does "natshana" kinda resemble "night shine" on purpose? :O (i never watched the 100)
If you never watched The 100, you may not realize that Trigedasleng is a future version of English. Every single word of Trigedasleng comes from a modern English word. So, no, this was not a coincidence: It is indeed supposed to look like that.
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My current WIP x reader (Natshana), daughter of Daemon Targaryen, is my absolute favourite so far, and here are a few reasons why I'm so excited to write for her! 1) She is fiercely loyal to Jace. 2) Threatens Ser Cripsy life twice for being disrespectful to her husband and mother in law; 3) Threatens to cut Aegon’s “pretty cock” off for being a creep
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Muses
Here is a complete list of all my current muses. OC bios linked.
Canon - OC (italicized)
Doctor Who
River Song
Peggy Song (OC)
Aria Pond (OC)
Annalise Sangster (OC)
Elsie Oswald (OC)
Thera Honotia (OC)
Ellia/Eowyn Wraith (OC)
Queen Odessa (OC)
Rose Tyler variant
OUAT
Regina Mills
Emma Swan
Lily Page
Ivy/Drizella
Lydia Mills (OC)
Star Wars
Padmé Amidala
Rey
Female Kylo Ren
Iden Versio (By request only)
Iristri Azumlae (OC)
Zara Pham
Harry Potter
Hermione Granger
Minerva Granger (OC) (Bio to come soon)
She-Ra
Adora
The 100
Clarke Griffin (fc is changed)
Lexa kom Trikru (exclusive.)
Raven Reyes
Abby Griffin
Anya kom Trikru
Echo kom Azgeda
Octavia Blake
Siren kom Delfikru (OC)
Cordelia kom Trikru (OC)
Temperance Nox (OC)
Natshana kom Azgeda (OC) (Bio to come)
Supernatural
Rowan Groves (OC)
TVD
Gwendolyn Potter (OC)
iZombie
Olivia Moore
Peyton Charles
Criminal Minds
Emily Prentiss
Ismay Blackwood (OC) (bio to come)
Pirates of the Caribbean
Elizabeth Swann
Marvel
Margot Rogers
Wren Craine
Wanda Maximoff
Carol Danvers
Sylvie
Yelena Belova
Peggy Carter
Kate Bishop
Melina Vostokoff
Natasha Romanoff
Ryna Maximoff (OC) (bio coming soon)
Lena Rebecca Banner (OC) (bio coming soon)
DC
Luna Byrd (OC)
Resident Evil
Lady Dimitrescu
Bela Dimitrescu
Cassandra Dimitrescu
Daniela Dimitrescu
Donna Beneviento
Mia Winters
Mother Miranda
Jill Valentine
Claire Redfield
Horizon Zero Dawn
Aloy (Indie)
Monsterverse
Mason Weaver
Elle Brody
You
Guinevere Beck (By request only)
Fandomless
Eden Talbot (OC)
Primrose Ash (OC)
Lia Norwood (OC)
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@natshana
Halloween Starter !
“Do you think I could just wear my scrubs to the party and no one would notice?” Clarke sighed into her coffee, the party was tomorrow and she had absolutely no inspiration as to what to wear, she didn’t want to cop out and just wear her work clothes, but she also didn’t want to be some kind of slutty animal. So she looked to Luna for some kind of guidance.
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@natshana
In truth, his intentions for this isn’t entirely pure. Trishanakru had picked Ilian to fight for their right to the bunker and he died fairly early in the conclave. Derek knew that he would, his weakness being the girl representing Skaikru. She had already murdered some of his people, her clan had killed his family. She did not deserve to win nor did she have the right to murder the last remaining Nightblood. It was why he was lurking in the shadows of the arena that was the closed down capital, mask over his features as a dark coat hung on his shoulders and hood covered his hair. It wouldn’t matter if he was caught, his clan had lost. They were already damned to the second radiation wave and he found it ironic that the clan who brought death were now allowed to have the bunker for themselves.
He’s quiet, watching Octavia as she steps away from Luna who is on the ground and apparently dead but that would be for him to find out. He is quick, his movements precise before he kneels next to the woman who was from the sea. Fingertips press to her throat and he feels it then, a faint heartbeat. She was barely alive and it didn’t surprise him that Octavia wouldn’t bother to check if her opponent was truly dead. Skaikru held no honor. A conclave was to show the power of the clans, an arena of strength, and the cowards had stabbed Luna in the back, an honorless death. He knew that Luna would have defeated Octavia. Nightbloods were the fiercest fighters he had ever seen. He slips his hand underneath her back, drawing it out to find black on his fingertips. “Luna,” he’s calm in tone, pulling the fabric from his pocket to press it to her wound hard, attempting to stop the bleeding. She would need more pressure, already losing a lot of her blood. He lets go of her then in favor of grabbing a nearby torch, bringing it to her and illuminating the area. He would need to be quick or he would be caught and she would be dead.
The Hale pulls a dagger from his waist and holds it over the flame directly. He needed to get the blade to be hot enough to seal off her wound so he could then treat her further before they came to collect her body. He keeps the weapon on the fire as he turns her body onto her side, watching as the metal begins to orange and warm. Once it was ready, he kicked the torch out and knelt over her, placing a hand over her mouth in case she decided to scream. He places the entire blade over the wound, hearing it sizzle its way shut to seal the entry point first before he flips it and places the other side of the blade on the exit point, sealing her skin together there too but not as well since the metal was already cooling. He would need to work on it once they were safe. He pushes the weapon back into his belt and hooks his arm under her legs while the other slide across her waist and he lifts her up and into his chest. “Luna, ste yuj.” He takes her then, her weight not an obstacle for him as he was strong and she was fighting him. The challenge was making sure no eyes found them as he traveled his way through the empty capital, returning to the spot he had scouted earlier. No one would find them here or at least he believed they would be alone. He lays her down on blankets and pillows, pulling red seaweed from his bag to stick to her skin. It would help with the healing and make sure that infections didn’t enter into her system. He grabs water and rags, brushing the gunk off her face and neck.
