#grigs

[sylviethewizard]

I pray youre not annoyed with me , and i know even if you are, thats ok with you. So cool man

[swedishgoaliemafia]

Luke Adam was traded to the Columbus Blue Jackets. Apparently I have a lot of feelings about that.

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It happened while the team was in Winnipeg. Most of them heard about it on the internet before anybody thought to tell the team.

Drew got the call almost right after he read the news, freshly waking up from his pre-game nap, unwrapping himself from the pile of rookies that had formed around him while he slept (and oh, it had been a while since he'd had all four of his European cubs together at once; he'd nearly forgotten how clingy they got together) and chugging a water bottle while reading the articles his phone had alerted him to with growing dread when it began vibrating.

He guessed who it was before the screen switched to show him who was calling, and for once, he was hesitant to take the call. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say.

There had been plenty of roster moves and reassignments for the pack since Drew was unceremoniously chosen as the de facto alpha, but it was the first time one of his cubs had been traded.

For some reason it had never occurred to him that his oldest pup, the one that nobody talked about, the one who was supposed to be safely ensconced in Rochester, would be the first one to go.

And he didn't want Luke to go. Drew didn't want any of his pups to go, felt viscerally sick at the very idea, but something about the idea of losing Luke made him want to violently protest, to refuse the idea and track down Murray and demand that he reverse this, that he fix it, because Luke – Luke was Ryan and Jason's cub. He was their cub, their bright, smiley, cuddly and unrepentantly needy cub that they had left for Drew to take care of. He wasn't Drew's to lose. And so he couldn't be traded, couldn't leave, not while he'd spent the season in Rochester, had barely been able to spend time with the real pack except for stolen puppy piles when the two teams' schedules happened to coincide in off days, not when he'd been working so hard to get a call-up so he could finally have a shot at sticking with the team, and not when he was one of the final remnants of a team that had felt like a team and a pack that had felt like a pack.

Losing Luke was losing another of the fast-disappearing pieces of the pack that had felt like home, and something in Drew felt like maybe if he didn't answer the phone, it wouldn't be true.

His phone continued vibrating, probably getting ready to shift to voicemail, when Drew finally clenched his eyes shut, swiped his thumb over the answer button and brought the phone to his ear.

"Hello?"

The line was silent for a moment, long enough that Drew would have thought the call was dead if he couldn't hear the faint sound of shaky, watery breathing on the other end.

"Drew?"

"Yeah Lukey?"

It took everything he had to swallow the lump rising in his throat and try to sound calm for the pup. His pup. It was one last courtesy that he could provide.

The sound that came next was closer to a sob than a laugh, a bursting exhalation littered with so much pain.

"I got traded, Drew."

"I saw, Lukey."

He knew he should say more. Tell Luke how it would be okay, how it was a good opportunity, how Columbus would take care of him.

How Drew wouldn't forget about him as alphas were so wont to do when a cub was deemed no longer theirs.

"Oh."

Luke sounded like he wasn't quite sure how to answer that, like the wind was taken out of his sails when his news was no longer in fact news.

"Are you...I guess I just, I wanted to, um, say goodbye, I guess, I mean, because-"

He stopped talking, words frozen like he couldn't force them off of his tongue before there was another bitten back sob, harsh and loud to Drew in the quiet of the sleeping room around him.

"Drew," Luke whispered, words wrapped in a moan that felt like being punched with a fist of jagged nails. "Drew, I don't want to go."

And this was the perfect metaphor for the kind of alpha that Drew was, inept and trapped thousands of miles away in another country while the cub he hadn't paid nearly enough attention to shuddered and sobbed alone after being told to leave the life he'd grown so used to over the years, to leave the pack he'd called his own even after only ever being able to join it in fleeting bursts. Luke was hurting worse than he likely ever had before and Drew couldn't do a damn thing to comfort him.

He bit his lip and looked away, like that could hide him from the tears in Luke's voice.

"I'm so sorry, buddy. I – I didn't know they would do this, I didn't think – God, I'm so sorry."

He kept his voice hushed, partially to keep from waking the cubs on his bed and partially for his own sake, because if he spoke louder his voice might crack and he might just start crying himself.

"I just want to be with the pack," Luke continued, making sure that the ache set in deeply in Drew's heart in the process. "I just – I wanted to be a Sabre and, and fix the team with you guys, and stay with the pack and stay in Buffalo and everything would be good and, and I don't want to go."

And this is where Jason would have stepped in and defused the situation, combining the comfort of steady authority with tender words and understanding. This is where Ryan would have made sure Luke knew he was loved, and that he would continue to be loved even in another organization, and that his new team, his new pack, would love him just as much.

And this is where Drew stood silent, hand against his mouth as if to hold back words that were too loud, too inept, too broken and wrong, hunched over his phone in a blank hotel room with a pile of cubs sleeping softly less than ten feet away while his oldest pup, no longer his, sobbed brokenly down from another country and waited for answers that Drew wasn't sure how to provide.

"We don't want you to go either, buddy," Drew finally said, unsure if his words would do more harm than good, especially when they elicited a high-pitched whine from Luke. "But things will be okay!" he continued quickly, like if he talked fast enough he could maybe say something useful. "I've heard really good things about Columbus's pack, Lukey, great things. They say – the rumors are that they're the best, okay? That Bobrovsky is the best alpha, that his pack is happy and healthy and that he cares about his guys in the AHL too. You know what Marcus has heard from Nick about the pack, they're – they're really good, they'll be good to you. They'll take care of you."

It felt like maybe somewhere in his rambling he'd said something helpful, something with meaning and feeling and substance, until Luke's watery voice whispered, croaking, miserable and confused, "But you're the best alpha."

Normally that sort of comment would have made Drew wince in ill-concealed shame at its untruthfulness, at how it so innocently pointed out to him his glaring faults. Now it slammed into his heart with the subtlety of a steam engine on icy tracks, breathtaking in the sudden and sharp bruising, in the ways it reminded Drew of how much trust his pack placed in him and how atrociously he let them down.

"I'm not," he choked, shaking his head futilely. The words clawed at his throat, desperate to make themselves known so that Luke would understand this one important thing, that Drew was not the best alpha or even a good alpha, and that Luke had had better alphas and was leaving now to go to one of the best. "I'm – Ryan and Jason were so much better, you know that, and Bobrovsky – you've seen what he's like with Nick, and Marcus says Nick can never stop talking about how good he is, kind and fair and stable and, and he loves hugging his pack, Lukey, you're gonna love it, Nick says he's so good with his cubs and he takes care of everyone. He's going to be such a good alpha for you, he's done this before, he can give you so much more than I can."

As per usual this (truthful) answer was the expressly wrong thing to say, because if anything it actually increased Luke's crying. "He's not, you're my alpha, I don't want – I don't want a new alpha, don't make me get a new alpha, I want to stay with you, please-"

Drew never professed to be a strong wolf. If asked, he would say that he was not at all a good candidate for alpha because he lacked the sort of inner strength one needed to call themselves a good leader, the sense of calm during disaster that made people want to follow him. Drew was the sort of person you followed because they were the oldest and had the presumed air of therefore knowing the most, having the most experience and being the least awful choice of the bunch. Nobody would choose him for his calm and poise.

