#names tables

[444names]

Names generated from Elder Scrolls Breton forenames and Quenya onomasticon, excluding the letter "H"

Aciusse Acollegeo Aderel Agerieric Airyariona Alais Alamerta Alandë Alarandry Alaur Albel Alierjaste Alieufine Aliquine Alour Alvil Alyaren Alórë Alúmic Alúnes Amban Amborinwë Amenringon Amillolmen Amind Amorent Andar Andinna Andómë Andórë Andúne Anelladi Anevel Angue Anoincána Anovings Antarque Antodends Antyr Aparte Arand Arandre Arauste Arber Arbyr Arentalme Aringsto Arvic Arómien Atale Atelda Aucie Auruc Axant...

Banië Bannold Barian Barvertane Baspaud Bassa Bastyra Beanr Bedder Belemer Belladil Belysarnis Belysosta Belysyr Beredunot Blame Blarilmë Bliold Brecelgot Bremorë Caldorbel Calenna Callómenry Caltaintë Camuntib Canóred Carce Carvil Cilleor Cirrone Cirry Clabrul Clawyn Coaronak Conne Conótë Corgenald Cornafix Corver Coryana Coyannele Cuagrey Daistel Dalaranne Daleingwyn Damir Danwose Darcir Darine Dataire Dayearque Dedgento Deldar Deloste Demoomir Deonne Doldar Dordië Dorgast Dorianique Dorrylexie Doryand Drintot Dundistra Dundo Dunickaeld Dunistë Duree Dwanyrand Dwicelia Earbernine Eavingon Edrel Edwarbrend Edwyne Edwynië Elaut Eldurgys Elesming Eliel Ellen Ellenrille Elliteler Ellorick Ellynak Eloverrómë Elvicollie Elysa Elyste Emavie Embiell Endaelcone Endord Ennaidan Ericor Eromelle Errya Esille Ested Ettólë Eubelise Evatau Evene Evenes Eventë Exine Exise Eälómë Faben Falleranya Farluc Fasmie Fatand Fatte Felinette Firmer Fleste Flystoll Forelys Forozer Forvirnal Forwasa Fralis Fraltárë Frustain Galabargo Galda Gascarna Gaulë Gaveler Geodil Gerds Gienoldel Gifyran Gildri Giondil Giondë Goirsine Gonabil Gresole Grystiel Gudrendasa Guentar Gwayna Gwenvine Gwyne Gwyriquert Gwyrron Gyrigia Gyronse Illan Illeste Imiquë Inand Indre Ingwatur Isanwë Istarn Istnove Jandurin Jaque Jertarmar Jescolle Jewin Josic Jossel Jostwileil Jounwiondë Justand Kasamon Kulosa Laberon Labette Lacia Landa Laneennar Lanyne Laudrin Lerael Lerin Lestelen Letilianna Lettend Linalinwë Linquene Listot Loise Londilic Losset Lostarte Lucassë Lucyn Ludeldards Luing Lumirs Lunar Lungard Lyand Lyaric Lyvyctyr Lyzyr Lámou Lámour Lótigna Lúrie Macane Madelemuin Mailúna Maine Mainyvenne Mands Manet Manna Mannen Mantone Manysa Marannarmë Mardan Mardardles Marinë Marvelin Matalanya Mateline Maxevelt Melgon Melië Mendor Meniliel Menoriagno Micto Millede Miloux Minan Minwë Molbendo Mordeo Mornie Mylbera Myliveric Mámord Mírie Mírilwyna Nannickle Nastil Ndarnar Nellack Nimare Nionot Nitara Notte Nyavalle Nísil Nólard Obanore Ocanyë Odama Odordayn Oillerrya Olive Ondine Ontitiasty Orelewom Ouinquinya Owiol Padillendë Pelyn Peratarmë Perryss Piefte Piela Piendo Pienine Pipperul Pitircyn Plasca Prenna Pringata Quine Raurë Regir Relursone Rennata Ressee Restorywyg Riandë Riddiste Riquenr Rodild Roque Rorsimë Roweau Rowergie Roxand Royat Rúatalë Rúmar Samin Samunondes Sanerne Sebar Selaine Senne Silows Simorice Sineaurne Sivenjas Skertel Smont Sortodou Sousa Stellyari Stenie Stereldë Stmar Strie Stynyárë Sunizory Talari Talit Tanattope Tangarda Tanna Tarel Tarviell Tauregode Terre Tibier Titte Tornuls Toryariot Trannyn Traxara Triarl Trice Trile Tring Troze Trubyss Tyartas Tyvan Tárilúrin Uienrion Uneyberrya Urcay Ursil Usedil Usquitique Vaind Vaine Valaistin Valle Valmorie Valoreado Vandendara Vanko Vanna Vards Velvento Verle Vette Vicold Vieris Vinen Vostyn Vyctië Vyric Vyrretyr Wantus Warmald Wastorron Wavan Womeric Wornë Wriseber Yelysta Yerto Ysery Ysone Yulvele Yvaina Yvaldalt Yvaltren Yávaline Zacia Zacque Zelexinoll Zepeam Ñgolwë Ñgottelie Úmestle

