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aikoiya · 10 months

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LoZ - Gerudo Nomenclature

I'm gonna put this here so that anyone who wants to help can comment or reblog what they think each name means.

If there are any other Gerudo names you know of, I'm all ears.

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Plot Relevant Gerudo:

Ganondorf = Warlock-Sorcerer. A Hyrulean transliteration of Gánōendōrfè; from Gánōen meaning "black magics" & Dōrfè meaning "sorcerer." - Both Gánōen & Gánōn are technically correct, however Gánōen is considered proper grammar & is thus more formal when it's used as a word rather than a name.

- Dragmire = Noble dragon general. A Hyrulean transliteration of Drāgamīr; from the words Drāga being an old Gerudan word meaning "dragon lord" or "noble dragon" & Mīr meaning "general." When put together, it translates to "draconian leader."

Kōme = In Japanese, this means "small plum." However, it's possible that her father was a Sheikah. If so, then this name wouldn't be Gerudo in origin.

Kotake = In Japanese, this means "little bamboo." However, it's possible that her father was a Sheikah. If so, then this name wouldn't be Gerudo in origin.

Nàbooru =

Ūrbōsa = Someone made the suggestion that Ūrbōs could mean "lightning."

Màkeela = Gracious.

Rïjú = Possibly meaning "seal friend;" from Rï meaning "friend or companion" & Jú meaning "seal."

Bulïàra (Rïjú's personal guard) =

BotW

At Large:

Pauda =

Bedi =

Anté (guard) =

Flavï =

Malena =

Balora =

Calïsa =

Desert:

Ampu =

Aroha =

Augissa (guard) =

Bàretta =

Bylla =

Ektis =

Esta =

Flegra =

Freya =

Kalàna (little Vai) =

Kàttōru (guard) =

Laina (guard) =

Konora =

Lànja (guard) =

Liné (guard) =

Màku =

Màtori (guard) =

Màrïna (guard) =

Mauva (elder) =

Neru (elder) =

Ōla =

Padoru (guard) =

Pinja (guard) =

Rinora (elder) =

Saiga =

Semidi =

Sumati =

Talïa (little Vai) =

Tekla (guard) =

Velora =

Sudra (guard) =

Emrï (elder) =

Kahu =

Piloru =

Ribia (guard) =

Lukàn =

Dālïa (little Vai that grows Wildberries) =

Totk

Gerudo At Large:

Karsh (Bedrock Bistro frequenter) =

Ramella (Goron City gem buyer) =

Payu (racer) =

Shabbone (elder race trainer) =

Rïsa (most martial minded of the Outskirt Stable Trio, enthusiastic about finding a Voe taller than her) =

Pasha (one of the Outskirt Stable Trio, doesn't think the voe she's met measure up) =

Dïna (one of the Outskirt Stable Trio, heard of the hero) = Passionate dance.

Kyra (at Dueling Peaks Stable, talks about twins & love triangles) =

Desert Gerudo:

Kohm (sand seal seller) =

Kàra Kàra Gerudo:

Faundï (Kàra entrance guard) =

Ripp (patroling Kàra guard) =

Boraa (young spearwoman) =

Maike (Kàra grilled meat vender) =

Saula (Kàra clothes vender) =

Kachoo (Kàra archery store owner) =

Shaillu (Kàra inn owner) =

Gerudo Town:

Dorrah (Gerudo Town east gate guard) =

Lorn (fruit vender) =

Dālïa (teen Vai & Lorn's daughter; owns the circle orb) =

Īsha (jeweler) =

Cara (jeweler) =

Romah (masseuse) =

Olu (masseuse apprentice) =

Danda (elder arrow vendee) =

Kalàni (teen Vai & Danda's granddaughter) =

Makure (little Vai & Kalani's sister) =

Pritàna (Voe & You studant) =

Spera (food vender) =

Àrdin (mushroom vender) =

Rima (elder) =

Frelly (sand seal vender) =

Pokki (archeologist?) =

Fegran (napping lady) =

Greta (Secret Club owner) =

Perda (wife of Wabbin & mother of Aaqlet, you matchmade them in BotW) =

Furosa (elder canteen owner) =

Pyra =

Sumàtï =

Deltan (Voe & You studant) =

Yaidō = Spearwoman.