That was why, when it finally got to be too much, hearing his cub, the cub he'd helped raise for so long, the one he'd never thought it was possible to lose, desperately begging to be allowed to stay, he'd be so good, he promised, and knowing that there was literally absolutely nothing he could do about it – well, it wasn't in Drew's nature to be stoic, so it wasn't too surprising that he started crying himself.

"I'm so sorry, Luke," he whispered, "I'm so goddamn fucking sorry."

And then they both cried, out of words but full of tears to express their grievances, their pain, their shared heartbreak. Luke did what any cub would do and turned to his alpha (or the closest thing to it) for comfort, for guidance – to fix things and make them right. And this was a situation that no alpha could fix, and Drew – Drew couldn't even comfort Luke the right way.

He didn't know how long it was that he stood there, forehead against a wall, eyes clenched shut tight as tears continued slipping freely through, listening to the shuddering whimpers of a pup desperately begging for something that Drew couldn't give. He jolted when he felt movement at his back, heard first a soft, surprised whine and then felt warm arms move around his waist, a face nuzzling against the thin cotton covering his back.

His initial reaction would have been that this was Nikita, arguably the handsiest of the cubs present, but the height was wrong. The scent gave him away.

"Go back to sleep, Misha," Drew whispered, holding the phone away from his ear and patting the hands clasped around his middle. This was probably the right time for the team to be waking up, actually, but Drew didn't want to deal with even more distraught cubs right now, and that's what would be happening once they found out about the trade.

"You're crying," Mikhail argued, his voice nearly offended – at the concept of Drew crying or the idea that Drew would tell him to leave when he was upset, he didn't know.

"I'll be fine. You should-"

"Should stay here and make sure my alpha is okay."

Drew didn't have to be able to see his face to know that his expression was hard; his voice brokered no argument.

Luke's sniffling had paused over the phone, probably hearing the voices on the other end. "Drew?" he asked. "Is that Grigs?"

"Yeah," Drew sighed, even as he felt Mikhail peeking over his shoulder to peer with interest at the phone.

"What happen?" Mikhail whispered.

That wasn't news that Drew particularly cared to impart, but seeing as he was the only option, he chewed his lip for a moment before saying softly, "Luke was traded to Columbus."

And because Grigo had seen fit to wrap himself around Drew's back, Drew could feel the exact moment that he tensed up, that he held his breath, that his eyes must have gone wide. And because Drew knew his pups, he knew what was going through Mikhail's head: that he had received a callup, his first of the year, the same callup that Luke had been waiting for, and instead Luke, who had been a part of the organization for years, who had been waiting for the callup that would be the time he could prove himself, the time he could stay up – Luke, who was part of the old pack, who had more of a place as a pack member than so many of those who were there now, who had had better alphas and a stronger, happier pack, who had been through so much loss with them already – while Mikhail got the callup he'd been waiting for, Luke got the trade that fulfilled his worst nightmares: he'd waited and waited and done his best, and the team he'd wanted to please rewarded him with a trade, and the pack he'd worried so much about becoming irrelevant to was no longer his pack at all.

And because Drew knew Mikhail, he knew that he would be repeating all of those thoughts in his head over and over, torn between joy for himself and seething guilt and self-loathing for taking that opportunity from Luke, even if in their GM's eyes that had never been Luke's opportunity to begin with.

And he was set to intervene this time, to help at least the pup he could hold, the one he could physically comfort if not with clever and soothing words, when Mikhail held out his hand and said in a firm voice, "Give me phone."

Drew shifted the phone away reflexively.

"What? No. Misha, he's upset, this probably isn't the best time-"

"Now is perfect time," Mikhail countered, sliding around to Drew's front so he could experience the full-on matter-of-fact expression that the pup was sporting. Drew's face must have expressed his disbelief and hesitation, because Mikhail's own face softened and he held out his hand again imploringly, saying, "Luker and Mark and me, we talk a lot this year about being pack and being Sabres but feeling...left out, and what pack means, and what alphas mean and how we feel about changes...think I know what to say."

His eyes never wavered from Drew's face, wanting Drew to feel the truth in his words. And in reality, it wasn't like he had any better ideas himself.

"Okay," he sighed, "Just...let me know if you need help."

He turned back to the phone, saying, "Luke, Grigs wants to talk to you, okay?" He waited for an affirmation before passing the phone off. Mikhail beamed at him, squeezed his forearm and then disappeared into the bathroom speaking quietly into the phone, which was not something Drew had expected as the door closed and the fan flipped on and he suddenly found himself alone with tears still drying on his cheeks as some more groggy cubs began shifting around on the bed behind him.

For lack of anything better to do he wiped at his eyes and went back to the bed, sitting on the edge and looking down at his cubs. The movement made Rasmus blink up at him blearily before smiling and throwing an arm around his waist, moving closer to nuzzle his nose against Drew's hip. Drew sighed and ran his fingers through Rasmus's soft blond hair.

"Is everything okay?"

The sudden voice made Drew jump, if only because it wasn't coming from the blond at his hip. Zemgus, instead, was peering over Nikita's shoulder, still ensconced firmly in a hug. Drew sighed again and ran his spare hand through his own hair.

"Not really. I guess..." He sighed again. "Luke's been traded to Columbus."

He could tell that Rasmus was paying attention by the way his fingers suddenly clenched against Drew's side, his face pressing tighter against his hip. Zemgus, for his part, looked stunned.

"Is he..." He trailed off, never finishing the question. Drew didn't know what it was, but Zemgus likely didn't know either.

His shrug was with a casual attitude that was obviously false. "He's taking it as well as could be expected. He's upset. Grigs is talking to him."

Zemgus nodded, obviously more for a lack of something to do but feeling a need to respond. A glance at Rasmus showed that his eyes were clenched tightly shut, and his breathing was harsh and warm against Drew's shirt. Drew twisted his fingers in his hair just to remind the pup that he was there.

"Is he..." Zemgus began again, losing his words just as he had before. This time, however, he pushed through it, finishing, "Is he going to be okay?"

And that really wasn't something that Drew could answer. Right now, facing a situation he'd hoped to somehow avoid forever (which was dumb and narrow-sighted of him on a team in the midst of a rebuild), knowing that his cub that meant so much to him, to his own sense of pack and comfort was leaving, it felt like nothing would be okay.

But he knew that that wasn't true. Columbus would give Luke a new start, a new AHL team to play with, a new place to prove himself. They might call him up, give him that real chance he hadn't gotten in a couple of years. Drew knew they had a good pack, knew that they would look after him even in Springfield. Luke would be unhappy at first, with the change, with the loss, but once he got acclimated, Drew was fairly confident that Luke could find a home there. He could be happy. It just wouldn't be so easy for him to see that right now, when everything felt like hurt and loneliness.

And that was what led him to the confidence to say, "Yeah, Z. It's going to be tough, but so's Luke. He's gonna be okay."

And somehow, for once, those were actually the right words, because Rasmus's grip squeezed tight and then relaxed, his exhale sharp with relief, and Zemgus bit his lip and then nodded, eyes wide and open and trusting and vulnerable in the way they never were, in the way of a cub who would believe it when his alpha said that things were going to be okay because nobody was more trustworthy than his alpha.

