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dragons-socks · 1 year
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“Oh, then Vita will be my guard.” Artemis nodded. “Thank you, Jared.”
“But I’m  your guard.”
“Then I fire you and give the job to Vita. Vita? Do you want to be my guard?”
“I am honored, your highness.” Vita did as regal a bow as you could while trotting on cold ground.
“So jobless Jared, I am still in need of a secretary.” The man in front of them’s shoulders slumped, but he did agree without too much needling.
I'm writing a book and here is a funny little interaction between my characters!
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cloudyvulpine · 6 months
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hate when i'm info dumping about a *FICTIONAL* villain and someone has the audacity to be like "but they've killed people" or "but they've committed crimes"
i know
but they aren't real
i still want to make out with them
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world-of-fantasy-art · 4 months
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Michael Whelan art
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illustratus · 2 years
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Trantorian Dream by Michael Whelan
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rroderickrowe · 10 months
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Pre-Order Alert!
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You can pre-order member #rroderickrowe 's next book today! Heretic: Lost in Legend Book 1 releases July 15th.
In the year 3115, Priest-Applicant Justice Preston is sent to the ancient home of the Jamari to research his life and miracles. It seems straight forward until... A church gone rogue. An unexpected discovery of Fae. A murderous bishop.
His boyfriend and guide introduces him to the people known as the Tuatha De Cernon. Stagmen. Fauns. Satyrs. Pixies, dryads, nymphs and others. These people have come through a portal opened by the legendary Jamari a thousand years before. They've been living amongst us in secret for all this time.
And he discovers ancient memoirs written by the Sophia Shaman, boon companion to the Jamari. In her own words he finds proof the Church of Jamari has been subverting the teachings of the legend they claim to follow. Any rumor of this discovery will bring the inquisition and the enforcer priests into his life in dangerous and deadly ways.
He can turn the fragile relics over to the church knowing they'll never be seen again. Or, he can find a way to make them public and become HERETIC.
Cernon, High King of the Tuatha De, wants to use the discovery to entice the church into violating a millennia-old agreement and then have his people come out of seclusion.
Justice can choose to be the bait in the trap, or flee into exile with his boyfriend Ian. Ian, as a practicing shaman, has his own deadly secrets from the church which has long forbidden any spirituality outside the influence of the priests.
In his soul-searching, Justice must choose from so many options and deadly paths he finds it near impossible. But time carries him inevitably into his eventual fate.
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alteredstatesstuff · 7 months
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space portal
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absolutebl · 1 year
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Hey, ABL, here's one for you: What do you think of the prospect of a BL parody ?
Has someone done this already ? Maybe l should ask first, has there been a parody of any Asian rom-com, from any source ? Or is it , as they say, too soon ?
I can picture what a BL parody might contain, as l'm sure can you: pour on the tropes ! Anything taken as seriously as we--and the makers--do our BL must be crying out (ahem) for comic relief ... unless we're not in the mood to be made fun of--just yet ?
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There sure has it's called:
A Man Who Defies The World of BL
AKA Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai VS Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko
AKA Absolute BL
And I love it so much I changed the name to this blog to Absolute BL because of it. (I used to be You_Had_Me_at-BL)
It comes from, as it very well SHOULD, Japan in 2021. And I lost my tiny mind over it.
It's on Viki as is the sequel.
It could be argued that Thailand's Secret Crush On You (which I was VERY torn over) has lots of parody elements too. But Thailand just doesn't have the style to be as ironic as Japan can be about these things. Thai cinema has a kind of klutzy earnestness to it that defies true parody.
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Portal Fiction as Parody
Taiwan has a glorious het romance that I highly recommend which is called Lost Romance about an editor of romance novels who falls into one and discovers that she is the bad-girl character and has to manipulate the tropes to survive and become the heroine.
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This kind of "portal to the fictional world" (portal fiction as opposed to portal fantasy) is something Asian screen writers love but is comparatively rare in the western world, but it is a way to parody a genre (see Kdramas Extraordinary You or W) without being blatant about it.
I would LOVE to see one of these done in BL.
I am thinking I would pass it off to Taiwan (or even Korea, except it needs a longer length to be done properly, it's such a complex story) not Thailand or Japan.
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atlantic-riona · 18 days
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hot take but I think a lot of current fantasy has lost the "what the heck" nonsensical vibes and that's why a lot of it is so bad
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advashaviv · 3 months
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Characters out of context tag
Rules: Include one character quote of your choosing ⁠from each chapter of your WIP (or as many chapters as you'd like). Give absolutely no context, save for what's between two parts of an interrupted sentence, should that occur. You may mention who said it.
I'm really grateful for the tag, @star-studded-whales, as I've been mostly off social media lately and I think I am just ripe to return (all hail the Block Button! 🥳)
I will try to post daily as I did so long ago, to keep myself motivated and accountable on my writing. And what a great idea for (once again) Day 1!
