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lephamquynhnhu · 5 months

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Panacea

Chapter 2: Storm before the Blushing Morn

Dan Feng x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS/ TAGS: The reader has a default name, OOC, mentioned of blood. (This is a work of fanfiction, events are not aligned or relevant to the original work)

Word count: ~2k

Summary: He met you on a drizzling day when hydrangea fully bloomed on its field. Amidst the sea of mild pastel petals, Dan Feng never thought the flowery domain that intertwined your fate was the precise thing withered with you. They said he was a dragon, a hero, a sinner, but never a person with love, hatred, sorrow, or joy like everyone else in this world. However, it was a demi-truth. He committed the cardinal sin because of you.

Note: Do you like...pain?

He revisited on a sprinkle day, his signature ambergris aroma mixed with the freshness of humid forest note. You did not know why, but the High Elder seemed to be into rainy days because every time he came, water definitely showered outside. It has been weeks since you met him for the first time, and thanks to the frequency of his visits, you learn that the nonchalant Imbibitor Lunae gradually displays the other side. Although Dan Feng never clearly shows his emotion, you can tell his mood through the draconic tail. When he feels happy, his tail swings side to side and stands still as its owner is interested in or concentrates on whatever your information. In addition to your surprise, he sometimes even punchlines on your venting stories.

Under the Mulan's foliage, you slowly gaze at the kaleidoscope sky after rain. A mid-summer breeze that carries the scent of white flowers softly blows through, driving the ripples to gleam on the water's surface.

Immersing in your haze, you forget what was going to do until the Long Scion gives out his curiousness about the bush of Datura Metel in a corner garden.

"I have studied an organic pesticide which extracts from their active agents." - The elegant smell of lotus still glistens in the morning dew perfumes in your lungs when nudging into them. Suddenly, you shove the flower cart into his arms and tell him to wait for you at a nearby wooden bench. Dan Feng thinks eternal Spring never leaves this sunlit Shangri-La as he wipes the Mulan's petals out of the seat because the flora seems to blossom in four seasons.

While idly watching Koi fish under silky leafages, the High Elder does not notice you snicker behind. A forgotten raindrop stagnates on the lotus leaf trail like a lost pearl, arousing the quiet pond like his emerald orbs rising in astonishment. Amid the multi-colored palette, Dan Feng finds your smile is the most gorgeous flower when you abruptly pop up with a posy of Emperical Peony. The beam you flashed him still lingering in his mind as Dan Feng reluctantly takes the gift. Your hands lightly brush together via the exchange, reminding him of the existence of those black gloves since he has not seen you take them off once. Nevertheless, he lets it pass and dances his slender finger around the ombre corolla instead.

"Thank you, Yi Ting." - Imbibitor Lunae softly mutters under his breath, and as the lost ray shines through frost winter, a faint smile stretches on his usually glacial face.

On that day in the summer season, Dan Feng realizes that he does not return to your place because of its spectacular. He wants to revisit the Shangri-La because he likes spending time with you.

On an Autumn afternoon painted in a burnt orange hue and wafting with a ripe persimmon scent, you are leisurely proceeding to the Dan Feng's residence while absentmindedly grazing a bunch of white chrysanthemums in hand. Looking at the High Elder Statue at the Dragonvista Rain Hall, your mind winds up reminiscing about the previous conversation.

"Yes?" - Transfering your focus toward his position, you represented the confusion as if hearing him wrong. The quiet Long Scion might befriend you and be your custom guest, but it was an extraordinary phenomenon since Dan Feng has not asked you to deliver flowers to his estate before. He patiently repeated the order while reading his scroll in one hand, and the other halfway was lifting the teacup with expressionless features. Looking at his relaxing manner, you unknowingly realize this house became Imbibitor Lunae's office.

When immersing thought in the past, you are suddenly pulled back to the present by a low thud of a light collision with a follow-up painful cry. Tears are bubbling in the Vidyadhara child's doe eyes as she feels the pain. You swiftly support her to stand up and inspect the body while trying to comfort the child, which results in two news in this situation. A good one is a scratch, and the bad is her cry getting louder even though you used up all your tricks.

"Pain, Pain goes away!" - You singsong to conjure an apple lollipop appearing in hand, and tears stop falling as she eyes your apologetic smile with compensation. When you clean the last drop of trail wet on her chubby cheekbones and apologize with head patting, other Vidyadhara children circle you to admire the little show. A defeated sigh escapes your breath as you look at their twinkle glims and secretly count the remaining candy's quantity. Unfortunately, in addition to your trouble, with an invitation from a brunette-haired boy, the group of children tugs your sleeves to play blind man's buff with their puppy eyes.

"Alright, but I won't be lenient." - You confidently state when settling the bouquet on a stone bench. And you keep your line.

Once darkness invades the vision, you start to track down the children. By listening to their footsteps and sensing the airflow, you catch all of them except Ma Tian, the boy with sheen eyes who cleverly outclasses your skill. Finally, thanks to your florist's exceptional technique, you discreetly declare the endgame while detecting his fabric detergent in the wind's stream.

"Catch ya, little brat!" - You happily exclaim your victory when circling your arms around Ma Tian's figure. However, you immediately realize something is wrong as a familiar ambergris cologne lingers on your nose, and you are hugging a lean body. Hurriedly removing the blindfold, you see Dan Feng mimic your shocked expression while Ma Tian lolls out his head behind the Long Scion.

"How long do you intend to embrace me?" - The High Elder clears his throat with a light reprimand nuance laces in but does not seem annoyed. If there is anything you would admire about Imbibitor Lunae besides his glorious feats, the quick recovery from an embarrassing situation is one of them. As soon as you two detach, Dan Feng grabs the bouquet and leads you out of the Scalegorge Waterscape, leaving the cheerful goodbyes of those children behind. You do not understand why Dan Feng is rushing in his strides until you see a pink tint on his tip ears.