And that was what Drew had to impart to Luke, that he was going to be okay, that things were hard and were going to feel impossible but they would still love him, and his new pack would love him too, and Springfield and Columbus and Bobrovsky were going to take care of him and make him a home with them.

It was fitting that that was when the door to the bathroom opened and Mikhail exited, still speaking in a hushed voice as he approached the bed. "You too, Lukey," he said as he plopped himself with a bounce onto the bed between Drew and the headboard, jostling a grumbling Rasmus. Drew glanced at him and raised an eyebrow, but Mikhail only smiled and said, "Here's Drew," before offering him the phone. Drew took it carefully as Grigs flopped onto his back across everyone's pillows, reaching a hand out to ruffle Nikita's hair until he woke up and said hand was confiscated and tucked against Nikita's chest along with Zemgus.

"Drew?" Luke asked, voice tinny with the phone so far from his face. Drew jolted back to attention and put it to his ear.

"Hey, buddy. Are you...did you..."

"I'm...a little better," he said, and it didn't sound like a lie, not with his voice a little less watery, a little more confident. "We talked about, uh...stuff. With alphas. And how – well, like, you know how everyone's – gone, like Gerbs and Jochen and Roysy and Goose?" He carefully wasn't mentioning Ryan or Jason, but Drew didn't comment and instead nodded before realizing his error and saying aloud, "Yeah, I know."

"Well, they're all gone, but we still miss them. Because they were our pack, and even if they have new packs now, a bit of them will still always be ours, because they were ours first and we love them."

"Yeah, bud," Drew said, feeling that lump starting to form in his throat again, "Yeah, we really do."

Luke's voice grew in confidence with the affirmation, still wavering, but stronger. "So me and Grigo were saying, maybe when you leave your pack, it's not like – like you really leave, not if you don't want to. Like, you're gone, but it's not – you aren't losing a pack, you're just gaining a new one. The old pack still, still cares about you. Because we still care about our old packmembers, and like, the guys we knew in juniors, and our family packs, even if we don't call them our pack anymore, because, like, once they're yours, they're yours for life, y'know?"

And leave it to those two to come up with something like that, something so innocently presented and yet beautiful and so, so warm.

"Yeah, I know exactly what you mean." Drew scratched his fingers gently against Rasmus's scalp.

"So then, I...Grigs mentioned alphas, and how, how it feels kind of scary because when you get a new alpha, the old one doesn't treat you the same, because – because when Pommer and Mills left, they didn't act the same, they don't – they don't come see us like other guys do, they don't check up on us like other packmates. And I was really worried that – that maybe you might do that too, and not want to be, to care about me because we weren't in the same pack anymore, but Grigs said that it was different for alphas, because they have to learn to love you differently when you can't – when you're somebody else's cub. He said that alphas always want to see you as their cub and it's hard to remember that you're someone else's, so sometimes they try too hard and end up ignoring their old packs because they think they're being respectful, or they show their love differently so the new alpha doesn't get upset. But he said that – that you were a good alpha and you loved us all a lot, and that you weren't really good at pack relations so you'd probably be too busy hugging me to remember that you were supposed to be respectful or some shit like that, and that, that you'd make sure that my new alpha took care of me too, because you're always checking up on all of us and you worry about the old guys and you always do your best to look out for everybody, no matter where they are. And he said that that's what makes you a good alpha, because you never stop caring, and you never let anyone feel like you don't want them."

It was the confidence in Luke's voice that got to him, the sheer, open honesty and belief in his own words. Luke was so sure of himself, that what he was saying was irreversible fact, and Grigo of all people, the one nobody had pegged as a leader, the one who was always targeted by the media as not caring enough, who had helped him to that conclusion, to that confidence.

Drew looked over his shoulder at the Russian sprawled like a smiling cat across the pillows of his bed. Mikhail's smile only widened and he nudged Drew with his knee. The little shit knew exactly why Drew was looking at him.

"That's all, like...it's true, right?" Luke was asking.

Staring directly into Mikhail's eyes, Drew forced himself to swallow past the lump in his throat and said, "Yeah, Lukey, it's true. I'm not – I'm gonna keep looking out for you and for everyone no matter where you are. You're my cub, right?"

"Yeah," Luke breathed, a watery sigh of relief.

"And I take care of my cubs," Drew continued with a confidence he barely felt, even as the cubs around him all hummed happily in agreement. "And I'm going to make sure Bobrovsky looks after you too, okay? I think – it's going to be really hard at first, to be in a new pack and on new teams, but I think you're going to like it after a while. New things are scary, but – they can be good, too. And you're gonna tear it up out there, kid, just give yourself the chance."

"You think so?"

And this time Drew's assurance wasn't forced. "I know so."

Luke still wasn't happy when they finally hung up, but after talking to Mikhail and Drew and with firm instructions to take care of Mark and help him out before he left Rochester (and Drew should have known that as needy as Luke was known to be, telling him to take care of a packmate was the surefire way to calm him down and give him a sense of purpose again), things were better. Not perfect, but better.

"You know," Grigo said carefully as Drew hung up the phone, "Getting a new alpha was scary, but it was good."

Drew leveled him a look. "You trying to use my own words against me, Grigorenko?"

"Not against you," Mikhail hummed. "Sometimes, you just have good ideas."

"Only sometimes," Zemgus asserted in agreement, because somehow Drew had forgotten in the last hour or so that his pack was full of obnoxious little shits.

"All of you shut up and get out of my room, you have a game to be getting ready for." There were communal groans from all four, but with some nudging and prodding there was compliance.

It was as Drew was chivvying them in the general direction of the door and their own rooms that he caught Mikhail by the shoulder and tugged him back into a hug.

"Thank you," he said against the cub's neck. "I don't know where you got all of that from, but thank you. He needed to hear that."

He could tell from the flush on Misha's face and the light in his eyes that he was pleased, but the young Russian still shrugged and said, "Is all true, that's where I got it."

Drew leaned back and raised an eyebrow, but Mikhail was ready to meet him with the same expression. "You are a good alpha," he said quietly, "And we trust you, even if you do not trust yourself."

It was from repeated experience that Drew knew that continuing to argue this particular point usually only resulted in stubborn looks and a pile of wolves trying to cuddle him into submission, so he instead chose to change the subject slightly and ask, "Since when did you get so philosophical?"

Mikhail snorted in laughter and waggled his eyebrows. "We have lots of time to talk in Roch. Ask goalies about meaning of life, they have many answers."

And before Drew could respond (most likely with something along the lines of "I'm not really sure I want to"), Mikhail was hugging him quickly, kissing his forehead and off down the hallway, catching up to Nikita and immediately prodding at him to get his full attention.

God, but Drew really did have the best cubs.

Speaking of them, he turned and made his way towards the other end of the hallway. The door opened shortly after his knock.

