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[bebemoon]

look for the name ROSE (requested by @larosebisou) | selkie x bridgerton "edwina love story" empire-waist rose-gold brocade ballgown w/ bustle adjustability, for loe and lemons "rose vine" thigh-high stockings, for love and lemons "lyon" white satin ballet pump, altaia "by any other name" eau de parfum (bergamot, lychee, rose, peony, osmanthus, cedar, musk), orchid22 "art" single painted pearl earring

[catinfroghat]

This perfume smells so good I need to get everyone to sniff me

[leefi]

The Flower that Bloomed Nowhere Read-through | Part 7: 90-100

Part 1: 1-14 | Part 2: 14-22 | Part 3: 22-34 | Part 4: 34-64 | Part 5: 64-80 | Part 6: 81-90 | Part 7: 90-100 | Part 8: 100-127 (caught up here)

Bal is soooo funny for choosing to simply sit out and wait the loop. If that were me I’d be acting out. I’d be skipping around the sanctuary acting mischevious and committing hooliganry. Hey does Fang have loop memories

SU NAME REVEAL!!! KUROKA!

raises hand. I have another question. did samium also fuck that old man

Shiko is so sweet oh my goddddd 😭 I wonder if Kuroka fell in love with her...

I hadn't even realized how much of a fan I was. That another me had been growing on those lonely nights, only waiting for someone to draw it out.

Even though it was such a small thing, for the first time, I felt like I was able to be someone other than myself. Someone who shined brightly.

Just like her. AWWWUWYYYYYYUUUUWUWUUUUUUUU!!!!! AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

"Fang, Su, have you still got enough eris for barriers?"

Fang looked at their scepter, making a thoughtful hum. "Yeah, for a few minutes."

I thought Fang didn’t have their scepter?

Another thing I'd failed to understand at the time was that this was largely by design. Replicating high-quality food was impossibly cheap, and a low-hanging fruit in terms of helping people's quality of life. It was the politics of spite, or 'tough love' if you wanted to be charitable; choosing not to help others for no reason other than them having not earned it, or at least treating it as not worth the infinitesimally minor inconvenience to their betters.

oh i dont like this worldbuilding that much anymore

“Nowadays you can get your nutrition managed with pills anyway. It's not like when we were kids, when it actually mattered what you ate."

"There's still no long-term research into the subject," [Shiko]’s mother replied, frowning. "And besides, it's not simply a matter of health. There are social consequences to having a limited palate."

“social consequences”? lets kill her

"I'm just saying, it wouldn't hurt to be a little more conscientious," Shiko's mother insisted, holding up a hand. "And I know I've only been here for a couple of years now, but I really don't think it's that bad. Some parts in town seem a little deprived, but the theater is nice, and I've never had any trouble finding anything from the shops. It's hardly Altaia or Old Yru, but it's not as though we're eking out a living on the Lower Planes."

KUROKA BABY IM GONNA GET YOU OUT OF THERE. IM GONNA GET YOU OUT

Shiko’s granddad and Samium were conspiring to use her???? “Get the drop on her”???????? I mean this isn’t anything we didn’t already know but hearing them speak so plainly and shamelessly about it IN HER HOUSE is repulsive

I'd done a lot of stuff for a person my age, especially if you counted the stuff from-- Well, you know. I'd traveled by carriage, bus, tram, vacuum tram, boat and airship. I'd been to seven different countries and lived in four. I'd played in an amateur sport team (assuming chess counts as a sport).

it does not

Ophelia had been unspokenly left out as well; she apparently produced such an aura of eternal femininity that our minds had just silently registered it as the correct call after we'd only been able to find three shovels in the greenhouse.

also me if im being completely honest. *the gorillas get released* sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry

Hey while they’re digging I’ve been thinking. using the dying gods as their proxy has me wondering if this really is an integrated pneuma in some person enacting its long thought out (hehe) revenge. But that doesn’t explain multiple culprits especially considering they’ve been referring to death with different gendered pronouns

She looked between us. "Questions?"

Linos looked to the side. "Uh, do you see any problems with the plan, Zeno?"

There was a pause, then an approving thump from the luggage pile.

funniest character

a possible explanation for many of these contradictions was that there wasn't just one 'mastermind', but competing groups.

One calls it 'master'. The other calls it 'Her'...

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES. It's almost like...a battle of wills? A battle of competing ideologies?

"I think I-- I think I have a hernia," I said weakly.

"What you have is a case of the weeny-whinies.” THE WEENY WHINIES!!!!

KAMRANSU SWEEP!!! im doing yuri multiplication in my head rn

hum. "Indeed, you've stumbled upon the fundamental issue. After all, if what we inhabit is not the true reality, but merely the product of a physical process within another, it seems very improbable for our 'creators' to be playing with tools akin to our own. Our very conception of inter-dimensional spacetime - and the associated concepts of entropy, movement, and finite energy - could be nothing more than an amusing fabrication, with no bearing on actual physics."

