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[ruled-by-cool]

Chi Avende backstory. Still disjointed!

Chi Avende and his companions met Asius. They didn't meet Asius. They met Guneus. They didn't meet Guneus. They rescued, ignored, accepted, rejected. 

When they saw redcaps attack Gladewood, Asius said it wasn't their problem, and Lycaste insisted that they had to hurry to her people to have the soulslayer parasites removed. 

When they saw redcaps attack Gladewood, Chi Avende and Guneus insisted they help.

Chi Avende: What's the point of power if it doesn't benefit anyone?

Guneus: My thoughts exactly.

Asius: The point of power is to benefit us.

Chi Avende: I've only been a battlemage a few days. I ought to get some practice in.

[moraxsthrone]

CRYSSSSSSSSSSS CRYS WHEN I FIND YOU /pos /aff 😭💗😭💗😭

Kinktober Day 3 - Oviposition ft Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail)

Soooooooo.... this got out of hand WHEEZE as it always does when it involves dragon eggs. I'm-.... I'm just hopeless atp. Buckle up I'm about to ignore canon and pull a lot of made up shit from thin air for the sake of horny, lmaoooo. Lovingly dedicated to @moraxsthrone

This is how Tang Tang was made//HIT

At first, you aren’t sure if you heard correctly. 

Dan Heng says nothing but pointedly avoids your gaze with a healthy blush on his cheeks.

“Did you say, uh… maybe I misheard but-” You start.

“Eggs.” Dan Heng repeats. “Dragon eggs, much smaller, of course, but they… could be viable…”

“... Eggs.” You say with a blink. 

Dan Heng sighs. “Yes.” And turns around to stare and interact with a few screens. “According to some ancient records it seems, those who have fully realized their potential as draconic Vidhyadara and manifest the dragon-like characteristics and behaviors, could, in theory, be able to pass on genes and reproduce like our reptile counterparts.” 

He is still not looking at you. Scrolling mindlessly through windows of text and opening and closing tabs. He’s nervous, you know it. 

“Children.” You blurt.

“Yes, I… it’s understandable if you have reservations. There is time to consider, I don’t want you to feel obligated to anything or…”

There’s a bit of hope in his voice, your heart warms up and flutters. Children. It’s been such an accepted impossibility in your relationship. You’ve entertained the idea of adoption someday. Now there could be a chance?

You just never imagined it would involve getting railed and apparently pumped full of-

You inhale, close your eyes, and decide to speak before you think too much about it. “Alright, but you have a lot to explain.” 

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And so, he explains. In excruciating detail. 

Dan Heng seems to be pondering aloud just as much as he is trying to explain the whole process. All an educated guess, though, as he puts it. You’re working with estimations and are not sure how to feel about that but he’s put an incredible amount of research into it all and that, at least, soothes you.

Over the years you’ve seen Dan Hang in many different ways and dealt with your fair share of… interesting Vidyadhara traits. Mates? Good. Funky dragon anatomy? Very good. Being protective and territorial over you? Yes. But eggs… will definitely be new. 

Your back hits the mattress and you shiver nervously, only in your underwear. Dan Heng kisses you softly, his hand cupping your cheek. Like this his eyes have an almost ethereal glow and his long dark hair is unbound falling down his back. Teal horns crown his head, and though they aren’t new you can’t help but be amazed by them every time.

“How do you feel? Are you sure about this?” He asks tenderly. 

You’re trying hard not to think too much about your previous discussions, sneaking a glance at his underwear out of the corner of your eye, or more accurately, at the large bulge in it. 

You lick your lips nervously and nod “Yeah… yeah, sure.” 

He sighs and smooths a hand along your shoulder. “If you have changed your mind-”

“No, no! I haven’t I promise I just… I’m nervous, there’s a lot to consider and…” You stare at him for a moment and remember, he is walking this path with you, just as lost and nervous. “I love you.” You smile reassuringly. “I love you so much. I want this.”

His breath comes out in a woosh and he leans forward again to kiss you. 

It’s passionate, demanding, his tongue tangles with yours and explores your mouth and you groan, your body melting under him, hands roaming each other’s bodies. You see his teal dragon tail manifesting, swaying about excitedly before curling around your ankle possessively.     

He massages your breast, pinching a nipple between his fingers to bring it to a stiff peak, you whine and arch your back, he takes the chance to make short work of your bra and toss it somewhere along the dark room before your arms curl around his neck once more to pull him down into another kiss.

His hips buck into yours and he moans. Even through the fabric you can already tell this time something is different. 

And honestly you can’t wait. 

Your fingers hook at the edge of his underwear, teasing, and start to pull down, Dan Heng groans and helps you discard his last piece of clothing, your panties quickly joining after and this is it. You stare.

Not just his gorgeous, thick cock you’ve come to love so much but two. Two.

One is relatively normal, his shape and girth familiar despite the clear draconic hue from his dark uncut tip and soft ridges. The other slightly larger, with a pointier tip, not as strange as Dan Heng had made it out to be. The Vidyadhara had been all shy and hesitant about it, both out of embarrassment and perhaps because he was afraid it might scare you off. 

Instead, desire pools between your legs. Oh, how you want.

“A-Alright, so first I should-!!” Any other words are lost in a strangled moan as you reach out and wrap your hand around the unfamiliar length. It’s hot in your palm, thick and firm. Dan Heng hisses as you tentatively jerk it a bit, squeezing around the tip, it’s spade-shaped and neatly tapered, perfect for reaching deep and pressing on just the right spots. 

Or so you assume, won’t know until you try.

He bucks into your hand with a grunt and you stare fascinated at the leaking tip, before either of you can process it, you dark forward and lap at it. “Hng!” He tosses his head back and his hand flies to grip at your hair. 

It tastes salty, slightly more viscous and you can’t get enough of it, you gingerly kiss at the tip and mouth at it before closing your lips around the crown, it’s thick in your mouth, your hand teasing the rest of it. 

You stare up at Dan Heng, his eyes shut tight, brow furrowed and face flushed all the way to the tips of his pointy ears, he’s tense and shivering, clearly holding back from rutting into the wet warmth of your throat. 

So, you attempt to take him deeper, moaning for good measure so the vibrations drive him insane, and you’re rewarded with more pleasured noises that make your pussy clench.

“My love… w-wait-” He gasps, you run your tongue along the underside of his length. “Fuck-!” Ohhh he’s losing his composure, his grip on your hair tightening. When your other hand curls around his unattended cock, thumb swirling at the tip, he snaps. “Enough.”

You pull off with a wet pop, licking your lips and catching your breath. 

Dan Heng pushes you back with a hand and you follow easily, back hitting the mattress and spreading your legs eagerly for him to slot in. He reaches for a pillow and places it under your hips, raising the slightly, his tail now curls around your thigh. 

Your stares cross, love and lust mixing. 

“Are you ready?” He asks, his thumb rubbing over your entrance, finding you dripping wet. 

“Yes, Aeons, yes…”

He leans down to kiss you again, tender this time, there’s a sense of intimacy that warms you. How you love this man, this dragon. The way he dotes over you, the way he breathes in your scent and kisses you and holds you close, tender. 