"Hey, I need you to ask your brother to get a phone number for me..."

~~~

Sergei Bobrovsky didn't really talk to most of the other alphas in the league, mostly because he didn't really have anything to say to them. He and Claude still talked, but a lot of the other alphas were a little too formal, a little too grim for his liking. Besides, he didn't appreciate the way some of them treated their packs and wasn't sure he could keep up the respectful vibe everyone was going for, so he usually decided to forego intra-pack communications and instead just let his pack do its own thing relatively ignored by everyone else, the same as his team.

It therefore stood to reason that the majority of the alphas in the league probably didn't have any of his contact information, so he wasn't really expecting a phone call from an unknown area code as he was preparing for their game against Detroit.

"This is Sergei Bobrovsky, right?" an unknown voice asked as soon as he said hello.

"Yes..."

"This is Drew Stafford. From the Buffalo Sabres."

If Sergei was honest with himself, he rather enjoyed that Stafford tacked on his team like maybe Sergei wouldn't know who he was.

"I play for the Columbus Blue Jackets," he replied, just to hear the befuddled pause from Stafford.

"...I know. I'm calling because – okay, look." Stafford's tone abruptly changed from vaguely polite and airily beseeching to flat and firm. Sergei could work with that. "You know about the trade today. I'm not sure if you know it because you may not have played him before, but Luke Adam is a wolf. Specifically, he's my wolf and my cub, and he's maybe a little bit clingier than most guys his age and he needs to be well-taken care of, and I need to make sure that you're going to do that."

"You think I won't?" Sergei could have gone for offended, but instead chose to stick with a curious tone; Stafford sounded like he was coming from the right place.

"I think you will, but I have to make sure. You've got a really good reputation and your beta won't stop telling his brother how amazing you are, but I have to make sure for myself that you're going to look after my cub if he's going to be yours now. I promised him. And myself."

And that was...different. Sergei had seen his fair share of wolves get traded around the league at one point or another, but he'd never really heard of something like this, an old alpha making sure the new one would take care of the wolf they were exchanging. It was sad, if he thought about it, that this wasn't commonplace, that alphas were so afraid of overstepping bounds and trampling each other's toes that they didn't make sure to put the welfare of their packs first. Everybody should be doing this, he could admit. But it still made him wonder: why Stafford?

"This is important to you," Sergei began slowly, "Why?"

Stafford was quiet for a long enough time that Sergei wondered if maybe he had overstepped his bounds when Stafford said in a quiet voice, "Because I wish somebody had done this for me. I had good alphas, but I wish they'd thought to make sure that I would be okay without them."

There was a vulnerability in his words that Sergei knew was not his to touch, but he still wanted to – his need to comfort sad wolves was nearly impulsive, and you didn't have to be a genius or know him well to figure out that Drew Stafford just might be a sad wolf.

"I will take good care of your cub," Sergei said firmly, amending afterwards, "Our cub. In Springfield or Columbus, I will make sure he is happy."

It was a promise he felt comfortable making. The one thing of which he could always be sure was that his wolves always felt loved.

It was with a loud sigh that Stafford exhaled and said, "Thank you."

"It's no problem. It is nice to know that you care."

Stafford's bark of a laugh was a little unexpected. "Yeah, sometimes a little too much."

"No such thing as too much," Sergei replied easily, "Can never be too much love for your pack."

What came next sounded like a grumble about something to do with "teaching philosophy on Team Russia," but before Sergei could ask Drew to repeat himself he was saying louder, "Yeah, I guess you're right. Just. Take care of him for me, yeah?"

"I will. You have my word."

It was, Sergei reflected later, a rather good interaction for his first bout of intra-pack communication with another alpha. Lots of positive sentiments and prosocial behavior.

And even if Claude had been laughing the last time they spoke about the trainwreck that was the Sabres pack, they had to be doing something right if their alpha cared that much.

He would have to tell Claude to give their alpha a better look the next time the Flyers played the Sabres. He might find something there that he'd missed before.

[swedishgoaliemafia]

WHAT TH F UCK HOIW DID I KNOT KNO ABOTU THE BB RUSSIANSD ON THE SABRES¡?¡???? THEY ARE SPO FUCKIGN CUT E WHAT HAV I BEEN DOING ALL MY LFIE WITHOUT THEM IN IT OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

YOU’VE BEEN LIVING A HALF-LIFE, A LESS-ADORABLE, LESS-RUSSIAN, LESS-BROMANTIC HALF-LIFE BUT IT’S OKAY BECAUSE NOW YOU’VE SEEN THE LIGHT.

(I’m always trying to get people to pay attention to our baby Russians because they’re so damn cute and one time someone told me they were going to write me Misha/Nikita fic and then they unfollowed me so I really don’t think that’s happening….one of my offseason fic exchange prompts was something about the NHL’s Russian Knitting Circle discovering that those two exist and subsequently trying to induct/adopt them….I JUST WANT PEOPLE TO TALK ABOUT THE ADORABLE LITTLE RUSSIANS OKAY??)

[samson-reinharts]

Going to the Amerks game tomorrow and I want to make a sign but idk who for

[swedishgoaliemafia]