Kind of like how a two-dimensional creature can only interpret a 3-dimensional world from a 2-dimensional perspective, and a 3-dimensional creature can only interpret a 5th-dimensional world from a 3rd and simplified 4th dimensional perspective…but what defines “actual?“ is any of your universe “actual”, for that matter? You have no confidence that your reality is real beyond the myths you’ve heard of the ironworkers. I don't mean to explicitly suggest this is a simulation by any means, but rather...I'm thinking back to Zeno's question. "Why turn back the self when you can turn back the world?". Well, if you're conflicted on what a "self" constitutes, it only follows to reason that the nature of the world around you too would also fall into question...

Well, that depends, Utsushikome. Do you believe a pawn is destined only to look across at its rival pieces for eternity, by its very nature?" She stabbed her fork into a tomato, spilling its red fluid. "Or, perchance, might it learn to crane its neck towards heaven?"

My eyes drifted from the tower towards the ceiling of the bioenclosure proper. The blackness.

Slowly, I clicked my tongue. OHHHHOHOHOHOGOGOGOGOGOOGOGOGOHOHHOHHOOHHOOHOGOGOGOGOYOYO RHHEEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHE

She nodded several times, like I'd said something profound. "Yes. That's it exactly." She exhaled. "It's cowardice. People are afraid of death, so they try to turn it into something it isn't. Something beautiful and cathartic, something symbiotic with humanity, just like Grandmaster Melanthos was talking about. So they don't have to face the truth that it was all for fucking nothing. That being mortal is an accident of material circumstance, just as much as hunger or, or-- I don't know, going *bald*.” 🦍

"When people think of truly eternal lives, of sticking not just a few more centuries on the pile but outlasting the lifespan of stars, the scope of the proposition is harrowing. What would we become, in trying to achieve true stability as creatures of chaos and change? Could we?" Her voice grew a little quieter; solemn, almost. "What would we do, without that option to simply fade away?" She looked towards me. "What do you think, Su?"

I went for a third round of blinking, just to emphasize the point.

Why does [Kam] always single me out in these conversations?

big ass crush on you

Ohhh Kam is a 60 year old minor! Cool!

Even though she'd dismissed questions on the subject with an affect of far-sightedness back in the transpositioning chamber, the fact of the matter was that people our age getting stressed out about their own mortality was freakishly rare; I'd literally never met another person quite like [Kam].

This trait she and I share. I was having existential breakdowns at the tender age of 5

Ohhh Su is in her early-mid thirties! Okay yeah that checks out with her mental illness

You're only 32, Su," she said, frowning. "It's a little early to making world-weary statements like that, don't you think?

*looks at su* *looks at orv*

*looks back at su*

Of all the years I could live, could thrive, until all those regrets are nothing more than a single drop in a vast lake. I'm sure the same is true for you, too."

This really was out of character for her. I felt a complicated feeling in my chest. "That's, uh... Kam..."

"Is this really the right time for this?" Ran asked flatly. "The philosophy was one thing, but this is getting weirdly romantic."

Kam scoffed, making a gesture of distaste. "Don't be peculiar, Ran."

KAMSU SWEEP WE HAVE LITEREALLY NEVER BEEN MORE BACK THAN WE ARE RIGHT NOW

"Perfect," Kam said, stepping towards it immediately.

"Feels a little weird to be looting the dead," I said, glancing around.

"This is no time for sentiment, Su," Kam replied. She walked up to the cabinet in question and, after unsuccessfully trying the lock, took the butt of her refractor rifle and shattered it, before casting it aside and sliding the larger weapon out.

this actually became a COD lobby im crying

saw Samium lying down in the bed, eyes half-open, staring at the ceiling. Other than the fact that there was a book by the side that seemed to be gone now - fiction, probably, the cover depicting a ship - that felt a little confusing. So he could read a novel, after all? Or maybe someone had left it here?

Ship of Theoseus chan?

Why did the playwright just look at me

"Okay, so. Here's the thing," they said. "The monster might be, uh, real."

SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPP

WE HAVE LITERALLY NEVER BEEN MORE BACK THAN THIS MOMENT FOLKS THIS IS IT. THIS IS REAL. IT'S HAPPENING

Okay for all my excitement about the beast is there any way to check if that’s actually the phantasm conjuring arcana they talked about earlier? Could explain the grim reaper but I don’t remember if it could produce sound or not…or how big it could get. Could also just be a really advanced golem since the power was active while this was happening? (And that was the negating factor when they were debating COBD (cause of Bardiyas death before))

I’m pretty sure the beak thing is actually real though, so many people have corroborated it. The beast only showed up while people were panicking

Man I wouldn’t be surprised if this conversation with Samium we’re seeing over the logic thing concluded with Su pushing him out the window. my rationale towards this is would that be fucking crazy or what

So, this sounds like it's coming from way off in the distance-- Like really far down the hall, or behind a wall, or something. Now, I'm getting a really bad vibe at this point,

Have i mentioned yet how much I love fang

Ann says we should just gun it." Anna's eyes narrowed slightly at her name being shortened, but didn't interject.

