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Anyway You Want Me: Chapter 1

Word Count: 2,600

Writers Note: This story is just an au of what if my Oc and Elvis met in high school instead of the Louisana Hayride

Warning: None so far except for language and historic language

Pairing: OC x Elvis

Plot: 1953 Memphis Tennessee Cecelia Valmos and her mother move to Shelby County as their house in Nashville is going through renovations, when asked to keep a low profile by her mother Cecelia makes friends with the quirkiest, shy, yet charming kid in class, at least Friends is what she'd call them.

Memphis May 1953

The spring winds of Memphis blew as a pink Chevrolet Bel Air parked in the parking lot of Humes High School. A place where this one particular student knew she wouldn't belong. Getting her books from the back seat, she dusted off her skirt. Looking at her watch, she was almost late for her day of school, and she couldn't be late, or it would set the first impression of herself and the last. The hustle and bustle of everyone was different from when she lived in Georgia, in which everything was a bit slow-paced, and there were a few faces that looked like hers, but here it seemed she was the only face that well looked like hers, and the glares she was getting defined that. Her saddle shoes kept walking down the hall until she found her homeroom. Taking a deep breath, she continued inside until all eyes were on her. Whispers all around the classroom, some of the students pointing and laughing at her,

"Class..."

"CLASS!" The room was silent, "Class, I want everyone to meet Cecelia Valmos. She's our new student, Welcome..."

"Thank you. You know a fun fact about myself is I like comics and-"

"Now attendance."

Cecelia sat in the back of the Class, where a few students had glared at her as if she carried the fleas. Tapping her fingers, Cecelia could tell this would be a stressful time. And she couldn't wait to move to Nashville.

As the bell rang, Cecelia went to her first Class of the day, Which was arithmetic, her least favorite. But very well needed. At least, it was what Midge told her. Taking her seat in the back, Cecelia had begun to read her Batman comic book. Other students filled the room, talking and chattering as she flipped the page on the Joker's crazy antics.

"You're late..."

"S-S-Sorry, I ain't mean to be late, I just..."

" Lost track of time, Mr. Presley." The teacher sighed, following his gaze as his eyes landed on the tawny-skinned girl who had dark brown hair that curled up in a tall style.

"Take your seat, Mr. Presley..."

Sitting next to Cecelia was a kid who had to be about her age. She couldn't tell, and she didn't want to ask. He had blondish brown hair and fading black roots, and he smelled like shoe polish. He also had rolled-up jeans and loafers with pink socks, the same color as hers.

"Is that the 3-D edition..."

"Yeah, it is..." Cecelia kept reading,

"I-I've been tryin to find that one for weeks."

"Found it at a comic shop in Chattanooga." she huffed. She wasn't annoyed that he was talking to her, just while she was reading her comics.

"Am I botherin you, doll..."

"A little, and I'm not your-" Cecelia looked up, seeing eyes bluer than James Dean's and a cute but crooked smile that seemed so shy yet so sweet, "Sorry, I'm new here, and it's stressful, and I don't have any friends an-"

"Mind if I be your friend..."

"I don't mind ah..."

"Elvis Presley... But u-uh, most everyone calls me, well no one calls me anything cept for Red West, who calls me E..."

"Well, I'll call you Pres." She smiled, "I'm Cecelia Valmos, by the way." she winked at him as he blushed a little,

"I'll call you Cece..." he tried to wink back at her, but his hair got in his eyes. Cecelia giggled a bit, "I like it." she grinned. Elvis could feel his heart beat faster, trying to push the emotions aside as he looked into her hazel eyes. Finally, he might not have been so alone in the world.

"So, favorite superhero..."

"Easy, Jay Garrick," she smirked, "What about you?"

"Captain Marvel Jr." he grinned, "Sometimes I imagine myself as him."

"Flying to the rock of eternity ..." Cecelia smiled at him,

"Yeah."