Can I motivate you too with this tag, @stesierra? And, umm... haven't interacted much lately. How about you, @sithbelle, @theimperiumchronicles, @s-is-for-steph?
My quotes:
Chapter 1, Banjo: “I’ll just get her children to help. What’s the worst that can happen?”
Chapter 2, Emma: “The sheets!” That was it. “I’ll collect them, you guys make sure all the other windows are closed.”
Chapter 3, Tom: “Come to think of it, I’m not sure any teacher is even capable of being utterly quiet for more than a few seconds. Whenever I see a teacher, they are mostly talking.”
Chapter 4, George: “Did you know they can work together? Thousands of spiders, one epic web.”
Chapter 5, Alice: “But you know what’s weirdest?” Alice let go of her fan and sat cross-legged. “School literature lessons. You would think they’d make you love books, but in fact they make you hate them.”
The WIP:
ADventures Heading up and Down - a cozy fantasy inspired by ADHD.
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clemsfilmdiary · 4 hours
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Gandahar (1987, René Laloux)
Also known as: Light Years
5/4/24
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jamiesonwolf · 1 month
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Portals and Other Worlds - A Short Story
“Will it hurt?” He was surprised by the fear in his voice. He’d been preparing for this for so long and had been psyching himself up for the promised adventure. It had taken him years to get to this point. That kernel of fear in his voice was surprising after all this time when he had been training to feel no fear. Siobhan gave him a kind smile and she came closer to check the electrodes on his…
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authorautumnbanks · 1 month
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Stuck In Another World With A Demon Fox (2)
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There is a difference between falling asleep and being knocked out. Being knocked feels so unnatural, like there is a black hole in my memory.
“Here.”
I jerk back. My eyes snap open. Ohmygod! What is that pungent smell? I gag.
“Do you not eat?” Roharu holds out what I can only assume is fruit. It’s neon pink with thorns. Square shaped. Odd.
“Of course I eat, just don’t wanna eat raw meats or things that smell like crap. Is that even edible?”
Wait a minute. We aren’t in a tree anymore. I stand so quickly my head is woozy, but there’s no time for that, no matter how much my body is yelling at me. How long was I knocked out? The light is blinding. I didn’t think this forest could even get this bright.
“Human.”
“It’s Megan. You know that,” I mutter, rubbing my head. Ouch okay. My hair is tangled as all get out. Not like I keep a comb on me. I must look like a wreck. “Is there like a restaurant around here?”
“Restaurant?” He sounds out the word. “There are no establishments here. Only beasts and the dead.”
Dread coils around me like a snake, strangling me until there is nothing left. Only beasts and the dead? What kind of place is this? I suck in a breath and count to ten. Breathe in. Breathe out.
Damn.
I’m still here in this awful place.
“Then why are you here? You don’t look like one of those things…though you are a bit feral looking.”
Roharu preens. “Hunting.”
“Hunting…what?”
The smile slides off his face for a split second before he plasters it back on like a mask. “If I tell you, I’d have to kill you.” He tilts his head, and even though he’s smiling, the shadows are quivering.
That’s not normal. Shadows don’t quiver. They don’t do anything really, and yet the shadows around Roharu are.
“If you do not eat, you will perish. Unless that is what you are after?” He slices open the fruit with his claws and holds it out again.
I grimace. It smells so rotten like eggs left to sit out on a counter for days and then placed on a hot sidewalk. “How do I know this isn’t a ploy to kill me?” I squint. That’s it. Roharu is trying to kill me. He said he’s hunting. He probably gets off on that kind on that kind of thing. Torture or whatever it is that crazy serial killers do.
“You think I’d resort to poison?”
“I don’t know you at all!” This fox man cannot be serious. He didn’t even try to deny that he would kill me. “You know what, just take me back to where you found me, and I’ll be on my way.” I dust off my pants. The faster I get back to my world, the better. I’m hungry, cranky, and I need a bath like yesterday.
Roharu bites into the fruit and chews slowly. “No.”
Great, he’s going to take me back and I’ll retrace my steps. Maybe I’ll fall into another hole and that will transport me to my apartment. Preferably in my bed.
Wait.
No?
Did he tell me no?
Roharu quirks a brow as he continues to slowly eat the fruit.
“Did you just tell me no?”
“Is human hearing truly that terrible?” Roharu sighs. “Or maybe it’s a lack of comprehension.”
“I’m going to smack you,” I growl, bawling my fists at my sides. “Just take me back to that area and you won’t have to worry about me. It’s a win-win for both of us.”
“Very well.” He tosses the remaining fruit behind him and walks past me. His tail hangs low, swishing gently. That’s a good sign, right? If he was annoyed, then his tail would move in sharp bursts like a cat. Maybe? Dang, I should have paid more attention in that wildlife class I took on a whim. “Are you going to gawk? Or are you going to move?”