When the sunset light turns golden on the greenery beneath, which gets everything basked in the look of burnished copper, you two arrive at the military memorial area where illustrious warriors rest in peace. Passing through hundreds of black marble graves glides their name, Dan Feng unravels your holding hands as he crunches down to place the chrysanthemum bouquet in front of a stone-carved Bai Heng.

You know that name. She was once a High-Cloud quintet member and a gifted pilot who sacrificed in the third Denizen of Abundance. People say Imbibitor Lunae is never a person with love, hatred, sorrow, or joy like everyone else in this world, but now you can shout out they are all wrong because of the unfathomable somber besieges in his orbs.

"Life is so short when it comes to mortal organisms'' - He mouths in a calm and unwavering tone after a long silence - "No matter what you do, they definitely die." With his back turned to you, it is challenging to figure out its meaning, yet you can degust a longing taste entangled in that clause. Forgotten fragments of sunlight slowly die on your heels while trekking to the way out, and the crescent vaguely takes place in the saturated navy sky. Although the High Elder rarely shared his thoughts with someone else, you hardly agree with this viewpoint.

"Even if it is short-lived, even if fate sometimes turns tragic, limited longevity creates the beauty of lives and valuableness because we learn to cherish life, and not all farewells are regretful. Sometimes, death is also an extrication, and I believe we will rendezvous on another horizon."

Dan Feng follows your graze to the glitter crepuscule, causing the mellow ray to cradle his features. - "Someday, you also turn into ashes?" - A sliver of bitterness in the question soon morphed into those cyan irises as you confirmed with your bright smile. When the two of you pass through the gate, Imbibitor Lunae abruptly informs you of his next arrival with special requests that combine with osmanthus cake and jasmine tea. It is the first time he proactively reserves in advance because Dan Feng neither notices his attendance nor does he appear on sunny days.

"Do I have to wait for the rain to meet you?" - Only one sentence, it has changed your relationship ever since. You guess that might be the way he expresses his feelings.

In a dream, I see myself in my childhood state with a bouquet of blue hydrangeas. Strolling by the seashore, the shells confound in golden sand rustles underneath my bare feet as I search for someone. End then, an abnormal bloodred butterfly hovers around to lead me toward that person; we have passed zillions of landscapes and territories, from glacial rivers where white snow permanently coats mounts to the vast rug crafted by countless vivid blossoms. From the nameless barren deserts with magnificent starry nights crown aloft to the rich prairie possesses coast breezes. I keep going, going.

"Hydrangeas is the soulmate of rains." A distant voice echoes from those feeble wings in the entire journey. It feels like Amber Periods have flown until we reach a field with full-bloom hydrangeas that unfold our presence. Suddenly, my companion disappears into thin air, and I notice a nostalgic glimpse waving his hand from afar as if he has been waiting for me for an astronomical long time.

"You got my wish fulfilled... Thank you, my comrade." - The boy says in a gentle demeanor. His blue eyes shine brighter than any stars I have ever known, and he also disappears like the bloodred butterfly. His silhouette dissipates into thousands of flower petals as he flashes a warm smile toward me.

"Wait, H...H..." - A tsunami of impuissant waves brews into my heart when I try to call his name, but none of the syllables come out, and tears continuously cascade from my eyes while I witness the lost world fading.

You wake up from a soothing noise of hot steam oozing out of your old kettle and forget the dream cleanly. "You had a fever." - A low tone voice diagnoses as soon as Dan Feng senses your consciousness. Slightly lifting the heavy eyelids, you see him situating beside your headboard with a botanical book in hand. The glorious sun is far high hanging in the sky to pour its honeyed light through your window, which informs you to oversleep impliedly. You do not notice tears rolling down until the Long Scion points out in skimming your complexion and uses his thumb to caress the trail wetness. Sensing no engagement in conversation, Dan Feng shifts his hand to cover your eyesight and tenderly leans forward.

You only feel a pillowy touch on your forehead afterward.

"Please do not leave the bed today, and take the medicine on time because this is a prescription from the High Elder." - He faux-orders when rendering your vision. Astoundedly grazing the lingering sensation, you did not know that Imbibitor Lunae has a bizarre way of assessing the temperature.

Winter at Shangri-La never experiences snow, yet it takes some seasonal features such as the gloomy weather all day with northeast wind seething through every direction. Inspecting the murky clouded skyward, you tug the scarf closer when your breaths dimly turn into silver smoke. As soon as you attempt to lift the white lily cart, a hot stream of fluid smelling like rusty iron runs down your chin, which the soil absorbs its falling drops. When you bring your hand to clean the water, it takes a moment to process it is blood. Your irises squeeze as you dumbfoundedly stare at the ivory gloves tainted with the crimson hue. Just as you intend to step forward, the surrounding spins around as though Earth and Heaven are twitching position, and you kneel only to cough out blood that permeates the fabric. The pollen sparkles in the ether after the collapse, and the shivering lily's petals in chilly winds are the last things in your blurring vision.

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bloodywolfwings · 1 month

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Poorly written Nuzi family angst

Footsteps echoed though the empty hallways of the colony, drones sleeping, relaxing or some other night time activity. Up ahead was a metel door closed shut like a clench jaw.

Purple optics reflect in the metal as she ran her hand along its clenched teeth before looking over her shoulder and to a wall that had a lone picture. "To we the doors stay closed" a placard read underneath the image.