Rōtàna (archeologist lady) =

Essa (sand seal sweeper) =

Bàbï (spearwoman) =

Smaudè (spearwoman) =

Leena =

Lïàna =

Kōtta =

Bàrta (cannon fanatic) =

Màrta (spear examining spearwoman) =

Teakè (guard trainer) =

Aaqlet (little Vai & Mattison's friend) = Daylight possibly; from Aaq meaning "day or morning" & Let possibly meaning "light."

Calybàn (callous romantic) =

Kàtta (Wabbin's guard) =

Ashai (Voe & You teacher) =

Nàli (Voe & You studant) =

Ploka (palace guard) =

Reeza (palace guard) =

Pàdda (Patricia's caretaker) =

Pearlé (teen Vai seal watcher & future scholar) =

Gerudo Names I Made Up:

Female:

Geladïna = The full name of the Gerudo Goddess of the Sand. Means "one who dances passionately upon the sand."

Sāqmàla = Name of the Gerudo Goddess of Life, Vivifatility, & Sex, & mother of Geladïna & Amàhrta. Translates to "one who lives without regrets."

Amàhrta = Name of the Gerudo Goddess of the Moon, Mirrors, Dreams, Prophecy, & Visions. Means "virtuous moon."

Kàvtrïna = Name of the Gerudo Goddess of Love, Passion, & Marriage. A sort of carry over from Hyrule as she was originally a Hyrulean goddess. Loosely translates to "bond of passion."

Tïsàla = Joyous.

Nīra = Amrit or nectar or pure water or liquor.

Sàvàrï = Circle of goodness. The name I've given to the ancient Sage of Lightning from TotK.

Male:

Jawàrik = The name of the Gerudo god of war, conquest, & strife. Ex-husband to the Goddess of the Sand. A name meaning "a strong, powerful warrior."

Gàlondo = Gerudo god of war, power, conquest, fire, lightning, pride, destruction, bloodlust, & the burning desert sun. The only begotten son of Geladïna & Jawàrik. Means "one prepared to battle in the sands."

Amïn = Safe. Translates to reliable, secure, faithful, loyal, straightforward, & honest.

Asïm = Protector; also an old name from before the all-female curse.

Jubàr = One who mends.

Hànrysé = Clever or proficient. The name of a prominent figure in the Gerudo myth called "King Hànrysé's Folly." In which, he was a Gerudo king from before the Division War that ended in the female-only curse. Due to his portrayal in the story, the name has now become associated with foolishness or arrogance.

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I'm sure that there are some names here that aren't of Gerudo origin such as Rhondson & Mattison likely are.

LoZ Cultural Masterlist

#loz #gerudo #gerudo culture #gerudo names #nomenclature #legend of zelda #naming conventions

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ao3feed-bnha-girls · 21 days

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Momo #♠#Momo Yaoyorozu #Samuel Stark #Shouto Todoroki #📚#R:G #A:Jamscones64 #Fluff

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ao3feed-todoroki · 21 days

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Shouto #♠#Shouto Todoroki #Samuel Stark #Momo Yaoyorozu #❄️🔥#R:G #A:Jamscones64 #Fluff

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translationandbetrayals · 1 year

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There are always similitudes and differences in media from a specific show, below you could find how subtle changes can affect the audience perception, without ruing the charismatic aspects of the media.

Tamako Market is the 1st anime-only production by KyoAni (not adapted from any other media), directed by Naoko Yamada and the team of K-On!. To date, there's only a 12 chapters anime, Tamako Market (2013) and an 83 minutes movie called Tamako Love Story (2014).

