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444names · 2 years

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the entire wikipedia article list of major league baseball players from japan + dinosaurs

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#name stash #444names #444 names #dnd names #character names #markov namegen #markov name generation #markov #markov gen

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tuungaq · 4 years

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Let me say once again that if Carlos Cifuentes, the guy who worked before and during the Second Republic toward technological progress, women’s rights and a more secular public life in spite of his family, while supporting Lidia’s efforts to stand by workers and her LGBT friends, ends up a fucking FRANQUISTA because the writers decide they want to make him a Bad Guy for love triangle shits and giggles...I WILL riot

#las chicas del cable #cable girls #carlos cifuentes #las chicas del cable spoilers #rachel says a thing #i know we all love yongon but ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

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bigg1999 · 3 years

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Check out Depths of Love! to see a major twist on the whole ‘time traveler’ idea! (Artwork thanks to @bb-8)

“Go to sleep yongon. We will talk more when the sun rises,” Rika whispers, pressing a kiss to Clarke’s forehead.

“What’s my name?” Clarke questions softly, her memories not telling her.

“Kostia.”

#clexa #grounder clarke #clexa fanart #Depths of love #commissioned art

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missluthorwillseeyounow · 4 years

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Pry Open The Cage Bars (You’ll Find Me There)

Saskia x Red Daughter / Supercorp The 100 AU

Father leads her past the cages where dark shapes are huddled. Weapons, that’s what Father says they are. Children taken by the Commander, twisted and broken until there is nothing human left in them.

One of the dark figures in the cages shifts, and Kasnia pauses, her curiosity getting the better of her. She approaches the cage cautiously just as the shadows shift and the dim light reveals a child.

She is smaller than Kasnia, likely younger, and so covered in blood and dirt that it’s almost impossible to tell what color her complexion is. However, Kasnia can see a pair of bright green eyes peering at her from behind matted black curls.

Kasnia doesn’t come closer, afraid of what this ‘weapon’ would do. But she smiles tentatively at the other girl, “Hello.”

The other girl doesn’t respond, and Kasnia wonders if she can speak Trigedasleng. She wonders if the other child can even speak at all. The thought saddens her, and she reaches into her pocket.

Chocolate is her favorite treat, and a rarity. Father so rarely comes to Mt. Weather, but when he does and if he hears Kasnia has been good, he gives her a bar of her favorite chocolate. That makes it even more special to Kasnia.

Carefully, she breaks the chocolate bar in half. When she’s sure the other girl won’t attack her, she reaches through the cage bars and offers half of her chocolate to the little girl in the cage

“It’s my favorite.” Kasnia tells her in Trigedasleng.

“Kasnia!!”

From the end of the dim hallway, Father barks out her name sharply. It startles her, and she drops the chocolate into the dirt inside the cage. “Coming, nontu.”

Kasnia gives the other child an apologetic look before trotting over to Father. He looks at her oddly for a moment, and she shifts uncomfortably under his intense glare. When Father’s back is turned, just before she follows him out the door, she turns and gives the little girl a sad smile and one last little wave.

In the dark of the cages, a small hand picks up the chocolate from the dirt, and green eyes watch the door long after Kasnia leaves.

Basically, this AU was born because Brenda Strong is in both The 100 and Supergirl, and I’m thinking “oh perfect, let’s make Nia Lillian”, so I blame the excellent Miss Strong for this.

This AU actually begins in the Ark. When twins are born in the Ark, one is usually floated, or released into space. It’s considered a necessary measure of survival to conserve oxygen on the Ark, and a warning to those who would keep more than one child.

Twin baby girls are born to Alura and Zor El. To the family, it’s both a blessing and a curse.

Alura, however, refuses to have her second daughter floated, so they built a small capsule that could propel both Zor El and the baby to earth. They have no idea what would be waiting for them there, but it has to be better than the horrible death that she was marked for.

The capsule, by chance, lands in Azgeda territory. Zor El is killed upon impact, but the baby survives.

In Azgeda, Nia is Queen. She rules with an iron fist and maintains power through fear. More than that, she presents herself as a goddess, making her people see her as a diety – someone untouchable and fierce, someone they cannot defy, someone they will kill and die for.

She has two sons, Lex and Roan. Lex was the golden child, and Roan was the screw up

This is younger Lex, because I just cannot see Jon Cryer!Lex as Azgeda

Lex was beginning to come to his own. He had changed his name to Thorul and was amassing a following of Azgeda

He presents himself originally as a sort of rising hero for the Azgeda.

He convinces people that the Azgeda are a wild force of nature that are being restrained by the Coalition that is being forced on them by Lexa. He convinces many of them that they don’t need the Heda.

Queen Nia tolerates this for now because she resents being forced into a treaty with Lexa, and Lex is helping her curry favor with the people, and Nia needs her people on her side. However, she knows they have to stay int he Coalition because its forces are 13 clan-strong and too massive even for the Azgeda to overcome

Not only that, but a problem is threatening her image as a deity. Her husband had a dalliance with a Trikru woman, which resulted in the birth of twin girls. (yeah, this is a little far-fetched, I know, but stay with me)

Nia had her husband killed, and had the mother of his children tracked down and killed too. She had word put out that her husband died in a raid.

Both infants were seized and brought to her. She had them both examined, and found out that one of them was a Nightblood, and the other was not.