"I used to think I was the Flash until I bumped into a wall." she snorted a bit when she laughed, and she could hear the teacher clearing her throat. Cecelia mouthed sorry as she went back to take her notes.

"Do you understand any of that..."

"Nope..." Cecelia laughed,

The bell rang again as they got up and went to the next Class. Elvis and Cecelia were walking side by side, still talking,

"I love the color pink. My car is pink!"

"No way!"

"It's a Bel Air." she winked,

" You're too cool for me, Cece." He joked as Cecelia nudged him,

"Honestly, I'm just me." she shrugged, "Say, would you care to eat lunch with me?

"Yeah, sure, I ain't got much but-"

"You can have some of my lunch."

"I couldn't."

"I usually don't eat it all."

"You sure?"

Sitting alone at the table were Cecelia and Elvis, who were both enjoying the sandwiches her mother made. "So, how was your first day here so far."

"Eh, crappy..." she sighed,

"The bullies stop eventually." He sighed as Cecelia looked over at him,

"Easy for you to say, I got called a teacher's pet 'cause I knew all the answers in my history class... Not my fault some of us read for fun." she mumbled to herself, "Or in my typing class, I typed over several words a minute, and yet I'm wrong... Well, excuse me for writing songs when I'm bored!" she began to get angry as Elvis looked at her.

"At least you've passed your typing lessons on the first day." He joked, "I got a C in that, which ain't bad..."

"But it's not good, Pres." she looked at him.

"Well, maybe you could tutor me."

"To type? Sure." she smiled, splitting her candy bar with him.

When the day was over, Cecelia went to her car as she saw Elvis walk to his. "Nice 41 Lincoln!" she waved as she was next to her pink beauty. It suited her well. He thought to himself as she got in,

"See you tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah!"

Dinner was on the table, and Cecelia was doing her homework as her mother was on the phone with the electric company. This move was a headache, especially with her mother having an album on the way, Cecelia adjusting, and this house being temporary. It was driving her up a wall.

"I made a friend today-"

"Cecelia, I'm on hold..."

"Right..." She continued to do her homework as she took a deep breath and sighed.

"Mama!" Elvis nearly ran into his family apartment like a whirlwind. It had been a while since Gladys had seen him so happy after school, like a puppy waiting for a treat.

"Elvis!"

"Pa! You'll never believe what I made in school today." he grinned as Vernon was about to guess. "A friend. Well, I think she's a friend. We shared a sandwich together, and I think she's giving me one of her comics to read-"

Gladys chuckled. Vernon perked up. Some special girl if he was going on and on about her like this. To Gladys, it sounded like he had a crush on her.

"So I assume you'll be staying up in class more."Gladys scolded him playfully.

"And paying attention." Vernon glanced at him as Elvis blushed and nodded,

"Of course."

The next day, all the students were back in homeroom, and Cecelia was in the back, dreaming away about her new friend and what they'd talk about that day. That was until a group of girls came behind her and pulled her hair. Cecelia only sighed as she tried to ignore them. It wasn't like she didn't get a note in her locker that said Stay away. Well, words she'd rather not repeat. Yes, this would be a tough couple of months. She just had to make it to,

"Oh shit..."

Her eyes caught on several kids running with scissors in their hands.

"Come here, fairy!" one kid shouted,

"Long-haired freak!"

"Oh, please don't let it be..."

"PRES!" Cecelia shouted, standing up, eyes on her as she grabbed her books, "Ent and I have to go use the girl's room... really, uh, quickly." storming out of the classroom, Cecelia quickly tried to follow the rest of the kids. They had Elvis cornered, with no room to escape, and there was fear in his eyes as if he'd been on death row.

"Maybe we'll cut off those flashy clothes next." It was no secret Elvis craved the fashion of Beale Street, but it wasn't a secret that everyone else at his school hated it, let alone hated him. He could feel the blades get close to his hair, and he closed his eyes and prayed until he heard a voice say.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

Elvis looked at the crowd as he saw Red West and behind him Cecelia.

