Ultimate Emo/Scene Name List - WARNING: Long post, and make sure you read the trigger warnings!

Having trouble coming up with a name for yourself? Do you planning on using a part of your real name but can’t find a word to go with it? Well, worry no more!

Today, I’m here to provide as comprehensive a list as possible! I’ve scoured the internet, and some sources have some problematic suggestions. So, my goal is to break down possible names into easy to understand categories. Obviously, this will be a VERY long list, so keep that in mind. There is also a section purely made up of words used in the past that are to be used/reclaimed at one's own risk/discretion due to the words being used to oppress or belittle various minority groups. I will also be sharing my sources at the bottom for stuff I used from online, alongside any trigger warnings that may be needed. Without further ado, let’s go! Also feel free to reblog with suggestions to add!

TRIGGER WARNING: Some of the suggestions include elements of horror, violence, weaponry, gore etc.

Animals

Rex (as in T-Rex)

Stegosaurus

Wolf/Wolfe

Kitty

Bunny

Lynx

Hawk

Eagle

Moth

Spider

Raven (also applicable to pop culture - see Raven from Teen Titans and Raven Queen from Ever After High)

Claw/Clawed

Fang

Animal

Beast/Beastly

Carnivore/Carnivorous

Jurassic (as in the Jurassic Period, also applicable to pop culture (see Jurassic Park))

Snake

Chameleon

Jungle

Hyena

Cheetah

Fossil

Sabertooth

Skink

Deer

Vole

Weasel

Ferret

Moose

Ermine

Shrew

Mouse

Rat

Corvid

Magpie

Pigeon

Bee

Wasp

Butterfly

Tarantula

Velociraptor

Serpent

Viper

Cat

Rattlesnake

Cobra

Bat

Monsters

Vampire

Werewolf

Zombie

Monster/Monsta/Monstar

Ghoul

Demon

Angel/Angelic

Reaper (also applicable to foods (Reaper Pepper))

Ghost

Fallen (as in Fallen Angel)

Curse/Cursed (in reference to witchcraft)

Hex (in reference to witchcraft)

Boo (common saying associated with Halloween and cartoony ghosts)

Bone (in reference to skeletons)

Sacrificed/Sacrificial (in reference to religious rites)

Dead/Deadly/Death/Deathless

Immortal

Alien

Extraterrestrial

Anomaly/Anomalous (also applicable to pop culture, in reference to the SCP Foundation)

Damned

Eerie

Creepy

Exorcism/Exorcist

Ghastly

Imp

Succubus/Succubi

Incubus/Incubi

Undead

Abominable

Devil

Supernatural (also applicable to pop culture, reference to Supernatural TV show)

Paranormal

Sacred/Sacrament

Specter/Spectre

Banshee

Poltergeist

Siren (also applicable to music, see Sleeping with Sirens)

Dragon

Dragon Slayer

Kraken

Archangel

Starship

Halloween

Dragon Slayer

Angelface

Mermaid

Pop Culture

Jigsaw (as in Jigsaw from the Saw franchise)

Ghostface (from the Scream franchise)

Krueger (as in Freddy Krueger from Nightmare on Elm Street)

Myers (as in Michael Myers from the Halloween franchise)

Voorhees (as in Jason Voorhees from the Friday the 13th franchise)

Chucky (as in Chucky from Child’s Play)

Lala (nickname for Draculaura from Monster High)

Hyde (as in Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde)

Lestrange (as in character who shall not be named from franchise by TERF author that shall not be named)

Lockhart (another character from the franchise mentioned above)

Coraline (as in Coraline by Neil Gaiman)

Jinx/Jynx (League of Legends character)

Blitz (Helluva Boss character)

Loona (K-Pop group, Helluva Boss character)

Shadow (as in Shadow the Hedgehog)

Killer/Killa/Kyller (as in Jeff the Killer)

Grim/Grimm (as in Grim Reaper and the Brothers Grimm)

Eldritch (as in Eldritch Horror)

Eevee (from Pokemon; you can use any Pokemon you like)

Hellraiser (as in the film by Clive Barker)

Jabber (as in Jabberwocky from Alice in Wonderland)

Wonderland (as in Alice in Wonderland)

Jedi (from Star Wars)

Necronomicon (Evil Dead franchise)

Avenger (in reference to MARVEL's The Avengers)

Scourge (see Warrior Cats and Sonic Comics character)

Zelda (from Legend of Zelda)

Skellington (as in Jack Skellington from Nightmare Before Christmas)

Phantomhive (as in Ciel Phantomhive from Black Butler)

