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Transformers: Savior From The Heavens { Angel & Anna }

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BNH Academia: Quirk-y Fates { Alternate & Angel }

Is there any specific doodle you want me to draw or something?

@AlternateMan

I don't have any specific idea, as of right now.
But, I'm sure that you have a lot of ideas.

Perhaps the Sports Festival or First Kiss?

Shingeki no Kyojin: Cleansing Amongst Man { Jack & Angel }

If she was completely honest with herself, Sara could presume that not many have told Kate the same thing for quite a while. She may not know on the amount of people who may have told her the same thing, but there was a strange instinct telling her that there wasn’t much. The solemness that seemed to be resonating from the girl was starting to ignite twinges of sympathy inside the white-haired woman, considering that this was someone, who has been living in pain for most of her life. If she had the right opinion, Sara was starting to believe that all Kate needed, was someone to help her through such hard times, even if she finds herself facing the past, once again.

If she had to, the lieutenant would be willing to put her own presence near Kate, whether if the girl was in need of safeguarding, from either herself or those around her...even as far as go out of her own way, and risk her very life, if she means to do so. Sara remained where she was, even she felt her lay her head against her shoulder, as instructed. Judging by her answer, the white-haired woman turned her head to the side, to look at the brunette, as if to scan her, with gentleness lingering within her bluish-grey eyes.

“Whether if it was humanity that told you, or if it was your gut that drove you, she would still be proud of you, you know? For what you’re doing for the benefit of those, your mother wishes to continue protecting. There may not be Myra Bellows anymore, but in my eyes, there is still a Bellows, who could possibly keep her legacy going.”

The albino-toned woman paused in her explanation, before having to look back up at the sky, and speaking once again.

“I’d suggest trying that; for her, and for the sake of all of us.”

BNH Academia: Quirk-y Fates { Alternate & Angel }

It was now Nensu's turn to start blushing, once the woman started asking her about Izuku's shy temperament.
"Um, not all the time."
She said honestly, as she looked to the side for a second, and bit her lip, already feeling that slight awkwardness in the air. It was like one of those moments in romantic movies where the significant other has to meet the parents of the other. It was a rather funny situation, but once experienced and exposed, it becomes one of those moments where you feel that same amount of embarrassment. Nensu was starting to wonder whether if she revealed it a little too soon.
At the same time, instead of using her words, the girl reached for Izuku's hand, and gently held it in her own.

At the moment of hearing the evacuation of the mall, Momo had to think about the many possibilities that the League of Villains may have something to do with it. The report of the Hero Killer was enough to send mixed feelings upon the public, but then Tomura's appearance was something else entirely. It quite surprised that nobody had seemed to notice him nor sense something else in the air that was disturbing. It was as if the man was able to blend himself in, and not be noticed as someone malevolent. Just what was the capability of the League? Of him?
"What do you think, Hiems? Of this 'League of Villains' thing? And, why Midoriya?"
She asked the teen standing next to her, as she watched the scene before her.

Harry Potter: Two + One Equals Hydra { Nallore & Angel }

Minerva Malfoy

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Minerva couldn't help but feel mesmerized on the very view before her. The castle was humongous, and the closer they got to the structure, it got even bigger. At the same time, she heard Draco's words, and she felt his hand possessively run through her hair, before feeling his lips make contact with her own, once more. It was his way of saying, that he was going to protect her; look out for her. The darkness seemed to completely envelope them, making it nearly impossible for anyone to notice them making such moves towards each other.

It was only when he pulled away, that she started to grow concerned, especially when she might be able to make friends. Draco was already capable of keeping people at a certain amount of distance from his twin, and so, she didn't want to think on what kind of measures he would take upon their new residents. If Minerva was to reassure him, then he would need to trust her; that nothing would happen to her, and that she was able to handle herself.

Their carriage had pulled up to the entrance of their new home, and a man opened the door to let them out. Around the entrance, there were a group of adults with their wands in-hand, as if they were on-guard. Perhaps extra security, due to the international Death Dealer threats. The very thought had Minerva downcast her eyes for a slight moment, as she thought about the chances and risks on the road to their success. As she had already thought before, they would have to be discreet.

Reaching down to grab her bag, Minerva waited for Draco to step out first, so she would follow after him. They were told that their heavy luggage would arrive in the quarters of their dorms, while they were to go to the dining hall for an evening meal. On the back of her mind, she wondered if she would see the brunette, from earlier on the train, in the same dorm. Would she end up being roommates with her? It became a continuous thought, by the time the twins started to make their way into the castle. "It's beautiful", she breathed out, once she saw the wonders hidden inside.

BNH Academia: Quirk-y Fates { Alternate & Angel }

Me too!