I scowl and march after him. “Give me a break. I just woke up from you knocking me out. Thanks for that, by the way. I just loved being knocked out.”
“You’re welcome,” he quips. His ears twitch and he halts. I freeze. My muscles tense. Is it a zombie? Please don’t let it be a zombie. I am not cut out for this. He resumes walking and I suspect the slow pace is more for my benefit as I trip over tree roots and plants that are far too grabby than they outta be.
Seriously, is everything in this depressing forest out to kill me?
“I was being sarcastic. No one enjoys being knocked out.”
“Had I not, you would have shrieked like a banshee and drawn more attention to us.” He glances over his shoulder and his purple eyes shine like jewels. “Your form is…” A fang pokes through his upper lip. “Weak.”
I blink once. Twice. I’m going to hit him. Who is he calling weak? I’m plenty strong. “First of all, I work out.”
“Right.” He snorts.
“I do!” Where does he get off? I walk in front of him, place my hand over my biceps, and flex my muscles. “See, I work out.”
Roharu snorts and then laughs. “You couldn’t even take care of the klarvak, and you think yourself to be strong?”
“Okay, so I didn’t have any weapons on me then, but I could have taken that thing on if I put my mind to it.” I jut my chin out. “I was just letting you show off a little.”
“Even a kit tells tales better than these lies you are trying to weave.” He rolls his eyes. “I’m not in the mood to waste any more time. We will go back to this area, and you will reveal why the undead are looking for you.”
“Buddy, I don’t know why the zombies are looking for me. I’ve never met a dead person in my life. At least not one that could talk back and move around, or want to eat your brains. That stuff only happens in movies. Not real life.”
“M-o-v-i-e-s?” He struggles around the word as though it is foreign. How strange. Some things go over just fine, but Roharu has no idea what a restaurant is or even what movies are. What kind of backwater world is this? God, I’d kill for a cupcake right now. My stomach rumbles. Roharu huffs.
Who cares if he is offended? I am not eating raw meat or pungent-smelling fruits.
The heat is beating down on my back. I wipe my forehead. What the hell is this? This forest is temperamental. Why is it suddenly so hot? My feet ache.
I sniff.
Something sweet is in the air. I’m going crazy. I just know it, but my legs turn and walk left, ignoring Roharu’s growls.
What is that smell? I sniff again. Chocolate?
“Human!”
“Megan,” I reply, off-handily. Seriously, what is that smell, and why is coming from deeper in the forest? It can’t be the zombies. They should smell worse than that weird fruit Roharu tried to kill me with. My mouth drops. Is that…hell yeah! I rush over to the cupcake in the middle of the forest floor. Not even the creepy plants are near it.
This is a sign!
Everything is going to be okay.
“Human!” Roharu calls again, but screw him. I am not sharing my cupcake. He can find his own. I grab the cupcake and hold it in my palm. It even has pink and purple star sprinkles on top of white whipped icing! Oh, this is Heaven. I’m saved. Something to eat finally, and Roharu is taking me back to the portal area.
I’m positive if I look hard enough, the portal will reveal itself.
“This is my cupcake,” I tell him, right before going to take a bite. Something glints and I jerk back.
“What are you doing!” the cupcake yells, wielding two mini swords. I drop it and scream. My cupcake just talked!
I take everything back. This isn’t Heaven. This is Hell! Why are there murderous cupcakes here?
“Get back here!” the cupcake jumps up and down with its little legs that stick out from the green wrapper. It waves a sword at me in anger. “I will fulfill my—ah!” Roharu plucks the cupcake from the ground and holds it out in front of him. “Let me go! You mongrel!”
I snap out of my stupor and walk around Roharu. The cupcake glares at me with its large dark eyes, and I glare right back. “The hell is wrong with you! You don’t just try to kill people.”
“You tried to eat me,” it retorts. “And I have my orders,” it mutters the last part.
“What orders?”
“As if I’d tell you.”
Roharu pinches the bridge of his nose. “Perhaps a little fire will open you up,” he says it so casually, as though he is talking about how hot the sun is.
The cupcake blanches and squirms, trying to get out of Roharu’s hold, but its tiny swords aren’t doing a lick of damage. They might not be hurting Roharu, but those things would have definitely hurt me if its plan succeeded.
“So, you weren’t going to say anything?” I hiss. “About there being sword-wielding cupcakes?”
Roharu slides his eyes towards me and then back to the cupcake in his hand. “They normally don’t travel this far, but more importantly, what idiot picks up a cupcake in the middle of a forest and tries to eat it? Your survival skills are worse than a whelp’s.”
