OC Name Meanings
Thank you so much for the tag @okami-zero ♥
Rules: Search and post the meaning of your OC’s name (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! bonus if you can find something for their last name too.
Ah, well. I love this 🥰 I indeed put a lot of thoughts into my OC's names and they're chosen with care. Or, well, mostly. I do have preferences for starting letters, funnily enough - A, J, L and M are favourites of mine.
Let's go alphabetically for my latest OCs:
Adriene Hawke | a variation of Adrienne, female form of Adrian, anglizised version of Hadrianus. Originally "man from Adria", and Adria in turm comes from the word adur = water. So her name means "of water", though I remember once finding something about it meaning "dark" (though I cannot find any source for that). Considering I associate her strongly with fire, the name is kind of ironic. 😅 Mostly, I chose it because I like the sound of it, and I wanted a name starting with A (firstborn Hawke child, followed by Bethany and Carver). In an original story, I changed her name to "Alexis", which comes from "defend" - which is immensely fitting for her character who is, in essence the ultimative defender of her family.
Aisling (Ash) Lightheart | an Irish name meaning dream or vision. Ash cannot remember a time when she didn't have the Echo, so she often looked like she was daydreaming when in truth, she was having a vision. A deliberate choice for a quiet, drawn-back character. Her surname, Lightheart, comes from Jorin Lightheart, the founder of conjury. I deliberately made Ash come from a very old, traditional Gridania family - however, the actual surname of the family is "Pota" and that is the name they are famous under. They changed the name after I-Ohok-Pota took his padjal name. Ash goes by Lightheart to be more independent of her family without seceding from them.
M'ajah Lohani | That name was created from the desire to have a name that works both in the full as in the short version (as in "Maia" as well as "Aya"). Maia, the goddess of spring and growth, for a character that was made as a healer and coming from Gridania. M of course for the miqo'te M tribe, and Ajah as a version of Aya, meaning "wonderful". I was inspired by ACO's character Aya which I love a lot ;) Lohani was a random surname.
Megan Varlineau | Megan's name was chosen mostly bc I just like that name :D It's Welsh for "pearl". In the end, it's a fitting name, bc that character and her story are still hidden inside me - oh, how poetic ;) Varlineau for obvious shipping reasons.
Tagging forth to @curiousthimble, @pikapeppa, @kunstpause, @thevikingwoman, @autumnslance, @barbex, @a-shakespearean-in-paris, @johaerys-writes, @emahriel, @sarsaparillia, @greyias, @storyknitter, @keldae - as always, no pressure ♥
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for the 300 followers drabble event: nijisanji en’s luca and ike! you can choose whether it’s romantic or platonic and the lee/ler! i was thinking maybe luca’s being his “mean and evil” self and messing with ike a bit? or maybe he’s trying to cheer ike up? also, congrats on 300 followers! 🎉
Hi Anon!
Thanks you for your words and your requests. I reaaally liked the whole idea, Luca is so precious and I--- gosh, I love him. Anyway, hope you like this!
Ike chuckled, patting Luca on the shoulder as he gave him a pitiful look. “Is that it?” The novelist asked, tilting his head slightly as he waited for an answer.
“Y-yeah, pretty much! And mean, right?” The blonde said proudly, but the slight smile on Ike’s face was suggesting the opposite. How could Ike stay smiling like that after Luca called him a “stupid four eyed bookworm”? That was a really evil insult, but why didn't it work on him?!
“Aren’t you upset?” Luca insisted, making a pleading face with puppy eyes. Ike, on the other hand, giggled slightly louder.
“Not at all. It’s actually pretty cute, honestly,” the man smiled, “well, if that is it, I’ll get going now. I need to set a few things ready before the next str-”
“Wait!”
“Hm?” Ike stopped himself from getting up from his seat, looking at Luca. He was probably going to try again, the novelist thought, maybe this time he should act offended, just to cheer him up.
But, after some seconds in silence, staring at each other, Ike began to speak again, “is there anything else, Luca?”
