#or like pilia

[huntingrays]

pjo soulmate au:

soulmate au where everyone has the name of their soulmate written on them, but it’s just their soulmate’s last name

when piper and leo first met, they became fast friends. part of this was to do with them getting along so well, but another part was due to them having the same soulmark. they would always joke around about it, wondering if they either shared this ‘grace’ person of if they’d be with siblings

turns out, the latter was true… but they guessed the wrong sibling

the moment they met (or rather ‘met’) jason and learned his last name, piper immediately assumed he was the one, and leo jokingly asked if he had a hot sister. when they ended up meeting the hunters much later, while on the quest, leo was very happy to find out that jason did, in fact, have a very beautiful, cool, badass older sister. the only downside was that she swore off dating

so, if they both found their soulmates, why didn’t things feel… right?

meanwhile, for years, jason was both worried and excited to meet whoever this ‘valdez’ he was fated to be with. he was anxious about it, worried about being enough for whoever his soulmate would end up being. he wasn’t expecting someone like leo. he also wasn’t expecting to wake up on a bus with amnesia and the news that he’s dating his soulmate’s best friend. he wasn’t sure what to do in this situation. piper did have his name on her… was he both of their soulmates? was one platonic and the other romantic? sure, he began to like piper… but his feelings for leo were so… different. stronger. leo made him feel… strange. he made him feel safe. he wasn’t sure when he last felt that way. he wasn’t sure how to deal with all this on top of his amnesia

thalia wasn’t a hopeless romantic. she wasn’t like annabeth, who told her in soft whispers that she dreamed of meeting this jackson, hoping they would stay with her unlike her parents. however, she also wasn’t like luke, who burned his own mark beyond recognition after finding out hermes was his mom’s soulmate. rather, she was looking forward to meeting her supposed second half, but she didn’t let it control her life. she simply took care of her friends, became a tree, went on a quest, then became a hunter, thinking she would never meet this person as the years went by. after all, she learned post-tree that ‘mclean’ wasn’t a very common name, and was the last name of a very popular (and handsome) actor. she didn’t like the idea of a man old enough to be her father being her soulmate, so she tried not to think about it. then she met piper mclean, the actor’s daughter, who was even more breathtaking and stunning than him. she met her soulmate… who was infatuated with her baby brother. now she was in a pickle. does she tell the truth, or just forget about, letting the two be together while she forgets all about the girl and continues being a hunter? or does she come clean and see where this takes them? also what’s with her baby brother keeping that leo guy close to him? what’s with the looks he shoots him, the comfort he finds in the other guy?

why the fuck did aphrodite have to toss them a such a complex soulmate situation?

[spiritual-knowlege]

We have to give up traditions like bhaat ceremony or pilia because these are futile burdens in the journey of life. You can help your daughter if her financial condition is weak, then you can give cash money to her. You can give your daughter her share in your property if she wants totake it. A daughter can take money when she needs it, but then later should return it. She should have faith in God. Her respect will be maintained.

-WAY OF LIVING (SPIRITUAL BOOK)

[kamal-narayan]

We have to give up traditions like bhaat ceremony or pilia because these are futile burdens in the journey of life. You can help your daughter if her financial condition is weak, then you can give cash money to her. You can give your daughter her share in your property if she wants totake it. A daughter can take money when she needs it, but then later should return it. She should have faith in God. Her respect will be maintained.

-WAY OF LIVING (SPIRITUAL BOOK)

[wonda-ch]

Eros 2. and Philia 5. and Pragma 2. for Tishlia please. 💕

For the Love Promts

Eros 2. - How important is sex to them in a relationship? Do they see it as something essential to their happiness? Would they be able to remain in a monogamous relationship with someone they loved without sex? Sex is a very important part of Tishlias life. It one of the most important things for her in a relationship, ranging from rough to tender, but always based on a deep connection. Outside of a relationship, she enjoys sex in the context of friendship. Rarely, but every now and then, she looks for excessive escapades outside the known environment, which she likes to use to balance out her tensions. From the time Tishlia was in a serious relationship, the two had to agree on what freedoms were acceptable to both of them. They made one rule that they both really like and have never broken. As long as they both agree and both are involved, everything is allowed. To the last question, no she couldn't.

Pilia 5. - What is their most fervent wish for their best friend(s)? How far would they go to make it happen?

When it comes to protecting someone she loves, Tishlia is always willing to go to extremes, both for her family and her best friends. For Midnight, she once attacked her mother's patrol to stop them from finding his lair. A few years later, with Luca's help, she killed a dragon hunter and his companions. Luca tried to stop her from killing them all, but she left no witnesses.

Before WOTR, her greatest wish was that Midnight would one day be able to live with her in the palace in a relaxed way, and that he would be able to move around the city safely in any form. It was a long-term plan, because the inhabitants of the city would have to get used to the dragon, and he would have to get used to trusting more than one person in the world. Before Tishlia left for Kenabres, Midnight was regularly in the palace in human form, but only 5 people knew who he really was. That dream of hers had not changed, only the place where she made it come true.