He sinks two fingers inside you and you whimper into the kiss. He works you open slowly, reverent, pulling in and out, stretching them a bit and adding a third. You’re squirming, desperate and worked up. Nails dragging on his back and shoulders. “Dan Heng please…” 

He kisses at your neck, nips the skin there with his fangs. “Be patient, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. Please, just put it in. Breed me.” 

He stops, you hear a little growl, ragged breath on your collarbone, and suddenly the fingers are gone. You barely have time to miss them when that thick pointy cockhead is pressing against you. 

Then it sinks in, the glide slow and gentle with Dan Heng’s careful movements.  

And oh, oh- you feel him stretch you. Thick and long and so, so hot. It spears you open in the most delicious way, rubbing at your insides as he pulls out ever so slightly before fucking in deeper with slow rolls of his hips.

You toss your head back and moan. You feel so full, deliciously complete. The draconic cock settling deep inside as Dan Heng bottoms out, his balls flush against your taint and the second cock dribbling precum everywhere on your thigh and navel.  

You take a moment or two to settle, both of you, and then he starts moving. Dan Heng pulls back and rolls into you languidly, slow and deep, testing the waters. 

“So good for me… so warm and… thigh-!” He murmurs against your skin, pressing kisses anywhere he can reach. You keen, arching off the mattress and meeting his every thrust.

The air is thick and heavy, he presses as close as he can against you, your legs lock behind his back as he gradually speeds up. Your thoughts are fuzzy, blissed-out. The room is a cacophony of moans and whimpers and the sound of skin on skin. 

“I need- please- Dan Heng-!!”

The drag of his cock sets you alight, every nerve stimulated, pleasure building and building…

“I’m close” He rasps out. You’re about to tell him to come deep inside as he always does and then you remember.

“Oh.”

Dan Heng’s grip tightens in the sheets, his thrusts slow to a crawl and you suddenly feel a subtle bulge pressing against your hole. “T-that’s-” You say breathlessly. 

An egg.

He presses his forehead against yours and rolls his hips a little more insistent, trying to ease it in “Careful now…relax for me.” 

You’re trying but the pressure is intense and you’re already so full of thick cock. How can you take more? You whimper.

“I’m-”

“You can do it.”

A dragon egg, a little dragon baby. A tiny piece of you and him joining to create something wonderful. This is why you’re doing this. 

“Almost there” His voice is a soothing balm, con contradictory to the way he ruts into you, pushing your limits. But the way his teal eyes almost glow, pupils pulled to slits, flushed and panting but so determined, staring at you with so much love. You bite your lip and cant your hips, muffling your cries as his cock slips deeper with every thrust. 

It feels like an eternity when the ovipositor slips back all the way inside, and you cry out.

Dan Heng’s thumb traces your clit and while he can’t really pull out, he fucks into you with a nice deep grind.

“Dan Heng-!” You whisper, nothing more than a debauched breathless mess. “Dan Heng, Dan Heng, Dan Heng…”

The coil in your gut snaps and you come with a scream, tears springing to your eyes and your walls fluttering around his length, easing the egg deep inside you. He fucks a few more thrusts into you and then makes a noise you never heard from him before, a sort of choked growl.

Then, he stills.

You spend a few moments catching your breath and Dan Heng nuzzles into you, kissing away your tears as you lie a full, overstimulated, flushed mess. 

“Bear with me just a little longer.” He pants, pulling back a a little to hover over you. You groan, having almost forgotten about this particular step and the promise of his other cock, the one more familiar to you. 

He eases the ovipositor out of you slowly. The egg vaguely feeling heavy and round in your womb. You can’t think straight as Dan Heng shifts against you, his other cock resting against your entrance before easily sinking in, smaller than the first, bottoming out immediately. 

You sigh.

“I… I won’t last long.” He admits.

“Breed me.” You repeat. “Our egg will take.”

It seems like the right incentive as he starts fucking into you in a frenzied pace, pressing and pulling at your insides. You sob and squirm, uselessly trying to match his rhythm. He growls, groans and tips over surprisingly quickly, filling you up with sticky cum. 

Your body sags, spent, aching, full, and so utterly satisfied. He stays lodged in deep and doesn’t move. You both take a moment to come down from the intense high. 

Dan Heng slides a hand along your tummy, smoothing the skin there and feeling the very small subtle bulge there. “Mine. All mine… both of you.” He claims.  

You place your hand on his and smile weakly.

He finally pulls out, making you groan at the emptiness, and maneuvers you both onto your sides, spooning you. He brushes at your hair and kisses the back of your neck, whispering sweet nothings “You did so well. I love you.” His hand rests on the soft curve of your stomach. The barest signs of a bump that could be easily missed. “Rest.” 

You sigh deeply, content. “Love you too…” Comes out slightly slurred. And so, you rest.

[babyrdie]

how about trojans? i don't think you've ever posted a art with them

Details:

I'm obviously not drawing everyone here. There are a lot of people!

Hecuba and Priam are both in designs where they definitely weren't young newly adults, but they also aren't elderly like they should have been in the Trojan War. The reason is that then I would have to draw them with white hair and that would prevent me from properly seeing who pulled who. So here are Hecuba and Priam definitely pre-Iliad.

Too lazy to draw feet.

Hector

He's the firstborn son of a shocking number of children, so I'm going to let the guy have at least a few frown lines alone, because this man must have frowned a lot throughout his life. In this house, we give AT LEAST an eternal frown!

I imagine him being the same height as Patroclus and Achilles because the three of them wear the same armor. Now you might say “but Birdie, that physique is CLEARLY bigger than the other two” and I agree! My excuse for this is that there's a part that says Zeus changed Achilles' armor when Hector put it on, and I always figured that was about the width. Reason: Achilles is a warrior focused on speed, so I don't imagine him being the width of a refrigerator, so to speak, and on the other hand Hector and Big Ajax seem to be somewhat similar in fighting style, so I think Hector and Achilles had a difference in size in subject width. I also made him quite tan because he was one of the main warriors.

So he decreed and the son of Cronus bowed his craggy dark brows. fitted the armor tightly on Hector's body and Ares surged in his heart with awesome force, filling his limbs with power and fighting strength.

The Iliad, XVII, 240-244. Tranlstion by Robert Fagles.

Hecuba

Hecuba has more than one attributed father, but I decided to go with the Phrygian king Dymas, described in The Iliad as Hecuba's father.

[...] Asius, an uncle of stallion-breaking Hector, a blood brother of Hecuba, son of Dymas who lived in Phrygia near Sangarius' rapids. [...]

The Iliad, XVI, 837-839. Translation by Robert Fagles.

I won't lie to you: I was unsure about how to draw her. Phrygians are a very uncertain people in terms of information, and this definitely didn't help make the whole thing easier since I was following the version where Hecuba is Phrygian. I have researched for a long time, and yet the Phrygians remain a very obscure people. And I couldn't draw Paris and Laodice before her because I wanted them to look specifically like her, so my delay was holding those two back. After much consideration, I decided to simply go with these two (both late) descriptions of Hecuba:

Hecuba: dark, good eyes, full grown, good nose, beautiful, generous, talkative, calm.

Chronography, 5.106, by the byzantine Ionnis Malalas. Translation by Brady Kiesling.

Hecuba was beautiful, her figure large, her complexion dark. She thought like a man and was pious and just.

Dares Phrygius, 12, uncertain author. Translation by R.M Frazer.