HelloKitty (Sanrio character)

Akira (anime film of the same name)

Memetic (term used by the SCP Foundation)

Blackheart (as in the Ghost Rider villain)

Colours/Shades

Crimson (Red)

Black

Neon

Rouge (also applicable to pop culture)

Ruby

Violet

Indigo

Cyan

Blue

Rainbow/Rainbows

Porcelain

Green/Greene

Weapons/Violence/Semi-NSFW

Blade

Razor

Knucklebuster

Uppercut

Scar (also applicable to pop culture, Lion King character,)

Eyeball (body part)

Torture/Tortured/Torturous

Torment/Tormented

Fatal/Fatality (also applicable to pop culture, Mortal Kombat)

Brutal/Br00tal/Brutality/Brutally

Berserk/Berserker (also applicable to pop culture, see the anime 'Berserker')

Chainsaw

Hacksaw

Bear Trap

Grenade

Bomb/Pipebomb/Timebomb

Dynamite

Acid/Acidic

Heroin

Marijuana/Mary-Jane

Cannabis

Alcohol/Alcoholic

Booze

Vodka

Brandy

Whiskey

Blood/Bloody/Bloodied

Flesh

Gore/Guro

Raw

Casualty

Crackhead

DrugAddict

Erotic/Ero/Erotica

Explosive

Execute/Execution/Executor

Beheaded

Decapitation/Decapitated

Flailing

Gutting

Handgun

Hangman

Homicide

Hostage

Hurt (also applicable to emotions)

Pain/Pained/Painful (also applicable to emotions)

Jackknife

Laceration/Lacerations

Attack

Murder/Murderous/Murderotic

Massacre

Assassin/Assassination

Regicide

Cannibal/Cannibalism

Cyanide

Pothead

Suffocate/Suffocation

Steroid

Puncture

Violence/Violent

Wound/Wounded

Bruise/Bruised

Serrated

Gruesome

Autopsy

Asphyxia/Asphyxiation

Curbstomp

Assault

Battery (also applicable to technology)

Annihilation

Addict/Addicted/Addiction/Addictive

Arson/Arsonist

Ambush

Crucifixion/Crusifixion

Tequila

Beatdown

Throwdown

Arsenic

Collision

Manslaughter

Bite/Bites

Plants

Belladonna

Nightshade

Wolfsbane

Rose

Lily

Sakura

Toadstool

Thorn (also applicable to pop culture, see Thorn of the Hex Girls from Scooby Doo)

Hazel

Foods

Cupcake/Kupcake/Cuppycake/Kuppycake

Strawberry

Lollipop

Candy

Cocoa/Kokoa (alternatively; Coco/Koko)

Chilli

Cheyenne (as in Cheyenne Pepper)

Pumpkin

Jawbreaker

Jerky

Juicebox

Caffeine/Caffeinated

Treat

Macha

Skittles/Skittlez

Ambrosia (also applicable to mythology (food of the Greek gods))

Smoothiecake

Smoothie

Teacup

Slushie

Coffee

Sugar/Sugarrush

Space

Luna

Stellar/Stella (also applicable to pop culture, Helluva Boss character)

Nova

Mars

Pluto (also applicable to mythology, Roman counterpart to Hades)

Galaxy

Meteor/Meteorite

Nebula

Stardust

Star

Mythology

Persephone (Greek Goddess)

Hel (Norse Goddess)

Fenrir (Norse God)

Thanatos (Greek God)

Baba/Yaga (Slavic folklore character)

Artemis (Greek Goddess)

Freyja (Norse Goddess)

Cerberus (Greek Creature)

Hades (Greek God)

Loki (Norse God)

Medusa (Greek folklore character, can also reference the piercing)

Satan (Ars Goetia demon)

Beelzebub (Ars Goetia demon)

Athena (Greek Goddess)

Lucifer (Ars Goetia demon, Bible figure)

Technology

Error

Hack/Hacker

Analog

Digital

Malware

Virus

Corruption/Corrupted

Java

Machine

Mechanical

.exe (or similar file extensions, such as .sai, .txt, .rar, .szs, .psd etc)

Robo/Robot/Bot

Animatronic

Electronic (also applicable to music)

Automaton

Automatic

Systematic

Syntax

Emotions

Heartbroken

Heartless

Depressed

Lonely/Loneliness

Hopeless

Helpless

Ache

Envy/Envious/Envied

Hatred

Jealous/Jealousy

Lust/Lustrous

Shock/Shocked/Shocking

Panic/Panicked/Panicking (also applicable to music, see Panic! At The Disco)