Have i mentioned yet how much i LOVE fang

I said something stupid about hiding up in the armory, maybe grabbing some of the grenades, so we went all the way up

they are addicted to those grenades

If Ptolema thinks the beast is fake then I believe that it's fake. She’s consistently proven to have the best observational skills of the entire group, picking things up that other people don’t see. As she says, she's got the mind of a surgeon. She knows how a body is meant to be built and interact with its environment. Believe women!!!! Ema sweep!!!!

Can I be honest. Creepy children’s stories scare me so much and I could barely get through that one barn quest in Cyberpunk 2077 and this children's slideshow with the piglet is reminding me of that. I literally couldn’t sleep for a few days after playing that. Anyway. Animal Farm? because there is a farm with animals

no i'm being deadass was that an animal farm redux. it felt like an animal farm redux

It would be so funny if Fang acted the way they do because something was wrong with them. But it would be even funnier if they're just like this

[thegreatputonmv1]

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[trolloled]

cloudbattrolls​:

You feel yourself physically age five sweeps as Kormut speaks to Cyvell, who you are sure (and she does) narrows her eyes.

“Ah…so this is their doing. I suspected…”

Kormut would see her bare her teeth slightly, and you just hope she doesn’t turn into her true form in front of him, though she likely doesn’t have the room to do so anymore. The blueblood would probably have a pusher attack and that would just top everything off.

She sighs. “I am not a plague. I come from the earth itself, as anthrax…I do not spread like bubonic does. I have other abilities.”

Kormut. Kormut why. Oh god, having him plead for you hurts almost worse than being chased. As he imagines, you are giving him the most deeply maroon-eyed pained look.

For a moment, she doesn’t say anything. You mutter to stop the spell, at least, feeling like there’s no point anymore.

Cyvell, meanwhile, is grateful. You can tell when she speaks and that hurts too.

“You’re helping me?” she says, sounding surprised. “You could have run…yet you choose to aid me. You are truly noble, as your caste should be, but rarely is. Very well, I will not harm your friend tonight, so long as they return what they stole and apologize. You, meanwhile, blueblood…I will grant you a small boon for your aid.”

She smiles at Kormut, you’re sure of it, those yellow-slit black-sclera eyes pleased instead of furious. Blegh.

“Oh...!! Okay...!! I gues that sort of makes sense?!!”

> You don’t have the faintest idea what she means by not spreading like a bubonic plague and more like anthrax. Does that mean if you touch her you get sick?

> You resolve not to touch her. Not that you were going to anyway.

“Um...!! Yeah, why wou~dn't I he~p you?!!“

“Er- We~~- You know, besides, um, my friend probab~y being very mad at me...!!”

“But, um, I dunno...!! I can't just ~eave someone, um, stuck ~ike that...!!“

> Ever since Altaia sliced your legs up, you’d hate to see anyone else trapped and suffering. It would have made you sad before that, but now you like it even less.

> ...Although, she hadn’t really been suffering it looked like. But the point still stands.

“Thank you for, er, for not hurting them...!! They're a good person, honest, um, even if they don't wanna say so...!!“

> You blink at her, not really comprehending what she means by a boon. You know what boon literally means, but you have no idea what sort of boon she could ‘grant’ you.

> Then again... sweet, fae boon!

“R-rea~~y?!! Um, wow!!! That's very nice of you, um, thank you!!!“

“I dunno what you, er, rea~~y mean by that though...!! But I'm sure it'~~ be very interesting regard~ess!!!“

> You give her as big a smile as you can manage, even while still looking fairly nervous. She’s still very imposing, given everything you know about her. You sort of glance back into the hallway where Crista is at.

“Um...!! Do you mind, uh, coming out?!! She said she won't hurt you...!!“

“Sorry...!!“

CRISTA: get some assistance.

You didn’t want to do this, but beggars absolutely can’t be choosers, and if you had a choice you wouldn’t have an irate fae snapping at your heels to begin with.

Her jaws miss by inches as you make a noise that is definitely not a yelp, and manage to get off one more short-range teleportation spell to get you just close enough to your dumb, unlucky friend’s collaborator’s hive to limp toward it, out of breath, and knock on his door.

“Kormut!” You pant, wiping sweat off your face (ugh, your hair is ruined).

“Kormut, I really, really need you to let me in right now, starshine, because I am in a heap of trouble and I need your help. Yes - I need your help, you can laugh later, just open the door before I expire in the mouth of a - never mind, with you here if I speak that it might happen.”

You take in more deep breaths to your poor, tired lungs and try to regain some composure. If a great sodding plague beast is going to eat you, you might as well face it with some class.