"Or what!"

"You'll answer to my fist..." Cecelia glared at one of the boys. What was she thinking was the main thing Red and Elvis were thinking.

"Your fist aint gonna do nothing cause you're just a nig-"

POW!

The students scurried, dropping everything they had to torture Elvis. Shaking her wrist, she looked back at the two guys and sighed. She probably made it worse, and the principal would call her mother, and then there'd be a commotion about it all.

"Where'd you learn to throw a punch like that."

"My mother taught me." Cecelia shrugged, looking at Red,

"Some mother..." Red nodded until they both saw Elvis shaking like a leaf.

"El!" Cecelia ran over, "Are you okay? Do you need to go home? Do you wanna stay at my home..." she offered, but Elvis stood up, shook it off, and tried to laugh even though he wanted to cry and scream and yell,

"Cece, Red, I'm fine..."

"E, yer tremblin."

"Like a leaf, Pres..."

"I'M FINE!"

Cecelia approached him, "We're just worried, is all..."

"At least let us walk you to class." Red offered as Elvis nodded.

"So then Superman catches him in the water!" Cecelia said as the three were walking down the hallway,

"You're spoilin' it, Cece." Elvis groaned,

"Well, I have a TV if y'all ever wanna come by and watch it." her southern accent escaped her as Elvis had a slight blush on his cheeks.

"Or we could go to the drive-in!" Cecelia then said as Elvis's eyes wide. He's only ever been a third wheel to the drive-in, mooching off his friend's french fries and whatnot.

"I think I'd leave that up to you two," Red said as Elvis had short-circuited. Walking to their English Class, Elvis had taken in the charm of Cecelia. She was a big ball of mystery who was protective, loyal, and stood up for him after only knowing him for a day. She was kind enough to share her sandwich with him, and she was pretty to look at in her pink gingham dress. But this wasn't how you thought about a friend. Besides, he was Elivs, the weird kid with a guitar.

"Since it's Friday, what'cha got planned for the weekend?"

"Well, work, but I'm off at 3 p.m."

"Well, I'm still new in town, so... maybe you could show me around Beale Street or comic shops you like to go to. Or record stores. I love those!" she began to ramble on as he laughed, her stomach doing small butterflies at the sound of it,

"We can do all of that," he bumped her shoulder as she bumped his back.

"That would be great," Cecelia smiled, "Oh! You'll need my number. So you can call." Things were looking up for Elvis. He had gotten her number. And he got to hang out with her. It wasn't a date, but it sure enough was something. Besides, he spent his weekends playing football, fixing his car, or on Beale Street. Now, he wouldn't have to be alone doing it.

When school was out for the day, Cecelia rushed to her car with a now-popped tire. Oh, how kids are so cruel, but that still didn't stop Cecelia. Going to the back of her car, she rolled the spare tire until she remembered that Midge had taken the tire kit with her. Elvis walked out with Red West, talking to him about his weekend plans, and then he saw Cecelia, who looked like a pinup girl in a calendar posing with a tire, "A little help here..." She sighed, watching some of her peers walk by,

"Could you help me here... And they walked off." Cecelia huffed until she saw Elvis,

"Not bother you, but..."

"I caught a flat last week." Popping open his trunk, he took out the jack. "How'd this happen."

"Those bullies you were talkin about..." she gritted her teeth,

"Don't let 'em get to ya, Cece. Which ain't easy to do," he sighed as he fixed her tire, "Just breathe an Imagine the good Lord pickin' 'em off one by one." Cecelia laughed hard as Elvis laughed with her,

"Morbid, but it helps." Cecelia grinned, "Say, call me when you get home so I know you're safe, okay."

"Cece, I'll be fine." Those hazel eyes pierced his soul in a glare,

"Okay, okay, I will."

"Good, you better, or I'll find out where you live, and I'll!"