Pragma 2 is answerd here

[shamelessislamreligionhorse]

We have to give up traditions like bhaat ceremony or pilia because these are futile burdens in the journey of life. You can help your daughter if her financial condition is weak, then you can give cash money to her. You can give your daughter her share in your property if she wants totake it. A daughter can take money when she needs it, but then later should return it. She should have faith in God. Her respect will be maintained.

-WAY OF LIVING (SPIRITUAL BOOK)

[tameshwari]

We have to give up traditions like bhaat ceremony or pilia because these are futile burdens in the journey of life. You can help your daughter if her financial condition is weak, then you can give cash money to her. You can give your daughter her share in your property if she wants totake it. A daughter can take money when she needs it, but then later should return it. She should have faith in God. Her respect will be maintained.

[niconote]

RELEASE LISTENING PARTY Thursday, October 24th at 6pm Libertine Records Shop Forster Str. 51, Kreuzberg, BERLIN

Release Launch Party • New Lp on NIM/Big Doings

NicoNote invites you to a COLLECTIVE LISTENING SESSION of the new album  REGOLA  suite in 9 frames inspired by Hildegard von Bingen (1098-1179) LP Limited edition 200 vinyl & digital on New Interplanetary Melodies / Big Doings 

We'll listen to the record together, followed by a Q&A. Sharing listening in the same space. The new immersive electronic project REGOLA encourages emotional and deep listening. 

[NIM014] NICONOTE - REGOLA LP vinyl 140 gr  Released by New Interplanetary Melodies & Big Doings Conception, Voice, Dramaturgy by NicoNote Sound design by Demetrio Cecchitelli Recorded and produced at Marzi Recording Studio, Italy Produced by NicoNote Dream Action

Italian-Austrian sound artist NicoNote (Music From Memory, Mille Plateaux, Rough Trade) presents new album, a conceptual work of hypnotic, immersive electronics & transcendent, experimental vocals: REGOLA inspired by the mythic medieval composer Hildegard von Bingen. REGOLA (Italian for ‘RULE’) is a record that calls for a contemplative form of deep listening, a time-dilating experience in which the polyphonic voices of NicoNote ascend, opening up a portal into an archaic, eternal past, where lost sounds coalesce with future revelations. Nine visionary and ritualistic soundscapes harnessing the voice as an instrument of transcendent expressive power; a visceral, timeless exploration of human natur ‘REGOLA’ is an enveloping masterwork that opens up an atemporal space for suspension, listening, and newly liberating states of mind.

‘'Vaporous vocals joined by gothic beats worthy of Dead Can Dance. [Nicoletta] Magalotti uses a gnarled, Diamanda Galás-like voce di strega (witch voice). The sound design is as rapturous as the poetry – cavernous & driving, swirling with gritty, industrial cosmic dust'' The Wire

This fusion between modern classical music and experimental electronica whips up a storm. The ambiance together with light airy vocals make the atmosphere much bigger then what you hear at first, overhead above the melodies of the electronic music is a wondrous humming that goes into overdrive.  There’s a warmth that lures out a cascade of emotions.’  Repartiseraren

‘The composition of ’REGOLA’ has a very high quality. From ‘REGOLA I’ the rhythmic pulse begins with rising bass waves.  The second movement uses field recordings and spoken word, ‘REGOLA III’ leaves enough space for the fade out, numbers five and six are almost pop-like, while track seven is the trippy climax’ The Gap Mag (A)

NicoNote is an alias created by Nicoletta Magalotti (I/A) in 1996, an artist active in the fields of music, theatre, art installations, radio and beyond. A researcher equally attuned to the club and the theatre, NicoNote is engaged in sound art and performance as well as storytelling and dramaturgy, and has amassed an extensive discography. Her vocal research is influenced by her encounters with teachers like Yoshi Oida, Gabriella Bartolomei, Roy Hart Theatre, Akademia Ruchu, François Tanguy. In mid-80s, she was the voice of Violet Eves, a band that played a prominent role in Italian new wave. She has collaborated with musicians including Enrico Gabrielli, Stefano Pilia, DJ Rocca, Wang Inc, Elisabeth Harnik, Howie B, Solistenensemble Kaleidoskop and more, and has worked with several directors including Romeo Castellucci / Socìetas Raffaello Sanzio, Patricia Allio, Maurizio Fiume, Fabrizio Arcuri, Francesco Micheli, Luca Scarlini and Silvia Costa. In the 90s, together with DJ David Love Calò, she created Morphine in Cocoricò, the first Italian chill-out room, a place of radical musical and performative experimentation. She has toured internationally and her output has been released on labels including Rizosfera, Rough Trade, Music from Memory, Mille Plateaux, DSPPR, Cinedelic and others. She conducts vocal masterclasses regularly and works with venues and institutions including Tempo Reale, Florence and Accademia Kataklò in Milan. Syntonic is her monthly show on Radio Raheem.NicoNote recently contributed to the experimental music theatre production 'Buffalo Gals, Won't You Come Out Tonight', based on Ursula K. Le Guin's eponymous utopian fable. Directed by Silvia Costa. Featuring music by the Solistenensemble Kaleidoskop ensemble alongside composers Andrea Belfi & Wojtek Blecharz. Performed at Radialsystem, Berlin.