It tells the story of a girl named Kitashirakawa Tamako and her friends. The story is set around the Usagiyama Shopping District in Kyoto, where Tamako lives with her family in a mochi store called Tama-ya, founded by her great-great father.

Tamako, the main character is a bubbly, energetic and joyful 16 years old girl that LOVES mochi and life around the shopping district. She has a younger sister called Anko (like the mochi filling) that is kinda the opposite of her elder sister, she doesn´t like to be related to mochi neither like much the district community. Their front-door neighbours are the Ooji family, like the Kitashirakawa family they also have a mochi store, called RiceCake-Oh! Zee is not as traditional as Tama-ya. The son of the family called Ooji Mochizou is a dear friend of Tamako, they know since they were born, and talk sometimes via cup-phone. There are also Tamako's school friends, like Tokiwa Midori, Makino Kanna and Asagiri Shiori. The first two girls attend with Tamako at the baton club at school, and the last girl is Tamako and Kanna´s classmate. Another interesting character is Dera Mochimazzi, a talking bird that Tamako found in the flower shop of the district.

The story is made in chronological order, being the anime the first part of the story and the movie the second and final part of this word. Both stories are, as previously said, about Tamako´s life and the relationships between her family and friends. The two media present a world view where collectivism is fairly visible and remarkable in the daily life of the characters that live in the district. For example, every day the shop owner welcomes the children of the district with several gifts when they arrived from school, taking care of them in a family-like manner. Another way that collectivism is portrayed is that they do meetings to craft ideas to help each other and thrive in the Usagiyama Shopping District, a example of that is chapter 6, "I felt chills down my spine too" (俺の背筋も凍ったぜ Ore no Sesuji mo Kōtta ze), when Tamako notice that not many people went to the district because it was too hot, and decide to do a “haunted house”.

There are also some differences between the anime and the movie that makes a difference in the perception of the media. Tamako Market has fantasy elements like Dera, the flamboyant talking bird, that the movie does not incorporate (it's never denied, but it's almost irrelevant to the story). Also in the anime, the problems are much non-existence, or not in a way like an antagonist force, Tamako prefers to be non-confrontational because the problems do not affect her at all, unlike in the movie. In the movie, Tamako has to deal with her changing environment, and problems like her future, career and relationships, which worry her to the point where she does not behave like herself because the movie is focused on how life changes when you are in the last years of your school life. In the movie, there's even more depth to certain characters like Mochizou and brief mentions of Dera or Choi (Dera´s boss). Another thing that can be distinguished is the use of colour both media are very colourful but the pallet used in Tamako Market is more consistent, while in the movie there's more experimentation with hues and tones. With that display, both media deal with a difference in the approach to life, whereas the anime is very optimistic, colourful and funny the movie is more gloomy, profound and tense than the anime.

To put it all together, the changes in the two of the media are very slight but they impact in a way that doesn't affect the core of the world of Tamako Market, the changes feel organic because it´s like quite relatable events that occur at that age. The motive of the character evolves as they grew older and experience new things. Because maybe the magic of the mid-teens being kinda lost when you are in your last year of high school and you are also kinda scared that everything you ever know will probably change and that the world is not as you used to fully believe.

To prefer one media over the other would be to disown a part of my teen years, so I recommend you watch the anime and the movie, they are perfect if you are feeling down because I'm pretty sure they will brighten up your day, and it also refreshing to watch something so optimistic for once in this world that has focused on bad news and chaos. Francisca Scopesi ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

#Anime #submission

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lavenderevezzz · 5 years

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HEY! HEY! I'm back with a Demon Slayer Oc! I've recently gotten into this anime/manga and it's seriously good, especially with the amazing art style! I made her for funsies and I really like how she turned out! It was also really fun to come up with names and moves for the “Breath of Snow” style that she uses!