"You'll what." He smirked,

"Bug ya!" she smirked,

"Cece the phones for you," Denise said as Cecelia raced down the stairs,

"Thank you, Mother." she winked, taking the phone as she took a deep breath,

"Cecelia speaking,"

"It's me, Elvis, we're still on for tomorrow ."

"You bet we are!" Cecelia grinned, "Do you wanna meet at your job or a restaurant or-"

"My job is fine." Elvis said, "You can park your car in the front, and we'll take mine."

"Sounds good. " she smiled, trying not to sound so giddy, "Oh, and El!" she said as if she forgot something,

"Yeah, Cece?"

"I may have bought several volumes of Captain Marvel Jr."

"You gotta let me read 'em!"

"Why do you think I bought 'em..."

"Cece, you're the best." he grinned.

"No, El, you're the best, " she smiled. If only he knew how much he was starting to mean to her,

"Say, bring the comics. There's a diner in Beale Street we could read 'em at."

"Deal."

"Cece, time to get off the phone."

"Let me guess your mama."

"Mhmm."

"Elvis Aaron Presley!

"Let me guess yours?"

"Yeah,"

"Well, Good night, El,"

"Night, Cece."

"So who was that," Denise asked as Cecelia smiled widely, her dimples on display, "Elvis, he's a friend from school, and he's showing me around town tomorrow." Denise only laughed a little at her daughter's reaction. She was definitely happy to see that something made her smile since they moved to Memphis. "And is this Elvis cute..." Denise asked as Cecelia blushed a bit, embarrassed,

"Mother!" her brown cheeks turning red, "We're just friends!"

"For now... After all, you and Anthony Rodgers were friends..."

"That was a poor judgment. Besides, Anthony's an actor."

"Who pretended to love you to get to me." Her mother was right, but she knew that Elvis was different. Besides, he didn't know her secret. And she didn't plan for him to find out anytime soon either,

"He's not like that."

"What's he like then."

"I don't fully know yet, but he's not that." Cecelia sighed,

"Just becareful tomorrow."

"I will, and you have fun getting daddy to do the electrical work for the studio." Cecelia mentioned as she walked up the stairs.

That night, neither party could hardly fall asleep from the excitement of seeing each other,

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MORE TO COME IN CHAPTER 2!

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fideidefenswhore · 1 month

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Elizabeth was joined by the few ladies and members of her household who had been allowed to accompany her, including Lady Grey (whether Anne or Honora) and possibly Etheldreda Malte and Isabella Markham too– according to Isabella’s son, at some time following her liberation from the Tower in 1554 Elizabeth gave Isabella a rare copper engraving of herself ‘as a token of her affection’. Thus it is possible that, as she journeyed, Elizabeth was at least with some of those of whom she was fond. The party’s first stop was Windsor, where Elizabeth was lodged in the Dean’s House, ‘a place more meet indeed for a priest than a princess’. From there, she was taken in a litter on the next stage of her journey, accompanied not only by Bedingfield but also by Sir John Norris, brother of the executed Sir Henry Norris. People gathered in Windsor to watch as Elizabeth left, escorted by Norris’s servants in their tawny coats. She passed by Eton College, where the scholars came out to greet her, and in every village people lined the streets to cheer her. Women tossed homemade cakes and wafers into the passing litter, a kind gesture for which Elizabeth was grateful.

Young Elizabeth: Elizabeth I and Her Perilous Path to the Crown, Nicola Tallis

#elizabeth i #nicola tallis

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crazydreamercycle · 2 years

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A catalogue of names that are just straight up normal words

Female

Acacia

Amber

Amethyst

Amity

Anemone

Anise

April

Aria

Aspen

Aster

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planetweirdpod · 1 year

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Even Stevens original pilot vs. 3x01 "The Kiss"

#even stevens #disney channel #louis x tawny #louis stevens #tawny dean #2000s #2000s tv

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adelaidedrubman · 2 years

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Can we pretty please see something from footnotes to an inferno or i just wanna fish 👀🙏💜

for you dean i will do a lil of both.... first inferno, content warning for drug mentions and well john is still john (creepy and wet)

“Well then,” he smiled with pleasant professionalism still intact. “I don’t suppose you would know why a van full of members of your wholesome congregation were recently arrested for hauling a pharmacy’s worth of home brewed structural analogues of scopolamine and a militia’s worth of rifles with illegal modifications?”