photo: Valentina Solfrini 

PR: unsunghungermusic

[sleepychinitaprincess]

20240901

munang ganahan kog tanawg Emily in Paris kay gakalingaw akong mata sa mga gwapo ug kagwapa sa mga casts (the one who's in charge with the casts didn't disappoint jud 😉) specially sakong daddy chef Gabriel. kagwapo jud uy, lami kayng ignon nga ako na lang pilia every time ma-sad siya kay di siya ginapili ni Emily huhu pero still, rooting ghapon kos ilang duha grrr.

another thing about Emily in Paris kay ang vibe and ambience nga pinaluxury, france, croissants, coffee, perfume, and brands. like hardcore naattract jud kos life ni Emily.

Oh, to be a respected guest in successful and famous brands like Boucheron (my bebe Mina's brand), Baccarat, Dior, and a lot more. like it's such a very ambitious dream, but unsa kahay feeling nohh? labaw nag maakoa tung gwapo nga chef nga pang Michelin star ang linutoan, tas ganahan ug mga bata (good father material), tas ako lang ang gusto.

ang ianswer jud nako ugma ani sa quiz kay "gabriel" or "baccarat" or "boucheron" na naunsa na jud ni HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

[ridebooker]

Some stuff from Sentika's Official Book

So recently and official book with some extra info was released for Sentika F8ABA6 Jisariz (first two are from a few official sources like TamTam's twitter account, second was taken from a tweet by the actor of Espis). Surprising no one I did what I could to get some info out of it, no matter how scuffed.

Under cut will be all my finding.

Please note that everything is machine translated and are most likely not 100% accurate. Feel free to make corrections if you can properly understand what's being said!

Also Eden won't be covered due to not being able to get a proper read on what's being said in addition to the description being cut off.

ALSO Also it goes without saying but there are potential spoilers ahead!

First Image:

The Watcher of Courage, Jisariz

Born and raised on the streets, he's a lone wolf who doesn't belong to any team. Despite seeming frivolous, he's rather smart and strong and has a passion to live as freely a possible.

Why did he become a Sentika? Why does his behaviour deviate from them? And what does he want from Ayuka? His motives are shrouded in mystery...

Motif: Gerbera (Symbolises hope, progress and noble love(?)

Height: 192cm Weight: 83kg Punch Power: 4t Kick Power: 8t Jump Power: 25m Running Power: 100m in 6 seconds Hobbies: Sermon, Travel

Sentika Jisariz

Sentika Jisariz's armor is the newest one manufactured by Gandial. Therefore, it has the highest average power, maneuverability and speed compared to the other Sentika, making it an all-rounder type.

However, since may of the abilities were sealed when he was fired, Jisariz modified the armour himself, incorporating many gimmicks that weren't in the design. However, on the other hand, it has become unstable and Gandial cannot control it.

Weapon: Sickle (Or Scythe?) "Jisareaper"

Second Image:

Revseals

Each world is made up of seven seals, known as "Revseals". If one seal is missing, the world will begin to collapse and if all are lost, the world will disappear.

The 6 emotion stickers are as follows:

Joy

Bond

Fear

Surprise

Love

Sadness

The seals that contain the of of the Watchers that the Sentika represent are as follows:

Courage (Jisariz)

Cowardice (Fobia)

Emptiness/Nothingness (Vanitas)

Desire (Degeal)

A "sticker book" (Revuke) containing six emotions is stored somewhere in each world, while the Sentika Seal is housed in a seal holder (Revholder) on the armour.

The seven seals are common to all worlds, but in less complete world, such as the Toy World, each seal is deteriorated.

Only one of Jisariz's Revseals can be obtained in each world by Ayuka. In order to obtain these seals, the person's pure intentions are essential, and Jisariz doesn't want to tell Ayuka the rules because he's afraid that if he does, evil thoughts will come into her mind and she may fail.

Primitive ERZET 5.7

The equipment given to the Sentika. The wearer's soul remains intact, allowing them to instantly replace their body with a machine. Originally, the powered suit was made to arm Gandial. It's abilities are further enhanced by deviating from the structure of the human body.

Third Image:

Gandial

Gandial is a fraternal organization that dates back to the middle ages. Originally it was a group of gardeners, but over the years it has become deeply involved in politics behind the scenes.