“I’m… thinking, wait,” he admitted bluntly, furrowing his eyebrows. What would annoy Ike? If insulting didn’t work, maybe he could try something else… Then, as if he was struck by lightning, Luca widened his eyes, grinning with an evil idea.
Before the novelist could react, the blonde reached for his face, stealing his glasses in a swift move. Despite letting out a “hey” in protest, Ike only sighed.
“Ok, Luca, you got me. Can you give my glaAHAh-”
As he reached his hand out to Luca, hoping the mobster would give his glasses back to him, the blonde took the opportunity as soon as he saw the opening, moving one of his hands right into Ike’s underarm to tickle him there while the other landed on top of his knee, squeezing it.
"Heheh, where do you think you are going, Ike? ~" Luca teased, tugging on the other's leg as he tried to squirm away and pulling him close.
The novelist couldn't do much but laugh, as the mobster overpowered him with ease. He tried to clasp his arms down and kick his legs, attempting to take his body away from the tickling or to, at least, block it.
But it was all in vain.
"LuhuhcaHAHa, stahahp it!! I sweheh- ahAHAHaha, nohoh tihihickling!"
"Oho, but why would I? It wouldn't be very mean and evil of me to just let you go," he grinned, letting go of Ike's leg to pinch his hips, making the novelist melt into a giggly puddle on top of the couch.
"C-cohohome on! AhaHAH- NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!!" Ike cackled, thrashing his head and weakly tugging at Luca's hands, trying to pry them off his body.
"OHOH- OHOK OK! Y-YOU AHAHAHARE EEHEHEVIL!!"
Letting out an excited gasp, Luca withdrew his hands, clenching them into fists as he celebrated another successful evil and mean act.
On the other hand, Ike tried to catch his breath, feeling a faint and warm blush on his face as he laid on his side. He closed his eyes, sighing while he heard Luca celebrating.
"You have ten seconds to run," he muttered, sitting down and picking up his glasses.
"Eh?" The blonde stopped moving, looking at Ike with a confused face before panic finally kicked in. Well, what evildoer would he be if he couldn't do mischief without getting caught? ~
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Slightly later than planned - @tailoredshirt here's your @tarlosweeklyprompts Valentines exchange fic. I hope you like it!
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Detective Reyes and the Valentines day mystery (AO3)
After 15 years of marriage, TK still manages to surprise Carlos
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“If it’s romance you want, Reyes is your man.”
Carlos looked up at the mention of his name. He was putting the finishing touches to a report and hoped to finish early and get home to TK. It was supposed to be his day off, but he’d swapped shifts so one of his colleagues could go home to be with their sick kid.
They’d do the same for him.
“Yeah Carlos is mister romance around here.” Mitchell patted his shoulder as she walked past his desk. “Ask him about his husband and he won’t shut up for the next five to eight hours.” She turned around and winked at him. “I speak from experience.”
“What’s going on?”
“Anderson here is looking for ideas on how to propose to his girlfriend.” One of the other officers replied. “How did you do it?”
“Propose?” Carlos asked, mind already drifting back to that night. “I didn’t. He proposed to me.”
“Don’t get him started.” Mitchell warned them. “You’ll never get him to shut up. Trust the one who used to be stuck in a patrol car with him all day.” She turned to Carlos. “I could probably tell the story for you, I’ve heard it that often.” She teased.
Carlos laughed but otherwise ignored her.
“What do you want to know?” He asked Anderson. The kid was new, just a few months out of the academy, and reminded Carlos a lot of himself at that age. Eager to please and impress the more senior officers.
“Oh… uh… well… How… did… How did your husband propose? If… If you don’t mind me asking? I was thinking of booking a table somewhere nice and have them put the ring in a glass of champagne or the dessert.”
Carlos winced at the guy’s plans and could practically hear one of TK’s rants after a shift around valentine’s day or Christmas where someone had done the same, and things hadn’t gone according to plan.
“Booking a table sounds nice.” He started.
“But…?”
