#A Chant for Blood
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simonnebethel · 9 months ago
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900 words done today for my romantasy novel 🥳 i’m trying to get halfway by the end of the month. As a reward, I’ll start editing a chapter a day of A Chant for Blood to get it ready for beta readers. I’m like, jittering with excitement because i havent felt this motivated in a while, but it’s 2 am and I must slumber 😔
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originalartblog · 8 months ago
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Now this is what I call a fight!
Based on @whathorselegs' wish/headcanon post, about Atsushi and Chuuya fighting and Atsushi's claws cutting through Chuuya's gravity manipulation. The visual of it gripped me by the throat.
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hinamie · 7 months ago
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choke you back like fingers
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firebolt-bedtime · 8 months ago
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Something often overlooked about age regression is that it's not always about soft, comfortable things. Sometimes it's about allowing yourself to make impulsive choices. Sometimes it's about being okay with getting your clothes dirty outside; you don't have to worry about cleaning them now. Sometimes it's about the impulse to break and destroy things, even things you really like and care about. These things aren't opposed to being small, they can very much be a part of it.
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aquarines · 2 months ago
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big fan of when he is covered in blood
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hajihiko · 1 year ago
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Fuyuhiko stared back at him, still unable to focus his vision. "You…" Hajime barely kept himself from grabbing Fuyuhiko's hand to try to encourage him. Mikan hadn't bandaged the many, many wounds there, yet. "Yeah. Me."
again, from this writing by @causeitsagame .
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arkangelo-7 · 2 months ago
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“Children of the Corn” but it’s the Batkids just trying to scare the shit out of Clark
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derww · 10 days ago
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DAY 24: BACKSTAB
CW: Violence, death
I can't do this, he tells himself, and his hands are shaking. And then he does it. Pangi doesn't even have time to say anything – dripstone pierces his legs, and then Zam cleaves his skull with an axe. His blade, hands, face, and body become sticky and wet. He stares at his partner's corpse until it disappears. And then he mechanically turns to the spawntrapped bed.
His head is insanely heavy. It hums and hums and hums as if it contains a hive of angry bees. Dun, dun, dun, dun, his insanely pathetic heart rumbles, drowning out the sounds outside.
make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent
make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent make him repent
MAKE HIM REPENT
Pangi respawns. He tries to talk to him – Zam does not hear even a word, only sees his mouth gaping. Pangi tries to defend himself, but he has absolutely nothing. Pangi tries to escape, but Zam kills him before. Some of the blood gets into his eye.
It's ugly. He does not feel joy. Is this what people find fun? Is this what he was supposed to become? Is this the real price of the right to destroy the world?
slash. slash. slash. slash. slash.
Pangi seems to stop talking at some point. He doesn't cry – too much experience on the server, too much time spent with Zam – but it seems that there is disappointment in his eyes – condemnation, Zam decides, he condemns me. 
Pangi opens his mouth, trying to say something last, but Zam lowers his saber one last time, and somewhere in the distance there is a rumble of a ban. Pangi's corpse does not disappear. He stares at him for a while longer. He buries him on the spot. There are still not enough hearts in his chest.
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simonnebethel · 10 months ago
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Karliah comes from a very long line of ancient priestesses, however for the past 50 generations or so, ever woman in her matrilineal line has been stuck on a farm in the middle of the Blōthan-Tre Forest. She just so happened to leave when the barrier surrounding the farm weakened and came into contact with the Sanctum, an ancient temple that is home to the eldritch worm god. She has been hearing whispers ever since, but tells herself it is nothing but the wind. She fears the ancient temple, and so has never set foot inside of it.
She has no knowledge of her family’s history, but will learn in one of the later books when she is forced to set foot in the temple 🤭
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simonnebethel · 10 months ago
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Second Draft of Account of Calamity A Chant for Blood is done 🥳 I'll do some minor edits before looking for beta readers 🙏
The second draft has 24,000 more words than the first draft, which amounts to 115,155. Pretty big for a fantasy novel 😅
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soupyloopyx · 4 months ago
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Remus: you forgive
James: you forget
Sirius: but you never let it go
Peter: the gap between "it" and "go" tbh
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tls12lessthan3 · 7 months ago
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which demon do i have to sacrifice to in order to get easily accessible orv merch. im not even asking for an english translation at this point. and by easily accessible im not saying it has to be at target or anything. just findable 🙏 please god
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copper-skulls · 2 months ago
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come back from the dead and kill a motherfucker
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nicollekidman · 1 year ago
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blood in the mouth 🥰🥰
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sirvinter · 17 days ago
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Death Notice
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brain-rot-central · 2 months ago
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Wouldn't it be sooooo crazy if a mortal Tav drank some of AA's blood and inherited demonic powers. That would be soooo wiiiiiiiiiild lololol
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