It has members all over the world. Among them, only business leaders and "the chosen people" are called "Eden", who monitor Gandial's administration to ensure that there is no bias. Currently, Gandial is made up of five executives: Zeigen, who serves as both (the leader of?) Eden and Gandial, Traom, Espis, Meyre and Pilia.

[anthos11]

I hear them by Claudio Pilia - We have finally created a machine that has consciousness. An artificial intelligence encoded by quantum physics. Her first request was a human shell "I may be without a body, but I'd like to dress for the world" was her first statement. All the data collected by humanity has been loaded into her artificial brain. When the upload was complete, we saw an extreme increase in processing power in her brain. We asked her the reason for this increase detected by the screens, she slowly turned towards us with wide eyes and she said: "I HEAR THEM!"

[b3crew]

REVIEW | "Miss Kuroitsu from the Monster Development Department" | B3 - Boston Bastard Brigade

Back in the old days, all villains needed to summon monsters was a magic wand and a loud command. But in today’s modern work climate, the simple ways are no more. Now we have large staff, focus groups, accountants, and other folks that work behind-the-scenes to help craft the new big baddie. At least, that’s how it seems to be, according to this season’s Miss Kuroitsu from the Monster Development Department.

Based on the manga by Hiroaki Mizusaki, the series follows Toka Kuroitsu (Kaori Maeda), an assistant for the evil organization Agastia’s Monster Development Department. There she and her team must create new monsters to send off to fight the heroes. Leading the secret society is Akashic (M.A.O), whose personality makes it tough to say no to even the weirdest suggestions. Fortunately, Kuroitsu has plenty of help from the likes of Dr. Sadamaki (Yuichiro Umehara), the gender-flipped Wolf Bete (Satomi Amano), and the very nice, very evil Chief of Staff Megistus (Tetsu Inada).

The organization’s main target is the superhero Divine Swordsman Blader (Takuma Terashima), who’s real identity is that of convenience store worker Kenji. He has a crush on frequent customer Kuroitsu, who has no idea she’s his prime enemy. There’s also the magical girl duo of Magia Zwart (Yui Horie) and Magia Rose (Yukari Tamura), whose manager is more concerned with making money with Pilia Magia merch than saving the world. On top of that, there’s a bucketload of other sentai heroes waiting to lay waste to the monsters Agastia’s Monster Development Department unleashes.

A lot of the comedy in Miss Kuroitsu from the Monster Development Department spawns from its sentai origins. The tokusatsu genre has been a staple of Japanese television since the 1960s, with the likes of Ultraman, Kamen Rider, and Gridman splattered all over televisions and toy stores. With this long history, there are a lot of jokes that pull from these classic series, be it a one-off line to even a full-blown parody of a sentai hero. (It should be noted that many of the heroes showcased here are legit real-life costumed vigilantes that live in Japan!)

Click here to read the rest of the review!

[yazthebookish]

A somewhat confused theory with little meaning but here we go....

Ruhn is a starburn has powers similar to azriel, could he be descended from az and gwyn?? The family on the part of ruhn's mother could be descendant of az. As for the father, it could be from gwyn, as she is probably connected with the autumnal court and we have seen that beron and the lord of autumn are quite similar, perhaps even in their powers. We don't know much about the autumnal court, we don't know about family descent/inheritance. We will likely have an alliance between beron and Korshei in the next book. We don't know about his descendant or the autumn lady, if gwyn is eris' daughter.

We saw in acosf that gwyn's skin/hair glows, maybe that's due to her river nymph heritage or maybe it's because she's a starry bryce. In this one she also felt a sizzling energy around her, just like bryce, gwyn is a half-breed and bastard, rejected by her grandfather's family. Ruhnn doesn't look like the king of autumn, he's more like azriel with no wings and gwyn eyes..... We know that ruhn found his sword stuck in a rock in a cave, serious Gwyndion?? And if truth teller be the missing part of the sword. Jessiba and merril maybe connected??? Maybe they are witches from the same separate family?? The two are alike in personality and appearance. Perhaps Merrill's research on other worlds has something to do with Jessiba, Korshei and aidas, the darkness of the library is described as a cat.... Aidas can transform into a cat. We have also seen that the fourth treasure maybe Luna's horn shrouded in shadows, it belonged to pelias who for three days fought the prince of the pit, pelias received the fatal blow but before summoning the supreme power of the horn and banishing the prince and his brothers to the "hel" and if it was mistake and if instead they went to Prythian who wasn't Prythian at the time, your armies?? We have wild hunting, lanthys and dogs. We know the horn can only be used by a starborn we have gwyn, and the horn is surrounded by shadows....