I also wanted to make Hecuba beautiful. Not only because she' s usually described that way, but also because there are myths in which she's Apollo's lover. I think that to have attracted Apollo Hecuba must have been really beautiful, as well as calm and thoughtful. And it's precisely because I wanted to follow the idea of Hecuba being beautiful that I wanted to make Paris (generally described as one of the most beautiful Trojans in myths in general) and Laodice (described as the most beautiful daughter of Priam by Homer) take after her.

[...] Afterwards Hecuba bore sons [...] and Troilus: this last she is said to have had by Apollo.

Library, 5.12.5, by Pseudo-Apollodorus. Translation by J.G Frazer.

Deiphobus

Honestly, I don't have much to say. He's a typical warrior and looks more like Priam. And yes, it's on purpose to make him look like my Menelaus (although there's a chance I might redesign Menelaus).

Laodice

Laodice is described as Priam's most beautiful daughter, which is why I made her look like Hecuba. Among the princes and princesses, she's the most physically similar to Paris, as he's also one of the most beautiful and also looks like Hecuba. She's not a very prominent character in mythology, but I don't know… there's something about her that interests me, so I put some effort into trying to make her design look good.

[...] looking for all the world like Hector's sister wed to Antenor's son, Helicaon's bride Laodice, the loveliest daughter Priam ever bred.

The Iliad, III, 147-149. Translation by Robert Fagles.

And there at the palace Hector's mother met her son, that warm, goodhearted woman, going in with Laodice, the loveliest daughter Hecuba ever bred.

The Iliad, VI, 298-300. Translation by Robert Fagles.

I like to think that she partially understands Helen, knowing what it's like to have so much attention that it's negative because of her appearance, but in the end she's not really close to her (I'm going with the versions where Hector and Priam are the only ones who treat Helen really well. I don't think Laodice was the type to be actively mean to her, just the type to avoid interaction).

Priam

Priam actually participated in wars, so don't think I made him smaller because he's horrible at fighting. He simply has these genetics and, at the specific age I chose for him here, he's already at least around fifty years old. Additionally, I made his eyes look like a golden honey as a reference to Apollo, because of the god's association with knowledge. I could have made it gray in reference to Athena's wisdom, but I don't think it would fit. And yeah, specifically Polyxena, Helenus and Cassandra having this eye color was on purpose!

Paris

He takes after his mother Hecuba, and is beautiful like her. He is usually portrayed in antiquity as blond, but I REALLY wanted to make him look like my Hecuba, and if I followed that description, he would look like my Priam. So that's why I'm taking creative liberty here, but know that I KNOW he was usually blonde. I must be honest in admitting that my Paris is also very slightly inspired by Enrique Simonet's, because El Juicio de Paris was one of the first paintings referring to Greek mythology that I saw and that's why it left a strong impression on me. Even from the back he looks really handsome, so yes, I'll be using it for inspiration even though it's definitely not an ancient Greek source.

Normally Paris is drawn without any muscle and I understand why! In myths he's often considered effeminate, and he's sometimes reputed to be weak. BUT I personally can't see him being like that, and I think it would be perfectly possible to balance a slightly more feminine appearance with an athletic physique (I did this with my Achilles, after all). And now I'm going to do a kind of dissertation on why my Paris's physique is like this, even though you, dear anon, didn't ask!

Archery itself doesn't need to change the physique exceptionally, and you can see this by analyzing photos of Olympian archers (they, at most, have athletic arms). I literally even know someone who does archery and they don't have a Green Arrow-esque physique. Generally, archers with more developed physiques are those who use very heavy bows, as they require greater strength from the muscles used to pull and release the string, and who place some additional effort in other physical activities besides archery (for example , bodybuilding). In other words, Paris being a good archer wouldn't necessarily make him have to be super muscular, although it could give him good arms (and back, I imagine).

There is another however. Paris is a prince, but he wasn't raised like a prince. The opposite, actually! He was raised by a commoner shepherd, and I really doubt that Paris spent days of his life lying around just eating grapes given to him, he certainly did some physical work. I tried to imagine more of a farmer vibe, because they're the type of people who do manual work every day. If you notice, being a farmer doesn't necessarily make you an aspiring bodybuilder, but in many cases it makes you stronger. Even in cases of farmers who have a pot belly, you've probably seen one who had at least some semi-impressive biceps. In other words, Paris doing manual labor doesn't necessarily make him Big Ajax, but it really gets in the way of the image of him being like my Helenus.

Polyxena

Polyxena is mainly remembered for being a kind of Trojan Iphigenia, in the sense that the Greeks at a certain point are in one place because the wind is paralyzed by a greater force and this greater force will only allow them to go to their goal with the sacrifice of a young virgin, who is portrayed as courageously accepting her sacrifice. She also plays an important role in the later versions of the myths regarding Achilles' death, taking advantage of his passion for her to deceive him in order to lead him to his death (I say later because in fact it is later. The older versions didn't include Polyxena having that role). Despite being a later version, I based her intelligence on the versions where she plays a role in Achilles' death and gave her more knowing eyes.

Interestingly, I found her described as tall in two versions (Malalas and whoever wrote Dares' account. Though it's interesting that one specified black for her hair and the other said blonde and in response, I did it...brown), but I really wish Laodice's height was more detachable, so here my Polyxena isn't tall. Although described as tall in both versions, both versions find a way to say that something about her is small (in one, her feet. In other, her fingers), so I made her physique more similar to Priam's genetics than to Hecuba's.

Helenus

Helenus is Cassandra's twin brother and is capable of prophesying like her. While they are not identical twins, they look very similar. Even though he also didn't believe in Cassandra like everyone else, I like to think they were still close. Helenus purposely avoids cutting his hair so that they look even more alike and as children they could be a pain in Hector's ass for swapping places with the intention of tricking their older brother. The myths don't tend to highlight him for any athletic or warrior ability, but more for his prophetic or intellectual ability, so I really didn't make a point of giving him muscles (I know he fights in the Iliad, I just don't think it's the most interesting part of him. Let's face it, no one remembers him because he picked up a spear or a bow or something like that, people remember him because he prophesied). Helenus looks a lot like his father Priam, who is short and has a thin physique genetics. The reason he seems more “brilliant” than Cassandra is precisely because the difference in treatment given to the two certainly affects the way they live and think. Suffice to say, Helenus is less anxious and frustrated.

Cassandra

I want to make something clear right away, because I've seen a similar misunderstanding happen before: my Cassandra isn't thin because she isn't well fed in Troy. She's a princess and a prophetess, she IS well fed. She just has a really thin physique, just look at Helenus and Polyxena. I like to make characters look different from each other, and I noticed that, with the exception of Penelope (who I didn't even post in full body), I was lacking in female characters that were very uncurvy. So here's Cassandra.

She's Helenus's twin sister, although they aren't identical twins. However, they're still similar! They both mainly take after their father Priam, and the reason I specifically chose blonde for them is because I had the interpretation that Cassandra was blonde when I read The Iliad. They actually have the same eye color, I just prefer to make Cassandra's look darker because there is a difference between the treatment given to the two. Helenus's prophecies are believed, which allows him to be a more hopeful and calm person. Cassandra isn't believed and is often seen as crazy (just look at the treatment given to her in Alexandra and The Trojan Women, for example), which makes her seem less like she's smiling 24 hours a day and more like she's constantly frustrated.