I don't have any channels that show the WJC so I've just been checking my iPod at various times for score updates, and my mouth literally dropped open when I saw that Ristolainen got the game-winning OT goal in the gold-medal match. I was thinking he'd be really disappointed if Finland lost seeing as he was responsible for one of the penalties that gave Sweden a powerplay goal and now he's got the game-winner and he gets gold and our two Russian babies got bronze and Rasmus and Nikita were named best d-men of the competition and I'm just so proud of everyone. x3

[swedishgoaliemafia]

GRIGS SCORES HIS FIRST OF THE YEAR!

Finally he gets to catch up with the rest of the babies! NOW WHY CAN'T OUR VETERAN GUYS SCORE?

Though my favorite part was Rookie Announcer Dan's call, "AND THIS GAME IS TI- no it's not."

[underworrld]

grigs with his besties at the game today 

[english-tibetan-dictionary]

grigs

ka ni ka - [Skt] King Kanika [sngar rgya gar gyi rgyal po zhig ste, dusrabs dang po'i mjug tu drag shugs kyis rgyal phran gzhan rnamsbtul nas jan to la zhes pa'i rgyal khab btsugs, tshe mjug tusangs rgyas skyabs su bsten nas dgon sde dang mchod rten mangpo bzhengs, slob dpon rta dbyangs bshes gnyen du bsten nasbstan pa srung skyong byas, kha che'i yul du dgra bcom pa mangpo gdan drangs te sde snod gsum las btus pa'i bye brag chen pozhes pa'i bstan bcos bsgrigs kanika (buddhist tartar king ruling pulhava, kashmir, and jalandhara (punjab kabul) held the last great council to compile the mahayana tripi aka in first century bc] [IW]

kong sprul yon tan rgya mtsho - kongtrul yonten gyatso, [1813-1899) great rimey master and composer of the five treasuries {mdzod lnga} mtshan gzhan gar dbang blo grosmtha' yas ni rab byung bcu bzhi pa'i chu byar mdo khams 'bri zlazal mo sgang gi pad ma lha rtse'i mdun rol rong rgyab sbas pa'iyul du sku 'khrungs, khong gis rin chen gter mdzod dang, gdamsngag mdzod, bka' brgyud sngags mdzod rnams bsgrigs par mdzadcing, shes bya mdzod dang, thun min gsang ba'i mdzod brtsams padang gter nas bton pa bcas mdzod chen lnga dang, de 'brel smandang gtam tshogs sogs gsung thor bu sna tshogs bcas po ti brgya lanye ba zhig rtsom sgrig mdzad, rab byung bco lnga pa'i sa phaglor 'das] [IW]

dkar chag mchims phu ma - bod rje sad na legs mjing yon te in the reign of Trisong Deutsen, by the tr monk dpal brtsegs etc. kept in {bsam yas mchims phur} bka' 'gyur la dag ther mdzad nas bsgrigs pa'i dkar chag gsum pa'i title [IW]

dkon spyi'i las byang - bka' rdzogs pa chen po yang zab dkon mchog spyi 'dus kyi las byang don gsal khyer bder bsgrigs pa phrin las kun khyab - by {padma gar dbang phrin las 'gro 'dul rtsal} alias {kong sprul blo gros mtha 'yas} (1813-1899) [RY]

bkras btags - gzhi dang ri mo kha phral te bsgrigs pa'i gos che zhig ??? [IW]

rkang gra 'grig po - dmag dpung ru bsgrigs te 'gro skabs kyi rkang 'gros gcig mtshungs [IW]

skad gnyis shan sbyar - dictionary go don gcig pa'i yig rigs khag gnyis mnyam du bsgrigs pa [IW]

skad gnyis shan sbyar nor bu'i do shal - nye bar mkho ba'i SK bod kyi brda k' li'i 'phreng bsgrigs ngo mtshar nor bu'i do shal zhes bya ba mdo mkhar zhabs drung gis in 1733 bsgrigs pa [IW]

khra bcad - in a house shing gi khra ma bsgrigs pa'i yol bcad [IW]

khra ma nyis sgrom - window khra ma gling nyis bsgrigs [IW]

gong mo - ptarmigan, white grouse [spang la gnas pa'i lha bird gong mo ste, w light yellow feathers, belly feathers khra bo bstar la bsgrigs pa, w red beak and legs] [IW]

grva rgan - 1) old monk; 2) sgrigs zhugs snga ba [IW]

glang sker bel btags - example of mnyam sbrel big and small etc...Mi tsho'i lus stobs bzang ngan glang sker bel btags bzhin mnyam sbrel sgrigs 'dzugs byas pa [IW]

mgo med dpung rong - w/o head and tail /order/ sgrigs khrims [IW]

mgo 'og lus chug - so so'i khongs gang yin so so'i sgrigs khrims kyis 'chun pa [IW]

'grig mthun - grig po mthun po,...'Grig pa, (tha mi dad pa grigs pa, grig pa,; 1) os shing tsams pa,...Ma bsgrigs rang grig ...Gzugs po'i che chung la dpags pa'i gyon chas cha dza bsgrig pa,...Shing gi byar kha grig pa,...2 Mthun pa,...Rtsod gleng grigs na bzang,...'Grig pa'i tsa la ma gtogs, mi grig pa'i dkrug shing ma byed,...De ring zhu rgyu de tsam gyis grig pa,...Gtan nas mi grig pa,.. ??? [IW]

'grig pa - {'grig pa, 'grigs pa, 'grig pa} intr. v.; to suit, agree, correspond, be right, adequate, sufficient, suitable, appropriate, proper; acceptable [RY]

'grigs - p. of {'grig}. 1) vi. to be all right, to be okay, to be right, to be suitable, proper, correct. 2) vi. to fit, to suit, to match, to be in conformity with. 3) compilation [clearly edited for easily entering the sadhana]. to put together, fit in with, make to correspond, agree with be in agreement; 1) to be right, suitable. 2) coincide. {kha shas shig 'grigs chags su bkod} arranged together with a selection. coincided, was OK, fit, suited [RY]

'gro ba bzang mo - {'gro ba bzang mo} PN [in the region of mon yul rta dbang gyi mandala sgang la an old bhramin's daughter 'gro ba bzang mo unwillingly was made a queen and later when by evil men severe injuries suffered unbearable brten, she went to the realm of the dakinis and, her own son and daughter in the human realm those two embodied beings by evil men gyis various through they performed means of killing did not die and later the son after he grew up killed the evil men de dgra sha blangs pa'i sgrung gi stories gzhir bzhag gis bsgrigs pa'i Tibetan theater lha mo ba'i play.] [IW]

rgya zas - tshal sna bsgrigs pa'i zas [IW]

sgrig - p. {bsgrigs} imp. {sgrigs} 1) to arrange, organize, to set up, to put in order, to correct. 2) to form a line, to line up, to set in rows. 3) to put together, to assemble. 4) to compile, to edit, to compose [RY]

sgrig - [p [bsgrigs} sgrigs!] 1) arrange, organize, set up, put in order, correct; 2) form a line, line up, set in rows; 3) put together, assemble; 4) compile, edit, compose; 5) pair/ match up [IW]

sgrig 'jugs - sgrigs lam dang ldan pa'i mnyam sdeb tshogs pa [IW]

sgrig 'jugs med pa - 1) tshogs pa'i spyi sgrigs brtsi khur mi zhu ba; 2) tshogs pa'i nang du ma zhugs pa [IW]

sgrig pa - {sgrig pa, bsgrigs pa, bsgrig pa, sgrigs pa} trans. v.; to set in place/ up; to put, place [RY]