[parfumery-wiki]

By Any Other Name (eau de parfum) Altaia Nose: Daphne Bugey

Floral

A declaration of love in the garden of an English castle. An ode to young love, full of mystery and tenderness.  Soft sunlight on a dewy English Rose speaks words of yearning.

At the age of sixteen Marina's mother received her first marriage proposal while strolling through the Tudor rose gardens of Sudeley Castle in Glouchestershire, where she was born. Following her mother's advice she refused, but the beauty of that moment stayed with her forever.

Daphne says: "At the heart of this composition I chose a rose, timeless and refined, enveloped by bright musk, translating the delicate atmosphere of the morning dew in an English garden."                                           Will you be mine?

Key notes: Bergamot, Litchi, Rose, Peony, Osmanthus, Cedarwood, Musk

[imscaredofsoup]

I was on a vacation and made some photos of the mountains. I'm not really into photography but I tried my best.

[destiny-fortold-this-mechling]

Altaia swims around near her sires cave as she knew she wasn't supposed to head up to the surface.. but.. she was smitten with a girl who was super cute and pretty. She wants to see her but she feels as though her father's would say no. She then sinks to the nearest sandy spot and stares at the fish swimming over her

A merformer swims out, his middle was obviously egg heavy, having noticed his precious pup wasn't in the cave.

"Altaia? You better not be near the surface again." his smooth voice calls out, as he sets some sand back outside of their home. "Sire will be back soon with dinner... and you know his stance on humans."

[freedomfighterposts]

Pidge x Reader. An Interstellar relationship.

Aboard the Galra battle cruiser was a multitude of prisoners. Almost none of them shared the same home worlds. All of them were slaves, gladiators to the Galra empire. They dressed in rags and wallowed in self-pity. Except one. One was too proud to simply submit to the Galra. And after slaughtering three of them in the gladiator’s ring, she was allowed the simple comfort of wearing the clothes she was capture in. Which still was not much. White bands similar to bandages wrapped and bound (Y/n)’s chest loosely so that she could still retain some comfort. A short, sleeveless black vest covered her shoulders and the sides of her bandages but left her sides and stomach exposed. Two gilded, gold leaf cloth rings circulated the end of (Y/n)’s shoulders, giving off a very royal vibe. Her pants were made for fighting, a simple style of lightweight and comfy white pants with a slight bag covered her lower half. Around her waist, a long double ended blue ribbon covered most of her midsection. One thing that made her pants comfortable was the hole in the back that allowed (Y/n) red monkey tail to swish about freely, without restraint. Her hair, although smudged and dirtied, still shone a pale yellow in the dark lights of the Galra ship.