Cassandra is indeed pretty, but I didn't try to exaggerate her too much because I don't want to give her the vibe of untouchable beauty. I think Cassandra's emotional aspect is infinitely more interesting, and I tried to convey that in the design. I like this kind of complicated relationship with Apollo, in which she's bitter for Apollo having cursed her (as seen in The Oresteia) and at the same time admires him as her god (as seen in The Trojan Women). She feels frustrated by feeling helpless, knowing that she can't do anything to stop what's going to happen. The reason she has dark circles under her eyes is because, honestly, I can't imagine being her without eventually developing anxiety. And one of the characteristics of anxiety is precisely these piles of terrifying thoughts about the future that absolutely prevent you from getting a decent sleep. In this specific drawing I didn't draw nails, but I imagine she bites them too.

Height Comparison

[stiffyck]

Stiff omg I have such a sick idea

Image doll Scar at the end of limited life

His time runs out but, how are you supposed to kill something that isn't alive? So the game simply shuts his body down. He can't move but since he's not just a body, his consciousness is still very much in there, trapped in a wooden prison. And maybe his death isn't at the end of the series so things are still going on. He can still see chat messages and the death messages of his friends, but there's nothing he can do and why hasn't anyone found him yet! Then the series ends, the winner logs out and Grian goes watcher mode to do upkeep on the code and backup the server. He checks the player list and sees Scar is still there in spectator mode. "Not funny Scar, I need you to log off now." Obviously he can't because he's been trapped in his body for weeks. So Grian uses some watcher powers to teleport to his location and sees a poor little doll, broken and growing mold and upon closer inspection, he realizes it's Scar. - 🌟

ASIU FGASUODFZGSUDOZ FGUF Z

OH MY GODDDD YES HOLY SHIT ALKJHFLJK

[unexploredcast]

Taken captive by Ellis and his forces, Asius, Cal, and Tamina finally understand what must be done. Cal slips out, Tamina harnesses the power she was given, Asius comforts the dying. 

happy Lunar New Year! check out the finale of Venture to see if we manage to fix/save the Moon! 🌔✨

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[444names]

imperial from tes, french and quenya names all with diacritics removed

Acarne Adarier Aduralba Aesterel Aevus Alactaridi Alauron Alcan Alendia Aligna Alleonius Alpina Amarier Amaris Amounil Anderme Andes Angulio Aquettus Arany Ardsmint Arindrius Asilil Asius Assea Astisian Ataminis Atian Atontius Atreld Audidan Augeon Aurohedrio Avesse Axille Balinque Banar Barius Bellana Belley Belloio Bendedge Benwenden Betinvex Bited Blinathis Bracato Briania Brodianus Brome Bruthan Buion Burca Cabenia Cadius Caecia Caele Calain Calaurius Caleociro Caleof Callus Canchan Candi Caphirre Caphori Captius Carcia Carion Carus Casanus Castilust Cense Chalvinie Chancelle Citus Cladfarius Clana Clander Clixtus Clomiered Coliele Colixus Coloof Comengdia Comenter Cossan Daller Dambro Deria Dessic Devinysi Diusk Dolun Doregur Dostarna Drent Druing Dulus Dustiond Eadors Eatitia Edestalan Elaentami Eldess Eldilen Elendume Elleo Emius Enirdia Entuma Eptia Erius Ertea Esahang Escuna Estarth Etius Etundus Eudil Fabers Fabestir Fabson Falburen Falius Falontur Falova Fandesne Fanien Fantatye Farryarsus Farstelle Fatcha Fatin Final Finanur Flaelvar Flaire Flogeme Flucilmo Folambrin Foria Forto Frianuscht Fronna Gaechar Gaudius Gavatar Gavria Gemmar Ginarde Gleyna Gratoul Guncaprana Handele Harcome Hards Harius Hastorius Hatiner Hedolan Hereles Heris Hermosto Hettic Hilin Hipius Hitiust Horna Hossynain Houia Howvalius Hrattus Hrine Hrinie Hugus Hyarde Ickwentius Iloger Imbarcel Imbarto Imono Inces Indil Indormore Initia Irius Irmere Iscedrier Isius Ismande Istia Jacia Jacquagrus Jeacatir Jeaurgiana Jeren Jeride Jessaelvo Jesta Jirinius Josaeudia Jucas Kirstarvie Krass Lacarand Laelde Lairatius Lator Laudent Leconde Lendece Lentia Letiling Licinius Ligus Limeanis Limegina Liste Liveren Lodoronia Loirbea Lotents Lundius Lupicennin Maccilanus Macolie Magil Mandius Manice Manna Manollimus Marasus Mardi Margesos Maruccus Mauguenyan Mendefta Menincie Mergio Metius Miele Miestar Miromelia Mirtius Mitius Mituria Miuser Monorus Motelinus Motinortas Murus Nabnus Nacalor Nagly Nalest Natumus Niandus Niefure Nientus Nolca Nosinan Notia Oamildo Obeas Ohienrius Olinus Ollaquesta Ondua Onick Onindre Onius Ontorma Oramaxiust Ordexius Ottorionee Pamis Pands Papolam Pards Pargia Patanine Patar Patchronis Pattata Paurcorien Peesdria Pelit Perius Pertiang Pioran Pirene Pisse Pistius Piulp Plaundius Plius Porne Pornia Pottel Prane Pricele Prius Prote Quenia Quitina Raccard Racia Raforil Ragin Ranuron Rasio Ratia Reals Rende Reniancus Renus Reyndius Rhers Riseren Risongwang Roade Roambarne Rolkirge Rondrie Rossellius Rotelex Ruliennia Rullisleo Saber Sador Salace Salannus Sauretio Scaren Scasseina Scelemiln Sebeius Seced Seius Senderpus Sephis Serian Sibarine Siligna Silivine Silmarne Singiving Skielia Skinia Skylvionte Sominwe Sondexim Sonus Soregentus Sossossius Souivie Soukonia Sperucaind Spiendenna Spius Stele Steras Stius Storone Strattinia Sulissonta Sulup Sundomee Suroges Suspiendo Sylvia Synerfle Taboria Taeruciry Tanar Tanconds Taregaecan Tarlaldo Tasseque Tasta Tellientia Terienta Tertarital Tesse Thang Thellaccus Therte Thier Tintinse Trimout Trixtiny Tulunce Turbaulis Turus Tyattius Tyenia Ulianne Ulnus Umanged Undius Unelus Valal Valiver Vallus Valma Valvus Vanca Vandre Vanth Vanus Vardexio Vardinas Vards Vartetwome Vaspus Vedmin Vence Veran Vianamaley Viango Vianius Videna Viendac Vingwell Viorack Vircalia Vivundur Vlius Vocto Vyhasine Walla Watius Westing Whode Woryartus Yafors Yandorine Yaran Yarius Yeanus Yelin Yernia Yvorome

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No more pain...no drama

why u play unfair?

Poniedziałek. Teoretycznie przed obiadem. On bardzo chce, od dwóch lat w sumie. Ja bardzo nie chcę. Ani wychodzić za niego, ani żeby mnie z nim coś więcej łączyło. Nawet seks, którego nie uprawiam, bo nie mam wystarczających zasobów ziemi, żeby posadzić pietruszkę. Julia z resztą i tak doskonale odnajduje się w ogrodzie, ale niekoniecznie w roli warzywa.