She turned from her place delicately draping lace between tree branches, tilting her head sweetly to the side and offering a smile more saccharine yet, framed by dimples hollowed into full cheeks, only offset by the sarcasm signaled with the narrowing of tawny eyes and the questioning shrug of her arms. “Am I my brother’s keeper?”

“Given that one of the arrestees had previously been released on parole on the grounds he would be under the supervision of your state funded rehab program, legally speaking I would say yes,” he replied, privately frustrated that she’d turned again so that he couldn’t gauge her reaction. “And I think the ‘Brother’ in question would be inclined to agree. He’s saying that he was transporting the drugs and guns on direct orders.”

“Mmm,” she hummed flatly, scattering a fistful of dried petals along the ground. “And I bet Daniel would be the first convict at risk of losing his parole to try the ‘Officer, I swear it isn’t mine,’ line.”

He smiled wider, this time to himself. Daniel. He hadn’t used the man’s name. She’d already worked out who was involved, and which one had a prior record.

He stepped in behind her, now close enough to smell the heavy floral perfume clouding her to mask a more pleasant undertone of oaky almond and amber spice, pausing a moment to savor the scent and the realization.

She was shaken.

and a little i just wanna fish for flavor <33

“Alright,” the blonde leaned in to hurriedly whisper, propping a forearm against the counter and looking up at Jessie with sudden seriousness. “I swear on my trophy boy’s family jewels that I have never in my hmm hrmph years, ever had to ask another woman this,” she said emphatically, pressing pink lips together to hum indistinctly around the beats of her age. “But how’d you do it?”

Jessie flicked her eyes to the side in confusion, then back to the owner. “Do what?” she asked, matching hushed tone without really knowing why they were whispering.

“C’mon,” she whined under her breath. “If it’s a trade secret I’ll leave it be, but don’t play dumb with me, sugar. How’d ya do it?”

“I’m uh — ” she stalled for words, darting eyes around again as if in search for answers, “I’m not playing. Do what?”

“That,” she hissed, pointing a manicured index over the redhead’s shoulder in the direction of the man still browsing in the back corner. “How’d you get John fucking Seed following you around like a lost puppy?”

She tossed her head to glance back at the man pulling down a life jacket from the rack. “That’s — Uh. He doesn’t — Well, isn’t...” she raised a hand to fidget with the bill of her hat, adjusting it to obscure her face. “I didn’t do anything he — he’s just an asshole.”

#she's lying she knows what she did

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HALLOWEEN II (1981) - Episode 205 - Decades of Horror 1980s

“He was my patient for fifteen years. He became an obsession with me until I realized that there was nothing within him, neither conscious nor reason that was… even remotely human. An hour ago, I stood up and fired six shots into him, and then, he just got up and walked away. ” He shot him! Six times! …or was it seven? Join your faithful Grue-Crew – Chad Hunt, Bill Mulligan, Crystal Cleveland, and Jeff Mohr – as they count the shots The Shape takes from Dr. Loomis in Halloween II (1981).

Decades of Horror 1980s Episode 205 – Halloween II (1981)

Join the Crew on the Gruesome Magazine YouTube channel! Subscribe today! And click the alert to get notified of new content! https://youtube.com/gruesomemagazine

While Dr. Loomis hunts for Michael Myers, a traumatized Laurie is rushed to Haddonfield Memorial Hospital, and The Shape is not far behind her.