Sitting in silence was boring. (Y/n) didn’t care what the old prisoners thought, silence was boring, boring wasn’t fun… Beating someone to death was fun. (Y/n) allowed herself a small, menacing smile as she thought about the arena. While she was a prisoner, her body was free. Her inherited want for a fight was satiated, so that was good. However, these fights didn’t last long and they were always boring. And if there was one thing (Y/n) hated… it was boredom. That’s why, when the Galra commanding her ship rushed past spurting something about attackers, (Y/n) leapt into action. With ease (Y/n) simply kicked her cage door open, pinning several Galra soldiers to the wall. The remaining Galra looked at (Y/n) and shakily raised their weapons. (Y/n) simply smiled as she stalked towards them, her hands glowing with power. Meanwhile, not too far from the escapee, a duo of heroes raced down the halls of the Galra ship. Their intent was noble and pure, to rescue those wrongly imprisoned by the Galra Empire. These were Paladins of Voltron, the legendary defender. Their minds and bodies radically different, but their hearts the same. Running down the halls, the Green Paladin looked to the leader of Voltron’s Paladins. “Shiro, we have to hurry. Lance and Hunk could be in serious trouble.” The short and lean Paladin was rushing, for these prisoners could also aid in the quest for two very important missing people. Shiro looked down at his friend with confidence. “Don’t worry Pidge, we’re almost there.” Suddenly and rather abruptly, a Galra surveillance drone flew around the corner. Its red lights started to flash in alarm, however, Pidge thought quicker and managed to send a short blast of energy to the drone, knocking it to the ground. “That thing saw us, we should get out of here.” Shiro said, concern hidden in his voice, but Pidge had other ideas. Crossing a few wires Pidge smiled. “Wait, I think this might come in handy.” Suddenly, the lights flashed blue and the drone was now working for Voltron. “Awesome, I’m going to call you rover.” Shiro rushed to the end of the hall where a giant solid metal gate enclosed a few shadows of darkness. Shiro tapped on the door making a loud thudding sound. “Anyone in there? We’re here to help you escape.” He asked, a few murmurs answered back at first but then Shiro saw the shadows form into the bodies of real aliens as they stepped out of the darkness. “Champion. You have come to save us!” One said. All the others were now happily murmuring to themselves. As Shiro conversed with the prisoners and tried to calm them down, Pidge worked on the lock for the door. However, it was proving to be some challenge to the new Paladin. “Argh. This tech in insane. It’s nothing like what Earth has.” Pidge cried in dismay. But suddenly, a new voice cut through the artificial air. “Perhaps I can help?” Shiro and Pidge looked back the way they came to see a woman in her mid-twenties standing behind them. Pidge had to look up at the woman who was easily six feet tall. “Who are you? You don’t look Galra.” Shiro asked in suspicion. The woman smiled, her slightly yellow teeth akin to a shark’s. “Until about twenty ticks ago, I was a prisoner on board this ship. Now, I’m an escapee.” “How?” Pidge asked, also suspicious but enamored by the tall Amazonian woman before her. “I’ll show you.” Walking towards the cage door, the woman simply dug her fingers into the metal as if it were soft butter, and tore the gate from its mechanism. Shiro and Pidge were stunned at the sudden display of power. The prisoners rushed from their cell and the mysterious savior simply dropped the gate back into the cell. As the woman turned back to face the Paladins, Shiro gazed carefully at her. “Who are you?” The woman smirked evilly at the Paladin’s question. “I am (Y/n). Now, I would like to get out of this ship.” Turning to Pidge, Shiro shrugged. One of the prisoners stepped forward. “I must agree with the powerful one. The Galra will be here soon. We must get to the escape pods.” He said, nodding Shiro turned to Pidge. “You and (Y/n) cover the rear. Everyone follow me” Everyone gathered in a group, but it seemed that (Y/n) wasn’t happy with the situation. “Me, in the back like a commoner? I shall not be treated as some low life!” (Y/n) demanded, but Shiro and the other prisoners were already rushing through the halls. (Y/n)’s demands fell on the ears of Pidge who wasn’t pleased by her new company. “You know, you could try to be nice to the people who are rescuing you.” Pidge scoffed as she and (Y/n) chased after Shiro at a jogging pace. Pidge couldn’t quite understand it, but (Y/n) radiated this confidence that was infectious. The green Paladin hadn’t felt this sure and confident in many years. (Y/n) scoffed as her feet slowly lifted off the ground, as if she had deemed the very Galra ship to be unworthy of her touch. “If I could breathe in space I would have escaped many years ago.” As (Y/n) flew ahead, Pidge struggled to keep up. After all, Pidge was more useful at a computer than the training field. However, it was as (Y/n) turned a corner that Pidge finally noticed a striking difference between the woman she was following and herself. A fuzzy, red tail, protruding from the back of (Y/n)’s hips, swished through air. Pidge blinked rapidly for a moment and pondered if asking what race (Y/n) was would be appropriate. However, all thoughts of asking the powerful woman left Pidge when (Y/n) stopped moving. After nearly crashing into her, Pidge stepped to the side to see what was happening. Shiro was battling a few sentry bots as the prisoners cowered in fear in the only escape pod. Pidge noticed as Shiro finished the last of the robotic Galra that his hand was glowing a light purple and made mental note to ask him later. As he cut down the last robot, Shiro dropped to his knees in exhaustion. But more Galra were approaching fast. Pidge activated the green Paladin’s bayard, ready to defend Shiro. But (Y/n) smirked again. Her voice sounding pleased as she spoke and Pidge noticed that the woman’s tail was swaying more rapidly now. “Perfect target practice.” As the sentries closed in on Shiro (Y/n) raised her hand, aiming at the robots and Galra. Pidge was fascinated as an orb of pale green light started to emit and pulse within (Y/n)’s hand. Then, without warning, (Y/n) launched her attack and the orb sped faster than anything Pidge had seen before and the next thing the Paladin knew was that the Galra were lying dead on the ground, the orb had returned to its owner’s hand before promptly vanishing. Sighing with relief, Shiro finally managed to stand. The glow from his hand was slowly fading. Meanwhile the doors to the escape pod were closing as it began its departure. One of the aliens thanked Shiro who tried to ask him a question. Pidge ran to Shiro and eagerly tapped the previously glowing arm. “That was awesome Shiro! Where did you learn to fight like that?” Then the Green Paladin turned to the mysterious (Y/n) who was floating beside them. “And how did you do the thing with that disco ball?” (Y/n) raised an eyebrow in question. “Disco ball?” she questioned. “None of that matters now. We gotta get the Green lion and head back to the castle.” Shiro stated, urgency clear in his voice. The road back to the Green Lion was simple and easy, only one patrol managed to find them and they were quickly dispatched by (Y/n) who conjured another green ball of light. Shiro and (Y/n) quickly followed Pidge onto the Green lion where the Green Paladin quickly detached from the Galra ship and