(P.S. The only thing I don't own are the background images, which I found on google! And apologies in advance for the long Bio, lol~^~^:)

Fuyukawa Miyuki

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Age: 16

Birthday: 9/25 (Virgo)

Height: 170cm (5’6”)

Weight: 57kg (125lbs)

Hair (color and style): Miyuki has short, black curly hair with bangs that curl towards her face and covers her forehead.

Eyes (color and style): Miyuki has grey colored eyes.

Body (build, skin, distinguishing features, ect.): Miyuki is a somewhat tall young girl with olive toned skin and beauty marks on her face. She noted for having a somewhat intimidating disposition and sharp eyes.

Clothes: Miyuki wears a white haori jacket with a blue diamond and tan border trim, the black jacket and black shorts of her Demon Hunter uniform, black tights, tan leg warmers, and black finger-less gloves.

Personality: At first glance, Miyuki seems to be a stern and no-nonsense type of girl. Her perpetual scowl and glaring often give off the impression of her being angry or annoyed, which deters a lot of people from talking to her. She also always appears to be cool and composed

In reality, however, Miyuki is actually very shy and sweet. The reason for her constant scowling and stiff nature is due to her nervousness and crippling social anxiety when talking to others. She wishes to get to know others better and make friends so she becomes sad when people, specifically kids and animals, run away from her because they find her scary. She can be embarrassed easily and sometimes goes into self-deprecating monologues when she’s feeling especially down.

Despite all this though, Miyuki is very hardworking and respectful, always making sure to not bring shame to her master, who trained her in the Snow Breath. Because of this, she will always try her best to complete her missions and will not be deterred easily.

History: Born in the snowy mountain region of Hokkaido, Miyuki spent her early years of life by herself with no real memories of her mother, father, or any possible family. She spent her younger years hunting small animals and selling their pelts at a nearby market for money.

One day, Miyuki was attacked by a giant brown bear after she accidentally got too close to its den. Luckily, she was saved from being killed by a lone Ainu woman who went by the name of Shirokani. Grateful and awed by her strength, Miyuki would ask to repay her debt to Shirokani, to which the woman accepted after some hesitancy.

Miyuki would then spend the next few years helping Shirokani with chores, hunting, and other things around the cabin that they shared. She would also eventually learn more about Shirokani’s past and how her entire Kotan, including her husband and children, were slaughter by demons. After the tragic accident, Shirokani joined the Demon Slayer Corps and spent a good majority of her life hunting and killing demons.

Miyuki, inspired by Shirokani, asked to be trained by her in order to hunt demons as well. Shirokani agreed and trained Miyuki in the Breath of Snow style.

Natural Abilities:

-Synesthesia: Ever since she was a child, Miyuki has always been able to sense the colors of sounds, smells, and emotions. She used her synesthesia to get by on her day to day life, avoiding those with “bad” or “scary” colors and interacting with those with “good” and “kind” colors. Miyuki notes that each person and living thing has a unique color which fits their personalities. She also notes that demons usually have a black, virulent color. Her synesthesia has some setbacks though, such as how being in crowded or loud places can give her a headache because the combined colors can become too intense for her.

-Analytical Ability: Miyuki is very analytical and quick on her feet, which proves to be advantageous for her when fighting against her enemies. She has a bit of a one-track mind though, which can make it hard for her to deal with multiple demons at once because she can become too focused on one demon at a time.

Swordsmanship:

Breath Style: Breath of Snow (Yuki no kokyū)

-First Style: Sastrugi (Ichi no kata: Sasutoragi)

Miyuki lets out a series of quick, yet irregular slashes that are low to the ground.

-Second Style: Snow Angel (Ni no kata: Yuki no tenshi)

Miyuki swings her sword upwards then downwards in a quick succession.

-Third Style: The Bite of Frost (San no kata: Tōshō)

Miyuki gets close to her enemies and let lose a series of quick stabs.

-Fourth Style: Snowball (Shi no kata: Yukidaruma)

Miyuki spins her body, along with her sword, around to send out a series of circular slices while in the air.