Now, Nia already had a Nightblood whom she kept secret in captivity, Ontari. She was trained day and night to be a bloodthirsty psychopath, deliberately isolated from people so she would not develop compassion or loyalty to anyone but her Mistress who fed and clothed her.

So, Nia sent the Nightblood twin, Saskia to be raised in isolation with Ontari. They are kept separately, so that no bond might form between them, and they are pitted against each other to sharpen both their skills.

The other twin, she was going to kill, but Roan stayed her hand before she was able to kill the infant.

“She can be useful to you, my Queen. Your husband is dead, but this, his child, is alive. She will be a symbol of hope for the people. That life is born anew even in Death.”

So the other twin, Lena, is kept in Azgeda with Nia. She’s touted as Nia’s (and her husband’s) daughter, born after her husband’s death, a holy symbol of Nia’s fertility and hope for the future. It adds a Madonna-esque patina to Nia’s image as a fearsome queen-goddess.

Lena grows up in the halls of the Azgeda, with a dominating and controlling Mother, and a brother revered throughout the land as a savior of the Azgeda.

And another brother Roan, who’s rarely home because his mother sends him on scouting missions and assassinations, so he can make himself “useful”

Lena and Roan are not close, the Azgeda regard such bonds as weakness. But there’s a sense of kinship between them – the two runts of the litter that Nia barely tolerates.

Lena knows nothing of her own sister, Saskia, held in captivity in the harshest lands of the Azgeda.

Lena’s brothers, though they rarely visit, are her only source of solace from Nia

Lex, who now calls himself Thorul kom Azgeda, brings home a fascinating piece of machinery – something none of the Azgeda have ever seen, let alone know how to operate – and teaches his bright little sister how to use it. Lena takes to it quickly, not knowing that it was given to Lex by the Mountain People, the enemy (whom he has made a deal with)

Roan always brings Lena back some pelt he got one of his hunts, or some shiny new thing he bartered for from the Trikru, or once a dagger he whittled himself.

Both brothers, though, are not any less culpable for Saskia’s fate.

Lex knows exactly where she’s kept. He doesn’t like her – she’s too unpredictable, too insolent to be malleable. He agrees with his mother that a cage is the best place to keep her

Roan doesn’t know where she is, but the knowledge of her existence eats at him, especially whenever he sees Lena.

He’s the one who eventually frees Saskia, and he gets himself exiled for it (but more on that later)

Now, back to the baby in the capsule that landed in Azgeda territory. She was retrieved by some Azgeda and taken to Lex. At that time, he was making a deal with the Mountain People, and he saw his opportunity in this little sky-girl.

He used her as a bargaining chip, and gave her to the Mountain people to study her blood and anatomy, with the caveat that the baby, whom Lex named Kasnia, wouldn’t be killed, and that he would be able to visit her

Lex’s plan was to study her so he could potentially use her as a weapon. He dictated his terms to the Maunon – that she would be raised in isolation, and that only he and a few select carers could visit her. After all, he had seen it work with Ontari, and he wanted to avoid a possible wild card (like Saskia would later become). So he kept her there in Mt. Weather.

Essentially, she was a lab rat for the Maunon, and an experiment for Lex. He kept her occupied and trained her, and made sure he was the only one who treated her gently. The other Maunon soldiers were brusque toward her, but Lex made sure that they never mistreated her, and made sure that Kasnia knew this was because of his influence.

Lex teaches her Trigedasleng and Azgedasleng. He tells her of the might of the Azgeda, and one day, she hopes to join them.

Saskia and Kasnia met once, when they’re around 8 or 9, before the truth about them was revealed.

Lex took Kasnia along with him to visit the prison where Saskia was kept. Lex was showing her that “the Commander” was an unjust tyrant, and that she was making weapons of children. Since Lex is trying to challenge Lexa’s power as Commander, even though she was the one who united all 12 clans

(see the scene above the cut for Saskia and Kasnia’s first meeting)

Kasnia is so full of questions for Lex about “the little girl in the cage” when they get back to Mt. Weather, and tells him about how she wishes she could see her again, and help her, and be friends with her

And Lex sees that his plan is not going as he’d hoped.

He accuses Kasnia of being “too soft”

“I thought you would be different. I thought I was raising you to be strong, but I see now that your heart is weak too.”

Kasnia’s eyes widen and she suddenly feels her heart drop. She’s disappointed him. “No, nontu! I’m not weak. I am strong like the Azgeda, let me prove it!”

“But you are not Azgeda, yongon. You are not of the earth, but of the skies. You are not like us. Others will seek to use you as a weapon, as a specimen, but I am raising you to be strong, to be a warrior.”

Lex eyes her steadily. “That little girl in the cage is dead now. She was far too broken. The Commander and her people broke her long before you met her. I am raising you to be a strong warrior, so that you may fight against the Commander. So that this will never happen again. So that no other child can be hurt again"

Kasnia’s eyes fill with tears. She wants to cry for the caged little girl, now dead. But she knows Father would take tears as weakness, so she balls her hands into tight, determined little fists instead. “I will be strong, nontu. I will make sure they can never hurt another again!”

Saskia, on the other hand, is still very much alive. And very much enamored.