[on-the-clear-blue]

Down in the streets of Gotham, in the side alley next to Express Urgent Care run by one Leslie Thompkins and that was funded by the Martha Wayne Foundation was a soup kitchen.

Well...a soup kitchen of sorts. Not in any way official but if you were hungry in Crime alley you knew that the food would be safe and warm...and it was a place where *you* could be safe and warm.

Danny had left a week after his parents found out that he was Phantom, a week after he had seen their grief, the regret and pain in their eyes. The week had been spent in suspense, he knew that they needed to talk about what had happened but neither of his parents were ever able to even start bringing it up before they were sobbing.

Danny knew his parents loved him, thst his father felt soul crushing guilt, that his mother spent hours staring at herself in the mirror, as if she didn't even know who was looking back at her.

And to spare them both, Danny left.

It wasn't hard to do, not when he could turn invisible and phase through walls, a final text to Sam and Tucker to say his good byes (he knew that they would break and tell his parents where he would be going) and a particularly hard hug to leave from Jazz, Danny flew off with only a back pack.

He had traveled across the US for a few months, occasionally snagging a post card from a super store to send off home, paying only when he had the excess funds (Sam's rants about mega rich corporate billionaires let him know just which stores wouldn't miss the few bucks the cards sold for)

He had met up with Dani a few times, when she was in the country, handing him Vlads credit card and telling him to keep it (though he never did) only ever using it to book a room for a few nights at a hotel to clean himself up and sleep in a real bed.

He settled in Gotham after a while, he had briefly stayed in Faucett but that place didn't have nearly enough ecto for him to live comfortably.

Gotham on the other hand? It had everything, cops that don't question why a teen is on the streets, natural ecto up the wazoo and well...a crime rate that would dissuade his parents ever looking for him there.

He had set up a more permanent shelter in an abandoned apartment building (after chasing out the low level drug dealers that were using it) and found that he kinda liked the vibes of the place under the blatant crimes being committed in broad day light.

Sure people could see you getting mugged and look the other way, but if you were still alive and there 5 minutes later, they would come back, hand you something to clean up your now bloody nose and point out the bodega that had the best sandwiches.

It was a sense of community that Danny didn't know he had missed for the many months he traveled.

His first "cook out" wasn't even supposed to be a cook out, his apartment building was mostly wood and he didn't trust himself to not burn it down, so he came outside, setting up a portable stove and setting up a pot filled with some, water to boil up a soup mix.

As he waited for it to come to temp, he saw the group of homeless rubbing their hands together, watching him with curiosity, though that quickly turned to hunger as the smell of the soup spilled out into the alley.

Instead of turning the others away Danny only shrugged, pulled out his spare paper bowls and handed them out, taking a few bites first to show that it was safe to eat.

What followed was a sort of tradition, Danny would come out a few times a day, take out his hot plate and pot and set up a soup, others started asking if they could pitch in, and well...Danny would have loved to keep providing it freely but his food was quickly dwindling.

So his soup got add in, some jerky that Crazy Tom had got tossed in, a few herbs (re:weeds) were added in by Miss O'Connor, and Danny didn't even know where Lady Dimond pulled out some spices from, but he wasn't about to question the her, he had learned never to question where the working girls hid their things.

And it sort of grew from there, who ever was around came by, some came out of their way to share a meal, but it became a meeting place of sorts "Come by the Kitchen at noon, Tom got his hands on some steak! And it ain't even smells bad!"