Cowardly (also applicable to pop culture, Courage the Cowardly Dog)

Rage/Raging

Scared

Confusion/Confused

Wrath/Wrathful

Minerals/Crystals/Metals

Onyx

Amethyst

Obsidian

Titanium

Steel

Sulphur

Mercury (also applicable to mythology)

Uranium

Garnet

Pearl

Topaz

Quartz

Iron

Silver

Jewel

Gem

Crystal/Krystal

Diamond

Amber

Azure (also applicable to colours/shades)

Elements/Natural Phenomena

Blaze

Fire/Fiery

Flame

Hellfire

Ember

Poison

Venom (also applicable to pop culture, Spider-Man character)

Drowned/Drowning (also applicable to pop culture (Minecraft mob) and weapons/violence)

Hurricane

Typhoon

Tsunami

Earthquake

Tornado

Storm

Thunder/Thunderstorm

Blizzard

Dust Devil

Toxic

Volcano

Eruption/Erupted

Electric

Spark

Frozen

Hail

Ignite/Ignition

Lightning

Magma

Night

Sunset

Twilight

Aurora (as in Aurora Borealis, can also be applied to music if you wanna reference the singer AURORA)

Inferno

Frost/Frosty

Music

Metalhead

Melody

Megalovania (song from Undertale)

Brightside (song by the Killers)

Hatsune/Miku (in reference to Hatsune Miku)

VOCALOID

Synthesizer

Orchestra

Symphony

Rave/Raver

Rock

Anthrax (also applicable to 'Use at Own Risk')

Bring _ The Horizon/_ Brings The Horizon (reference to Bring Me The Horizon)

_ Eat World (reference to Jimmy Eat World)

Jitterbug (phrase used in 'Wake Me Up Before You Go Go' by Wham and title of Hachiya Nanashi VOCALOID track)

Jitterdoll (niki VOCALOID track)

Serenade

Breakdown (also applicable to 'Use At Own Risk')

USE AT OWN RISK

These are names that have been used in the past BUT often rely on oppressive stereotypes involving women, mental illness/disorders, LGBTQIA+ people, Indigenous people and so on. Some of these are also just straight up mental/medical conditions and medications. I would advise only picking one of these if it is a term you wish to reclaim for yourself. Do so at your own risk.

Insane/Insanity

Delirious

Demented

Psychotic/Psychosis/Psychopath

Nuclear

Bitch

Whore

Crazy

Hallucinate/Hallucination

Haywire

Suicide/Suicidal (also applicable to pop culture - see Suicidal Sadie CreepyPasta)

Mania/Manic

Maniac/Maniacal

Paranoia/Paranoid

Savage

Mad

Fag/Faggot (only reclaim if you are LGBTQIA+)

Mental

Xanax/Xamax

Schizophrenia/Schizophrenic

Dementia

Genocide (added to here and not to 'weaponry/violence/semi-NSFW' due to the current genocides happening in the world)

Warfare (added here for the same reason as above)

Asylum

Amphetamine

Hooker

Neurotic

MISC IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER

Accidental

Axis

Ambitious

Amazing

Apocalypse/Apocalyptic/Apokalypsis

Abyss

Abdomen

Amor/Amore

Ambition

Apparel

Atomic/Attomick/Attomik

Atrophy

Alluring

Asshole/Asswhole

Abrasive

Atelophobia

Arachnophobia

Abstract

Adorable

Anonymous

Audacious

Antorcha (Spanish for 'torch')

Avenge

Baby

Bang

Blah

Boom

Brigade

Bombard/Bombardment

Blast

Biohazard/Biohazardous

Beauty/Beautiful/Beau

Bow

Bottom Jeans

Barbie

Babycake

Babydoll

Break/Breaks

Brave

Bacteria

Bandaid/Bandage

Blackout

Bittersweet (also applicable to foods and emotions)

Barbaric

Catastrophe/Catastrophic

Claustrophobia/Claustrophobic

Crash

Chaos

CreepyPasta

Crunch/Crunchy

Chuunibyou

Coward

Chick (also applicable to animals)

Carnage (also applicable to pop culture, see Spider-Man villain)

Chaosbaby

Daring (also applicable to pop culture)