When Roan frees her from the cages, he delivers her to Lexa so she can be safe with the other Natblida. (this is one of the reasons why Lexa somewhat trusts Roan)

When Saskia’s identity is revealed, it creates an uproar, because tradition demands that Nia be killed for daring to keep a Natblida secret from the Heda

But Lexa wants to keep the Azgeda within the Coalition, and Nia knows that Lexa can wipe her out with the Coalition’s combined forces

So to avoid compromising herself, Nia shifts the blame onto Roan

She spins the tale of Roan discovering that his newborn sister was a Natblida, and stealing her from his Mother and telling her the baby was dead

And Lexa, knowing that this is the only way they can avoid bloodshed between Azgeda and the rest of the Coalition, publicly accepts this story, denouncing Roan

This is why Roan is banished from the Coalition. For his mother, it was punishment for disobeying her and for Lexa, it was a compromise to avoid bloodshed

It’s also why Roan hates Lexa. On the one hand, he understands it. On the other, now he’s banished because of her

Saskia was never a sociopath like Ontari, but she has to relearn how to trust and develop bonds with other people

Lexa is one of the first people she opens up to. She rises through the ranks of the Natblida very rapidly, and she quickly becomes Lexa’s favorite.

Saskia’s compassionate nature begins to come out, with the help of the other Nightbloods

It’s not an easy or a quick process, and it comes with so many trials, but two years afterward, she becomes the Commander’s Second

(This is around the time of the show’s timeline)

She tells Lexa about the meeting

"There was a little girl, Heda. I met her before I met you. Before the Skaikru came. When I was still in the Cage."

They are in Lexa’s quarters where Lexa is teaching Saskia to read. It’s one of Saskia’s favorite things, reading. There are so few books left in the Grounders’ collection after the nuclear war, and Saskia has been so deprived of knowledge that she has all but devoured Lexa’s collection of books.

"She looked like…. Like one of those creatures you showed me in that one book, the beautiful ones with wings. What are they called, angles?”

Lexa smiles softly. “Angels.”

“Sha, Heda,” Saskia nods vigorously. “She looked like an angel. The guards at the Cage talked among themselves about her, the little girl who came from the Sky. Her eyes were so blue like the sky, Heda, that I believed them."

When the Skaikru came down, Lex realized that there were more of them

Lex thought that Kasnia wasn’t actually special and therefore was of no use to him, so he abandoned her in Azgeda territory to die. She grows up feral in Azgeda territory, using the skills Lex taught her to survive until adulthood.

Kasnia believes that Lex died at the hands of the Commander and that’s why he didn’t come for her.

She grows older and stronger, vowing to take revenge on "The Commander” for Lex, for that little girl in the cage who died

The rest of the world has no idea she even exists. The Mountain has fallen. Outside of the Mountain People and Lex, no one knew about Kasnia.

The only other person who saw her was Saskia – when she was a feral prisoner who was shown a small but unforgettable act of kindness by a little girl with golden hair and sky-colored eyes

And there is only one other little girl with gold hair and blue eyes.

Kara and the other Skaikru are eventually integrated into the Grounder culture

Upon Queen Nia’s death at Lexa’s hand, the whole Azgeda clan is thrown into chaos. Lex refuses to bow down to Roan, refuses to acknowledge the Commander’s authority and attempts to take the capital. His attack is foiled with the help of the Skaikru, and he is badly injured by a bomb built by Clark, who is one of the engineers from the Ark. He is taken in by some of his followers (maybe Mercy and Otis), and kept in secret.

For their aid in thwarting Lex, the Skaikru are integrated into the Coalition as the thirteenth clan. With Saskia, Lena and Kara all in Polis at the time, the three girls meet and become friends.

Saskia, seeing her golden-haired “angel”, thinks she’s the same girl who gave her the chocolate.

Except Kara doesn’t remember her.

Kara is enamored by Lena. And Lena, who shares Saskia’s face, is equally enamored by Kara.

Saskia sees this all clearly. They never turn her away or make her feel unwelcome, but the two of them seem to have their own world together that Saskia cannot penetrate, even as they grow older.

Lena eventually has to return with Roan to the Azgeda. Kara stays with the Skaikru, and Saskia stays within Polis to continue her training for when she succeeds Lexa

She rarely sees Kara, but Saskia holds her in her heart as that little girl who showed her the first glimpse of kindness, the first person who taught her that hope was a possibility for someone like her

Even if Kara doesn’t remember it, Saskia does, and she holds it in her heart for both of them.

But Saskia is the Commander now, and there is no place for love in her future. Only duty.

And more than that, she sees how Kara looks at Lena, and how Lena looks back at her. Kara has never looked at Saskia like that. And even though they have the same face, Kara always knows the difference between them. She always knows Lena.

So Saskia distances herself more from Kara. There are greater things expected of her as the new Commander.

It’s for the best, because Saskia knows Kara will never hold her in her heart the way she does Lena.

In the meantime, something stirs in the borders of the Azgeda. A creature that moves with the grace and speed of a deadly silver Snowbird flits between the trees, stealing livestock and supplies, moving south.

Kasnia travels to Polis and begins reconnaissance on The Commander. She’s very careful to keep her distance, to avoid detection. She catches only glimpses of this woman who has been the cause of so much pain and suffering, who took Kasnia’s nontu away from her. But glimpses are enough.

This dark regal figure pretends at nobility when the sword at her hip is stained with the blood of so many.

Kasnia hates her.

Except sharp green eyes catch sight of her (how? She was so careful. She’s a skilled hunter, no prey has ever seen her before she attacks) and Kasnia is pinned by a clear piercing gaze. There is recognition there and perhaps some… confusion?

The din of the public market allows Kasnia to slip away, feeling shaken. It’s not often she has to look her prey in the eye before she kills it.