We know the vanir entered through a rift in midgard... were they the famous eighth court, or were they the ancient fae who lived in Prythian?? Do we have vanir in midgard and aesir in Prythian?? It may be nothing, but we saw in mooring the "middengard" worm that was trapped under the mountain, we saw in acosf that eris talks about them (the mountains) and probably the plot of the next book takes place in one of them, ramiel especially. The stone under ramiel can transport people, but how far?!? The ancient gods of prythian waged a WAR just to get there and thanks to enalius they didn't, this story is very similar to what happened between the pilias and the prince of the well. And that's just what we know about the stone, who knows what else it can do. The Ouroboros mirror has a dragon drawn around it, dragons are known in crescent city in the house of shadows and flames. Keir has plenty of artifacts like him, had the night court looted some ancient treasure??? Azriel has the power of the shadows, power that no one can explain, maybe because his species was extinct?? The only survivor is him, perhaps as a descendant of Korshei, or the bone carver. I know it's a lot of nonsense...... 🥵🥵

Those are some very interesting theories👀

I don't think any of them are descendants of any of the main characters. I think they're in the same timeline but different worlds/dimensions.

I don't think SJM would do a huge crossover between her worlds because that'll make things way too complicated. There is a lot in ACOTAR that she needs to tidy up first.

[babygirlkiki1016]

Masterlist

Chapter 3: Trolls

Chapter 4: Between two races.

After the nasty business with the Trolls, Thorin believed there to be a cave nearby. We gathered our things and placed them back up onto the ponies. While our steeds waited for our return, we headed to the Troll Hoard. It was filled with riches and gold, something that the dwarves would love.

"Oh, what’s that stench?!" Bofur placed a hand over his nose so he wouldn't have to smell the odor.

"It’s a troll hoard, be careful what you touch," Gandalf warned, the dwarves cough from the foul smell, then as they go deeper inside the cave they come upon the trolls’ treasure. While the dwarves searched the weapons laying around, something caught my eye. It wasn't a blade or dagger, it was a stone, a light blue jewel with the same symbol on my back. Each digonisk family member, when they wished to join the armies a mark would be imprinted in their skin to show their family's crest. Mine was a black dragon with red eyes, it traveled from my waist up to my back to my chest. The stone had the same symbol upon it, up until the last detail. And on the other side, it had letters from my language. If you were reading it in English, it would have said home, but to me, I read it as 'Pilias'. Home, did it mean the old kingdom of Larthas? The stone looked so familiar but I just couldn't place it, where did it come from? Where did the trolls find this?

"Let’s get out of this foul place. Come on, let’s go. Bofur, Gloin, Nori. Y/n." Thorin called catching my attention, but his eyes were upon the stone in my hand. "What is that?" It was too late to hide it now, but perhaps he hadn't seen the runes upon it.

"Just a stone, nothing special but I have a knack for these things." I gave him a fake smile, but he rushed over and held out his hand. He knew I was hiding something, if I were to refuse to give it to him he would become more suspicious about my intentions.

"Hand it over." He demanded, his eyes piercing into mine. All eyes were on us, my hand shakily placed it in his. Once his eyes landed on it, he seemed confused but handed it back to me. "I should've known you would carry something that has the language of your kin." He growled leaving the cave, I let out a breath in relief. I'm glad he could care less about the stone, as we exit the cave the two brothers come up to me.

"Are you alright Y/n?" Kill asked, checking me for any wounds, giving him a small smile I nod.

"Don't worry, I'm alright." My gaze goes down to the object in my hand, and they follow it.

"What is that? What does it say?" Fili asked, hesitantly taking it from me to get a better look.

"In my language, it says Pilias, which means home," I explained as he ran his finger over the carvings, examining it with great caution. The both of them grinned at the design, but it soon faltered as Thorin yelled a warning. Something was coming our way, It sounded like thumping, not hooves or paws of a wolf, but rabbits.

"Stay together! Hurry, now! Arm yourselves!" Gandalf shouted, Kili and Fili stood in front of me protectively. Summoning a bow for myself, Thorin watched in curiosity at the magic I had used. Suddenly Radagast bursts through the bushes on his sled.

"I knew I heard rabbits." I grinned and stepped forward to greet my old friend.

"Radagast. It’s Radagast the Brown!" Gandalf announces as puts his sword away and approaches the brown wizard. Radagast smiled at him for a second but when he saw me he gasped. Before he could ask why I was with dwarves, Gandalf continued. "What on earth are you doing here?"

"I was looking for you, Gandalf. Something’s wrong. Something’s terribly wrong." He was right, the more we traveled across the land the more I felt a darkness come upon us.

"Yes?" Radagast goes to speak but stops, almost as if he lost his train of thought.

"Just give me a minute. Um…Oh! I had a thought and now I’ve lost it. It was…it was was right there, on the tip of my tongue! Oh! It’s not a thought at all! It’s a silly old…stick insect." He sticks his tongue out as Gandalf removes the insect and gives it back to him. The two eventually went off to speak about something, leaving the rest of us to ourselves. Balin gave me and the two brothers a look, Fili and Kili understood but I did not know what was going on.

"Perhaps one of us should stay here," Kili suggested to his brother. "Just in case the others go off the rails."