Devious

Darling

Disaster

Daydreaming

Destruction

Doll/Dolly

Decay/Decayed/Decaying

Dark/Darkened

Deceit/Deceitful

Daily

Dial

Deutschland

Danger

Destroy

Discord

Ecstatic

Ecstasy

Emergency

Extreme

Echo

Exposure

Enchanted

Endanger

Enigma/Enigmatic

Epidemic

Endemic

Egotistic/Egotistical

Entropy

EatsZombies

Frightful

Foul

Foe

Futile

Flash

Flicker

Feeble

Funeral/Funerary

Forsaken/Forsakened

Girly

Gab

Gangster

Glitter

Gorgeous/Goregeous

Gluttony

Havoc

Hazard

Heartbreaker

Heist

Hiatus

Hoax

Hyper

Heart

Horizon

Hollywood

Impolite

Immature

Ill

Iris

Infection/Infected

J'Adore (also applicable to pop culture, see Jade J'Adore from Bratzillaz)

Jailbait

Jaundice

Jaywalk

Jeopardy

Jingle

Jive

Joint

Jubilate/Jubilee

Junction

Juxtapose

Katastrophe/Katastrophic

Krunch/Krunchy

Kawaii

King

Kitching/Keching

Killjoy (also applicable to music, see My Chemical Romance)

Lush

Loathe

Lovely

Lucky

Legendary

Light (also applicable to pop culture, Light Yagami)

Luz (also applicable to pop culture, Luz Noceda)

Love/Luve/Luv

Leper/Leperacy

Litterbug

Macabre

Macroscopic

Mafia

Magnetic

Malady

Malice

Mutiny

Malediction

Marauder (also applicable to pop culture - won't say the name but you know what franchise this was popularised in)

Medical

Membrane

Mesmerize

Metallic

Mortician/Mortuary/Morticia (last one applicable to pop culture, in reference to Morticia Addams)

Mortified

Mystery

Myth

Mayday (also applicable to popculture, see Mayday from No Straight Roads and the Helluva Boss character Verosika Mayday)

Malevolent/Malevolence

Millionaire

McCrackin

Monstrawrface

Miracle/Miraculous (also applicable to pop culture, see Miraculous Ladybug)

Morgue

Ninja

Notorious

Nocturnal/Nokturnal

Naughty

Nasty

Nihilist/Nihilistic/Nihilism

Nightmare

Necro

Necromancer/Necromancy

Necrotising (in reference to Necrotising Fasciitis)

Nefarious

Neuron

Nerd/Nerdified

Overdrive

Original

Outcast

Odd

Obscure

Obsolete

Obsession

Oblivion

Prince/Princess

Punk

Plastic

Parable (also applicable to pop culture, see The Stanley Parable)

Pandemic

Pirate

Queen/Queenie

Queer

Quack

Random

Revenge

Reckless

Royal

Riot

Rebel

Rude

Rawr

Rad

Rotten

Ravenous

Ruthless

Sabotage

Scary

Silly

Sadist/Sadistic

Sahara

Salivate

Spectacular

Synthetic

Supercharged

Surrender

Stethoscope

Sublime

Sterile

Stealthy

Spinal

Spiffy

Sinister

Scoundrel

Scandal

Shell

Scene

Spookbat

Tears

Tragic/Tragedy

Terror

Trick/Trickster

Temptation

Terrible

Twisted

Trash

Tenacity

Trauma/Traumatised

Temptress

Tuberculosis

Unusual

Ultimate

Usurper

Urban

V.I.P

Vendetta (also applicable to pop culture, see V for Vendetta)

Velicious

Victorious/Victory

Vandal/Vandalism

Vain/Vanity

Vile

Vortex (also applicable to pop culture, Helluva Boss)

Void

Vengeance/Vengeful

Valentine/Valentines

Wacky/Whacky

Wicked

Wonder/Wonderful

Wise/Wisdom

Wreckless

Xtreme/X-treme

Xx/xX

XoXo/XOXO/X0X0

X-ray

Young

ZigZag

Zero (also applicable to pop culture, see Nightmare Before Christmas character)

SOURCES

http://esgbeauty.blogspot.com/p/scene-names-directory.html?m=1 (TRIGGER WARNING: site listed actual genocides as name suggestions (e.g. Holocaust) or elements related to genocides/wars (e.g. Kamikaze) - view at your own discretion. For this list, I opted to remove these suggestions as I think these are remnants of the edgy humour of the 2000s that is best being left behind.)

Some of these suggestions came from my friends and members in Scem0 K1dz (Discord server).

https://thescenebible.blogspot.com/2021/10/blog-post.html?m=1 (Currently working on slowly adding anything from here.) TRIGGER WARNING: A lot of names involve mental disorders, medical conditions and medications. I will be including some of these, mostly in the 'Use At Your Own Risk' section.

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