She decides to lay low, bide her time. The Commander had recognized her somehow (how?) and surely she would be wary and increase security around herself.

Kasnia is so shaken that she doesn’t realize that she’s being followed until she’s on the outskirts of the city. She barely has time to whirl around and drop into a defensive stance when a figure appears from the shadows.

“What are you doing here, Kara?”

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By SorrowsFlower

#supercorp #supergirl #the 100 #katie mcgrath #melissa benoist #saskia de merindol #red daughter #kara danvers #kara zor el #lena luthor #supercorp au #brenda strong #i finally managed to put this down #yeah that's as far as i got #saskia x red daughter #my writing

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livinonaprayerrr · 4 years

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“yongon” pa ti #YonGonzalez

#laschicasdelcable #yongonzalez #lcdc #bajosospecha #granhotel #julio olmedo #yon gonzalez #yongonzalezedit #franciscogomez #ivan noiret #elinternadolagunanegra #elinternado

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taschas-clexafix · 4 years

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Letters to Lexa

Dearest Lexa,

You filled so many hearts with love. On this day we honor you and your legacy. You will forever live on through all of us. We will continue to make art and stories that bring all that you are to live on for generations. You brought so many people together you taught us to be strong. You showed us how to love and be proud to love. You shined a light into the hearts of people who felt alone and brought us all together. There are not enough words to describe what you have done for us. One person can and did make all the difference. The world today is better because of you. No other soul will ever shine as brightly in our hearts. We are so blessed to have you in our hearts and promise to forever remember you, honor you, and love you.

-Forever and Always Love ClexaKru

Heda/Nomon Lexa,

It has been a while since I wrote to you Nomon. Clarke still cries in her sleep and I always hear your name on her lips like a whispered pleading to have you back. She tries to hide it but the pain is so clear on her face. She talks about you all the time and says I am turning out to be just like you! She showed me how to do your war paint and everything she calls me her little Raccoon or Snacha when I wear it, not that I ever need it. Peace has been so nice! You are going to love it! Oh and Clarke cut her hair really short and let me color it pink in spots with the berries! We also tried on my hair but it is hard to see. Nomon you will love it trust me. Mom is so pretty and she has no clue! I wish I had blonde hair but at least I have her eyes! She always talks about how beautiful I am and how I am the spitting image of you, which of course I use to my advantage. My pouty face would destroy yours according to her! Oh and guess what Mom finally let me drive the truck this week and I am of course a pro. I can show you it’s not hard although I wish we could find some horses! Mom says you love horses. She drew me some pictures and I think I would like them too. I can’t wait for the day I finally get to give you all these letters, even the ones when I was little and was just practicing writing. Mom says I have gotten way better, I hope it shows! She doesn’t know I still write these. She thinks it is just my diary, she says it's good for me to write about my life and that she used to when she lived in space. I like writing to you best. I have to go soon. Mom should be back with fish and I promised to make dinner for two weeks to be able to do our hair coloring. I hope she is in a good mood. I think she is missing everyone but you especially. She is starting to give up hope that we will ever meet you again but I stay strong for both of us. I know we'll meet again hopefully soon! This time I just know we will find you. Mom just says jumping through time is harder than it looks kid when I ask why we can’t go everyday. Float! I hear her coming. I will write again soon if we don’t see you first! Ai hod yu in Nomon!

Love Always Madi

Lex,

I miss you more than I can put into words.

I Hope life's been good to you, Since you've been gone. I'm doin' fine now, I've finally moved on. It's not so bad, I'm not that sad. I'm not surprised just how well I survived. I'm over the worst, and I feel so alive. I can't complain, I'm free again, And it only hurts when I'm breathing. My heart only breaks when it's beating. My dreams only die when I'm dreaming. I can’t even lie to you. I am forever changed because of you. I am so sorry I let you go in this timeline I mean a bullet come on! God Lexa that bullet was meant for me! I may have read some of the letters Madi has been writing to you and now I can’t stop crying. She is definitely your Yongon! She is so stubborn and wise like she is a child but here she is writing to you like she is taking care of me. Oh who am I kidding she is! She saved my life Lexa I was barely surviving! She is so full of light and love. She has these looks she gives me that make my mind instantly flash to you giving me the same exact look! She is so beautiful Lex she has your wild dark hair that she is obsessed with having me braid at the moment, I secretly hope she never grows out of that. Her eyes are just so full of wonder and light. Nothing can be compared to her smile. She has your smile. It melts my heart and time always stops for me to admire it just for a moment. She is brilliant Lex she soaks up everything which sometimes really sucks. I have never been good at holding my tongue as you know and I see she used “float” in her last letter knowing damn well what it means! I told her not to repeat it or any of the other horrible words that always seem to slip from my mouth. I feel like I am not doing a good enough job without you. I want only the best for her but I need you to help me. I am sorry this letter is all over I am a mess! I have never loved anyone like you. You are it Lex my forever love my soulmate. I miss my friends and family but can’t deny not having to worry about them and saving everyone has been so nice. You are the only thing that could make it better. Since we found the time jumping portal Madi asks everyday to try and find you. I don't want to get my hopes up but tomorrow we are trying again this time jumping to find you feels different. The portal has been acting really weird and I just think we are getting close. Maybe you are on the other side trying to find us. I wish I had said I love you then I tell Madi all the time I never plan to make that mistake again. Lexa you are so special so incredibly different than any person I had ever known. I have never been loved the way you love me. I look back and think how respectful and supportive you were and curse myself for not getting over myself fast for not falling into your arms when you first kissed me. I was ready, I was just scared. May we meet again my love. Lexa we may have never officially bonded or got married but you are mine and I am yours forever. Ai hod yu in Houmon.