Do czegoś zmierzałam. Łzy płyną mi po policzkach. Nie dlatego, że coś się stało, a dlatego, że ja ogólnie w 90% składam się z łez a w 10% z bólu, albo z chaosu, którego nie należy mylnie z bólem utożsamiać.

Próbuję znaleźć sobie miejsce. Łóżko stało się raz za małe, raz za duże, tlenu w powietrzu brakuje, woda nie gasi pragnienia...

tęsknisz Asiu - usłyszałam w słuchawce znajomy głos

dobrze, że tym razem tak mną nie rzuca - odpowiedziałam w konstatacji przypalając zupę, albowiem tylko do tego byłam zdolna na bezdechu...

[royalreef]

"Vau ayut iweu'ty a pyto-gh?" Bellanda didn't turn her head as she spoke, didn't glance back at Miranda. She just kept staring Ava down with her singular, burning eye. The call of the ocean itself, the waves lapping at the shore, the noises of seabirds — all fell away, unimportant beneath Bellanda, beneath her attention that could've blocked out the sun, felled the stars one by one.

"Qb'te uzi-tah't," Miranda answered, flickering her gaze over to Ava once, before returning it to Bellanda, curling her tail tighter around her sister's side, "Csh'tii as jti'thah iut mutth'a sh'tehsy'ee io an tuey sp'othsu nttu iity kwsh'sheys ufioz'ze, styhut juie mayt'tye. Dfre'sta fyr'ut? Vrr'tat au'iitr krru'lle ujs ah tyeh poss'aet'h."

"Asiu-asiu."

Miranda moved her head, tilting it so that she could press the end of her head against Bellanda's cheek, at the same time that Bellanda rose. She shifted, moving her weight back against her hips as first she lifted up her upper torso, supporting her weight under her arms which slid under her body, and then taking it forward as she stood on all four legs. Then she kept rising, pushing herself up and off of the ground until she stood, like Miranda, on her back legs.

Bellanda was not imposingly tall, no. But she didn't need to be. If anything, she made a mockery of over-reliance on such a singular dimension, such a tunnel-visioned image of large that anyone, for any moment, might think themselves to be something that could withstand even the weight of her presence.

She stepped forward, moving with the calm, liquid grace of an ambush predator, of a nightmare, of a queen. She lifted her head high, her fins framing her face as much as the golden crown atop it. It matched Miranda's — three large pearls the size of citrus fruits, a strange damascus-gold that glittered coldly in the light, and a persistent sickening feeling that began in the hindbrain and extended its corpse-claws outwards from there.

Miranda did not get up. Miranda remained there, head following Bellanda as she circled Ava slowly, easily, unhurried, and Miranda kept all her limbs tucked underneath her body. She shifted her tail, curling around herself, and her eyes suggested some unspoken begging shifting between her and her sister.

Still Miranda said nothing back to Ava.

"A scientist?" Her words came veined through with a pressure beneath them, a mounting thunder on the brain. "What do you study? I assume you are a professional in your field, yes? Surely that means you must publish your work with someone, then. Could I see your work?"

Ava didn't argue, sitting down in the sand on the spot the instant the demand left Bellanda's mouth. Yeah, she knew better than to even consider protesting anything from the merfolk right now.

The harpy sat there in nervous silence as the pair had another incomprehensible conversation, and she made a mental note to see if she could research their language at a later date... if that was even allowed, of course. Though she doubted she'd make much progress either way.

"I, ah... sort of ran into her one day," she admitted finally. "And I wanted to ask her questions about her biology. I'm a scientist, so I found her very fascinating. So, um... we agreed to meet on this beach for research, conversation, and so on, since it was private. I promised not to tell anyone else about this place's existence, too."

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Extra #2 - Meeting The Class

A/N: Sorry for the delay guys! I wasn’t happy with how the most recent chapter turned out so I had to rewrite it... twice! :^D Meanwhile have this extra bit while I work on chapter 10 and 11 and also another extra I’ll be dropping after chapter 10 hehehe blessed be! <3

EXTRA CONTENT: What happened when Ana met each classmate for the first time?

Yuga Aoyama

Ana was heading back to class after going to the bathroom when she bumped into him. She apologized and tried to move out of his way but he held her shoulder.

"Don't Move." He whispered and Ana froze on the spot, not knowing what to do. The boy proceeded to untie her hair, combing it back. She was expecting it to hurt but it felt nice, the boy was gentle as he messed with her hair. For Ana her hair was fine, but as soon as Aoyama laid eyes on her this morning, he was annoyed. She had her hair tied up in such a messy way... Aoyama couldn't take it anymore. When he saw her walking back to class, - after obviously seeing herself in the mirror and DOING NOTHING ABOUT IT - he had to take matters into his own hands.

"There you go, Darling. Much better!" He held up a pocket mirror for Ana to check his handy work. He had braided her hair beautifully over her shoulder.

"Oh, my God! It's beautiful. How did you-"

"You're welcome." He winked and walked away, leaving a confused but happy Ana behind.

Mina Ashido

Mina was one of the first classmates to approach Ana. She was the first to ask all kinds of questions about Ana's family and quirk. She was also the first to ask Ana to have lunch with them. They became instant friends, hitting it off almost immediately like they were meant to be. Mina thought she met her soulmate when Ana always finished all the lyrics she started singing.

"I can't believe you know so many songs!"

"I mean, they're not my style... But I'm a bit of a music freak."

"OH MY GOD, YOU GOTTA MEET JIRO!"

Mina tried to introduce Ana to everyone but mostly just ended up rushing it and dragging Ana into another group of people, and another... and another... and another... Until she finally let Ana settle down. In the end, no one got to know anyone, especially not Ana, but she still appreciated Mina's excitement.

Tsuyu Asiu

They met when Mina asked Ana to have lunch with her. The girls all sat together and introduced themselves. They both told each other to refer to themselves by their nicknames and bonded over how adorable both names were.

"Ana, about you telling us to get to know each other slowly..." Tsu shyly faced Ana. "I'm sorry if we made you feel overwhelmed. I hope we can be good friends in the future."

"If you keep being that cute, I think I might just offer you my soul, Tsu." The girls laughed. "It's okay, I'm okay, everything's okay!"

With a pet on Tsuyu's head, Ana figured she'd made the sweetest friend she could ever wish for.

Tenya Iida

Ana was annoying Bakugo early in the morning when Tenya approached them. She was sitting on Bakugo's desk who had his feet up. Tenya cleared his throat to get their attention and began his rant.

"Bakugo Katsuki and Shuzenji Anahita! How dare you disrespect school's property like that! Show some respect! Especially you, Bakugo! It's the second day in a row I catch you in the act!"

"The fuck did you say to me? You wanna die or something, shitty glasses?!"

Ana watched the boys bicker and soon an entertaining idea came to mind.

"How about you guys arm-wrestle and whoever wins tells the other what to do?"

It was a joke but the boys took it seriously. Ana was impressed by how much of a fight the class rep put up but in the end, Bakugo obviously won. The winner completely forgot his price, too engrossed in his celebration, so Ana decided to claim the price.

"Since my friend won, it's time for our price..."

Ana made Iida sit on the desk next to her for the rest of the day. Even during class.