Sure gangs tried to pull up on the meeting place, tried to intimidate the people there or coerce them into doing something...well that was until the host, some punk teen with hair darker than black and blue eyes that were so light they were white came up, and dished out a heavy handed fist into their jaws and sent them packing.

And so the Kitchen became a safe space, if you were hungry, if you were in danger, come by the little alley way, right next to the Express Urgent Care, the Host will take care of you there, if your willing to share, to stay peaceful with the rest of the gathered people, then you were welcome to grab a bite and relax, because the Kitchen was always safe.

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It would be a few years since the Kitchen started, since people had brought chairs and tables, since an old grill of questionable origin was left out side it, since tarps with only a few holes were hung up to keep the place dry when it rained, since rugs covered the ground and the the alley it was in was swept clean of any needles or cigarette butts.

But for one boy it had only been a few short days since his Mama died, since he had found her cold and dead in the bathroom, a belt tied around her arm and a needle still in her hand.

Jason was miserable, he had stayed with her for the a single day before he knew he would have to leave, the body of his mother would start to decompose soon, so he did what he had too, calling the police with his mother's phone that didn't have a lot of minutes left on it, telling them the address before hanging up and leaving it there so he couldn't be tracked.

He couldn't be there when the cops showed up, foster care would do shit for him, and at least his Mama would be buried, and not left to rot in their bath tub.

So a young Jason Todd, scared, alone and hungry came to the Kitchen, as his mother had told him to many times before, had told him to seek out it's Host if anything ever happened to her...and well...at the very least he would get something to eat...

[numbuh424]

Day 6 & 7 of @dnrarepairweek | Prompts: PROXIMITY & JUDGEMENT

We interrupt this showdown to bring you an intervention ft. Near and Light who have a serious discussion about where their colleagues' priorities lie.

[naarisz]

Made some character sheets for Ilzt. :)

For the info panel, I used this template by @bareee Thx!

[heartorbit]

beyond journey's end

[demaparbat-hp]

Besties being besties

[queenoftheantz]

Fashionably late, I arrive with a lukewarm tea in one hand, and my Secret Samol gift in the other!

Allow me to present ECLECTIC ATTORNEY- a fan adventure!

My recipient (Biorenewologist/iamnotathing, platform unknown) asked for a Ace Attorney style case for Eclectic, and I did my best to deliver! This is a REAL visual novel game that YOU CAN PLAY!

You do NOT need to have listened to Palisade to solve the mystery, all clues are given to you in the game. However, there will be mild spoilers, like characters/appearances that appear later in the season. It is not canon compliant, Blue Channel crew that never met will be hanging out!

If you have never listened to Friends at the table or Palisade, the character interactions (and there's lots of those) might not be as entertaining for you.

You can play the game here: https://myrdrottningen.itch.io/eclectic-attorney

Warning! This is a MURDER mystery, and will include things like: Blood, death, mentions and depiction of the aftermath of gun violence, murder

Have fun! c:

[rikublivion]

Prove that you are a human via this quick and easy Completely Automated Public Turing test, to tell Computers and Humans Apart!

[cactusjuicecaprisuntm]

Scenario that hit me at like 3am

[anglerflsh]

a homing of pigeons

[kroosluvr]

one... pff... bad touch coming right up

[mollysunder]

It's kind of crazy how Caitlyn's already constructed a version of Jinx that doesn't exist. Caitlyn said she could hear Jinx's laugh, but Jinx has never laughed in front of Caitlyn. Then during the "Hellfire" sequence we get this shot Jinx Caitlyn and the strike team are hunting down.

Jinx has NEVER looked at Caitlyn like this. This is a Jinx from Caitlyn's revenge fantasies, and is no better than the Sky the hexcore conjured up to bait Viktor in his unbalanced state.

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Hello Walten Files Fandom, long time no see

[rlyehtaxidermist]

incidentally i would get the alchemists to respect me because I know how to synthesise mauveine. and they would absolutely not care that i am a quadruple scorpio who disrespects the great work and has stolen their secrets because oh three dicked elf jesus we will all be so fucking rich if the local equivalent of the byzantine aristocracy doesn't have us all executed for purple crimes

[largeonions]

star light, star bright

[skullzy20]

Doodle dump from the whiteboard hosted by @pandeesall !! :]