followed the Red, Blue and Yellow lions down to the planet below. Altaia. After a few rushed introductions, and a very hurried ceremony. (Y/n) watched as the gates to the sanctuary of the Black lion slowly shuddered upwards. Shiro, Pidge and the other Paladins gasped in awe as the large mechanical beast roared in approval of its revival. The mechanical leader of Voltron dipped its head to allow Shiro to enter. Suddenly alarms started to blear from all around the castle. (Y/n) and the princess of Altaia, a woman around her own age rushed to the control center of the Castle of Lions. “A Galra ship is entering our atmosphere. We need Voltron now!” Allura demanded. (Y/n) scowled as the ship launched its many fleets of fighters. Allura, the Altaian princess, managed to shield the castle just in time as the fighters started to launch blasts at the dome shield. Coran, Allura’s servant, gasped in relief as the five lions of Voltron landed in front of the castle. The lions burst forth, tearing and blasting the drones that threatened the castle. Meanwhile, (Y/n) watched as the main battle ship started to shine. Looking closely, (Y/n) saw that it was charging its ion cannon. “That doesn’t look nice” (Y/n) mentioned, Allura barely had time to look up before the dangerous ray of concentrated energy, burst from the ship towards the castle. (Y/n) was vaguely aware of the cries of worry from the Paladins as they watched the attack. The attack exploded against the castle’s shield, covering (Y/n)’s view with fire and smoke. Miraculously the shield managed to hold, but it wouldn’t shield them for long. “Hurry Paladins. The castle can’t hold much longer.” Shiro led the charge as he and the other Paladins fought against the Galra. Meanwhile the ship was charging its cannon again. “Come on guys, we have to hurry!” Shiro’s voice was heard on the console in front of (Y/n). The mysterious warrior raised a brow at Shiro’s words, but kept her eyes on the battle of Lions. The Green lion leapt into the air and tore a Galra fighter jet into bits with its powerful jaws. Pidge yelled excitedly from inside the beast before falling back in line with Shiro. Lance had turned his lion around and had begun using the laser on his lion’s tail to precisely explode individual fighters. Shiro, Hunk, Pidge and Keith flew their lions into the air in an attempt to disrupt the Ion cannon firing process. But they were too late. The purple ray of destruction once again sped its way to the castle. This time, its power was too much and the shield barely held off the attack before disengaging itself with the loss of power. “Castle shields are down! Now Paladins form Voltron! You must!” Allura said, worry clear in her voice. “We don’t know how!” Keith reminded them, “We barely got these lions in the first place” “Yeah, no offence princess. But a little tutorial could have gone a long way.” Lance actually agreed with the Red Paladin. “There are too many of them!” Hunk yelled as his Yellow Lion was bombarded with fighters. “It’s been an honour serving with you four.” Shiro said, his voice calm and defeated. “I’m sorry princess. We failed” Shiro’s concerns were well placed, as he and the other Paladins began to float defenselessly towards the Galra, entrapped in their tractor beam. However, the Galra weren’t finished. The ion cannon began its firing sequence once more. Much to the dismay of the Paladins. Coran turned to his princess, defeat and sorrow in his eyes. The princess, now crying was stunned. Hunk was whimpering in his seat, Keith was trying to regain control of his Lion. Pidge and Lance both looked defeatedly at their controls. His mind racing, Shiro grabbed his controls once more. “You better not be giving up” came a new voice to the battle, Allura looked back to see (Y/n) staring up at the lions. “What sort of Paladins give up at the first sign of challenge?” “She’s right.” Shiro said “We can do this. We have to believe in ourselves” The other four Paladins looked to the Black Lion, their hope returning. “We are the universe’s only hope. Everyone is counting on us. We can’t fail. We won’t fail. If we work together we can form Voltron!” Hunk and Lance shouted their agreement. Pidge and Keith smiled at their leader’s face via the onboard screen and together they formed Voltron. But it was too late. By the time Voltron was formed for the first time in 10,000 years the ion canon had already been fired. Coran and Allura watched on in fear as the ray of death descended upon them. Suddenly however, something materialized outside the castle, right in the path of the canon. Allura recognized the waving blue ribbon and red monkey tail. She didn’t know how she had done it, but (Y/n) was now outside the castle, staring down a death ray. “(Y/N) GET OUT OF THERE!” Allura shouted in alarm. The warrior simply smirked once more. “This is just a warm up” (Y/n) said as she held up her well-muscled arm, the ion strike slammed into her hand yet (Y/n) showed no signs of discomfort. Allura watched on in awe as Voltron tore apart the Galra ship and this new comer blocked a full power ion blast from a battle class Galra ship with her mere hand. With a laugh (Y/n) sent the ion energy hurtling back to the Galra ship, finishing the job, Voltron had started. With an explosion that shook the castle, (Y/n) watched as Voltron disassembled into its separate lions. Her hair and tail feeling the warm breeze of the aftermath. Allura and Coran hurriedly rushed to congratulate the Paladins, while (Y/n) leisurely floated down to them. Allura stopped before her Paladins, clasping her hands together in celebration. “Great work Paladins, you’ve done it!” She congratulated, Lance smirked playfully as he tucked his blue stripped helm under his arm. “Thanks pretty lady.” He said. Shiro smiled joyfully at the truth. “We did it! How did we do it?” He asked not really caring, too happy to care. “You got that right” Said Keith. Hunk yanked his helmet from his head with some degree of difficulty. “I was kinda just screaming the whole time. Maybe that’s what did it.” He said. By now, (Y/n) had joined her rescuers, but a smile did not adjourn her face. A shame as Pidge thought the woman looked beautiful with one. Allura noticed the arrival of the woman. “You, you must be a Saiyan! No one else could have stopped a direct ion cannon strike!” The princess said in awe. (Y/n) was indifferent. “Tch, a toddler could have done that.” She said avoiding the gaze of the princess. What was presented to her when (Y/n) moved her gaze was Shiro comforting Pidge. “We’ll find your brother and father Pidge. I swear.” Shiro said, Pidge nodded but didn’t smile. (Y/n) took mental note of this and showed Pidge a rare, non-scary and genuine smile. Although Pidge was almost certain it never existed as it was gone as soon as it appeared. Allura however, started rambling more bad news. “We’ve won the battle, but the war is just beginning” She said, Coran nodded his agreement. “I’ll say. And it’s good you know what you’re all doing, cause you’ll need to form Voltron again and again.” The butler stated. “Say what now?” Hunk muttered in disbelief. “We barely survived forming Voltron this one time!” Lance stated. “Ho, and you only had to verse one ship. Imagine the next time against a whole fleet! It’s not going to be easy being the defenders of the universe.” Coran stroked his mustache in thought. The eyes of all the Paladins widened at the realization of the gravity of their situation. “Defenders of the Universe, huh.” Shiro said, the others looking to him “Has a nice ring to it.”