It hurt the old drone to look at it. Memories of a happier... Well, they weren't exactly happier times. They were problems, most that could easily have been solved with a conversation, if she didn't pull what her dad did they might still be here.

The image held two drones, one was tall with purple optics and LED's, she had a grin on her face that reminded her so much of her husband. The other drone was also tall and had yellow optics and LED's but was sloughed and was put in a headlock by the other yet he was smiling too. They looked so happy. What they wore too showed their personalities, the purple one was wearing a pal blue undone jacket with a darker blue sleeveless shirt underneath, the yellow one was wearing all black and reminded the old drone of her youth. She chuckled slightly.

"You good Uzi?" a voice came from her side, nearly making her jumped, she quickly calmed down and saw her husband. He had his typical smile that was warm yet tired. "Yeah, I'm fine N, just reminiscing is all." She spoke, smiling back at him and for a moment it felt like they were young again.

They looked at the picture together, silent, they didn't need to say it though, they missed their kids. They missed the way they acted, Cake's kind if sadistic heart, Biscuit's moodiness and pretending to not care. They missed they way they joked with each other, how loving Cake was with Bird and Magpie.

Their thoughts got interrupted by a reminder 'Biscuit Ruger Doorman's Birthday'. Just great, Uzi let out a tired groan as N slumped. She gently placed a hand on N's shoulder before speaking softly "Let's get home"

With a forest, single drone walked through the whistling breeze, he felt the mass he was carrying shiver which made him coo to it softly, trying to comfort the little thing. It seemed to have done the job for now but he could see that the pill baby in his arms wasn't happy.

They kept walking until a notification went off 'Happy Birthday: Biscuit Ruger Doorman', he blinked for a before chuckling softly. For once in a long time he wasn't spending his birthday alone, he looked down at his daughter and smiled softly. Although, he wished his parents were here, he had to get back home and so he continued walking, it wasn't far from here.

#murder drones #murder drones uzi #murder drones n #nuzi #biscuitbites #poorly written #Nuzi fankids #nuzi fanfic #not proofread

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the-art-of-trepetnoi · 7 months

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Empty

okay this is my first post hehehe. I’m not so sure how this works yet. So if I am doing this wrong… PLEASE TELL ME. So I saw this prompt. And it was so good I had to write something. But then I lost the prompt. So I don’t know if I’m supposed to give credit to them. But who ever wrote it inspired this. So thanks.

The young Jedi stared in a daze. As the tattooed Zabrak that towered above her spoke.

"I've seen eyes like yours before. Empty eyes. You are nothing but a shell. Come with me. I have enough anger to fill your empty existence. I will bring purpose to your useless breathing."

And he was right, she was an empty shell. She was weak and helpless as she continued sitting on the cool metel floor.

“Anger isn’t the Jedi way” a small voice in her mind argued. But where had that every gotten her! Her mind argued back. She had tried to be the perfect Jedi, but look, she hadn’t even made it to knighthood. And she was so tired of being empty and helpless. Tired of being used. She had been used by the her master. Used by Death Watch. And even used by the council. She wanted the anger the Zabrak spoke about. She wanted to be filled with something again. She wanted at least that power.

The Zabrak extended his hand, as if to help her to her feet.

She looked at the proffered hand. Swirled in black and red tattoos. Then she glanced up into the eyes. Those eyes. They were a deep yellow. And set with determination. Something she had not had in a long time.

She took his hand.

#Star Wars #short Star Wars #villain caretaker #Young Jedi #darth maul #Original character #Darth Mual x Original character #Sad #lonely #jedi whumpee #My first post #hehehe #i don’t know if it’s any good #But I was just gonna leave it in my notes app any way thought I might share it.

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realtylong · 2 years

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Young go whole vibe lyrics

#Young go whole vibe lyrics full#

I could live without the Orson Welles narration in Dark Avenger but if you put that and some questionable 'rape and killing' lyrics aside you've got a nice slab of Sabbath/Priest influenced heaviness. The autobiographical Manowar is nicely paced. Side two veers into the power metal that would become Manowar's trademark. I've always regarded these three excellent tracks as the 'engine room' of Battle Hymns. A slightly sinister sounding riff underpins the 'nam casualty tale of Shell Shock. There are shades of '70s Judas Priest as there are elsewhere. Sure, it's corny as hell but that's the nature of the beast with this type of punch-the-air metal 'anthem' and it hits the mark with Eric Adams' high - range, over the top vocals and some nicely dirty guitar from Ross 'The Boss'.įast Taker rocks hard and is aptly named as it's the fastest track here and my personal favourite. No, Battle Hymns should have kicked off with Metal Daze. Death Tone is suitably heavy in nature but it's a bit of a plodder & lyrically it's slightly risible, even by Manowar standards. My first criticism is the choice of opening track. Side One is straight-up, metel-edged hard rock. I lost patience with them after the first two or three albums but the occasional dip into their work down the years would reveal the odd gem in among all the cheese and pretentiousness.įor me though, they never bettered their debut.īattle Hymns is very much a game of two halves. Whatever, there was a fine band in there somewhere. I've also never quite figured out whether that's because they took themselves and their shtick way too seriously or not seriously enough. I've always found it difficult to think of them as anything other than a band who's career descended, quite quickly, into self-parody. OK, so it's easy to take cheap shots at Manowar but, let's be honest, they tend to invite a lot of it on themselves. This is manly metal for manly men doing manly things. No, that wasn't a comment on the music, it's just that I think I used too much starch on my loin cloth which isn't very pleasant, particularly since I've spent the past week in the company of the mighty Manowar, purveyors of prime power metal. This may well be attributed to the fact that Manowar still were a rather young band trying to find their niche, but as Joey DeMaio's bass solo William's Tale will attest the band members themselves were anything but modest." ( Metal Storm (opens in new tab)) It is also Manowar's humblest album in terms of posturing, feel and attitude. " Battle Hymns is the début album by the four piece Conanic metal band from New York.