Love Clarke

Clarke has an Idea and quickly puts all of Madi's letters together with hers she dates then writes a description of the place and time they are in and then flings them into the time portal.

A day after Lexa comes rushing out of the time jumping portal with the most brilliant of smiles on her face as she sees Clarke. They rush to each other and fill each others arms in the tightest embrace. Clarke pulls back only slightly to quickly lock lips with Lexa needing much more but knowing a young pair of blue eyes watches. Lexa's smile is like breathing the most wonderful fresh air. Clarke pulls back and grabs Madi by her hand pulling her to Lexa. Madi hides at Clarke's side for a moment the realness of the situation not hitting her yet. Lexa drops to her knees to match Madi's height "I read your letter Yongon. Madi I am so proud of you thank you for taking care of Clarke for me." Light flooded Madi's features as her smile took over her entire face. Before Lexa had time to admit to Clarke that Madi indeed had the most beautiful smile Madi was leaping into Lexa's arms "Nomon! You found us!" Lexa nodded "of course I did." Lexa stood once again when Madi let go "I love you too Clarke and you too Yongon".

I love writing about Clexa especially Happy Ending Clexa!

If anyone wants more of this I am kind of tempted to put it on Ao3 and start a full-on fix so let me know if anyone is interested!

Feel free to write your own Letter to Lexa it was really fun and therapeutic to do it from different perspectives. She lives on through us.

#clexaweek2020 #clexaweek2020 Day 3 #Day 3 Time Travel #time travel #Letters to Lexa #4 years without lexa #lexa lives on #in honor of lexa #Clexakru #lexawoods #clarkegriffin #madigriffin #the100 #clexa #soulmates #lovewins

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hedatombom-blog · 7 years

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#hodneslida (costia)#chilneslida (lexa)#trishila (lincoln)#wodaplana (luna)#sonchon (aden)#emo yongon (nightbloods)#azchinkova (roan)#tag drop

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trig-sleng · 4 years

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Family Member Titles in Trigedasleng - CANON

Trig. alphabetised:

Bro: noun – brother [br-uh] from ‘brother’ Fyucha: noun – baby; infant [f-you-cha] from ‘future’ Houmon: noun – spouse; husband; wife [h-oh-m-on] from ‘home-one’ Komfon: noun – grandparent [k-om-f-on] from ‘come-before-one’ Komfona: noun – grandpa; grandfather [k-om-f-on-ah] from ‘come-before-one’ Komfoni: noun – grandma; grandmother [k-om-f-on-ee] from ‘come-before-one’ Niron: noun – loved one; lover [n-ee-r-on] from ‘near-one’ Nomfa: noun – son [n-om-fah] from ‘number-four’ Nomfi: noun – daughter [n-om-f-ee] from ‘number-five’ Nomi: noun – mum; mummy [n-om-ee] from ‘number-one-i’ Nomon: noun – mother [n-om-on] from ‘number-one’ Noni: noun – dad; daddy [n-on-ee] from ‘number-two-i’ Nontu: noun – father [n-on-too] from ‘number-two’ Pichu: noun – pet [p-ee-ch-you] from ‘pikachu’ Sadrona: noun – significant other; romantic partner [sad-r-on-ah] from ‘side-runner’ Seingeda: noun – family [s-ay-n-geh-dah] from ‘same-gather’ Sis: noun – sis [s-is] from ‘sister’ Snogon: noun – loved one [snog-on] from ‘snog-one’ Strisis: noun – little sister [str-ee-s-is] from ‘streak-sister’ Yongon: noun – child, esp. one’s own [y-ong-on] from ‘young-one’

#trigedasleng #learn trigedasleng #canon #the100 #trig to engl #TrigtoEngl

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savagc · 5 years

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luna: kefa yu nou pul yu-de op. oso nou fish raun gon yongon. 11 other clans: oso sou du !!! me looking at luna; a beautiful and salty af intellectual: i see what you did there.

#natblida children are fished from their villages and countless others for battle #that's why she said it #☆ let me stay gentle | ooc ★

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oldthings-newlife-blog · 5 years

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My first time I was wearing slippers abroad. This is a beautiful church in Myanmar. . . . #myanmar #church #city #yongon #lovely #place #pleasure #cool #oneday #trip https://www.instagram.com/p/BqbTfxUlJIa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1btb7u0122pzj

#myanmar #church #city #yongon #lovely #place #pleasure #cool #oneday #trip

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jiaxusun · 6 years

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Lazy holiday. #shotoniphone #bagan #travel #holiday #myanmar #yongon #vacation (at Myanmar) https://www.instagram.com/p/BodNHFnhl0g/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=17qzk5cbbiwj2

#shotoniphone #bagan #travel #holiday #myanmar #yongon #vacation

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komtrkru · 5 years

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can’t sleep when you’re not home.