Ochaco Uraraka

It was time to try on their hero suits and the girls made their way towards the changing room. Ana was adjusting the belt around her waist while waiting for the others when Ochaco gasped behind her. She turned to see the girl pointing between themselves. At first, she didn't get it but then... The resemblance... Bodysuits, belt, helmet... If it wasn't for Ana's suit being blue and Uraraka's being pink, they'd look exactly the same.

The girls got dragged out before they could talk about it but once outside there was an opportunity, and so the Pink and Blue team was born!

Mashirao Ojiro

In between classes, Mina was chatting with Ana but her attention was elsewhere. The boys tail was swaying has he talked to his friends and Ana couldn't stop staring in wonder.

"Ana! Did you even hear me?! What are you staring at?"

"Do you think Tail Boy is strong enough to let me sit on him?" Mina blinked for a minute before staring at Ana with a perverted smile on her face. "His tail, Mina! Sit on his tail!"

"Why don't you try to ask him?" Ana scowled at Mina. "I bet ten bucks you won't do it."

Ana was on her feet so fast her chair nearly fell over and walked over to Ojiro's group.

"Hey, Tail Boy, is your tail strong enough for me to sit on like a chair?"

"Probably... Yes?" The boy had no idea what the hell was happening but still answered the tiny girl.

"So... Can I?"

With that Ana sat on the boy's tail, pinching him when he commented on her being lighter than he expected. Mina couldn't stop laughing with her phone out, either recording or taking pictures of them. At first, he was flustered and didn't know what to do since Bakugo was glaring at him from across the room, but soon followed Ana's playfulness as she tried to balance herself on his tail.

"It's unbelievably soft, that's so cute!" Ana petted the boy. "Sorry, Ojiro. This was supposed to be a bet I made with Mina but now I'm way too into it."

"Oi! Get back here, pipsqueak!"

Thankfully Bakugo rescued Ojiro from having to carry Ana everywhere with him. The boy could only think that Ana was unexpectedly childish and weird, not in a bad way though.

Denki Kaminari

As per usual, Ana, Mina, Bakugo, and Kirishima were hanging out in-between classes when someone decided to insert themselves into the group.

"Hey, hey, hey! Who's the cutie?"

Kaminari wrapped an arm over Kirishima's shoulder, interrupting his conversation with Ana.

"Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again?"

Ana scoffed at Kaminari's bad attempt at a pick-up line, and so the war began.

"Nice one, blondie. I hope you know CPR because you just took my breath away!"

"Good... But not good enough! Let me guess... Your middle name is Gillette, right? 'Cause you're the best a man can get!"

"HAH! Is there an airport nearby, or was that just my heart taking off?!"

"Go ahead! Feel my shirt! Boyfriend material!"

"Oh, wait... wait, where... where's my... Oh no, oh fuck..." Ana suddenly got serious, patting her pockets and looking through her bag. The look of pure dread getting the group's attention.

"W-what? What's up?" Kaminari grew worried the more frantic Ana seemed, instinctively putting his hands up as if signaling Bakugo he did nothing.

"Oh no... I lost my phone number... Mind if I have yours?" Ana gave Kaminari a big smirk and an innocent look as she dropped her desperate act. A few frustrated grunts and sighs of relief come from the group and the boy announced her victory, both becoming friends on the spot.

"What the fuck did we just witness..." Bakugo asked Kirishima, who only gave him a shrug.

Eijiro Kirishima

After witnessing Ana's argument with Bakugo, Kirishima couldn't stop worrying about the girl. He knew Bakugo was pissed but Bakugo is always pissed. Ana was coming back to class with Bakugo who left her soon after, giving Kirishima a chance to talk to Ana.

"Hey, Ana..." The girl looked up at Kiri with a smile. "Sorry to bother you, I was just checking how you're doing, and- Why are you in your gym clothes?"

"Oh! Some stupid bitch with some kind of water quirk picked a fight with me, what an idiot. Don't worry, she got what she deserved!"

Ana put her bruised fists up in a fighting stance and Kirishima stood frozen in place feeling stupid for even worrying about her in the first place. As Ana told more details about the fight he couldn't help but laugh.

"What?! I'm serious! I knocked her nose real good!" Ana pouted to which Kiri couldn't help but pat her head.

"No, no, it's not that! It's just... I was worried about you and the whole Bakugo thing, but I guess there's no need for that."

"That's cute but I can handle myself. Thanks for caring though." Ana gave the boy a hug which he gladly returned.

"No problem, Cutie!"

From then on Ana and Kirishima referred to each other with random pet names and found it entertaining to never explain Bakugo why.

Koji Koda

Koda usually feels bad when he's stuck inside for long periods of time, so when the bell rang signaling lunchtime he decided to take a walk around campus. When passing a tree behind the building, he heard a small meow coming from above.

Ana was trying to escape Bakugo and find a quiet place to rest and figures the back of the building would be deserted. But, when she was passing by a tree, she wasn't expecting what she heard.

"U-Uhm... E-Excuse me..."

"God? Is that you?"

"Uhm... No?" Ana looked up to see Koda sitting on a tree branch hugging a small kitten to his chest. "I-I'm... I'm s-stuck."

Ana couldn't stop laughing while she climbed the tree to help both the boy and the kitten getting down. Once the boy got down and the kitten was safe and sound, she finally stopped laughing and asked the boy.

"Next time you try to rescue an animal, be careful not to get stuck too, ok?" The boy nodded shyly. "So, what now? What are you gonna do with the cat?"

"Oh! Principal Nezu said I can't keep any animals on campus..."

"Then let's hide them until we find a place for them!"

The boy was ecstatic! One of them found a box, another one got some blankets and both built a small house for the small kitty. Coming back the next day, Koda found Ana already there, feeding a bunch of cats.

"Koda, look!" Ana held up what Koda assumed was the kittens' mother. "Mama Kitty came to get her baby and decided to stay! We have a family now!"

In the end, Koda convinced Ana they couldn't find a home for all those kittens alone, so she decided to ask the person she trusts the most for help. And that is how Aizawa got so many cats.

Rikido Sato

Living in the dorms was already weird enough for Ana since she never really had a big lively home. Her grandmother was quite rowdy but even with Aizawa there, the house was never as vivid as the dorms were. So it wasn't unusual for Ana to have a tough time sleeping. She had just given up on sleep and decided to get some coffee and just stay up all night when she stumbles into Sato in the kitchen.

"What are you doing? It's like 4 am." Ana mumbled and then noticed the sweets on the boy's hands. "I thought you had an oven in your room."

"I do! But then the room smells like sweets and it becomes a bit unbearable and the boys have been complaining about the smell and-"

"Did you break it?" The boy nodded. "Lemme eat and I won't snitch."

Both of them spent the next couple of hours in the kitchen. Ana would taste-test all the sweets and gave feedback to Sato who would bake something different. Once the sun was up and people started to walk around the dorms, Iida found them on the kitchen floor sleeping, Ana still had sweets on her lap and Sato was filled with flour. Neither of them ever talked about what happened that night but when Ana is looking tired, Sato secretly shares some of his sweets.

Mezo Shoji

Aizawa was giving the class instructions on what the training exercise would be when someone interrupted him. The class was all standing on the field waiting for instructions when Aizawa said he had to leave for a minute, giving them orders to behave and work out or their own. Once out of sight, Mina and Ana exchanged looks.