sgrig pa - (tha dad pa bsgrigs pa, bsgrig pa, sgrigs,, 1) prepare, establish, put in order, place; 2) put together, unite, stick together * put, place [IW]

sgrigs dbyung - sgrigs khongs nas phyir phud pa [IW]

bsgrigs - see {bsgrigs pa} [RY]

ngan gra sngon bsgrigs - bya ngan bed rgyu'i sngon gra bsgrigs pa [IW]

rngam brjid - terrifying nyams [Go mtshon thogs te ru star bsgrigs nas 'gro dus rngam brjid chen po 'dug] [IW]

gcal ma - 1) on the ground rocks shing sogs snyoms por bsgrigs pa'i gzhi,...Rdo gcal,...Pang gcal,...Aar gcal,...(2 Khod snyoms dang chal ma,...Me tog gcal du bkram pa [IW]

gcung don yod don grub - sngar rgyal po zhig gi chen ma 'das 'og tu sras don grub zer ba lus pa de dang, chun ma'i sras don yod zer ba gnyis mdza' mthun chen po yod kyang, chun mas don yod la rgyal po'i go 'phang 'thob thabs byed ched don grub rgyang 'bud gtong dus gcen gcung gnyis 'bral ma phyod par mnyam du bros phyin pa'i lam bar dka' tshegs sna tshogs byung nas phan tshun kha 'thor, phyis don grub rgyal khab gzhan zhig gi rgyal po'i mag par phyin nas rgyal po byas pa dang, rang gis gcung po don yod btsal te rnyed nas pha med kyi rgyal khab la bskyal pas yab rgyal shin tu mnyes bzhin pa'i ngang don yod kyang rang rgyal gyi rgyal por dbang bskur ba zhes ro sgrung las byung ba'i lo rgyus 'di dag pan chen blo bzang ye shes sogs mkhas pa rim byon dang, mi dmangs tshos rnam thar dang, lha mo'i 'khrab gzhung du bsgrigs yod [IW]

gcod tshogs - {gcod kyi tshogs las rin chen phreng ba} by {rang byung rdo rje} {kar-ma pa} III, 1284-1339; texts on the esoteric practices of the gcod tradition. rje rang byung rdo rjes mdzad pa'i gcod kyi tshogs las rin po che'i phreng ba 'don bsgrigs bltas chog tu bkod pa gcod kyi lugs sor bzhag [RY]

chung gnyen - boys and girls from childhood by their parents bsgrigs pa'i gnyen dan [IW]

mchu sgros - SA mchu bsgrigs pa, edge, brim, lip, scar, mark from a wound [JV]

'cha' - 1) cupboard [p {bca]; 2) prepare; 3) establish; 4) draw up; 5) make a promise/ vow (6) always stay/ remain [place, sitting Sgrigs lam bca' ba,...Tsul khrims bcas pa, mur mur byed pa, Sha 'cha' ba, Khyis 'chos pa,.Gcig gis gcig 'cha' ba,.'Cha' rlom pa] [IW]

'cha' - 1) cupboard [R]; 2) prepare; 3) establish; 4) draw up; 5) make a promise/ vow (6) always stay/ remain [place, sitting (7) chew (/ [Sgrigs lam bca' ba,...Tsul khrims bcas pa, Sha 'cha' ba, Khyis 'chos pa,.Gcig gis gcig 'cha' ba] [IW]

'cha' ba - 1) ppafi: {'cha' ba, bcas pa, bca' ba, 'chos} {tha dad pa}: {gsar du bzo ba dang/ gtan la 'bebs pa} to set up, formulate, base, make newly, settle, ascertain, formulate. | {yig srol 'cha' ba. sgrigs lam bca' ba} to make/formulate a code of behavior/ rules/ regulations; | {tshul khrims bcas pa}. 2) {khas len pa}. | {dam bcas pa. khas len dam bca' ba}. 3) ppafi: {'cha' ba, 'chos pa, 'cha' ba, 'chos} {tha dad pa}: {mur mur byed pa}, to chew. | {sha 'cha' ba} to chew/chewing meat. {khyis 'chos pa} chewed/bitten by a dog. {gcig gis gcig 'cha' ba} to chew/bite one another/each other. {'cha' rlom pa}. 4) ppaf: {'cha' ba, bcas pa, bca' ba} {tha mi dad pa}: {gtan du sdod pa'am chags pa}. | {gnas 'cha' ba}. {mal 'cha' ba. dmag sgar bcas pa}. {skyil krung 'cha' ba}. {rgod tshang brag la bcas pa}. II) p. {bcas}. vi. i) to prepare, to establish, to draw up. ii) to make a promise. iii) to chew. III) i) to make, prepare, construct. ii) gnaw at, snap at. [RY]

nyams 'chal ngan spyod - sgrigs lam sogs nyams shing 'chal ba'i evil behavior [IW]

gtam tshogs - collection of messages, rgyal blon dang, bla grva, 'bangs 'khor etc yul mchog dman bar gsum la rang rang gi ngo skal dang 'tsham par spang blang gi bslab bya rnams tshig bcad lhug ci rigs kyis gtam du byas pa'i gsung skor rnams phyogs gcig tu bsgrigs pa zhig [IW]

rten gyi gtso bo - rten gral gyi dbus su bsgrigs pa'i rten 'gangs che ba de'o [IW]

rten 'brel bsgrigs pa - bkra shis pa'i rtags mtshan bzang po ched du spel zhing 'du byas pa,...Bkra shis bde legs yong ba'i rten 'brel bsgrigs pa [IW]

thal ba skya chags - white dust arising [Bsgrigs bkod kyi yo byad rnams la rdul phyis ma brgyab pas thal ba skya chags su khebs pa] [IW]

thud phor - thud blug pa'i snod kha gcod rang 'grigs [IW]

thus pa - fit, appropriate, SA 'thu ba, 'grigs pa [JV]

thog pang - 1) ceiling [on the inner surface of a building pang leb bsgrigs pa'i thog]; 2) tshem bu 'khor lo'i sgang gi lag gdan gyi shing [IW]

mthar gyis bzhag pa - 1) gradually establish, gral bsgrigs pa; 2) (A) 'jur mdud med pa} [IW]

mthud ma - 1) Gra bsgrigs nas bzhag pa'i dngos rigs; 2) Lhan pa Gyon pa rnying par mthud ma khag mang brgyab pa [IW]

mthun bsgrigs - 1) gnyen bsgrigs; 2) Bar 'dum) [IW]

'thad pa - 1) logically, admissible, reasonable, why. {grigs pa}, {rigs pa}. 2) Syn {rgyu mtshan} reason. because, the reason why; 1) reasonable. 2) reason. 3) because, the reason why. {nyal na 'thad} merely lying down would be better. {mi 'thad pa} inadmissible; agree to, be happy with; {'thad pa, 'thad pa, 'thad pa} intr. v.; to follow logically/ be reasonable; rationale; reasonable [RY]

da chog - 1) da 'grigs; 2) kind of bsnyen par rdzogs pa'i cho ga, sngon chog gi rjes su bcas pa'i gsol bzhi'i las 'khor dang bcas pa after the teacher's death to the present du byed pa'i bsnyen par rdzogs pa'i cho ga [IW]

dag yig mkhas pa'i 'byung gnas - {dag yig mkhas pa'i 'byung gnas} [grammar pramana crafts medicine, madhyamika, prajnaparamita, abhidharma, mantra chos skad rnams sde tshan so sor phyes te bsgrigs pa'i ming gi rnam grangs, composed in the 18th century by lcang skya rol pa'i rdo rje] [IW]

dab dob - 1) btsun gzhon bag med pa ste, chos mi klog cing, sgrigs khrims mi srung ba, 'khrug 'dzing byed par dga' ba'i grva pa dar ma; 2) shugs rtsal ldan pa'i nyams 'gyur,...Bu dab be dob be [IW]

dab be dob be - 1) btsun gzhon bag med pa ste, chos mi klog cing, sgrigs khrims mi srung ba, 'khrug 'dzing byed par dga' ba'i grva pa dar ma; 2) shugs rtsal ldan pa'i nyams 'gyur,...Bu dab dob [IW]

dam dog - do dam lhod po dang yangs po min pa ...Sgrigs khrims nyams 'chal du mi 'gro ba'i dam dog nan tan byed pa,...Mi spyod ngan la dam dog chen po byas pa [IW]