-Fifth Style: Delicate snowflake melting away (Go no kata: Sensaina seppen no yūkai)

A series of slices that beheads her enemies in a painless manner.

-Sixth Style: Diamond Dust (Roku no kata: Daiyamondo dasuto)

While up in the air, Miyuki can send down a series of small, yet quick and relentless slashes towards her enemy.

-Seventh Style: Waltz of the Snowflakes (Shichi no kata: Yuki no warutsu)

Miyuki moves her body in a dance like, coordinated manner while dodging her enemies and using one, continuous slice. Works well when in large groups but is rather slow.

-Eighth Style: Gale of the Blizzard (Hachi no kata: Fubuki no kyōfū)

Miyuki quickly runs in a straight line while sending out a series of arched slashes.

-Ninth Style: Ninth Circle Frozen Lake (Ku no kata: Dai kyū-en kōtta mizūmi)

Miyuki moves her sword, starting from the ground, in an upward motion. While it make look like she only let out one slice, she actually sent out four, giving the appearance that her one slice has separated.

-Tenth Style: Yuki Onna’s Frozen Heart (Ju no kata: Yuki onna no Kōtta kokoro)

Miyuki sends out six quick and devastating crossed and diagonal slices that mimics the vague shape of a snowflake, starting from the center of her enemy’s chest. It then ends with her decapitating her enemy.

Other:

-Her favorite color is light blue.

-Her favorite food is Ishikari Nabe and her favorite drink is milk.

-She likes cute things.

-She hates bugs with a fiery passion.

-She likes to read in her spare time.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer oc #kimetsu no yaiba oc #kny oc #original character #OC #demon slayer fanart #kimetsu no yaiba fanart

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tea-and-cardigans · 4 years

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‘Its Too Cold’ - Harry x Macy - Hacy

Day Twenty One for @fluffcember2019 - Its Too Cold

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Macy pulled her coat tighter around her body. This weather was officially out of control. They had moved to Seattle for crying out loud, she should at least be able to feel her feet. She sighed as she neared the seemingly vacant construction site, which contained their heavily cloaked home.

She took a quick look around before sneaking past the gate. It had been at Mel’s insistence that they construct some kind of physical barrier, to stop anyone who decided to get a little too close. Macy winced as the gate screeched back into place, as she secured the lock behind her.

It had been awkward the first couple of times stepping into something that wasn’t for all intents and purposes there. But as soon as her foot came into contact with the front step, she could see the house materialise in front of her.

Another trick of Harry’s that the house was connected to them. It was only their touch that could uncloak the building and only for their eyes. She sighed as she opened the front door, going to remove her coat before she noted that the inside of the house was not much warmer than outside. In fact it was freezing cold.

She muttered under her breath about the others letting the fire go out before she rounded the corner to see that the fire was actually burning bright. Illuminating the front room with its warm glow. She stepped closer to the fire, her hand reaching out to feel the radiant heat, but instead there was nothing but the biting cold around her.

She could feel the sense of panic rising up in her.

She was cold, freezing, fighting the urge to allow her teeth to chatter, her bones beginning to ache with the cold.

“Harry!”, she manages before she falls to the floor, her body curling up in on itself in an attempt to ward away the cold.

She feels his hand on her shoulder, but when he says her name it feels so far away, off in the distance and she is straining to be able to hear him as her vision begins to blur.

She feels the ground fall from beneath her and a spinning sensation overcomes her as a bright light hits her eyes and she guesses that they have orbed. She opens her eyes again and she can make out the familiar shapes of her bedroom, and the softness of the bed underneath her.

“Macy?”

She hears him again. Her head trying to move in the direction of his voice, but it feels so heavy and unco-operative that the best she can manage is a grunt.

His hand moves to her cheek, before being snapped away, “You’re freezing.”

She loses track of him, before she feels a heaviness on her body, a gentle weight that brings some comfort to her. Blankets. From the weight, it must be nearly everyone that she keeps in the trunk at the bottom of her bed.