Director: Rick Rosenthal

Writers: John Carpenter, Debra Hill

Music by: John Carpenter, Alan Howarth

Cinematography by: Dean Cundey (director of photography)

Film Editing by: Mark Goldblatt, Skip Schoolnik

Selected Cast:

Jamie Lee Curtis as Laurie Strode

Nichole Drucker as Young Laurie Strode

Donald Pleasence as Dr. Sam Loomis

Dick Warlock as Michael Myers / The Shape / Patrolman #3

Adam Gunn as Young Michael Myers

Nick Castle and Tony Moran as Michael Myers (archive footage)

Charles Cyphers as Sheriff Leigh Brackett

Lance Guest as Jimmy

Pamela Susan Shoop as Nurse Karen Bailey

Hunter von Leer as Deputy Gary Hunt

Tawny Moyer as Nurse Jill Franco

Ana Alicia as Nurse Janet Marshall

Nancy Stephens as Marion Chambers

Gloria Gifford as Nurse Virginia Alves

Leo Rossi as Budd Scarlotti

Ford Rainey as Dr. Frederick Mixter

Jeffrey Kramer as Graham

Cliff Emmich as Bernard Garrett

John Zenda as Marshal Terrence Gummell

Anne Bruner as Alice Martin

Lucille Benson as Mrs Elrod

Catherine Bergstrom as Debra Lane

Anne-Marie Martin as Darcy Essmont

Dana Carvey as Barry McNichol

Billy Warlock as Craig Levant

Nancy Loomis as Annie Brackett (corpse cameo)

Brian Andrews as Tommy Doyle (archive footage)

Kyle Richards as Lindsey Wallace (archive footage)

Jonathan Prince as Randy Lohnner

Jack Verbois as Ben Tramer

Halloween II, the sometimes denigrated sequel to the original, is Jeff’s pick. The film picks up right where Halloween (1978) left off but with much more of an 80s slasher feel than the first entry in the franchise. Jeff laments the “apparent” loss of Dr. Loomis and thinks Laurie Strode is more of a target than an active participant. Crystal advises viewers that if they watch Halloween II without thinking too much, they’ll have a good time. She doesn’t care one way or the other about the reveal that Laurie is Michael’s sister and points out Michael’s move into the realm of the supernatural with his ability to survive umpteen point-blank gunshots.

Chad is glad Halloween II is different from the first entry in the franchise. To his mind, it would have failed if the filmmakers had tried to copy John Carpenter’s seminal work. He agrees that the filmmakers beefed up the gore and the violence to compete with early 80s slashers. He liked it coming out of the theater in 1981 and he still likes it. Though admittedly not fond of the Halloween franchise, Bill enjoys Halloween II more now than when he first saw it. He still doesn’t care for the Laurie-is-Michael’s-sister twist, pointing out that the idea doesn’t really go anywhere in this specific movie.

Collectively, your 1980s Grue-Crew enjoy Halloween II and though admitting it doesn’t reach the heights of its predecessor, give it a hearty recommendation. Hey! It’s Halloween! At the time of this writing, Halloween II can be streamed from Shudder and Tubi (w/ads) and is available on physical media as a SHOUT! Factory Collector’s Edition [4K UHD] and on Blu-ray as a stand-alone or in a variety of box set combinations from multiple companies.

For more Halloween franchise-related podcasts, check out these episodes from the Gruesome Magazine family of podcasts:

Halloween (1978) — Episode 82 — Decades Of Horror 1970s

HALLOWEEN III: SEASON OF THE WITCH (1982) – Episode 198 – Decades Of Horror 1980s

Monster Movie Podcast – Episode 63 – Halloween III

Halloween – The Haunting Of Hill House – Episode 295 – Horror News Radio

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Hello! I'm looking for some masculine name ideas for a Sniper-kin ; if you want to experiment with making it earth/forest/canine themed that'd be really swag

hello!! wasn’t too sure about how masc some of these names feel, but i hope you find something you like regardless!