“But…” He saved and clicked out of the report. He’d finish that tomorrow. His shift was almost over anyway. “My husband is a paramedic. He tells me about his shifts, I tell him about mine.”
“Ok…”
“Do you know what’s one of the most common calls they get on Valentine’s day?”
The kid shook his head.
“People putting engagement rings in food to surprise their partner and it not going well.”
“Not going well… as in they say no?”
Carlos stood up and walked over to where the other officers were talking.
“No… as in… they don’t know the ring is in there and swallow it and choke. Or swallow it without noticing and freak out when their partner tells them there was a ring in their food.”
“Oh… ohok right… yeah… I uh… ok. Noted.”
“Yeah. Spending the night in hospital waiting for it to pass isn’t how you want to remember the night you got engaged.”
“No, no it is not…”
“So how did your husband propose, Reyes? Give him an idea of what does work.”
Carlos smiled.
“He woke me up in the middle of the night and said he was ready to make his will and leave everything to his husband.”
“Carlos’ husband has had more near death experiences than you have had hot meals.” Mitchell cut in. “If anyone needs a will, it’s him.”
“He’s a lot more careful these days.” Carlos protested. “Ever since we had kids.”
“How do you do it?” Anderson asked him. “My girlfriend is pregnant and I don’t know how I’m going to be a dad and a good police officer.”
“It’s not easy…” Carlos started, thinking back to when he’d made detective and he and TK becoming parents for the first time within the space of a year. “But having a good support system helps. Whenever someone offers to help you with something, anything, take them up on it.”
“That means roping your friends in to babysit.” Mitchell commented. “I feel I know your kids better than my own.”
“You’re their godparent, you’re supposed to.”
“Funny how it’s always your kids staying with me and Paul and never ours with you and TK.”
“What can I say Lex, they just love staying with their cool aunt and uncle.” Carlos joked before turning back to Anderson. “My advice? Keep it simple. Everything. My husband didn’t even have a ring when he proposed and we ended up exchanging vows in the firehouse where he still works. His dad was captain back then. A friend of ours got ordained online and married us right then and there. It wasn’t what we planned but it was perfect.”
“Captain Ryder from firehouse 126.” Mitchell cut in. “He married me and my husband too. He’d probably be delighted to do the same for you and your girlfriend.” She told him and Carlos couldn’t help but think she was right. Judd was a big softie at heart.
“Just… whatever you do, don’t put the ring in her food or drink.” Carlos stressed again. “My husband is on shift tonight and I’ll hear about it for months if he’s the one getting called out to your girlfriend choking on her engagement ring.”
“TK is working tonight?” Lexi asked. “On Valentine’s day?”
Carlos shrugged.
“We’ll celebrate on the weekend. The kids are sleeping over at my parents’ and we’ll just have some us time then.”
“What are your Valentines plans then?” another colleague asked.
“Tonight? Well TK is on the night shift so we’ll at least get to have a family dinner and put the kids to bed together. Well… the youngest anyway. And after that… I’ll just… catch up on some tv I suppose. Save my energy for the weekend.”
“Sounds exciting.” One of the younger officers joked.
“We’ve had our fair share of exciting.” Carlos grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair. “Come talk to me in 15 years and see how exciting your life is.”
He wished everyone a good night and drove home.
The house was dark but TK’s car was in the driveway so he figured he must be home.
“TK? Babe? Are you home?” he called out when he walked into the quiet house.
No kids, no dog, no husband, just Ginsburg observing him from the top of his cage.
“Hey Gins, where is everyone?” He greeted the bird and gave him a peanut. “Did they leave you out here all on your own?” He made a mental note to talk to Gabriella, again, about not letting him out of his cage unsupervised.
Suddenly he heard a noise coming from upstairs and his hand automatically went to his service gun.
Usually the first thing he did when he walked through the door was put it in the safe, but now he was glad he hadn’t yet.
“Hello? TK? Gabby? Morgan? Daniel? Anyone home? Luna?” He went upstairs to check out the noise. “TK?”