#Young go whole vibe lyrics full#

"The lyrics " Raping the daughters and wives/in blood I take my payment in full with their lives" characterise Manowar's attitude to song-writing, but outside of the pillaging and invasion-based penmanship, there's some very forceful and energetic guitar-work with a profusion of impressive drumming." ( Sputnik Music (opens in new tab)) Production wise, this album might seem like it suffers from usual first album inexperience, but at least you can easily distinguish what's a guitar and what's a bass on this album, unlike the next two records." ( Encyclopaedia Metallum (opens in new tab)) "Aside from that song and Dark Avenger (structurally resembling the song Black Sabbath slow doom before erupting into a frenzy), the rest of Battle Hymns are standard early 80s slabs of metal. With Orson Wells gone, actor Sir Christopher Lee was hired to voice the Dark Avenger narration. In 2010 the band re-recorded them album as Battle Hymns MMXI, with a stated aim to make it "make it as loud as we possibly can". The crusading title track and Dark Avenger established a tradition for grandiose fantasy epics, Manowar set out their warrior code, and William’s Tale was a ritualistic show of strength. The first four tracks have a raw, streetwise vibe embodied by the abrasive riffs and Vietnam-referencing lyrics in Death Tone and Shell Shock. – the only man with a voice big enough for Manowar – on Dark Avenger, and a keynote message in Metal Daze: ‘ Only one thing really sets me free/Heavy metal, loud as it can be!’ Pure heavy metal thunder, built to a blockbuster scale, it featured narration from Hollywood legend Orson Welles Manowar’s debut album, 1982’s Battle Hymns (with full-time drummer Donnie Hamzik) set the tone for their entire career. Vowing to create what DeMaio called “the hottest rock group in the world”, the pair reconvened in the US to launch Manowar, with singer Eric Adams and Rods drummer Carl Canedy, who also produced their first demo. Sippin' on that Henny or D'usse not no Gin and Juice Yeah oj's wanna fuck with me 'cause I been that dude Baby you the one, been the one, never been a two I ain't never felt no bitch how I'm feeling you You know this.

#Young go whole vibe lyrics

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jafoiee · 2 years

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myrpurpose · 2 years

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don-lichterman · 2 years

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theterrornoise · 4 years

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As much as I despise Black Metal, I know there's some jams like this

#Agalloch #Black metal #Folk metel #atmospheric black metal #Spotify

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alphahobo123 · 4 years

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E is for electric

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govinyl-world-posts · 4 years

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Crazy Train

Ozzy Osbourne

Year/ Év: 1980

Album: Blizzard of Ozz

Link (Youtube):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMR5zf1J1Hs

Link (Spotify):

https://open.spotify.com/track/2b9lp5A6CqSzwOrBfAFhof?si=mY9cz7mRRfOEip8sHAD39Q

Genre/ Műfaj: Heavy Metal

Lyric/ Dal szöveg:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1h-rVegvGCo6ADf5AdH0WdipDPEoMooVA/view?usp=sharing

#ozzy #black sabbath #legend #retro #single #solo carrier #heaven #hell #metal #heavy metel #cross #magyarul #hungarian #vinyl #ozzy osbourne #govinylworld #song of the day #songoftheday

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fantasynamesbymeforyou · 2 years

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D&D Cleric Names: Followers of Auril

Hi guys! This is my first entry in a series of names for D&D clerics. This list gives name suggestions for followers of the winter goddess Auril, also known as the Frostmaiden.

As the personification of winter's wrath, Auril is a cruel goddess who seems to mostly be worshiped out of fear. In cold climates, sacrifices are made to her in hopes for a milder winter. In rare occasions humans are sacrificed.

Followers of Auril recruit on cold nights, offering the homeless and vulnerable salvation instead of freezing to death on the street. If one wanted to join the Church of Auril, they would have to undergo a ritual called the Embracing. The applicant, using no magic and wearing only boots and a thin robe, would have to spend all night in a raging blizzard. If they survived until the morning they were accepted into the Church.

Druids consider her an important deity and a part of nature, but usually don't worship her exclusively.

You can read more about Auril here:

https://forgottenrealms.fandom.com/wiki/Auril

https://forgottenrealms.fandom.com/wiki/Church_of_Auril

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Aanakwad - m/f (Ojibwe) cloud

Ailbe - m/f (Old Irish) white rock

Akish - m/f (Turkish) white winter

Akshaya - m/f (Odia) eternal, imperishable

Akullin - m/f (Albanian) ice

Akzhurek - m/f (Kazakh) white heart

Amandla - m/f (Xhosa) power, strength

Ambar - m/f (Nepali) garment, sky

Aqsa - m/f (Urdu) farthest, most distant

Aquila - m/f (Latin) eagle

Atamahina - m/f (Tongan) rising of the moon

Átuay - m/f (Bandial) the white one

Aurilamza - m/f (Abkhaz) moon of Auril

Auriletīti - m/f (Amharic) Auril's night

Aurilje - m/f (Agatu) Auril knows

Auriliman - m/f (Azerbaijani) faithful to Auril

Aurilthemis - m/f (Ancient Greek) Auril is the law of nature, justice ordained by Auril