“Macy, what happened?” His hand cups her cheek again and she yearns to feel the warmth of his skin against her own, but it has disappeared, replaced by a cold and stark feeling.

“I - I don’t know,” she admits. It had been a normal day, watching the command centre, no red lights, which she had been thankful for since she had been on her own. Harry visiting Helen at the hospital, following an altercation that she had had with one of the nurses, which warranted further investigation and Maggie and Mel now having their own work commitments.

Which had left her holding the fort, until Mel had finally come to relieve her, with a promise to text her if anything happened, Macy still acutely aware that she was still the only one with offensive power, courtesy of her demon side, while Maggie was still mastering hers. It was yet to be seen whether it could be used in a fight or was purely a defensive power that could be used to steer them in the right direction.

She had followed her usual route back home, eager to get some rest now that her almost nightly visits from Jimmy had ceased, when she stopped by a new coffee shop. She had earnt a treat and ordered herself a latte and a shortbread square to go with it.

It had been as she was leaving, admittedly too wrapped up in the coffee in her hand and removing the cookie from its bag, when she had collided with another woman, the stranger’s drink covering her chest, while Macy continued to apologise, offering to replace the drink.

But the woman simply muttered something under her breath, that Macy didn’t quite hear, before moving forcefully past her.

“I bumped into someone earlier today, it was an accident, but she seemed angry, I think she called me something,” Macy tried to remember the snippet she had heard, “Kōtta kok, kotta kokoro. I think.”

“A Yuki-Onna,” Harry sighed, before he orbed away, a moment of panic soaring in Macy, until he came back shortly after, carrying a book and a glass bottle in his hand. “A powerful one. She’s put a curse on you.”

“What? I didn’t mean to bump into her, it was an accident, I-” Macy stopped again as she felt a shiver pass through her body, noticing that the breath that left her lips was now visible.

“There’s only one way to break it,” Harry says, opening the book in front of him his finger moving over the words before he looks back to Macy. The bed dipping under his weight as he sits next to her and Macy reaches out for his hand. Clasping it in her own as fear starts to seize her, a numbness spreading through her body.

“Watashi wa anata ni kore o watashi no mottomo fukai yokubō no shōchō, naibu de moyasu koto o ataemasu.” Harry incants, before he presses the open glass bottle to his lips, drinking the liquid.

He bends down, his lips brushing against her own, in a kiss that is hesitant and tender. Her eyes widen as he kisses her again, his hand moving to cup her cheek as he leans in closer lips moving against her own.

And she can feel it.

Her lips move in response as she begins to be able to feel the warmth of his lips against her own, his breath, hot against her lips, his hand warm against her cheek. And when his tongue moves across the seam of her lips, asking for permission, it almost burns and she is pulling at his collar in her desperate need for more of his warmth, all too soon feeling too warm under the mass of blankets, as he pulls back to meet her eyes.

“Better?”, he asks, as his fingers trace across the side of her face, and she turns her head towards them, before giving a nod. She thinks of the fairy tales she would read as a child, about the princess, the prince and an act of true love.

“Was that, and this is going to sound ridiculous true love’s kiss?”

“Not exactly,” he replies with a smile, as he gets off the bed allowing her to kick off the blankets that are no longer required. “The curse is susceptible to desires, both of the cursed and anyone connected to them.” He looks away, and Macy brings her hand up to his cheek, turning him back to face her. “I hoped that perhaps you might feel the same way.”

Macy pressed her lips against his, pulling back to see the smile on his face, as his hands moved to settle on her hips.

“I do, and I am feeling much,” her hands moved from his hips to his back, “Much,” fingers tracing over the planes of his shoulders before looping around his neck, “better now.”

And all of a sudden the room is much, much too warm.

#hacy #harry x macy #fanfiction #fluff #fluffcember2019 #harry greenwood #macy vaughn #25 days of Christmas

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