“I’m hungry! Give me a break. Cupcakes aren’t supposed to kill, and they certainly don’t talk.” At least not where I’m from. Sure, someone might get crafty and sprinkle something on a cupcake, but how common is that? Spoiler alert, it’s not. Not at all, unless someone is cheating with someone’s spouse and the whole office smiled in that poor lady’s face. Then it’s common.
I suck in a breath and count to ten. This is fine. Everything is fine. Peachy. This must be a dream. A very, very long dream because I am not walking around with a fox boy, and a cupcake did not try to kill me based on someone’s orders.
Roharu scoffs. “Who are you working for?”
The cupcake snaps its mouth close and crosses its arms. “I’d never tell you.”
“That so?” Roharu smiles and then squeezes the cupcake until it calls for mercy. “Are you ready to talk now?”
“Fine! Fine. I don’t know, okay! It was an order to come out and take care of the human. She’s the only human here.”
I gnaw on the inside of my cheek. Someone told him to come out and take care of me? My face warms. The heat is beating down on me. It’s far too stuffy. Far too humid. Someone is after me? But why? I just got here. How do I already have enemies?
“You in the habit of working for an employer you don’t know?”
“The identity has never mattered. What matters is the coin,” the cupcake says with a scoff. “And she’s worth a pretty coin. Look, if ya help me out, I’ll split it with ya. No big deal. A powerful demon such as yourself wouldn’t want to be shackled with a human, anyway. Trouble they are.”
My blood turns to ice. That overbearing heat? Yeah, I wish I was sweltering right now. Now? Now everything is cold. My body tenses like it is going into shock. Roharu wouldn’t actually kill me, right? We’re kind of friends, though I did threaten to slap him a couple of times, but he knocked me out first, and oh my God, Roharu isn’t saying no.
“Just how much coin are we talking?”
I take a step back. Is he serious?
“50,000 Thi. We split it and both of us could have enough for a small home with a couple of servants.”
Roharu tilts his head and then looks at me. “50,000 Thi, huh?”
I glare. Oh, I dislike that gleam in his eyes. If Roharu tries anything, I’ll go straight for his ears.
“60—40 split, and we’ll have a deal.” Roharu smirks.
My eye twitches. Damn fox.
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rosellerivers19 · 2 months
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If you want to learn about your exchange family’s culture :try the food. WIP
Allen is staying with a girl named Vira’s family while some things are getting sorted out. also Allen is a dragon
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So just a few tad bits of info Vira is in the right and Allen is on the left. Allen is a shapeshifting dragon who took on the appearance of a human boy so he could stay with the Viraj residence.
Vira viraj (the one who found him) soon becomes his best friend and only guide in the puzzling human world.
Well hey at least they get Dosa right?
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--prompt from @flashfictionfridayofficial
"Why would you think that ReletsiTe could call the end times?" Bronislav asked, wrapping his hands inside his sleeves. "She only tells us that we will only see the end of our times when we see the light. And we're going to have none of it tomorrow."
Aleria stood at the window, with only droplets welling up in her widened eyes. Despite the tender care her maids gave her, the little bits of life she clung onto faded from her grasp, and her otherwise pale skin radiated an otherworldly haze. Death couldn't have come closer.
As she glanced at the Lestana Mountains, touched with the little bits of sunlight, she gave a wry smile. If only I could climb up those peaks and shout out to the world that we will do something, she thought. And maybe, ReletsiTe would listen to my pleas and let us live.
"Because she knows how fickle our minds could become. And to make us focus, she has to snap her fingers--with absolute intent."
Bronislav chuckled, but Aleria hinted at a bitterness accompanying it. About how his survival meant for nothing, about how the last few weeks saw them on opposite sides of the realm, fighting their own forces, for something only seen once a year. She turned around, brushed a small curl off from her forehead, then faced his weary eyes.
"As if you had intent to hide the prophecy."
But what was I supposed to do? I didn't think that the timeline would be so haphazard, Aleria thought, biting her finger as if to watch it bleed.
"It wouldn't matter if it's not found."
"But what happens if it is found, and Carina is saved. You'd have to figure out if you still want to reign."
"I still do, yes," Aleria replied, her voice lowering to a stoic calm. "I've been assigned to this responsibility since I was a child, and I intend to see this realm prosper with a clear eye. And if they want to take me away my throne, they would still remember that I saved it once."
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Good news to everyone that follows me- I’m sad about being single again and you get to deal with the consequences
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rroderickrowe · 11 months
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I can't help but share out a wonderful set of reviews I got for my first trilogy. What an amazingly well-done synopsis and review she has given to my novels!
I have a new cover on the first book now, but that was to make it fit in with the rest of the series, NOT because it was the wrong cover. It was the RIGHT cover in so many ways and it's still the one I put out at book shows and events.
Thank you Ida Umphers! I hope you discover the other books I have out there soon!
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