Aysberh - m/f (Ukranian) iceberg

Ayzik - m/f (Yiddish) icy

Azo - m/f (Igbo) battle, struggles

Azul - m/f (Portuguese) blue

Baixue - m/f (Mandarin Chinese) white snow

Bata - m/f (Kalmyk) tough

Bayaz - m/f (Tatar) white

Besveter - m/f (Macedonian) raging wind

Bláine - m/f (Scottish Gaelic) whiteness, pallor

Blau - m/f (Catalan) blue

Bleizuel - m/f (Breton) wolf of the blowing wind

Boroghson - m/f (Buryat) gray

Buwan - m/f (Tagalog) moon

Chēdnē - m/f (Nepali) to pierce

Cing - m/f (Zhuang) clean, clear

Daggys - m/f (Turkmen) winter mountain

Dinam - m/f (Hebrew) judgement upon the nation, judgement upon the people

Dolfi - m/f (German) little wolf

Dorcha - m/f (Irish) dark, dusky, enigmatic, gloomy, obscure

Durril - m/f (Romani) gooseberry

Ebusika - m/f (Zulu) in winter

Eiséier - m/f (Luxembourgish) swift ice

Esulu - m/f (Ndebele) clouds

Folami - m/f (Yoruba) respect and honor me

Gerrece - m/f (Romanian) cold as frost

Griisiis - m/f (Frisian) gray ice

Gyeoul-Min - m/f (Korean) winter sky

Haize - m/f (Basque) wind

Helar - m/f (Spanish) to freeze, to chill

Hima - m/f (Malayalam) frost, snow, winter

Hina - m/f (Hawaiian) gray, prostrate

Hira - m/f (Gujarati) diamond

Hiver - m/f (French) winter

Hpru - m/f (Burmese) white

Hukupapa - m/f (Maori) frost

Hvid - m/f (Danish) white

Hydref - m/f (Welsh) winter

Iabte - m/f (Hmong) bitter frost

Imrar - m/f (Maltese) bitter

Jalidi - m/f (Arabic) ice

Janwar - m/f (Pashto) animal

Jeiran - m/f (Georgian) deer, gazelle

Jet - m/f (Telugu) very dark black

Jiilaal - m/f (Somali) winter

Kaltís - m/f (Icelandic) cold as ice

Karme - m/f (Estonian) swift

Khao - m/f (Thai) white, light colored

Khutsafalo - m/f (Tswana) melancholy

Koyonauril - m/f (Altai) hare of Auril

Kuhari - m/f (Punjabi) axe

Kulirkālam - m/f (Tamil) winter

Kuneho - m/f (Filipino) rabbit

Lasta - m/f (Quechua) snow

Leden - m/f (Bulgarian) ice

Makani - m/f (Hawaiian) wind, ghost

Mangidy - m/f (Malagasy) bitter

Maroz - m/f (Belarusian) frost

Mayibuye - m/f (Ndebele) let it come

Mega - m/f (Indonesian) cloud

Metel' - m/f (Russian) blizzard, snowstorm

Meuligauril - m/f (Acehnese) Auril's palace, Auril's castle

Mōda - m/f (Kannada) cloud

Mraz - m/f (Slovenian) cold, frost

Naschx'we - m/f (Circassian) gray eyed

Nego - m/f (Esperanto) snow

Neve - m/f (Galician) snow

Nidup - m/f (Bhutanese) feat, accomplishment, success

Nila - m/f (Assamese) dark blue

Nilam - m/f (Hindi) dark blue, sapphire

Nje - m/f (Dungan) night

Nyanza - m/f (Chewa) lake

Okwaho - m/f (Mohawk) wolf, loyal

Orphne - m/f (Ancient Greek) the darkness of night

Payekha - m/f (Tumbuka) they are alone

Phoulae - m/f (Lao) dark mountain

Phusu - m/f (Venda) havoc

Pire - m/f (Mapuche) snow, hail

Plavi - m/f (Serbian) blue

Putih - m/f (Malay) white

Pytuna - m/f (Tupi) night

Qish - m/f (Uzbek) winter

Radanē - m/f (Marathi) howl, wail, lamentation

Rintou - m/f (Japanese) dignified, severe, cold winter

Salju - m/f (Sudanese) snow

Šaltis - m/f (Lithuanian) cold, frost, freeze, chill, shiver

San - m/f (Vietnamese) mountain

Sanobar - m/f (Tajik) pine tree

Seef - m/f (Limburgish) stern

Serame - m/f (Sesotho) cold

Sereba - m/f (Akan) silver

Serigala - m/f (Malay) wolf

Shida - m/f (Swahili) horrible, suffering, hardness, struggles

Shikari - m/f (Persian) hunter

Shikoba - m/f (Choctaw) feather

Shingirayi - m/f (Shona) be strong

Shuqi - m/f (Yi) pine needles

Sivy - m/f (Slovak) gray, white

Ska - m/f (Osage) white

Somphou - m/f (Lao) worthy of the mountain

Sormek - m/f (Khmer) white sky, white cloud

Surim - m/f (Javanese) grim

Tahoma - m/f (Salishan) snow covered mountain. Also: Tacoma

Tåle - m/f (Norwegian) endure

Tanamara - m/f (Cherokee) lonely wind

Téli - m/f (Hungarian) winter

To'erau - m/f (Tahitian) north, northeastern wind

To'ilau - m/f (Samoan) axe blade

Tsasanshirkheg - m/f (Mongolian) snowflake

Tsemo - m/f (Tibetan) peak

Tushara - m/f (Sinhalese) dew, frost

Tzatzi - m/f (Nahuatl) to yell, to shout

Ukiuk - m/f (Inuktitut) winter

Ukpono - m/f (Ibibio) respect

Upoko'ina - m/f (Cook Islands Maori) gray haired

Urais - m/f (Igbo) sleeping on ice

Urmat - m/f (Kyrgyz) respect, deference, veneration

Uttara - m/f (Sanskrit) north

Vahuo - m/f (Yi) raised in the mountains

Viima - m/f (Finnish) strong wind

Vinter - m/f (Swedish) winter

Vyt - m/f (Czech) howl

Wäiss - m/f (Luxembourgish) white

Wintra - m/f (Old English) winter. Usually given to someone with a cold or gloomy personality