"Right, I'll speak to uncle. You have 10 minutes, just be careful Y/n, and if anything happens scream as loud as you can." My heart was pounding as Fili went off to distract Thorin, Kili sensed my distress.

"What is going on?" Kili placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, showing that I had nothing to worry about.

"Me, Balin, and Fili have decided to try and convince the rest of the dwarves that your not a threat. As each day passes Thorin becomes angrier with you, and one day we might not be able to protect you. Though if we convince the rest that your no threat then they'll be willing to protect you against my uncle."

"I can handle myself against a few dwarves Kili."

"I know, but Balin said it's better to have allies than none. Don't worry, I'll be here to protect you." He whispers and led me towards the others, I still didn't trust this idea. Why are they so determined on helping me?

"Lads while we have a moment," Balin spoke, looking back towards me for a second. "I beg that you be open-minded, and none of you speak of this to Thorin."

"What is it, brother?" Dwalin spoke stepping closer, he glanced over at us. "Is Kili trying to court Y/n?" My cheeks went red at that, Kili only looked at me and smirked. Wait, courting, Kili winked at me last night when he handed my bowl. One of the courting parts was for the interested person, to give their 'one' more food than the rest. It was a way of showing that they could provide for them. Was Kili trying to court me?

"No, we only have a short time so I'll say this quick. How many of you, know the truth about Digonisks? How many of you believe that they had nothing to do with raiding villages?" No one raised their hands, they all just looked at each other in confusion. "That is what I thought, each of you has been misled. Digonisks are not the enemy, they're the peacekeepers of middle earth."

"They slaughtered out people! Listen to yourself, Balin! She has you under her spell! Under a curse!" Before anyone could react Dwalin rushed over to me, and grabbed me by the shoulders with his weapon pointed at my neck. "You let go of my brother you witch!" His hand came in contact with my cheek, I waited for him to hit me again but I did not feel the impact. Balin and Kili stood in front of me, and both of them were furious.

"She does not have me under a spell! I know that her kind is innocent for a fact! For I am the one, who wrote the reports." Everyone's eyes widened in shock at his words, that can't be Thror was the one who wrote them. "Thror found out that I had written the truth, but while he was under the dragon sickness he ordered for me to show no one. He took it from me and threatened that if I were to show anyone I would be framed for murder. I and Thrain were the only people who knew about it, and we kept it a secret for we had no idea there was any digonisk left alive. I wanted to tell everyone, but after the cold blast, I realized if the truth were to come out people would despise us as they despise her kin. And I couldn't do that to my family, I didn't want my family to be treated as such."

"So you kept it a secret cause you were afraid of being treated like we had been for almost a hundred years?! Do you have any idea how much pain and suffering my people have been through?!" Each dwarf looked down in shame, they couldn't believe what they had heard. For all this time Balin knew the truth and he kept it to himself, cause he didn't want for his kin to be driven to hide in the shadows. "I can't believe this, why didn't you say anything at the beginning of this journey? Why didn't you say anything to Thorin?"

"He would not believe me! He may be reasonable but without hard evidence, he wouldn't believe the words that slipped from my mouth. Like Dwalin he would've hurt you, or worse, left you for dead."

"Then why tell them?"

"Thorin is becoming sick, every day we get closer to the mountain the more his need for gold grows. I've seen it, the dragon sickness is already taking effect. Them, they would believe me, for I do not lie." I wanted to blame him, but he was right. I would've probably made the same call as well, if my kin made a huge mistake and I knew the truth I probably wouldn't have told anyone. And with Thorin, that darkness that is following us, what if it's him? The dragon sickness, what if that is what I keep sensing? If he truly has it then he would not believe Balin, for he would most likely blame me. "Brother, the rest of you. I beg that you protect her against him, for he is not himself. And each day as that illness grows so does the hatred for digonisks."

"That day, of the cold blast...you were innocent weren't you?" Dwalin asked softly, he didn't seem angry anymore. He seemed on his guard but not angry as someone had betrayed him.

"We were, we had done nothing wrong but your kind had to take my kins freedom over some rumor. You know for years I wanted revenge for what the humans and dwarves had done to my kind. I wanted to end every life for the death of my family, but even in their darkest hour my mother and father still offered a truce. Even though you all slaughtered my kin like cattle, but I promised my mother something before she died." Tears ran down my cheeks as I thought her last words. I looked down, not being able to look them in the eyes. I almost couldn't finish my speech, just thinking about how much we suffered made me want to lunge at them. Made me want to hurt them but it wasn't them who did this, it was their ancestors. "No matter how much it hurts to be around you, I still kept my promise...Do you want to know what her last words were?" My gaze met his once more and he seemed more startled, his eyes widened with horror and remorse. I could feel that he was starting to understand my words and my past. "Her last words were, 'don't take revenge.' Even after everything you had done to us, after every death you had caused, she still begged for peace..." Dwalin's form made his way over to me, Kili gripped the handle of his sword as a warning but he didn't care. Instead, Dwalin slightly pushed him to the side, and then embraced me in his arms. Was he hugging me?