“Carlos?” Came the reply from their bathroom. “Is that you?”
“Yeah it’s me.”
He let out a sigh of relief and went to put his gun away in the bedroom safe before making his way to the bathroom.
TK was in the bath and one look told him what the noise he’d just heard was. The shelf next to the bath had collapsed again and all of the bottles had fallen in.
“Just so you know, I thought you were a burglar and I nearly shot you.” Carlos said, sitting down on the floor next to the tub and helping TK fish out the bottles of shampoo.
TK paused what he was doing and pulled a face.
“I’m glad you didn’t. That really would have killed our plans for tonight.”
“Our plans? You mean you working the overnight shift and me wrangling three kids and a dog? Who all seem to have disappeared.”
“They’re with my dad. Change of plan.” TK explained. “Well Morgan and Danny are with my dad and Gabby is at the Ryders to hang with Charlie.”
Carlos nodded, trying to catch up.
“And Luna?” he asked when he’d figured out which member of their family was still missing.
“Also with my dad. I think he’s bored now he’s retired. Maybe we should get him a puppy for his birthday. He misses Buttercup.”
“Yeah, maybe.” Carlos replied, not wanting to get side-tracked talking about Owen’s birthday. “But why is everyone out? It’s a school night and you’re working.”
“Change of plan. We swapped with B-shift so we work tomorrow instead of tonight. Nance’s sister is in town and they’re having some kind of girls night with Marj.”
“Right.”
“So that means…” TK started, sitting up in the tub a little more and leaning closer to Carlos. “I get you all to myself tonight.”
Carlos smiled and kissed him.
“And what were you planning on doing on this child and dog free night?”
“Oh I have plans. Big plans.” TK replied, sitting back in the tub.
“Plans that involve getting out of that tub any time soon?” Carlos asked, amused.
TK cocked his head.
“Define soon.” He grinned. “Why don’t you join me?”
“TK the two of us will never fit in there together.”
“Of course we will. There’s plenty of room.” TK argued and after a few minutes back and forth, Carlos gave in and got undressed before getting in the tub with him.
It was a tight squeeze but with his back against TK’s chest and their knees pulled up slightly, they just about made it work.
“See? I told you it would fit.” TK said, pressing kisses to Carlos’ neck and shoulders and letting his hands wander over the rest of his body, feeling the tension slowly slip away. “And we have a history of making the most out of tight spaces.”
“And just like that the moment is gone.”
“That’s not what you said when we first met.” TK teased. “Or fifteen minutes after I suppose.”
Carlos shook his head but let the comment slide. He was too comfortable and happy to forget about the world outside their bathroom for a while.
They chatted about their day while TK washed his hair, and Carlos decided if they never left the tub, he would be more than ok with that. He leaned back against TK and closed his eyes.
“Don’t fall asleep on me.” TK’s voice was in his ear. “We have plans.”
“Unless it involves you, me, our sofa, the tv, and last night’s leftovers, I’m not interested.”
TK laughed.
“You’re getting boring in your old age. You’re starting to become a grumpy old man.”
“You’re older than me.” Carlos replied.
“And yet you’re acting like you’re 90 instead of 42.”
“My inner 90 year old doesn’t care.”
TK laughed again and pressed a kiss to his shoulder before getting out of the tub.
“I’ll give you ten more minutes before I’m coming to get you.”
“Hmm…” Carlos replied, closing his eyes and leaning back in the tub. The warm water soothing the aches and tired muscles.
He’d meant to go back to physical therapy because his back and legs were acting up from an old injury he’d sustained on the job when Daniel, their youngest, was little. He’d fallen three stories when the floor of an old building had given out when they were chasing a suspect.
The doctors had said it had been a miracle he’d survived, and they’d do everything they could for him, but that there was only a slim chance he’d get back to how he was before the accident.
But Carlos was nothing if not stubborn and re-learned to walk again, just as Danny was starting to take his first steps. He always said they learned to walk together.