Woede - m/f (Dutch) fury

Wycie - m/f (Polish) howl

Zaffiro - m/f (Italian) sapphire

Zafiris - m/f (Greek) sapphire

Zima - m/f (Croatian) winter

Zîv - m/f (Kurdish) silver

------------------------FEMININE

Advija - f (Bosnian) swift, fast

Aiga - f (Low German) edge of a sword, blade, sharp

Aisa - f (Samoan) ice, frost

Akkumis - f (Kazakh) white silver

Aktuygun - f (Kyrgyz) white hawk

Albinä - f (Tatar) white

Alsoomse - f (Siksika) independent

Amihan - f (Tagalog) north wind, winter storm

Amlliq - f (Yupik) step

Aqkömöš - f (Bashkir) white silver

Aurilelo - f (Esan) face of Auril, eye of Auril

Auriluh - f (Balinese) woman of Auril

Avashya - f (Assamese) hoarfrost, dew

Avgan - f (Turkish) blue

Awanita - f (Malay) cloud woman

Awinita - f (Cherokee) fawn

Barafa - f (Punjabi) snow

Barriaght - f (Manx) victory, conquest, win

Bébinn - f (Old Irish) fair woman, pale woman

Befraw - f (Kurdish) snow water

Bela - f (Czech) white

Beleka - f (Medieval Slavic) white

Beyle - f (Yiddish) white

Binglan - f (Mandarin Chinese) ice cold mountain mist

Birlant - f (Chechen) like a diamond

Blanche - f (French) white, fair

Blancòta - f (Occitan) white

Blauril - f (Abkhaz) eye of Auril

Bllauche - f (Norman) white

Burul'ka - f (Ukranian) icicle

Caligāla - f (Kannada) winter

Candida - f (Latin) white

Cellisca - f (Spanish) sleet

Ceudauril - f (Acehnese) Auril is beautiful and smart

Chionia - f (Greek) snow

Chipeta - f (Ute) white singing bird

Chiwa - f (Yao) death

Choladna - f (Belarusian) cold

Choygana - f (Tuvan) fir, fir tree. Also: Choigana

Chucarris - f (Caló) anguishes

Chula - f (Chickasaw) fox

Çimmaq - f (Karachay-Balkar) snowy white

Daniat - f (Tigrinya) judge

Darisay - f (Ilocano) pure, clear, quality

Dhaxanaag - f (Somali) frost woman

Doireann - f (Irish) white daughter / sullen, tempestuous

Edae - f (Crimean Tatar) as beautiful as the moon

Edurne - f (Basque) snow

Ezhno - f (Omaha-Ponca) lone, solitary, only

Falcona - f (Old High German) falcon

Fetia - f (Tahitian) star

Flykra - f (Faroese) snowflake

Fuyusa - f (Japanese) sound of the winter wind

Fyzh' - f (Circassian) white

Gehuil - f (Dutch) howl

Gheata - f (Romanian) ice, coldness

Giiwedinokwe - f (Ojibwe) woman of the north

Glata - f (Maltese) frost

Gwendolen - f (Welsh) white ring

Hak'azasdzaa - f (Diné Bizaad) cold woman

Hartrude - f (Old Saxon) strong woman, hard woman

Haukea - f (Hawaiian) white snow

Helve - f (Estonian) flake, snowflake

Higalik - f (Inuktitut) ice house

Hinauri - f (Maori) dark gray

Hkyam - f (Burmese) to be cold

Hulichan - f (Even) fox

Inaiê - f (Tupi) solitary hawk

Isa - f (Danish) ice

Isel - f (Nahuatl) alone, unique, only

Iselilja - f (Norwegian) ice lily

Jaská - f (Sami) quiet

Jasna - f (Croatian) clear, sharp

Jetsun - f (Tibetan) venerable, exalted, revered

Kaluwa - f (Swahili) forgotten one

Kara - f (Altali) snow / black

Keasik - f (Cree) sky blue

Kefriza - f (Igbo) freezing

Kheda - f (Telugu) sorrow, pain, affliction

Kodee -f (Akan) eagle

Kryha - f (Slovak) ice floe, iceberg

Kshipra - f (Sinhalese) quick, speedy, swift

Kundai - f (Shona) overcome

Kwatisa - f (Tsonga) made furious

Lavina - f (Russian) avalanche

Legakwa - f (Tswana) crystal

Livna - f (Hebrew) white

Lujayn - f (Arabic) silver

Lumi - f (Finnish) snow

Mabilis - f (Filipino) fast, swift

Mahrang - f (Balochi) color of the moon

Manshvi - f (Bhojpuri) intelligent

Ma'ome - f (Cheyenne) ice

Mara - f (Ancient Hebrew) bitter

Mariha - f (Sesotho) winter

Merara - f (Amharic) bitter

Mmaphefo - f (Sotho) mother of cold

Möngömaa - f (Mongolian) silver mother, silver woman

Neusnit - f (Catalan) snowy night. Also: Neunit

Nilima - f (Marathi) dark blue

Nilawan - f (Thai) blue tint, dark colored, sapphire colored

Nisha - f (Bengali) night

Nita - f (Choctaw) bear

Nívea - f (Portuguese) snow, snow white

Nomzamo - f (Zulu) struggle

Nyest - f (Medieval Hungarian) marten

Nyiaj - f (Hmong) silver neck ring

Ombretta - f (Italian) shade, shadow

Oyera - f (Chewa) pure

Ozebline - f (Slovenian) frostbite. Also: Ozeblina

Patil - f (Armenian) snowflake

Phouchanh - f (Lao) mountain moon