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Altaia

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Altaia

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Check out the latest buzz on Purple Land Eau de Parfum by ALTAIA! As seen on @sunheebeauty Instagram page.

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And #whataromance #inabottle ❣️ Wow... what a #lovestorythis is! From the creators of @eauditalie_official A follow up to their #altaia ‘s #awardwinning #TuberoseInBlue💙 #PurpleLand has arrived! 🌈🌄💜One lover in Italy, the other in Ethiopia this #scent captures the endurance of a #longdistanceromance that was meant #forkeeps 💕 #marinaandsebastian 💑  ❤️ It’s truly #divine #fragrance #amust#discover I am loving the #fragrancenotes👃🏻👌🏻 #fragranceforlovers 💞#new#eaudeparfum #fromitaly 🇮🇹

[jeou]

patiently awaiting ur return so i can ask for a potential fragrance owning/recommendations masterlist ♪(´ε｀ )

nomenclature - holy wood

altaia - by any other name

maison francis - baccarat 540

maison margiela - flower market

iiuvo - gilot

kenzo - flower

rodin -olio lusso

escentric - molecule 4

malin+goetz - dark rum

serge lutens -veilleur de nuit

saint laurent - y

anna sui- fantasia (to be honest i just wanted this for the bottle)

penhaligons - tragedy of lord george

grace coddington/comme - grace

this is just a list off the top of my head/ or scents that i use often or have. i think its different for everyone so i can’t promise that what i’ve listed sits well with other people, i tend to go for more earthy smells

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hotel altaia altea opiniones

hotel altaia altea opiniones

#hotelaltaiaalteaopiniones #hotel #hoteles Conseguir reserva de hoteles en hotel altaia altea opiniones.   ¿Estás planeando unas vacaciones en hotel altaia altea opiniones? ¿cual configuraciones de hospedaje se encuentran a tu disposición para usted? ¿ya ha ejecutado su decisión y prudente su complejo turístico, o quiere preguntar más? Es simple de transportarlos en la emoción de la planeación…