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「 🌈 : @savagc 」
GENTLY TOUCH MY MUSE SYMBOLS
based on this ask: ✿ : trailing soft kisses down their arm
The soft kisses trailed up her bare freckle dusted arm caused her to shiver. Robin gave up on what she had been reading and closed the book gently setting it aside. Luna wanted her attention and she was going to give it to her. She didn't need to study anymore. She was good at history and confident enough that she would ace the upcoming exam. She always did. Robin never bragged but she wasn't on the honor roll every semester for nothing.
"Someone wants my attention." She chuckled softly as she reached a hand up to brush some of Luna's long, curly locks back from her face. She turned on her side slightly so they were facing each other. "I was getting bored anyway. You are much more fun than studying for a history exam.” She looked into those honey brown eyes she loved so dearly before leaning in for a gentle kiss. “ But I think you know that."
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@natshana // luna kom floukru.
🌪️ - a starter where our muses are trapped together during a storm.
there had been some brutal storms in the course of their lifetime on the ground, but it seemed as though storms only seemed to get worse after praimfaya had destroyed all but the valley that remained. they were lucky that they got a healthy amount of rain, most of which was not brutal. but this was far from that. the wind howled outside, the sky a deep shade of gray with so little light that it nearly emulated nighttime. there were small leaks in the roof that would need patching when it passed, wicked thunder shaking the walls around them.
“this is going to destroy some of the homes.” another clap of lightning & they unintentionally flinch. “maybe this one.” the wind was worsening.
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@natshana sent: “ isn’t that my shirt? ” (the gay shit it is)
lexa’s mind was still focused on the plan for the day. after eating, the two were going to visit the library and dig up whatever they could about shadyside’s history. particularly anything that could connect a rumored witch to the town. she stared at deena, head slanted and eyebrow slightly raised. eventually she set her coffee mug back on the table and glanced down ( she totally didn’t forget, she was just checking ) sure enough, the fabric that covered her did not actually belong to her. a loan from the previous night, since she crashed at deena’s on a whim and couldn’t be bothered to pack much else besides the essentials. “...do you need it back? ” she was only partially serious, fingers gripping the hem of the shirt.
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⸸ raven reyes for @natshana
“ they went too far. ” and i tried to stop them. it’s not enough ; she knows that. their remorse is never enough. “ i’m sorry , luna. ”
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starter for @natshana
The grass was cool under her feet and her skin was still glistening from the rain. Draco couldn’t remember if she’d ever run around in the rain before now.. but she very much believed this was a first for her, much like many things she did with or around Luna seemed to be. She caught her breath there under one of the larger trees in the park, Luna right next to her. The rain had all but stopped now and the late afternoon sun peaked through the clouds every so often; Draco’s heart was hammering in her chest as she looked over to Luna. The Hufflepuff’s curls were weighed down from the water and Draco couldn’t help but reach over to push some of the sodden strands away from Luna’s face. “You shouldn’t be able to look this fucking good even now,” she teased, leaning against her and shivering a bit. Draco was very capable of uttering a wandless charm to rid them of the water but... she wasn’t sure if she was ready to let go of this moment just yet. She rested her forehead against Luna’s, small smile on her lips as her other hand squeezed Luna’s hip gently. “Was this little escapade everything you wanted?” she whispered, lips brushing against Luna’s with every word and fingers digging into her curls some more.
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Heya! How do you say ‘she was my moon’ in trigedasleng? Hope you have a good day
Em laik ai natshana. That's the usual way; to just ignore the tense. If you really want it in there, though, you'd say Em spi ai natshana. Another word for "moon" is munshana. Either way!
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I’ve got so many questions but I don’t want to bombard you haha
Who is your favourite couple in your fanfics?
Do you prefer the house of the dragon book (fire & blood) or the show?
Gotta ask, team black or green?
Bombard away 🤣
Right now, I’d say Aegon and Theo, however I have such a soft spot Jace and Natshana (new WIP) and Vaella and Harwin
The show was very good but to me the book will always be better
I’m a team black girly, however I can see the appeal in team green but my heart will always be with Rhaenyra
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@natshana asked: “ tell me that story again . ” [ madi ]
a moment hasn’t passed since she settled on madi’s side, that a story was requested. a smile spreads over her lips, even if she’s not usually the one to tell stories. “ which one do you want ? ” in the few months they’d been on the ground, they’d manage to gather enough stories to last them a lifetime. she guesses it’s one of those madi is interested in, even though most are not pleasant ones. raven can understand the curiousity though, being raised on their stories and madi’s now able to hear it from themselves as well. however, she also has plenty of stories from the last six years back on the ring.
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miss you
@natshana
“you are so far away, nomi. death is near, we are doned.”
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@natshana sent: ✐ for a starter from here
“we will go from here together or die together.” she promises, taking one of luna’s hands in hers. just because the world is ending again, doesn’t mean they shouldn’t fight to survive. “there has to be something we can do.”
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@natshana sent for incorrect quotes ! // slowly accepting
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