Piren - f (Mapuche) to snow, to hail

Querly - f (Dogri) quick

Questa - f (Santali) journey

Rachany - f (Khmer) night

Ratri - f (Indonesian) night

Retna - f (Javanese) diamond / daughter. Also: Retna

Ririnina - f (Malagasy) winter

Rjúpa - f (Old Norse) snow grouse

Sabana - f (Chamorro) mountain

Safira - f (Esperanto) sapphire

Salujoja - f (Nyakyusa) of the feathers

Sanama - f (Efik) completely pure

Sarmīte - f (Latvian) frost

Sanober - f (Urdu) pine tree

Sarolt - f (Hungarian) ermine, white stoat

Saxta - f (Azerbaijani) frost, freezing weather

Selbi - f (Turkmen) cypress

Selmeg - f (Buryat) clean, pure, clear

Senthilde - f (Medieval Spanish) battle path

Seoli-Na - f (Korean) enduring the frost

Serigala - f (Sudanese) wolf

Shikka - f (Hindi) crest, peak

Shoki - f (Malayalam) sorrowful, causing sadness

Shweta - f (Gujarati) white

Sidheag - f (Scottish Gaelic) wolf

Simin - f (Persian) silvery

Sitora - f (Tajik) star

Slana - f (Bulgarian) frost

Snæbrá - f (Icelandic) snow on her eyelashes

Snaigė - f (Lithuanian) snowflake

Snegbura - f (Macedonian) snow storm

Śnieżka - f (Polish) snow, snow white

Stedda - f (Corsican) star

Suferine - f (Albanian) strong cold wind

Takhi - f (Algonquin) cold

Talwyn - f (Cornish) white brow

Tasarla - f (Romani) evening

Tetrua - f (Georgian) white

Titi - f (Yoruba) forever

Tiyaga - f (Cebuano) perseverance

To'qsonsuluv - f (Uzbek) the beautiful nintey days of winter

Triwenn - f (Breton) exact, precise, sharp white

Tsagan - f (Kalmyk) white

Tulluktaana - f (Yakut) snow bunting

Tuyet - f (Vietnamese) snow

Udbala - f (Odia) strong

Uindobanna - f (Gaulish) white peak

Ursula - f (German) little bear. Also: Ulla, Ursel, Uschi

Vennila - f (Tamil) white moon

Ventisca - f (Galician) blizzard

Vishita - f (Bodo) twilight

Vulfetrude - f (Medieval French) wolf strength

Wâwra - f (Pashto) snow

Witta - f (Frisian) white / forest, wood

Wulfgunda - f (Old French) wolf battle, war of wolves

Wulfthryth - f (Old English) wolf strength

Wulviva - f (Medieval English) wolf gift

Yanua - f (Shuar) star

Ylva - f (Swedish) she-wolf

Yuraqmayu - f (Quechua) white river

Zenzele - f (Xhosa) she will do for herself

Zikana - f (Dakota) white

Zimana - f (Serbian) winter

----------------------MASCULINE

Aayaan - m (Persian) long night

Abdauril - m (Avar) servant of Auril

Aclulf - m (Old French) blade wolf

Ahtem - m (Crimean Tatar) black, dark

Aisi - m (Tongan) ice

Ak - m (Zhuang) strong

Akintunde - m (Yoruba) bravery returns

Ákos - m (Hungarian) white falcon

Akzhol - m (Kyrgyz) white path

Alud - m (Spanish) avalanche, snowslide

Amaro - m (Portuguese) bitter

Argandrich - m (Breton) silver faced

Argento - m (Esperanto) silver

Argyros - m (Greek) silver

Arkar - m (Burmese) sky, open space

Arthek - m (Cornish) bear

Aruddh - m (Sinhalese) unhindered, unrestrainable

Atenáti - m (Mohawk) elk

Ayaz - m (Azerbaijani) frost, dry and cold air

Aybulat - m (Bashkir) steel moon

Aydemir - m (Tuvan) moon iron

Bagwis - m (Tagalog) soft wing feather

Baku - m (Sudanese) frozen

Bánmath - m (Old Irish) white bear

Bannus - m (Gaulish) peak, summit

Baraf - m (Somali) ice, hail

Barys - m (Kazakh) snow leopard

Belo - m (Macedonian) white

Bera - m (Malagasy) bear

Beredo - m (Amharic) snow

Berenguièr - m (Occitan) bear spear

Berfhat - m (Kurdish) snow is here

Bierdna - m (Sami) bear

Biya - m (Igbo) bear

Björn - m (Swedish) bear

Bjørnmann - m (Faroese) bear man

Boris - m (Czech) wolf / snow leopard / short

Borz - m (Chechen) wolf

Bulat - m (Ingush) steel

Bundok - m (Filipino) mountain

Buzi - m (Romani) contempt

Caeso - m (Latin) blue gray

Cencúl - m (Slovak) icicle

Chandranan - m (Sindhi) handsome as the moon

Chogori - m (Balti) big mountain, peak, aiming for the top

Chon - m (Kalmyk) wolf

Chono - m (Mongolian) wolf

Connaghyn - m (Manx) wolf head

Dhaval - m (Gujarati) dazzling white

Dizchin - m (Circassian) silver

Dongchang - m (Mandarin Chinese) long winter

Doruk - m (Turkish) mountaintop

Dulani - m (Yao) cutting

Eide - m (Low German) edge of a sword, blade, sharp

Essien - m (Efik) outside

Faseeh - m (Dogri) elegant