deb gsal - deb tu 'khod pa,...Sngon byung lo rgyus deb gsal bden min dbye 'byed brtag dpyad bzab nan byed dgos /deb gsal sgrigs chug gzhung khra'i nang du gsal zhing lam lugs dang yang mthun pa [IW]

dras sbyar rgyag pa - gos chen lhu bsgrigs te thang sku bzo ba lta bu, cut and paste/ join [IW]

mdo smad chos 'byung - mdo smad chos 'byung deb ther rgya mtsho zhes bya ba, ['di brag sgom pa bstan pa rab rgyas kyis rab byung bcu bzhi pa'i shing glang lor bsgrigs, bla brang bkra shis 'khyil gyi par mar shog grangs dgu brgya tham pa yod, de'i nang don aa mdo'i yul gru khag gi dgon ma lag so sor byon pa'i bstan 'dzin skyes bu dang, grva rgyun mang nyung, sa tshigs ring thung, 'byor pa thon khungs sogs zhib tu bshad cing, khyad par du dbu na chos 'byung rgyal rabs rnam grangs drug brgya lhag tsam gyi mtshan byang dang rtsom pa po bkod yod pa de lo rgyus smra ba dag la mkho gal che bar snang,...1865...900...600...1982.. [IW]

sder kha - on lo gsar etc mar snum gro zhib kyis bzos pa'i dkar spro'am food of various shapes ya grangs any of 9 7 five three du brtsegs pa &, fruit, 'bru sna sogs snod bzang du bshams bsgrigs auspicious substance [IW]

brdungs sbyar - brdungs te lhu bsgrigs pa /brdungs sbyar gyis bzos pa'i lcags shog snod spyad [IW]

bsdus don gyi chings - summary of the meaning of a text te bsgrigs pa'i sa bcad [outline, section] [IW]

bsdus don gyi chings - summary of the meaning of a text te bsgrigs pa'i sa bcad [outline, section] [chings lnga'i ya gyal zhig] [IW]

na gcal - na spang gi dum bu bsgrigs pa'i sa cha [IW]

nag 'byams - 1) yi ge nag zub,...Snag tsha 'dal nas yig 'bru nag 'byams la phyin 'dug; 2) Dkar cha'am snang ba thams cad 'grib pa ...Char mun 'thibs te mun pa nag 'byams la song ba; 3) Srol ngan rgyun chags,...Sgrigs lam nyams nas srol ngan nag 'byams su gyur pa [IW]

nang khrims - internal/ Sger [personal, private] / khyim tshang sgrigs khrims [discipline, order] [IW]

nang 'dom - sne mang combine [Snga phyi'i go rim ma bsgrigs na las don byed rgyu mang po nang 'dom yong] [IW]

gnad la bkar ba - get to the essential phug rtsa ..Rtsa don gyi gnad la bkar nas gros mol byed,...Khrims kyi gnad la bkar nas sgrigs la bcur,...Byas nyes kyi gnad la bkar nas khrims chad 'gel ba [IW]

gnam pang - thog pang ste khang pa'i ngos su pang leb bsgrigs pa'i thog [IW]

gnon sdom - sgrigs khrims kyis gcun pa,...Log spyod pa rnams la khrims srol gnon sdom legs par dgos rgyu [IW]

snang rtse shag las khungs - Tibetan govt, lha sa'i gling skor nang khongs sgrigs khrims gnon gcod byed mkhan gyi las khungs yin zhing, las khungs tshugs yul khrom stod sa khul sngags pa snang rtse ba zer ba zhig gi sdod shag tu byas pas and hence called snang rtse shag [IW]

pang gcal - khang pa'i mthil du pang leb bsgrigs pa'i gcal [IW]

pad ma 'od 'bar - {pad ma 'od 'bar [sngar rgyal po zhig gis rang gi mnga' 'og tshong dpon 'byor pa che ba ming la nor bu bzang po zhes par rang gi dbang thang shor dogs kyis rgya mtso'i nang du nor bu len par btang ste bsad pa'i rjes su tshong dpon gyi bu pad ma 'od 'bar skyes pa de yang gsod thabs thengs mang byas kyang gsod ma thub pa'i mthar, pad ma 'od 'bar gyis rgyal po la mgo skor btang nas srin po'i yul du khrid bsad kyis dgra sha blangs te rgyal po'i go sa bzung ba'i sgrung 'di dang mthun par bsgrigs pa'i bod kyi zlos gar lha mo ba'i 'khrab gzhung zhig [IW]

pyi logs su byung ba - subsequent arising {pha} -}-tt - phat [The combination of the syllable 'pha' that is 'gathering means' and the letter 't' that is 'cutting knowledge'/ the syllable of knowledge and means khag mang gcig tu bsgrigs pa [IW]

spyi bde - spyi tshogs hril po'i bde 'jags la zer, der spyi tshogs kyi sgrigs lam dang spyi pa'i rgyu nor sogs 'dus, public security [IW]

phan tshun sprod pa - 1) mutually lhu bsgrigs pa; 2) give each other things [IW]

phreng brgyud - las don khag mang dkyus gcig tu phreng ba ltar bsgrigs pa [IW]

bu ston rin chen grub - Buton [..establisher of precious things, in the 5th iron tiger year born in Tsang shab smad, Kagyupa bka' brgyud pa khro lo'i yang slob, zhva lu chos sder ha ade a long study, from sanskrit into Tibet translated vol. all closely examining de bsgrigs rim snga phyi he resolved de bstan 'gyur de rnams gcig tu bstan pa'i rtsa lag tu gyur, the sutras tantras and sciences great and small, the texts and many hundreds of commentaries he composed. His works have 26 vol., his lineage is called zhva lu ba'i grub mtha or bu lugs, Lord tsong kha pa de'i slob ma las heard the tantras, in the 6th wood dragon year he died (1290-1364] [IW]

be'u rdang - calves be'u rnams bstar bsgrigs [tie? te 'dogs sa'i thag pa. [IW]

byug ris - rows, stages bsgrigs pa [IW]

brag shur - 1) khang pa bstar bsgrigs gyas gyon gyi bar du dgos pa'i 'gro lam; 2) khang pa sra brtan yong ched ka ba ma btsugs par 'phred gzhung khag la rdo rtsig bslangs pa'i steng du lcam gdung bkal ba las byung ba'i 'og khang; 3) rdza brag phan tshun gyi bar du yod pa'i 'gro lam dog po ??? [IW]

'brel ba'i sgra - genitive [object or dharma related to something, or support and supported or, or trunk and branches denoters and conditions of showing these and the opposites: kyi, gi, gyi, 'i, yi there are said to be six divisions. [eg, mig gi 'bras bu; de ring mi yong 'grigs mod kyi 'on kyang phran bu thal drags song] [IW]

ma bsgrigs rang 'grigs - effortlessly naturally arranged 'grigs pa [IW]

mi dbang rtogs brjod - dpal mi'i dbang po'i rtogs brjod 'jig rten kun tu dga' ba'i gtam zhes bya ba ['di mdo mkhar zhabs drung tshe ring dbang rgyal gyis rab byung bcu gnyis pa'i chu glang lor brtsams, pho lha bsod nams stobs rgyal mi tshe ril por mes rgyal gcig gyur la 'bad pa'i rnam thar gzhir byas shing, zur rgyan du hor gu shri bstan 'dzin chos rgyal gyis bod du chab srid bzung tshul dang, gong ma hrun kri dang bde skyid rgyal po gnyis kyi skabs su gangs can 'dir rgya bod hor gsum dang man ju bcas phan tshun bar gyi 'brel lam phra rags, dpon 'bangs ser skya'i kha rgyun gtam rgyud thor bu bcas tshar du dngar bar bsgrigs nas rtogs brjod yid dbang 'phrog pa zhig tu gyur, de'i ma dpe da lta lha sa'i yig tshang du mchis, par ma shog grangs sum brgya dgu bcu go lnga pa zhig yod, 1981 lor si khron mi rigs dpe skrun khang gis deb bton yod,//1733//395//(1689-1747) //1981 [IW]