"Hide and Seek?" They both agreed, getting a few students to join them. Luckily, Ana wasn't it. She ran around to find a place to hide until she had a brilliant idea.

"Mezo! Can you hide me? Quick!" The boy said nothing, just wrapped his arms around the tiny girl, holding and hiding Ana behind his back. She muffled a laugh when Mina ran by and even the boy had to hide his mouth to avoid laughing. Not too long after, Mina approached the boy.

"Mezo... What you got there, sweety?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Just drop her, Mezo! I know she's in there!" Mina tried to tickle Mezo.

"Don't betray me, Mezo!" Ana yelled from behind him.

They were all laughing and fighting in their own playful way when they hear someone clearing their throat.

"If you have that much energy, how about you guys do some extra training after class?"

They all grunted at Aizawa's punishment as they got back with the others. Ana tried apologizing for getting Mezo into trouble (Mina thought it was offensive she didn't get an apology) but the boy paid her no attention, saying he had fun anyway, so he didn't regret it.

Kyoka Jiro

Much like some other girls, they met during lunch. Mina yelled about how Ana knows a lot about music and Jiro's ears perked up. For a moment they just stared at each other until Jiro broke the silence.

"Queen?"

"Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Nirvana?"

"Lithium."

"Metallica?"

"Master Of Puppets."

"Red Hot Chilli Peppers?"

"Otherside."

"Pink Floyd?"

"Their whole discography."

They both laughed and fist-bumped each other. The other girls didn't get it but what matters was that they bonded over their music taste. Since then, both Ana and Jiro lent vinyl albums to each other that they think the other might like.

Hanta Sero

The class was having mock battles during training and Aizawa refused to split the class since in real combat there were no differences in gender or of any other kind. So, Ana and Sero got paired.

"Are you sure you want this? I don't want to fight a girl."

Ana ignored him and Aizawa smirked behind Seto. The whole class shivered at the sight. He blew the whistle and Ana was as quick as ever sliding under Sero's legs to get on his blind spot and knock him off his feet. He was stunned on the floor, Ana standing over him.

"So, is it that you don't want to fight a girl or that you can't?"

Ana offered a hand to help him up. Sero chuckled and nodded with a new-found respect for the small girl.

"I'm sorry I disrespected you. Let's go again. This time for real."

"Good."

They both did their best but, in the end, Ana had more fighting experience than him and won the mock battle. After that, Sero would often ask Ana to train with him to help him get stronger.

Fumikage Tokoyami

Training was getting rough and the class was all spread about, training their abilities with the help of Ectoplasm. As per Aizawa's instructions, Ana had to train using her quirks and keeping herself moving even in uneven terrain. So, as Cimentoss had made various platforms, Ana was running around healing whoever needed it. Suddenly a scream echoed and Ana bolted in that direction with no hesitation. Arriving there, Tokoyami stumbled out of the dark cave, his arm bleeding.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm here. Let me see." Ana was kneeling down next to the boy who was still shaking.

"I'm sorry. This is nothing, I'm fine. Dark Shadow just got a bit enthusiastic, that's all."

"Just shut up and let me help." Ana inspected the cut and determined it wasn't too deep so it wouldn't need too much to heal. She was about to do her job when a whimper caught her attention. Behind the boy, there was a shadow with sad eyes looking worried at its owner. He tried to reassure his friend he was alright but it wouldn't listen.

"Hey, buddy. Look!" Ana caught the shadow's attention as she placed a kiss on the boy's arm and the cut faded. "Everything's alright, see? He's all good!"

Ana patted the shadow who chirped happily at her. Tokoyami apologize a thousand times but Ana ignored it and reassured him it was her job to help out. After this, Ana would help him calm down Dark Shadow when it was worried about him or even let her play with it from time to time. Most would say he didn't care either way and probably thought it was good control training, but he was actually happy about it.

Shoto Todoroki

Ana was complaining to Deku and Ururaka about how her tea got cold on the way to class. Todoroki overhears, grabs the cup, and heats it up. Ana decides to have his children.

It was lunchtime and Deku had witnessed Ana fight during the mock battle training and insisted on her telling him all about it, joined by Uraraka and Tenya. They were sitting in class and Ana was telling them all about the training Aizawa had put her through.

"Ana... I think that's child abuse..." Uraraka said with a concerned look on her face.

"Nah, it was fine! It wasn't that bad." Ana reached for her cup but froze upon touching it. "Oh no, my tea went cold... I hate cold tea..." She pouted sadly.

"Don't be sad! We can go get another one if you want. It's my fault it got cold anyway." Deku suggested.

Ana was about to accept when a hand reached over her shoulder and grabbed her cup. Soon, the cup began to warm up and the water started to steam. Looking up, she saw the red and white-haired boy looking down on her. He offered a small smile before placing the mug back down.

"Is this good enough?" Ana nodded still mesmerized by the boy. "You don't have to be sad anymore then."

With that, Todoroki walked away leaving a gawking Ana behind. His cool but gentle demeanor completely enchanting the girl.

"Ana... Are you ok?" Uraraka broke whatever spell Ana was in.

"What? Oh, I'm fine. I think I just got my heart completely smashed to pieces by whoever the hell that was but I'm fine."

From then on out, it was girl talk. Tenya and Deku were chased out and were replaced by Mina and Tsuyu as the girls started gossiping about Todoroki and what they thought about him. He became Ana's secret crush and she would admire him from afar. They would occasionally talk but she didn't trust herself around him without some kind of restrain, especially since Todoroki wasn't a big fan of socializing and Ana had no concept of personal space. Either way, she would often ask him to heat up her tea when she forgets about it.

Toru Hagakure

Also during lunch, she was one of the girls that asked a lot of questions about Ana's grandma. She was way more energetic than Ana could ever imagine and they hit it off fairly quickly, even if Ana found it tough to talk to Toru.

"I'm sorry but I have to say this..." Ana stopped Toru mid-sentence. "I'm really sorry if I stare too much at you, it's just hard for me to understand you. I've lived my life reading peoples expressions and, well... You know what I'm getting at! So it's a bit hard for me to understand but I'm sure I'll get used to it. I'm sorry and please bear with me."

Toru was surprised but relieved. Ana was staring at her with such intense eyes she thought Ana was offended or something. Thankfully, Ana was just worried. When Toru asked why she read people like that, Ana explained that thanks to the nature of her quirk she tends to get closer than she should since she's so used to it and didn't want to make people uncomfortable so she learned how to know what people are feeling.

Toru was touched by her thoughtfulness and reassured the girl she'd tell her if anything bothered her. What excited her was how well Ana could read other people. The girls would often have fun during lunch where Ana would tell Toru what she guessed the conversations were about by reading lips and emotions and Toru would confirm it using her invisibility to get close and eaves-drop. Was it right to listen in on other peoples' conversations? No, but it was fun!

Minoru Mineta

He's not part of this universe. :)

Momo Yaoyorozu

Makes Ana a new uniform when she gets to class in her gym clothes after the bullying scene.

Momo noticed Ana in her gym clothes during class and as soon as it was over she called her classmate over to talk to her about it.

"Ana, I'm sorry about this but you can't hang around in your gym clothes. You need to wear your uniform properly, those are the rules..."

"Oh. Well, my uniform got soaked and I had to change... Honestly, I think I might burn it honestly."