“ Hosh op, niron. I’m here. ” It is still strange to her that blood-soaked hands such as hers can touch a sacred thing without bringing ruin. They are hands that have brought death and war and pain to more souls than she can count ( though she felt the weight of each one ) but they are gentle and nurturing as they caress her yongon’s hair, easing her towards the peaceful realms of sleep. She is no stranger to sleepless nights herself, knows that peace is a concept some are not fated for. It’s what has her roaming their lands at night, avoiding the ghosts of the people she watched burn in praimfaya – people she should have burned with but, be it by some miracle or perhaps cosmic justice for her sins, did not. Instead she spends her nights mapping the forest, searching for the line where vibrant green meets the endless waste of desert, cataloguing every step until she knows the lands as well as she did those of Trigedakru.

Her heart aches at the thought of her decimated home, the charred earth that used to hold such vivid beauty and the ruins of the city she knew by heart from the days she’d run wild through the streets in her youth. Try as she may to help them find joy in this world, it is a freedom Madi will likely never know and one Clarke never tasted, bound forever now to the confines of their eden. They have lost too much. “ A warrior needs sleep, Madi. We need rest to stay strong. I have found a place we can hunt tomorrow, but only if you sleep. ”

@natbllda

#lexa loves her illicit lovechild sm i'm dying #natbllda #* when we owe nothing more / praimfaya verse.

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missluthorwillseeyounow · 5 years

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Childhood’s End (Supercorp/The 100 ficlet)

Excerpt from my Clexa / Supercorp / Adlock AU (HERE).

[AU where Lena is Lexa's Second and Kara is from the Ark. Takes place before Lexa and Clarke attack Mt. Weather. For reference, Lena is somewhere between 8 and 10 years old in this]

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Lexa stares at the mess of maps and battle plans before her and considers her options. There is a very real possibility that their plan could fail, and she herself could become a casualty of this war.

It doesn’t frighten her.

Lexa has faced death many times since she was tall enough to wield a sword. She is the Commander, and she knows death is not the end. Heda will live on.

Reassured by this, she summons Indra. The older warrior has never questioned Lexa’s decisions, not even her decision to bring her youngest Natblida to the front lines of war. Indra inclines her head respectfully at Lexa.

“Where is the child, Indra?”

“Outside, Heda. Playing.” the warrior adds with a disapproving sniff.

Lexa follows her outside the tent to the small clearing where some Skaikru children have gathered, weaving between the legs of the warriors - Trikru and Skaikru alike - all preparing for battle.

Most of the yongons are brandishing sticks in clumsy, unwieldy attempts to imitate the fighting style of Trikru gona, and Lexa knows that her young Lena has already begun teaching them the sword-fighting techniques she has learned from Lexa herself.

Lexa’s little Natblida is in the thick of their childish battle, perched on the back of her “noble steed” -- a Skaikru girl with blonde hair falling in golden curls around her dirty shoulders. The child’s open countenance reminds Lexa of another Skaikru girl with golden hair whose presence is enough to make the Commander’s pulse race in a way it hasn’t since Costia.

But now is not the time to think of such things. A burst of laughter pulls Lexa’s attention back to the children.

“Faster, Kara!” Lena urges in peals of high laughter that Lexa has never heard from the child, who is more prone to serious contemplation in her studies than horseplay. “Faster! Don’t let Alex catch us!”

Her new friend - Kara - complies between breathless giggles, blue eyes sparkling with mirth as she tightens her hold on the Natblida’s skinny legs, both girls dodging a third chasing after them with a stick. The rest of the children flock around them, squealing with laughter, and Lena - ever the clever strategist - directs them imperiously.

“Brainy, Winn! Look out! Don’t let her get you! James, grab her legs! Don’t let go!”

Beside Lexa, Indra stiffens, about to call out to her young warrior, but she stops when Lexa holds up a hand. “Give her a moment.”

“Heda?”

Lexa eyes Lena with the reserved affection she only displays for her young Natblidas. If there is a twinge of nostalgia and regret in her gaze, Indra knows better than to comment on it.

“Give her another moment to be a child.”

Both women watch as the third young girl - Alex - catches up to the other two, huffing and puffing as she attempts to snag Lena’s elbow. The Natblida is too quick for her, snatching her arm away quickly. Her sudden movement, however, throws her blond friend Kara off balance, and both girls end up in a giggling heap on the ground. The third trips over them, quickly followed by the rest of the yongons, and in the blink of an eye, there is an impressively messy, tangled pile of knobby knees, sharp elbows and dirty laughing faces on the forest floor.

Lexa lets them catch their breath, before calling out in a clear voice. “Natblida!”

Lena looks up from under the sticky pile of children to see her Commander standing at the edge of the clearing.

Instantly, Lena wriggles out from under the pile and jumps to her feet in front of Lexa, spine rigidly straight, arms clasped behind her back in an attitude of sharp attention. Other than her mussed braids and the heightened color of her cheeks, there is no other evidence of recent playful activity on her person.

Her new friends, all Skaikru, peer at the Natblida in confusion, surprised to see her expression switch so suddenly from laughing to deadly serious. None of them is brave enough to speak up in front of the Commander -- not when even the warriors around them stop their activity and snap to attention at Lexa’s presence as well.

The little blonde one who had been carrying Lena on her back seems to be on the verge of saying something, but seeing her playmate’s face so somber and severe makes her mouth snap shut.

Lexa addresses Lena as if she is an adult, not a child who has just been playing in the mud. This is imperative if she wants Lena to be afforded the respect she needs to uphold Polis.