Finishing fifth in the father-son race at his school when he was six had been the ultimate triumph after a long recovery.
“Ok your ten minutes are up. I’ve picked out something sexy for you to wear, it’s on the bed.” TK came back into the bathroom. “Do you need a hand getting out?”
Carlos shook his head and reluctantly got out of the tub and accepted the towel TK handed him.
“Are we going out?” he asked, drying himself off and taking a good look at his husband who was dressed way too nice for a night in front of the tv.
“Yep.”
“Where to?”
“You’ll see.”
“Did you book a table somewhere?”
“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”
Carlos frowned and followed him into the bedroom.
The outfit TK had picked out for him was simple but nice enough for a restaurant. A green shirt and suit jacket, paired with dark jeans.
And a tie.
“A tie? Do you want me to wear a tie with this?”
“Yes.” TK grinned and picked the item up from the bed. “But not around your neck.”
“Where else would I wear it?”
“It’s a blindfold.”
“A what? Why?”
“So you don’t figure out where we’re going until we’re there.”
Carlos looked at him as if he’d lost his mind.
“You want to blindfold me and take me to an unknown location? I’ve arrested guys for less.” He deadpanned, making TK laugh.
“Well detective, if you’re lucky we’ll get the cuffs out tonight.” He winked. “Do you trust me?”
“With my life.”
“Then trust me when I say you’re going to like what I planned for us.”
Twenty minutes later, TK was leading him out the door and helping him get into the car.
“TK, I was born in Austin and I’m a cop. I know this city better than anyone. I’ll figure out where we’re going anyway, just let me take off this blindfold.”
“Nope. You big control freak.” TK teased, fastening his seat belt and getting into the car himself. “And I’m certain you won’t know where we’re going.” He started the car.
“Is that a challenge?”
“No but you’re going to make it one, aren’t you?”
“Maybe.”
They drove around for a while and as much as Carlos hated to admit it to himself, he had no clue where they were. He had a feeling TK had taken a few extra turns to throw him off and it worked.
Though he wasn’t about to tell TK that.
“Ok we’re here.” TK parked the car. “Don’t move and don’t take off the blindfold. I’ll help you out. Give me a minute.”
“Where’s here?” Carlos asked, feeling a hard surface under his feet as he got out, meaning they were at least still in the city.
“You’ll see.”
He tried listening for noises to tell him where they were but there wasn’t anything distinctive. No music or talking from other people, so they probably weren’t downtown.
“Two steps coming up.” TK warned him and he carefully lifted his feet to find them. “And now a small threshold.”
He stepped over it and let TK take off his jacket.
“Where are we?” he asked again. “It’s not a restaurant… it’s too quiet. And we didn’t drive long enough to get to the ranch… but we’re still in the city, right?”
“Don’t try to detective your way out of this. You’re not at work now.” TK scolded him before taking his hand and leading him further. “Take a step to the right and then sit down.” TK instructed him and guided him to his chair. “There is a table in front of you.”
Carlos reached up and put his hands on the table.
“No tablecloth… so definitely not a restaurant.”
“No, but I promise the food here is great.”
Carlos frowned.
“TK what did you do?”
“It’s a surprise. Just give me a minute and it’ll all make sense.”
“I doubt that.” Carlos mumbled and judging by the sound of TK’s laugh, he’d heard him.
He heard something being unscrewed and then being poured in what he assumed was a glass.
“Do you want a drink baby?” TK grabbed his hand and put a glass in it.
“Wine?” Carlos asked after taking a sip.
“Grape juice.”
“So we are having dinner?”
“Of course. What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t feed you?”
“I don’t remember the part of your vows where you promised to blindfold me.”
TK laughed.
“You’ve never had any complaints in that department.”
“Because it usually involves our bed and a lot less clothes.”
“We’ll get to that later.”
Carlos heard someone, possibly TK, move around and the sound of containers being opened and something being scooped onto what he assumed were plates.
“Ok. You can take off the blindfold now.”