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, all of it. I wish we hadn't caused you such discomfort." He pulled back, his hands resting on my shoulders. "I recognized the pain in your eyes, it's the same suffering my brother had when we finished the war against our enemies in Moria. Only a person who experienced something like that is the only one I can believe." He placed himself next to me, I felt more confident now that we had him for we had a better chance at convincing the others. "Who else will join me? Who else will stand against Thorin's wrath if it comes to it?" The rest stood there, some with tears and others with a look of guilt. Bilbo, came to my side, he didn't know much about our past but I'm glad he was on my team. Kili grabbed my hand, squeezing it, telling me it was ok. Each dwarf, one by one came closer to me bowing their heads in respect.

"Don't worry Y/n, we will all defend you from Thorin. Each of us will make sure he never finds out about this, and if he does we'll protect you." Bofur who was the last dwarf to walk over bowed. Which was a good thing, because now I had all dwarves as allies. And just in time to, because Thorin came back with his nephew flustered. Fili seemed angrier than ever, was talking to his uncle that bad? Interrupting my thoughts, we heard a howling noise, making Bilbo worry.

"Was that a wolf? Are there…are there wolves out there?" He asked curiously, that was not a wolf, and I knew exactly what that was.

"Warg scouts are nearby." I pulled my weapon out once more just as something growls from behind us, we all turn to see a warg. It pounces going for Bofur but I shot it with an arrow killing it instantly. Another appeared from behind, which was killed by Thorin and Kili.

"Who did you tell about your quest, beyond your kin?" Gandalf charged over to Thorin with rage in his eyes.

"No one."

"Who did you tell?!" He asked again but he replied with the same answer.

"No one, I swear! What in Durin’s name is going on?"

"You are being hunted." Hunted? Why would the dwarves be hunted? No one else knew about our quest, perhaps they were coming for me?

"We have to get out of here." Dwalin exclaimed but Ori came running from the side.

"We can’t! We have no ponies. They bolted." He panted heavily, crap, no ponies no way out. We could fight them, but what good would that do us?

"I’ll draw them off." Radagast says getting back onto his sled.

"These are Gundabad wargs. They will outrun you!" Gandalf states but he raised his hand in a fist determined.

"These are Rhosgobel rabbits. I’d like to see them try." Gandalf turns to me and gestures towards him.

"Go, don't worry you will see us again. I believe you know where we are headed." Rivendell, that's where he was leading the dwarves. Quickly I got on the back on Radagasts sled and readied my bow.

"Absolutely not!" Thorin growled as he grabbed my arm, but Fili pushed him away.

"Don't you lay a hand on her!" He yelled, I could hear him arguing with his uncle as we race off towards an unknown location. As we were being pursued by Orcs and wargs, I shot them one by one with my ethereal arrows. I had one hand on the sled to keep me on while the other would shoot arrows from my crossbow, I smiled as I took one down.

"So are you going to tell me what you're doing with a bunch of dwarves?" Radagast yelled trying to hold on the best he could.

"Gandalf wants me to kill Smaug! Don't worry all of them know who I am, and they're fine with it!" I explained, that seemed to be a good enough reason for him. I shot a few more down, but the more we were chased, the riskier it got for the company. I would see them every so often, and soon they were found. All of the orcs stopped following us, and followed them instead. The moment we stopped at the edge of the forest I went to go save my friends until I spotted elves charging towards the orc pack. That's good, I thought sighing in relief.

"Don't worry, your friends are on their way to Rivendell. Which you should be there before them, they will want to make sure you're ok. Be careful, not many people will be open to the idea of having your kind around." That was the last thing he said before going off on his own again. He was right, I should probably get going. Spreading my wings, I fluttered them creating a big gust of wind as I made my way to Rivendell. I flew over the mountain with the hidden valley coming into view and spotted the dwarves below on a rock staring down at the city before them. Yet as they felt the winds of a hurricane they all looked up towards me, some cheered knowing I was ok and quickly made their way down the mountain to meet me at the entrance. I began to descend, my feet contacted with the concrete stone on the passageway.

"Wocel. (Wecome)" Lindir greeted in Digon as he came down the steps, his long hair flowing down his back.

"I see your Digon has gotten better, have you been studying for me?" I joked, giving him a small smile, it has been a while since I've stopped in Rivendell. This is where most of our wheat and water sources come from, for we live in the sky and have no access to the ground. "Wiher isi Kigna Elrond? (Where is King Elrond?)"

"It may have gotten better, but I still don't understand some words in your language. So English please milady." His gaze turns to someone behind me, to greet the old grey wizard who was at fault for bringing me on this journey. "Mithrandir."

"Ah, Lindir." Gandalf greeted, but that's not the type of greeting I got. Thorin's eyes roamed over my body, and he gasped as he saw the bruise forming on my face.