there's not as much as i normally end up doing, but it's still quite the list so i put them under the cut 👍.

acacia

acacius

ace

ackley

acorn

affie

alaska

alfie

alpine

arbor

arc

archer

archie

arctic

aries

arthur

artus

ash

asher

ashford

ashton

aster

atlas

august

augustin(e)

augustus

avens

avery

bandit

baron

basil

bass

basset

bay

bear

beaumont

beck

beetle

ben

bengal

benji

benny

bentley

benton

berry

birch

birk

blackjack

blaze

blue

blume

bo, boe

bolt

bone

boomer

borage

border

boxer

bracker

bracket

bramble

briar

brick

brin

brock

bryce

bryn

buck

bud

bull

burr

bush

busher

bushie, bushy

butch

buzz

caelum, caylum

callum

cane, kane

canid

canine

canyon

cas

casey

caspian

cedar

cerberus

charcoal

charlie

cheddar

chen

chez

chow

cider

ciel

cinder

citrine

citron

citrus

clay

clement

cliff

cloud

coal

coast

cobalt

cobolt

cocoa

collie

colt

columbine

columbo

columbus

conan

cooper

copper

cove

coy

coyote

crane

crimson

crispin

crow

curry

cyan

cypress

dagwood

dak

dakota, dakoda

dale

dane

dante

darrah

darren

darrow

david

dawson

deacon

dean

declan

den

denis, denys

deniz

denver

derry

dhole

digger

dill

dingo

dipper

douglas

drake

duff(y)

duke

dulce

dune

dusk

dust

dustin

dusty

dutch

dutchen

east

eden

elvis

elwood

emerald

emerson

emery

everest

everett

evergreen

falcon

fallon

fang

farley

fennec

fennel

fergus

fews

fin, finn

finch

finley, finnley

fir

firth

fish

fisher

flax

flint

florence

florent

flynn

ford

forest

forester

frank

frankie

franklin

fraser, frazier, frasier, frazer

frost

gale(n)

gardner

gene

genesis

ginger

goldie

grain

grey, gray

grove(s)

hades

harvest

hawk(e)

hazel

heath

hercules

hive

holland

hound

hugo

hum

hummer

hunt

hunter

huntie, hunty

jack

jackal

jackie, jacky

jason

jasper

jay

jett

joey

jove

july

june

juniper

juno

jupiter

kai

kale

kestrel

kip

kippy, kippie

koa

koi

lake

lark

leo

loch

locust

lodge

lotis

lotus

lucky

lumen

lupin(e)

lupis

mace

magnus

mane(d)

mango

march

marley

marlow

marsh

marshal(l)

matchbox

maverick

max

meek

meer

merlin

mickey

mint(y)

mob(y)

moose

morgan

morris

moses

moss

mossy, mossie

nash

nasher

nicholas

noble

norman

north

nox

oak

oakie

odie

odin

oleander

olive(r)

olivier

ollie

oto

otter

otto

ottoman

packet(t)

pear

percival

percy

perry

perseus

picard

pickle

pine

pongo

prairie

prince

red, redd

reed, reid

ren

rhodes

rhody

ridge

rock(e)

rocky, rockie

roman

ronat

rook

root

rory

rover

rudy

rune

russel

salmon

samsun, samson

scruff

scruffy, scruffie

silver

silvester

skylark

smokey

sol

solei(l)

solomon

sorrel

south

spade

sparrow

spot

spruce

stag

sterling

stone

sun

sunray

talon

tawny

terran

terro

terry, terrie

theo

thistle

thor

thyme

titan

toms

trip

tunnel

turtle

velvet

vulp

vulpes

wade

wane

warbler

wax

waxer

weaver

wells

west

whistler

winston

wolf(e)

wood

woodrow

woodson

woody, woodie

york

zeus

#request accepted | ''Allons-y; Allonzo!''#anonymous request #name suggestions | ''How would you feel about Who?''#tf2kin #tf2 kin

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