Finnconbar - m (Irish) head of the white wolf

Fionnlagh - m (Scottish Gaelic) white warrior

Frediano - m (Italian) cold

Garayy - m (Turkmen) snow bear

Garsea - m (Medieval Spanish) bear

Geler - m (French) freeze, frost, chill

Giiwedin - m (Ojibwe) north, north wind

Gorak - m (Bosnian) bitter

Goran - m (Croatian) mountain man

Goričč - m (Balochi) north wind

Grusom - m (Danish) cruel, inhuman

Gudisa - m (Abkhaz) rough, cruel heart

Hadeed - m (Arabic) iron, sharp, penetrating gaze

Haimal - m (Telugu) winter, cold

Hemant - m (Marathi) winter

Ijsbrand - m (Dutch) ice spear, iron spear

Isa - m (Frisian) ice, iron

Isenbern - m (Medieval English) iron bear

Iskald - m (Norwegian) icy, frosty

Ivaylo - m (Bulgarian) wolf

Izotz - m (Basque) ice

Jādō - m (Nepali) winter

Javed - m (Urdu) eternal

Jökull - m (Icelandic) glacier, ice

Jonuo - m (Yi) black eagle

Jun-Reum - m (Korean) bottomless cold

Kami - m (Armenian) wind

Kar - m (Altai) snow

Katakyauril - m (Akan) the strong man of Auril

Kaus - m (Hmong) fang

Kejam - m (Malay) cruel

Kęsgailas - m (Lithuanian) to endure with strength, the strength to endure / enduring violence, suffering sorrow

Keshin - m (Maltese) cold

Khamron - m (Thai) howl, scream

Kholod - m (Ukranian) cold

Ksiksínopa - m (Siksika) white arrows, white quiver

Kulir - m (Tamil) cold, chill

Kuobakh - m (Yakut) hare

Kuruk - m (Pawnee) bear

Kÿmÿsh - m (Shor) silver

Laban - m (Ancient Hebrew) white

Leftraru - m (Mapuche) swift hawk

Lindima - m (Nyakyusa) tremble, roar

Lioj - m (Belarusian) ice

Llop - m (Catalan) wolf

Luko - m (Samoan) wolf

Lupu - m (Corsican) wolf

Lutogniew - m (Polish) fierce, cruel, wild anger

Madalulf - m (Old Saxon) wolf council

Mahigan - m (Algonquin) wolf

Mahikan - m (Cree) gray wolf, timber wolf

Manutea - m (Tahitian) white bird

Mathwyn - m (Welsh) white bear

Matoskah - m (Lakota) polar bear

Minninnewah - m (Cheyenne) whirlwind

Misost - m (Ossetian) not weak

Mitichó - m (Caló) stern, severe

Moroz - m (Russian) frost

Mphikeleli - m (Zulu) he who perserveres

Murrlan - m (Albanian strong cold wind from the north

Nantu - m (Shuar) moon

Nanuq - m (Inuktitut) polar bear. Also: Nanuk

Narat - m (Tatar) evergreen tree

Nashoba - m (Choctaw) wolf

Nezahualcoyotl - m (Nahuatl) fasting coyote

Nhlonipho - m (Ndebele) respect

Nihar - m (Assamese) mist, dew, snow

Nirad - m (Odia) cloud

Nish - m (Malayalam) night

Niyol - m (Diné Bizaad) wind

Oster - m (Slovenian) sharp, severe

Otieno - m (Luo) born in the middle of the night

Otso - m (Finnish) bear

Paradzai - m (Shona) to destroy

Phakalane - m (Tswana) eagle

Phrixos - m (Ancient Greek) thrilling, causing shivers

Prakiri - m (Khmer) silver mountain

Rádúlfr - m (Old Norse) wolf counsel

Saagenn - m (Santali) power

Saarboaz - m (Hebrew) swift storm

Saifauril - m (Acehnese) sword of Auril

Salnis - m (Latvian) frost, frostiness

Sansuma - m (Bodo) moon

Saradīām - m (Punjabi) winter

Shekhar - m (Hindi) crest, peak

Shono - m (Buryat) wolf

Sikhalele - m (Tsonga) outcry

Son - m (Vietnamese) mountain

Spinzar - m (Pashto) silver, white metal

Spitarsha - m (Old Persian) white bear

Sudi - m (Ilocano) purity

Sunil - m (Kannada) very dark blue

Tabar - m (Tajik) axe

Tauboran - m (Karachay-Balkar) mountain storm

Thaba - m (Sotho) mountain

Tio - m (Maori) freezing cold

Tlhoro - m (Sesotho) peak, mountaintop

Tobden - m (Tibetan) very powerful

Touji - m (Japanese) winter solstice

Tushar - m (Bengali) cold, frost, snow

Umrboqi - m (Uzbek) winter melon

Urmas - m (Estonian) frost, catkin

Usiku - m (Swahili) night

Uwais - m (Indonesian) wolf

Velvel - m (Yiddish) little wolf

Viscol - m (Romanian) blizzard, snowstorm

Voron - m (Medieval Russian) raven

Wayra - m (Quechua) wind

Wintralaf - m (Old English) one who survives the winter

Wollek - m (Luxembourgish) cloud

Wulfram - m (German) wolf raven

Vakhtang - m (Georgian) wolf-bodied

Vukašin - m (Serbian) wolf

Xeo - m (Galician) ice

Yaqulpak - m (Yupik) eagle

Ygary - m (Guarani) cedar

Yomelela - m (Xhosa) be strong

Yona - m (Cherokee) beard

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