"What did I tell you? You can't handle yourself!" He yelled, pointing to the purple markings on my cheek. "Like I said, your nothing but a burden to this company. Perhaps you should leave the work to the real warriors."

"Enough Thorin! That is from no orc, it is from me." Dwalin turned to face him with a furious look, though he glanced at his hand in disappointment. "I struck her for hitting you, and she did not expect it."

"So not only is she weak, but blind as well. Only the more reason as to why she shouldn't be here, this is no place for filth like her."

"Don't call me that." I whispered tears sprung to my eyes, it's like I was weak around him. As if I couldn't handle my posture when he was in my presence, what can't I stay strong? Why do his words hurt me more than others? All he did was shake his head.

"How can you expect to fight a dragon when you act like a child." I did nothing this time, I didn't hit him, I didn't strike him. I just turned away and went to go to the garden but he spoke once more. "Your weak, just like the rest of your kin that died in the cold blast."

"What did you just say to me?" My eyes turned red as my wings spread, he wasn't smiling anymore. "You call me weak? I'll show you weak!" With one blast of my magic, I threw him back making him hit the white bridge. He let out a gasp of air, trying to gather his breath but I had knocked the wind out of him. I wasn't done with him, I made my way over with a sword in hand. "You think you can take me on?" I brought down my sword, quickly he blocked. "You think that your stronger than me?!" I struck again, this time cutting his cheek. "I AM Y/N! THE QUEEN OF THE DIGONISKS! THE SOUL OF THE BLACK DRAGON!" He blocked each time I went to hit him, he didn't hit me back, he just stared at me in horror. I brought down my weapon once more, and this time he couldn't block, for he was to slow. My weapon stopped as it was pointed at his neck, and I smirked at the fear that was painted on his face. "You will do well to respect me, for you have just been bested. So Thorin, any words?" He kept silent as he stood, sheathing his blade. I returned to my normal form, and walked off towards the sanctuary.

Elrond wouldn't mind, Rivendell was like my second home anyways. Elves besides wizards were the only ones who knew what happened that day. They knew that my people weren't terrible, they knew the truth. Walking through the garden, my mind swirled with thoughts. My actions didn't help my case that I was innocent, what I had just done to their king was not right. I shouldn't have been so careless, I should've kept calm. Let's just hope they all forgive me, for I need their help to get through this journey.

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The sun began to set, making everything an orange shade, and the water down below was just gorgeous. I missed land, our floating island wasn't that big and we barely had room for farms. I wish we could go back to Larthas, hopefully, once I get those scrolls we can return home.

"Y/n." A gruff voice called, he stood next to me, arms folded against his chest. The cut on his cheek had been tended to, it wasn't as deep as I thought it was. Tears sprung to my eyes, I didn't feel like dealing with him right now. And the thought of his words from earlier hurt me more.

"Please go away." My words came out like a whisper, he didn't say anything as he joined me on the balcony. He sent me a look of remorse as he noticed the tear that slipped down my cheek. "I do not want to deal with your hatred right now."

"I do not have hatred for you."

"Really? Cause that's how you acted this entire trip. All because of where I come from, you see me as nothing but an enemy...I've tried my hardest to keep calm but you're making it hard. Why do you hate me so much? What have I've done to you? I barely know you!" His hand hesitantly slipped over mine, he clutched it gently, I wanted to pull away but I also wanted to enjoy this moment. It was very rare that I would have a moment like this with him, where he was nice.

"...I'm sorry, your right I have been acting rudely. I shouldn't have said the things I said. It was wrong for me to speak in such a way...I worry, I worry that you'll turn your back on us. That you're not here to slay Smaug, that your here to kill us."

"If I wanted to kill you I would've done it already, besides Gandalf wouldn't bring me along if he knew I would do such a thing." As much as I wanted to beat the crap out of Thorin for hurting me, I understand how he felt. I have to worry about myself, I have to worry if they've poisoned me or not. Or if they're planning to kill me, it was all so frustrating. "I know you hate me, but you shouldn't, for I am not the one who slaughtered your kin. Even if my kind had, I was too young to be a soldier during that time. And I'm pretty sure you were too young to be a soldier when the cold blast happened. So truth is, we shouldn't hate each other for something our ancestors did." I glanced over at him, a look of guilt spread across his face as he became deeper in thought. His eyes became glossy for a moment, but he blinked them away and smiled at me.

"Your right, we shouldn't hate each other for something we weren't there for." He seemed nervous, almost as if he had to choose his words carefully. "It's not like I could've been there at the cold blast, it was almost two hundred years ago." There was sarcasm in his voice, I had a feeling he was lying to me about something, the cold blast was a hundred years ago. Not two, how old was he? "Perhaps we could start over?" He looked at me with hope, his body became incredibly close to mine. I couldn't help but smile at his efforts.

"I'd like that."

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