“We attack Mt Weather in two day’s time. My presence is required in Tondc until then. In the meantime, Polis cannot be left undefended. You, Natblida, will take 50 Trikru gona and make the journey back to Polis. Safeguard the city until my return. If I should not return, you will be my successor until the Conclave can begin and my Spirit chooses the next Commander.”

Lena’s green eyes are wide, and Lexa can see not only surprise, but also the fear the child is trying very hard to hide. She softens her voice the slightest degree.

“This is no easy burden I am placing on your shoulders. You are my most exceptional Natblida, and I have the utmost faith in you. There is no one more worthy to lead our people.”

Lexa’s words make Lena stand taller, her chin tipping higher. There is still fear in her gaze, but Lexa sees the pride beginning to blend with it. It pains Lexa to have to place this burden on such young shoulders, but Lena is only a few years younger than Lexa herself when she became Heda.

Innocence does not last long in war.

Lexa holds out her hand and makes a cut on her palm. It stings lightly, but she catches the trail of black blood seeping from the wound with her thumb. Leaning forward, she smears a black line of her own blood down Lena’s forehead, in the presence of all her gona.

“Bear my mark and my dagger to victory.” Lexa unsheathes the dagger from her side and holds it out to Lena, who accepts it with wide-eyed reverence. Lexa turns to the rest of her gona. “Protect her as you would protect me. Aid her as you would aid me. Follow her as you would follow me.”

“Sha, Heda.” The warriors intone, heads bowed.

Lena’s eyes are earnest and determined as she clutches Lexa’s dagger to her chest. “I will not fail you, Heda.”

Lexa gives her a brief proud smile, which the child returns before sheathing the dagger and turning to the gona. Her childish voice is high and clear. “Gonakru, gon ai! Oso ban op gon Polis nau!”*

One of the gona produces a horse fit for an adult - a horse for a Commander, not a child - but Lena refuses to allow any of the gona to lift her onto it. Instead, she hoists herself up onto the saddle with as much dignity as she can. She still needs some help to reach the back of the tall beast, but she sits on top of it proudly, with her back straight and her head held high.

Lexa wonders if she looked that small when she first rode her horse as Heda.

The Skaikru children all scamper up to the horse’s heels, ducking around the gonakru’s legs as they muster around the Natblida. Lena bids them all a silent goodbye with a curt nod.

She is no longer their playmate, but the Commander’s Second.

The yongons are too scared of the menacing gonakru and the black blood on Lena’s forehead to say anything, and soon, only the little blond girl - Kara - is struggling to keep up with the gigantic horse and its tiny rider. As the cadre of gonakru reach the borders, the girl falls back, one hand raised in a sad wave.

“Bye, Lena.”

Lena doesn’t say goodbye. The Commander’s Second has no time for goodbyes with little girls. But just before the horse reaches the thicket of trees beyond the border, the Natblida turns back with a small, sad smile.

It lasts for half a second, then the child is gone, swallowed up by the trees.

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By SorrowsFlower

I JUST got this out of my head. Now I kinda want to explore the Supercorp more

*“Gonakru, gon ai! Oso ban op gon Polis nau!” = “Warriors, to me! We leave for Polis now!”

#supercorp #clexa #karlena #lexa kom trikru #lena luthor #kara danvers #kara zor el #the 100 #supergirl #fanfic #alex danvers #indra kom trikru

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the100trigedasleng · 5 years

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Yeson noun: yesterday

from: yesterday-one

Yo pronoun: (second person plural) you all, y'all

from: you-all

Yo noun: years old

from: year-old

Yong adjective: fresh

from: young

Yongon noun: child; esp. one’s own child

from: young-one

Yontsleya noun: hero

from: ?-slayer

You phrase: I swear, I avow

from: yo

Yu pronoun: (second person singular) you

from: you

Yuj adjective: strong

from: huge

Yujleda proper noun: Broadleaf

from: huge-leather

Yujledakru proper noun: people of Broadleaf

from: huge-leather-crew

Yujon noun: strong one

from: huge-one

Yumi pronoun: you and I, you and me

from: you-me

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closetcasefabray · 5 years

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ccf rereads loso /11

i honestly was looking forward to this all day. home, smoke, loso! LEZGO!

chapter 20: choose your battles wisely

But, truth be told? Lexa is here because here is where Clarke is. Even if they took the radio to Polis, she would be so distracted by responsibilities she might have no time to spend with Clarke. Here, in TonDC, Indra and Anya are well able to manage things. So Lexa can lie with Clarke, and touch her, and speak to her, and right now with her help attempt to beat Wells in this confusing strategy game.

it’s like a clexa staycation & i live for those (relatively) quiet moments between the two

Raven is standing on the other side of Anya fiddling with several pieces of metal, oblivious to Anya’s annoyance about her closeness.

[internal squealing]

“This game is most confusing,” she says innocuously, and watches as he falls for her assumed air of innocence.

“I know,” Wells assures her, moving his queen to take the pawn without looking closely, too focused on reassurance to double-check his play. “It took me years to -”

“Checkmate,” Lexa says serenely, moving her own queen.

lol wells. you fell for that like when your dad didn’t have a clue lexa was being extra af & faking a limp in disguise

She looks at Clarke, who is glowing with pleasure at watching Lexa interact with her friends.

same, clarke. same.

It is likely she will have to start from the very beginning, teaching Clarke stances and how to distribute her weight. / Lexa hopes this will require a lot of hands-on instruction.

same but damn lexa is def taking advantage of this second chance thing

The Skaikru are… not impressive, to Lexa, in the beginning at least.

i laugh then imagine myself trying & remember my body hurts regularly & jesus id be such a mess.