Momo was ready to scold her classmate but Ana continued, explaining what happened at lunch. Momo was shocked there were students like that at U.A. but Ana reminded her of Bakugo. They agreed that judging people is hard. Momo felt guilty for calling out Ana after what happened. Taking a look around to make sure no one notices, the girl materializes a copy of the uniform and offers it to Ana.

"Oh, my God! Momo, you can't do that!" Ana whispered, also checking to make sure no one saw it.

"It's okay! I feel bad for what happened and for calling you out... I'm sorry so just take it."

"Are you sure?" Momo nodded with a smile. "Thank you, really... I'd go change but I've had enough of bathroom encounters for today."

They both laughed at that but Momo offered to go with her, just to make sure nothing happened. Ana noticed her concerned and told her about the fights she'd win, which Momo took as Ana being a troublemaker. Either way, both girls understood each other and both knew the other would have their back.

[MASTERLIST]

[soluumis]

i don't know if that helps but to me you're still asiu our local coquette catto princess ⋯

my relationship with drawing healed so much since deciding to drop social media. although summer melancholy is creeping in, i may find solace in organising again. i need a break tho bc i took 13 exams and my brain is fried…

it’s also strange not to have an identity anymore. ただの人。i’ll probably tweet about my process bc it’s still a part of my life but not an identity. i like completing things. the process and f creating is soothing, it’s the result that causes pain.

i found myself to have less and less to say though. i study, take an exam, study for another exam, rinse and repeat to infinity.

[444names]

imperial names from tes + greek and latvian forenames

Abecus Abnus Acius Adneone Adrius Aecus Aergyrius Aettestius Agald Agrio Ahant Ainianis Aivianna Alarllus Albinoullia Alendrealus Alenia Alesloran Alfros Alilauris Allis Almo Alus Alvelius Alvitatus Alvus Anciania Andas Andes Angara Anter Antoria Apiacalga Aprelis Aquinas Arcinulias Aricha Arin Arinee Arius Arma Armetanius Arne Arnes Arromeius Arsucrena Asius Asta Astis Astus Atrulia Attus Audria Augels Augus Auriondrena Avela Aver Aximitema Azshtursus Baccius Bara Bardes Bassia Batiuls Bolvia Breda Brufus Bunassa Caellavost Cale Calenius Calx Canius Canus Cara Carci Carnita Catria Celanlyca Cellalijs Cendox Cenus Cher Chius Chra Chrato Chri Cidzanergus Clinos Clos Clus Cona Contosyvold Cora Corculiano Covossia Cria Dageorvista Dagletis Daius Davs Decellia Decitius Denia Denicolius Destorius Deus Dianos Didantia Didia Dimitalds Dina Dindresa Dius Dobia Dobiki Doblektrus Dolius Dranadners Druliana Drus Duipticia Duntus Dzinus Edamaro Edia Edus Eftha Efthadius Egios Egius Elateps Elegeophus Elia Elicius Elidia Elis Elladem Ennus Ergis Erist Etio Etos Eupactus Evaloro Evardito Evasia Evetistas Evila Evirina Evus Falos Falydiantia Fanly Felliu Feloena Flarrus Floius Flowyna Fors Frus Furs Gaimos Gala Galeg Galeo Gallaoselos Gastoners Gelia Gemellia Gems Geodon Gillan Gils Gina Gitius Glena Glos Glycan Grabo Gradne Grania Graterenark Grax Grekse Grenia Gunthus Hadius Hadne Halia Haren Harryssavo Helianus Hellius Heris Honia Hortus Humitus Idesa Ievrophona Ignia Ildanthea Ilis Illija Inda Ingenoreius Intis Irattinus Iricien Irigus Irlin Iros Isosyna Iulowini Jadidanus Jadiresa Jandanodia Jandrufus Janna Jekentis Jellus Jeme Jerenere Jerio Jerius Jiris Jivius Jookis Julainis Julidia Karra Khloniancus Koldim Konio Konirieria Kurds Laccabera Lafthaija Laidas Lars Larvis Laulis Laurexius Lauriandim Lelendampis Lena Leon Leontus Licinus Liventa Locriannian Lolyvo Lorius Lova Luccustrim Lucippeto Lucumaria Lucus Ludina Lulla Lunna Luptius Luriol Madiccis Magios Makioloras Malus Manerenne Manta Maracia Maranna Margellius Marigus Maritakis Mars Marus Mataneastos Maxia Melaros Mellius Mentia Mereniand Metralarnia Mina Mireds Miris Mollius Mordemeto Mucreine Mulus Nabita Natefpros Natus Navilistav Nerinikus Nervim Nius Nucciana Nucis Numiestis Numuntolada Octids Ohoris Olgonis Onts Opsina Orghtus Oria Orma Ortuccus Outs Pamellenus Pana Panodra Pantoressia Panus Paridastia Pella Pellavo Perophoe Pethen Petius Phedasilius Phonus Pilija Pilius Pillanesa Pina Pinita Pinstra Placha Prav Priaki Prola Pulestylla Pulus Quenus Raecius Raena Rafte Raios Regia Regios Regs Relijs Remmata Renaeso Rienelianne Robia Rogelia Rudecalx Rutaso Sabo Sadjis Saeta Saleketrios Salius Sana Sangeorijs Sanos Sant Santus Scalenius Scanon Scapin Scer Scra Secanis Selija Sene Sida Sightus Sigus Sillios Simbriti Sius Skarcelvios Skymiria Solia Sparta Spulias Spus Stinic Syllampra Tacrinthe Talea Taleius Talgapio Tapo Tastana Teros Theks Themedus Thianiusa Thim Tons Trulazen Tucis Turius Tyrillis Umbuls Urgilvius Urius Urtouka Uvius Vagilajs Vaianna Valicus Valonikto Valpita Valutinius Valvintis Vanda Vanis Vards Vartus Velds Vens Ventis Verakolass Veria Vetiarenna Viceda Vilextora Vili Virbio Vjards Vlampana Vlaragas Vola Vonielis Vorispyris Vunveimus Vyros Wulada Xenattias Ysaulius Zana Zandia Zano Zantargelus Zedus Zite

[stoneddevilsoul]

nie potrzeba opisu ani cytatów

po prostu cię kocham

[nexxthor]

#drawforfun#principiante#basiskillsdraw#justforfun#sardinia2019#orgosolosummer2019#sardegna#disegnoperdivertimento#draw#mangaanimedrawbasic#nonrestachecolorare#time#asiu#asiumeda#break#routinespezzata#sardinianboy#summer2019 (presso Orgosolo) https://www.instagram.com/p/B06RymFA3Km/?igshid=irxyv0dmifbv

[travelers-fan]

Trevor: Don’t you miss the vivid imagination of childhood?

Philip: I never had one.

Trevor: An imagination or a childhood?

[samaboczemunie2]

"Ona nie będzie robić ze mnie alkoholiczki"

Zabolało i gdyby nie moja kuzynka miała bym dużo ran na ciele. Teraz atualnie po około godzinnej rozmowie nie mam siły wstać ale jej słowa mi dużo dały. Dużo przemyślałam przez ten czas całej rozmowy i wiem, że muszę się rweszcie postawić bo muszę walczyć o siebie...

Dziękuję ci Asiu ❤