Love the fact that Nensu is taller than Izuku, and that Momo is smaller than Hiems. Since that is exactly what you just said *shrugs*

La Savant Seeking 1x1’s (M&F, 18+ ONLY)

@La Savant

I have a few ideas of my own, if you are interested.
My interest check has just been updated :)

The Tree-Realm of Storytelling {Currently Closed}

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Marvel’s Animated ‘Verse: A Family’s Worth { Angel & Nallore }

A raven caws before it takes flight; through the skies of Earth, above the humans.

Once, mankind accepted a simple truth; that they were not alone in this universe. In some worlds, Man believed home to their Gods. Others, they knew to fear. From around the cold and darkness, came the Frost Giants.

The raven continued to fly through the sky, going through the upper clouds, before going into a gray one, which appears to have snow and ice on top of it; a wintry landscape, with frigid blasts of cold air riding in, through the wind. The bird flew over one of the mountains, where one of the common residents spotted it.

Forged in a body of ice, these beings took their toll on war; threatening to plunge mankind into a new ice age from above.

Areas upon Earth began to freeze over, and a mother and child tried to evade the cold air, but having to become frozen on the spot. Then, an army of golden-armored beings ran through the area towards the invaders. The battle was vicious, until it blurs, and fades to black.

The Asgardian army drove the Frost Ones back into the heart of their own world in the clouds, far separate from the victors' own homeland. In the end, the enemy's king Laufey fell. And the source of their power was taken from them.

The Casket of Ancient Winters, their homeland's power source, was picked up from its stand, just before their icy realm began to crumble, and fall apart, leaving it into ruin and desolation.

With the great war ending, the oldest story ever told, was written in the stars. Stories of time, where and when the Asgardians continue to rule above the Earth. These beings were powerful, each bearing the natures and elements present amongst mankind: Thor ruled over the strongest of storms; and Balder, who gave them the path of light out of darkness. And then, there were others, who were the most ambiguous: Loki and Lochila, who aim towards chaos and conflict. In time, restlessness will come and, finally, rise up against them. In this world, a child was born. A girl who changed everything about the way we live.

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Eight-hundred years. That was how long Lochila had been taking care of her; the blonde daughter of a god she once hated, and yet harbored feelings for. It was all Loki's fault that he practically ruined her perceptions, and influenced the rage to come to the forefront. In the end, they were both punished, in a very different way: Him, eternal imprisonment; her, eternal motherhood. At first, she was disgusted to even look at the child; to even hold her in her arms, as if she was the ugliest thing in the world. Her cries kept her up at night, and then, there were days where she wanted to get rid of it. However, even if she wanted to be quickly done with the task, whenever she heard laughter, there was a flutter in her heart that she couldn't get rid of. There was a light shining through the pain and the rage. Soon, that was when she realized that she held a bit of fondness for the child.

Every time, the little thing smiled or laughed, a slight crack would appear on Lochila's face, even without her realization. She's been to Earth so many times during her and older brother's exploits, and so, she wasn't blind or deaf to the concept of raising and handling babies, or children, for that matter. Not to mention, that on Asgard, there were plenty of them. For some reason, in her eyes, Torunn became one of the few Lochila would ever wave off. She was special, both literally and figuratively; a pure soul. There were even days where the goddess of mischief wanted her as her own, considering that she wasn’t hers, and that there was nothing relatable between them. Torunn was someone who would be in the sunlight within the clouds, while Lochila would be chained up in darkness, in the underground. That was the reality: She was pure, and she was not.

As the years passed, Lochila, eventually, internally-admitted that she adored the girl; from a babe, to the teen she was now...in a physical sense, anyway. By the time she got older, around 750 years (making her at least 12-13, physically), Lochila decided to tell her the truth on where she was from, and who her parents were. At the same time, Torunn started to discover her powers. Since then, she would frequently see Torunn try to make contact with her father, usually for help, through prayer. The goddess would then start to teach her about the very world the girl was originally from, to the point, where Torunn received the gift of an enchanted sword by the dwarves of Nidavellir...upon the personal request of her father. It made Lochila herself think whether if he answered his daughter’s prayers, but then, by the time, cities were being built, justice evolved, and with it, the relationship between the three family members. Between father and daughter, niece and “aunt”, as well as brother and “sister”.

There were rumors about superhuman beings protecting people, to the point where they were rumors of them terrorizing. Truth be told, because of these incidences, the goddess didn't want Torunn to leave her sight, since she's someone who's not originally from this world and, how protective she was, there were times where Lochila would choose spy on her with her magic, in order to know where she was at all times. But she couldn't follow her for long, since her magic is slightly weaker on Earth, than how it is, back in Asgard. As a result, Torunn was instructed to stay by the goddess’ side, most of the time, during certain escapades.