With some added muscle, Clarke will be formidable indeed, and Lexa glows with pride at her accomplished lover. It is a shame the presence of others means she cannot express this pride as she would like to, but later in the tent set aside for Lexa she will come up with a reason to ‘confer’ extensively with the Skaikru leader.

y’all are thirsty af & octavia is prob rolling her eyes out of her head & scoffing

There is Clarke, there, right there, in reaching distance – Clarke who knows her as no one else ever has, who knows all of her and understands all of her as even Costia could not. (Because Costia lived in the light, but her death brought darkness to Lexa, which makes her wonder if Costia could have loved this version of the Commander as much as she loved the first one). Clarke who sees this, who knows it, who has been wounded by Lexa’s duty before, but nevertheless looks at her with that impossible warmth in her Skai eyes. A Skai girl, fallen from the stars for her.

fuck. me. up.

Clarke’s gaze is overly warm. Perhaps Lexa’s staring had been a little too admiring. Lexa clears her throat and attempts to sound normal (judging by Anya’s snort, she does not entirely succeed), and says, “Of course, Clarke. Come this way?”

between anya, raven, & octavia, it’d be close but i think anya would win for best clexa roast

perhaps??? you probably never looked softer ya dumb nerd.

They are barely inside before Clarke presses against her and kisses her thoroughly. “Thank you for the training,” she says, moving so that her arms are around Lexa, so that they are entwined perfectly, so that they are one being.

[By] Titus's standards, Lexa is weak. She knows this. But she is blessed, and knows this even more.

i am blessed by this fic. i can feel lexa’s fucking happiness & joy in seeing clarke again & falling in love with her again over & over & it’s incredible.

(also all the clexa sex. they deserve 47294472925 orgasms.)

chapter 21: a failure to communicate

- finn’s a fuckboy & i dont actively hate him in this but generally roll my eyes at his mediocre existence at this point

- so i love how dramatic lincoln & o’s call out is. but outting clexa to wells wasn’t cool. at the same time, i get why O is being so reactionary. poor wells “lost” his bro for being a fuckboy AND his best friend he loves in like a few days.

“You know?” Clarke says harshly. “What do you know? You know I saved Lincoln’s life by caring for him when you threw a knife into him. You know I made deals with the Grounders to keep us alive. You know I helped Raven when she fell from the Ark. What you know, is that I have done nothing but good for our people. Have I saved everyone? No. Have I done my best with what I know? Yes. So you can either shof op, or go float yourself, Octavia.”

this is justified. good clarke. you’re doing great bb. i would’ve def gotten everyone killed by now.

chapter 22: weakness is my strength

Wells walks across the square. He pauses to stare at Lexa for a long moment, unhappiness etched into his face, then turns with a shake of his head to stalk away.

Lexa frowns, and barely avoids a blow to her head.

“Sloppy,” Anya says calmly, though she also has registered the Skai boy’s brief expression. Lexa can tell by her furrowed brow.

like wells. i love you. but wellarke was never gonna happen bro.

also awwwww lexa & anya care about those skai goufas.

“Well done,” Anya gasps, reaching a hand to her head and wincing. “We may make a warrior of you yet, yongon,” she says jokingly. Anya’s sense of humour has always been mocking quips, and Lexa is well accustomed to her deadpan delivery of these.

i want a scene of raven being like “omg you’d be such a great comedian!” & anya is just like “???” & omg raven would make a podcast & you know jasper & monty would have a comedy hour or some shit. & anya would never admit to enjoying comedy but raven def catches her laughing at one point & NEVER LETS HER FORGET IT

- wells’ approval of clexa is what i needed

She moves to lean against Lexa, resting her head on Lexa’s shoulder. Lexa smooths her hair back and kisses her head lightly, even this small affectionate touch making her heart speed up a little.

my heart eXPLODES

i want all the clexa tenderness bottled for me to consume on the daily

But then, her years as Commander have also taught her not to trust anyone. They have taught her to remove threats immediately, any threats. They have taught her love is weakness. All her instincts scream at her not to be here, not to have the warmth of Clarke at her side, not to allow the squeeze of emotion she feels whenever she sees Clarke.

[crying] sh-she just be-becomes so s-soft w-with c-clarke. s-so weak f-for her 😭

“And even if I had decided following that path was best, I do not think I could have waited for so many weeks to see you again.”

Clarke smiles, the worry in her face easing. “What happened to ‘it takes as long as it takes’?”

“Sometimes it takes too long,” Lexa says solemnly, though a smile betrays her. “Truly, Clarke, I did not feel as if I could breathe properly in this new world until I saw you again. And even then, even then it hurt to see you, for Finn was next to you and I did not know if I had lost you.”

“I’m the one who nearly lost you,” Clarke says fiercely, taking her hand so that their fingers are intertwined, clasped together in Clarke’s lap.

this entire conversation is stunning. it’s so earnest & honest & difficult & important. the showrunners would never even know where to begin writing something like this

“I’m glad you came for me so soon,” Clarke says softly, pulling away only an inch to say it. Lexa can feel Clarke’s breath against her. “Any longer would have been too long for me as well.”

“Ai hodnes, ai kwelnes,” Lexa whispers. “I could never stay away.”

“my love, my weakness”

#ccf rereads loso #fic: loso #fic: lightning only strikes once #clexa

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