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star names + dragons

Achalech Acocin Acock Acruda Acrumar Aiserakar Alachai Alaen Alamus Alashaut Albah Albalion Albat Alchaukas Alcherna Alcolin Alcon Alcorga Alcyong Aldarf Aldecca Aldediba Aldirk Alduha Alduhera Aldus Alebarrogg Alebenes Alech Alecraze Aleiske Alesha Aleshafik Aleton Algetan Algeton Algeus Algoch Algoma Algue Alhalfir Alicephasa Alion Alior Aliothwin Alivya Alkalna Alkoneb Alkul Allah Allamaa Allum Allux Almak Almerf Almeroth Almurnah Alnan Alnavagon Alnil Alochir Alourope Alphad Alphanke Alpheltar Alpher Alphirf Alphogg Alracheri Alraise Alrake Alraki Alramut Alrassim Alraz Alraze Alrium Alsadla Alshen Altab Altaia Altain Altakon Altaygedus Alwaidiske Anaos Ancat Anchellam Arazhamus Arfin Arocid Asarse Ashimoon Ashles Asiastelba Asineta Askabdhar Assab Asten Asterim Astula Athadia Atrak Aulamet Aviauva Azantamut Azham Azhdab Azmin Balah Balshang Balzir Batrak Becrum Belget Bellavior Belluda Benekba Beniastan Benir Benkitan Benun Beton Blamirfak Blazene Botei Braigor Burnah Burzaurux Calam Calwas Camaleh Caphili Caplam Casadfak Catard Caton Catrab Celphonif Chala Chaltaura Chaurogo Curopus Curunkabi Cynock Cynope Cynosua Death Deatorat Debotantab Debothanib Dedusa Denib Dhaurnemin Dhediadar Dhiraian Dhomalra Diadalbah Dragiatri Dragor Drakab Drakis Drope Drothacon Drothez Dscesco Duhedus Dusera Dusim Eddir Eddiri Edira Elbath Elmeinch Elmenekkat Eltark Enelgue Erope Eropus Erraira Etenki Etnavin Fafafnia Fafeyropus Fafira Falkulacor Ferrabium Feyrmuth Flaenen Flasaly Flyatrax Fomat Frabih Fragor Fraigo Frasterago Furak Furopus Furselnax Furseltara Galnid Gedir Gedum Genkitul Giaph Giaphajabi Giedis Gieduingue Gienildat Gientaut Ginax Gladlam Glathwin Glouroxim Gochentam Gomat Gornas Grabath Grakis Grasl Grebatab Hacel Hadhmak Haegrux Hakab Halfirain Hashen Haton Heembuda Helbah Helludarna Hembuda Hogoropus Hyadubra Hydrafera Hydrakib Hydram Hydrazimar Hydrocyon Hydrud Icala Ichera Izarfin Kadalas Kadarkash Kadfarra Kaineb Kajavia Kajavis Kalphaut Kalrasym Karachib Klechili Kleiano Kocha Korol Krakab Krane Ksolluruch Ksorct Ksoroniat Kurope Lesar Machedis Macra Makor Malra Marax Maton Mecrus Mekbud Melebat Melgiammie Mellus Mellux Melux Menatha Menax Menth Merochus Merracruma Merrimacal Meterra Meton Midib Midir Mimar Mimoth Minara Minela Minin Miraffiret Mirakis Mnelnar Mneterka Mosula Motan Motaura Mothafiah Mothfar Mulin Muphea Murisa Muropea Nandennar Nanope Nashak Nastongue Natai Natla Nella Nephakarf Nevin Niatz Nilia Nirka Nistartha Nuben Nubenke Nusich Okurobi Orobith Ourafni Ourzirn Paachim Paard Paash Peath Peathera Pelionib Pelph Phama Phedab Phelgem Pheran Phezn Polivya Pollum Pormalin Poronit Pracal Pramegiand Prazhda Propea Prosa Protaineat Pulus Pusich Pyron Racrud Raecrazet Ragocelm Regat Resarfar Rhajothel Rhalkarth Rukburuch Ryuud Ryuudr Ryuudrabih Sadeb Sadedib Sademineb Sadene Sadham Safake Safar Saffiasten Saiadi Saias Saildumam Salgora Salla Salnih Satab Scefyrbra Scharahada Schbar Schbird Schir Schirk Sciaach Seatlafar Segacor Segal Selmar Sericeleh Serigeteli Shalhadir Shirtak Shleh Sinax Sitabdhius Sitan Skennar Spicalchbi Spicheles Spichelum Spiduheem Storgoros Storma Stria Stulaffik Sualkellus Sualtab Subbah Suben Suhrion Sulurix Suraen Suriffia Surzaura Sutar Sutaran Suudalba Takrai Taygenock Teidhil Terisa Ternelivya Thira Thubba Tiamingue Typheddi Typhib Ununki Veginubirf Vegollafin Vijam Vingue Wasin Weian Weidus Wezelgue Yilia Zarezn Zarmflat Zaurakaige Zaurim Zeneb Zubba Zubheidhim Zubra Zubrachium

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Yu Sōn (eau de parfum) Altaia Nose: Daphne Bugey

Citrus

Inspired by an ancient Chinese poem, the celebration of an encounter that leads to love. Morning's first light shimmers over azure waters that reach into fragrant orange groves. A tale that began long ago turns into love, a promise of enchantment is fulfilled.

Marina and Sebastián first met in Southern Italy, where orange groves flourish by the Mediterranean Sea and the air is warm with the promise of summer. Inspired by the name of an ancient Chinese poem, this fragrance is a celebration of their meeting and falling in love 140 years after their families crossed paths in Argentina.                      

Daphne says: "I was inspired by the Mediterranean summer, choosing the joyful freshness of mandarin, blended with the lively notes of Chinese green tea, in order to undeline the spontaneity of newborn love."

Key notes: Mandarin, Green tea, Orange blossom, Iris, Vegetal amber, Guaiacwood