gtsags pa - [p gtsag pa] gtsang; 1) U tshang gi zlas phye ba'i W phyogs nyang ljongs region; 2) [arch] shing bsgrigs kyi ra ba; shing phra sbom ran pa 'dom do ba sogs mang po bstar bsgrigs su bskor ba zhig [IW]

rtsa tshig - 1) kun gyi mthong yul du 'grems yig...Sgrigs khrims blang dor gyi rtsa tshig..Dmangs sems bde bar byed pa'i rtsa tshig; 2) root verse/ text [IW]

tsha 'jun drang 'doms - sgrigs khrims drag pos gcun nas bslab bya nan po rgyag pa,//nyes pa tshabs chen byed mkhan rnams la tsha 'jun drang 'doms kyis kha 'gul lag 'gul gang byung byed du mi 'jug pa [IW]

tshags - 1) bar mtshams,//mi tshags dam po,//son tshags yangs po,//tshags snyoms po,//sgam gyi nang du ca lag tshags lhod por bsgrigs te blug pa; 2) strainer, seive [chu tshags,//ja tshags,//khrol tshags,//dar tshags,//zangs tshags] [IW]

tshags - 1) spaces/ intervals bewtween [mi tshags dam po,//son tshags yangs po,//tshags snyoms po,//sgam gyi nang du ca lag tshags lhod por bsgrigs te blug pa]; 2) strainer, seive [R] [IW]

tshags 'dzud pa - las don 'grigs so byed pa,//dpung 'jug ma byed gong nas gra sgrig tshags su 'dzud pa [IW]

tshad ma rigs gter - tshad ma rig pa'i gter zhes bya ba t[shad ma sde bdun gyi dgongs pa rnams phyogs gcig tu bsgrigs te shes bya spyi slog nas gtan la phab pa dang shes byed tshad ma'i rang bzhin nges par bya ba gnyis kyis bstan cing, yul brtags pa, blo brtags pa, spyi dang bye brag brtags pa, snang sel brtags pa, brjod bya dang rjod byed rtags pa, 'brel ba brtags pa, 'gal ba brags pa, mtshan nyid brtags pa, mngon sum brtags pa, rang don rjes dpag gzhan don rjes dpag ste rab byed bcu gcig can gyi gzhung 'di, dus rabs bcu gsum par sa skya pandi ta kun dga' rgyal mtshan gyis mdzad pa'o] [IW]

tshar du dngar ba - [gral gyi star 'grig po bsgrigs pa,//ru sgrig skabs ru star lugs tshar du dngar ba zhig dgos,//mkho rgu'i yo byad tshar du dngar ba bstabs] series, line, row [IW]

tshig bsgrigs pa - 1) skad cha'i tshig lhu bsgrigs pa; 2) gzhung tshig phyogs gcig tu bsgrigs pa [IW]

tshig sbyangs gsed bkrol - clearly explain the reasonfor profit [kho tsho'i lab rnyog dbar la tshig sbyangs gsed bkrol gnang bas le 'grigs byung ba] [IW]

tshogs chen zhal ngo - large monasteries' sgrigs khrims dbang 'dzin las sne [IW]

tshogs mi - 1) tshogs 'dur 'gro mkhan; 2) tshogs khag so so'i sgrigs khongs su yod pa'i mi [IW]

mdzo rdang - mdzo mang po star bsgrigs te 'dogs byed kyi thag pa [IW]

mdzo'i ske rgyan - gzhi snam ras kyis bzos pa'i dkyil du ting ting gcig dang, mtha' skor du mgron bu'i tshom bu bsgrigs pa rmon mdzo'i ske rgyan zhig [IW]

rdzun bsgrigs - many false words lhu bsgrigs nas bden mdog kha po ltar bcos pa [IW]

gzhung bsgrigs pa - dpe cha'i tshig don gyi go rim phyogs gcig tu bsgrigs pa'am bsdebs pa [IW]

bzhag - [p 'jog],, 1) round/ circular pattern w beginning and end joned [sgor mo lta bur 'khyil ba'i ri mo}, rgyu ma bzhag sgor mo, zlos gar ba tsho bzhag sgor mo ltar ru bsgrigs pa]; 2) brla khug; 3) [newly] established [linking verb expressing idea that what is duscussed is not generally known and just discovered by the writer [a'di tsho chag srid thad kyi dbye ba sha stag red bzhag: these are only differentiated on political grounds] large intestine put in place, arrange [p 'jog pa] let go, gather, rest, establish, categorize, place, posit, postulate, add to [IW]

gzugs kyi nyi ma - gzugs kyi nyi ma [former mythic rishi's daughter ; rgyal pos btsan shed byas nas btsun mor khrid skabs pha rgan gyi bslab bya brjed cing, mi ngan dang 'grogs te dogs zon ma byas pas mgo skor thebs rkyen rgyal pos rgyang 'bud btang ba dang phyis su mi ngan de rnams 'gyod sems skyes te former g.yo sgyu'i evil deeds by confessing the girl la bzod gsol zhus pa ltar again pho brang du log pa'i sgrung gi lo rgyus gzhir bzhag gis bsgrigs pa'i bod kyi zlos gar lha mo ba'i 'khrab gzhung zhig] [IW]

ra lang cha lang - mgo mjug gam sgrigs khrims med pa [IW]

rwa co sgye blug - mthun sgril med pa dang sgrigs khrims med pa'i dpe [IW]

rin chen gter mdzod - 1) jewel trearur[y]; 2) {rin chen gter mdzod}/ [kong sprul yon tan rgya mtsos snga 'gyur rnying ma'i gter ston sangs rgyas bla ma nas mchog gyur bde chen gling pa'i bar gyi gter ston brgya rtsa'i gter gzhung rnams phyogs gcig tu bsgrigs pa'i po ti drug cu re gnyis can] [IW]

rim pa - degree, rank, level, grade, succcession, part, chapter, sequence, sections, succession, order, phases, progression, turn, series, steps, sequence of events, procedure- series, succession, stage, ['khyud pas yul dang bcas pa sbyor ba kha sbyor gyi}. snga phyi'am mtho dma'i khyad par la gzhid nas bsgrigs pa'i star phreng,//go rim,//bang rim,//mtho rim,//dma' rim,//snga phyi'i rim pa,//sa bab rim gyis gzhol ba,//rim pa khag //rim pa so so,//rim par phye ba,//rim pa 'bebs pa,//rim pa khrigs chags su gnas pa,//rgan rim,//rim pa ltar byed pa,//rim dang gnyis,//ci dang ci 'dod kyi bya ba'i rim pa ma 'khrul ba,//] [IW]

sho ka li - bamboo, cotton etc bsgrigs nas Tibetan pecha container opening to a stand [IW]

shog ka li - bamboo, cotton etc bsgrigs nas Tibetan pecha container opening to a stand [IW]

shog li - bamboo, cotton etc bsgrigs nas Tibetan pecha container opening to a stand [IW]

gsang 'dus dka' gnad mtha' gcod - {dpal gsang ba 'dus pa'i rtsa rgyud le'u bcu bdun po so so'i rdo rje'i tshig rkang zab mo'i lam 'khrugs pa rnams sgrub pa po'i nyams len gyi rim par bsgrigs pa le'u so so'i dka' gnad mtha' gcod pa'i gung ma dang bcas pa rin po che'i gter mdzod} a presentation of the teachings of the Guhyasamaja tantra for the practice according to the systematic approach of the dge lugs pa tradition; by {'dul nag pa dpal ldan bzang po} [RY]

lhug yangs po - sgrigs khrims sogs not tight/ strict [IW]