Carlos quickly undid the knot on the back of his head and pulled the tie away from his eyes. He took in his surroundings before meeting his husband’s smiling eyes across the table.
“Really? This is where you took me?”
TK shrugged.
“I didn’t have a lot of time to plan something so I had to make do.”
Carlos laughed and shook his head.
“And how did you do this?” he looked down at the food on his plate.
“Delivery.” TK explained, trying to keep a straight face. “The guy was waiting outside when we got here. That’s why you had to stay in the car. Now eat up before it gets cold.”
Carlos picked up the chopsticks next to his plate.
“Let me get this straight… You made me get dressed up, blindfolded me, drove me around Austin for half an hour… just to take me home and have Chinese food at our own dining room table?”
TK grinned and flicked on the little electric candle in the middle of the table.
“Congratulations detective, you’ve solved the case.”
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*Cool title*
lee!Ariel ler!her sisters (movie 2023)
"WHO THE HELL STOLE MY EYE LINER" yelled Tamika
Someone or something has stolen something from each sister.
"All right everyone, let's stay rational" said Mala.
"Don't tell me to stay rational" said Caspia which Tamika addes with an hum in agreement.
"So from what we know, Tamika's eye liner, Indira and Perla's hair brush, Caspia's book that Im pretty sure she's not allowed to have" said Karina
Caspia gave her a glare from that comment.
"Mala's bag and my pearls are missing" said Karina.
As Perla ended her sentence, the same thought went through all their heads,"Ariel".
They opened the door to her room calmy.
"Hey little one" said Indira which prompted Ariel to jump suspiciously.
"Aight enough crap, where is it" said Perla.
"Perla don't curse she is still a child" said Mala.
"Before we make any accusations, Ariel has anything gone missing from your things"asked Indira
"Umm.... my underwear" said Ariel.
"GIRL WHAT" said Tamika
"Do you even know what that is" asked Mala.
Despite having mutiple books on humans, she actually had no idea what they were, it was something she over heard from scuttle.
Ariel's siblings started closing in on her and Ariel was now trapped.
"How about we all search, it's got to be somewhere UNDERWEARTER" said Ariel
(For those who are confused underwearter = underwater).
"You had to know that pun was bad" said Caspia.
"Why so nervous Ariel, you make puns when you're freaked out" teased Indira.
"Last chance, where is our stuff" said Karina.
Ariel stuck her tongue out in retaliation.
The others showed fake offense.
Tamika trapped Ariel in a hug and dug into her ribs.
"Ack! Nohoho" giggled Ariel.
Caspia squeezed Ariel's sides, Indira traced and scribbled on Ariel's tummy, Karina massaged her hips and Mala and Perla tickled her tail.
Ariel snorted and let out a loud screech.
"Serves you right, little thief" said Caspia.
They all knew Ariel would break soon, especially with Indira using her sharp nails on Ariel's worst spot.
"This won't end until you fess up" said Mala.
Truth be told, they why Ariel stole their stuff and she knows they know.
"Of course we know you won't cuz you enjoy being tickled" said Indira
Ariel shook her head in response.
"Well then if you don't enjoy this then admit your fault and all is forgiven" said Karina
"Also admit that you enjoy this" said Tamika.
Ariel groaned in her laughter and her sisters began laughing with her. It's been a bit since they were all together like this because they were all busy with their own kingdoms.
Ariel patted Indira on the shoulder and everyone paused.
"Your stuff's in the back room" admitted Ariel.
"And-" said the others expecting another response.
Ariel flushed, she couldn't even say the tword.
The other mermaids in the room continued their assault.
After a few minutes they stopped again.
Ariel took a deep breath "I provoke you because I like it" said Ariel.
"Like what" said Tamika
Ariel groaned.
Indira blew raspberries on Ariel's tummy which got her to crack.
"OK OHOK I LIHIK BEIHING TIHICKLED" shrieked the youngest.
"Now that wasn't so hard now was it" said Indira, rubbing away the ghost tingles.
Ariel flopped on her bed and hid her face.
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