#Narat

[wally-b-feed]

Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Zarre Le Narat, 2023

[nothingbizzare]

New fashion star ✨️

[ecto-stone]

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[moonymellyyy]

…Guess who just read The Song of Achilles in two days…and sobbed insanely over it…

[viktoria-policorn]

I love LOTR storytelling so much, having such info dumps in appropriate places really adds depth to the story.

I like when narrator is all-seeing and all-knowing (not just the protagonist) so you can see a story from different angles and when needed, emotions and feelings of different characters are revealed. The story feels more full and objective in this way.

From my first read I remember the POV suddenly jumping to "other characters" only once when it was needed (Faramir and Eowyn, Gollum)

[vellichorom]

Which narrator did you lose to

the beloved braisedhoney ~ ✨

[squarebracketsmileyface]

Okay, so. I've got the bulk of this done now, I think, and the polls are going so that's the next bit I need to do once they're done. But... What would you say if on Christmas I posted like, 6 old fics I'm refurbishing for the Marble Hornets and Everyman HYBRID fandoms?

They're all gonna go up at the same time, all in a series called something like "Monni's Christmas present" and they're mostly all E rated ones (because this is me we're talking about). Most of them are around 10-20k ish words, though one is only like 1k and another is about 40k.

They're all older fics of mine that I wrote for another fandom that I'm no longer in, and having them up still was just making me feel weird and gross, but I still genuinely adore my writing in them, so I don't want to delete them, but having them on anon isn't enough, and orphaning them isn't something I wanna do either, so I thought I'd refurbish them, swap out all names and descriptions etc and reupload them for the EMH and MH fandoms. I'm currently getting them all ready in my ao3 drafts to make it easy to post them on Christmas. I've got three in there so far mostly fixed and ready to go up (More Time still needs one name and descriptions etc updated, that's the fic from the god of time poll, it is also the 40k word fic) and I'm gonna start on the next ones tomorrow

If you recognise the names from my old fandom somehow (very unlikely but still) uh, hi. Isn't it great that we're not there anymore given... Everything thats come out? 💀💀💀

[rexterforeverafter]

The fact that the cross-over of eah and the mh got cancel yet we still have the book shadow high and uhmm I am the only one wondering and wanting to know whats the intro it because i feel like the song in the cross-over will be hit and fire but ye

[traveller-player-block-tales-au]

This ASK blog may contain spoilers for:

START AGAIN: a prologue.

In Stars and Time

Block Tales.

• (You they lay in the grass outside field outside of Turitopulis and that blinding Sacred Hollow)

• (They do not understand. They had beaten the Cruel King. So why are they still in this blinding time loops? Why why why why–)

• (They pray to every deity they know. The stars above, the universe, The change god, expressions, all of them)

• (They can't take this anymore! They want out! Stars! Please let them leave, please! Let them leave these blinding loops! Please someone help them! Get them out, Get them out, GET! THEM! OUT!)

• (they wish they were as far away from that blinding tree as possible.)

• (they gasp as the air tingles dread. Dread clinging to every surface of his body, blocking his Airways, It clogs they're airways. Oh no, oh nononono! What did they do?! A sudden nausea takes them over as he falls over. They're suffacating in the dread)

• (After what feels of an eternity of darkness, they wake up.)

• (They are looking up into the sky. A sky that's a shade that isn't supposed to exist. They sit up and see an unfamiliar world around them.)

• (What have they done?)

[You can now use the Call: Traveller card to communicate with the Traveller.]

Next >>

Magic anons Are allowed but the answer may not be canon to whatever the current ongoings are of the blog.

Explaination and et cetera down below the cut vvvv

"Greetings welcome to this ASK BLOG.

Our star of the show is: Traveller!Player, but you can just call them Player! Maybe even Play or Ayer, oh! Maybe even Alpine one if you feel daring.

They are a player oc! Who's a traveller! shocking, I know. They were also stuck in a time loop, boohoo. They are a slightly different version of Player in the moderators In Swords and Time au.

No hate for them! I'll only be here for this introduction! Oh and I guess they teleported to normal Block Tales too.

Skill issue of them, if you ask me.

Oh! If you want the normal in Swords and time au, here ya go!"

"go on! Click it!!

Oh yeah, the moderator is @yuqsdug "

[Quality of post may vary]

[skilopsaros]

So, i've been reading lancer right?

The worldbuilding is… Weird

The union is presented as utopian paradise, rising from the ashes of the expansionist imperial SecondComm, who is evil for the sin of imperialism, but is nothing like them, because ThirdComm's goal is to

*checks notes*

Go to places where it's not ruling, and integrate those places into itself, by force if diplomacy fails

Huh.

[dog-tennis-ball]

Hey man or girl or they!! Yo!! What's up!!!!!! Yo!!!!!!!! Yo!!!!!!!! Hey!!!!!!!!!! Hey!!!!!!! Heh. Sexiest tennis ball rolling up right to you. Heh. I didn't roll here, I'm not like that kinda guy, but I could if you want me to. Just kiddin. What's good!!! Lol - act like i tagged this with the rizzler pleasse i forgot his @

What. What the fuck is that.

...Hello! Can i help you?

[cyberr-v0id]

MY UQUIZ IS DONE

Please try it if you get a chance! I’d greatly appreciate it

[aramasan]

Narasi harian, hari 4.

Mungkin di Semesta yang lain kita telah bahagia dengan 3 anak yang menggemaskan.

- mungkin

[tanema123]

How you can draw Zestial spider thingy.

Do I know what I'm doing? Not really. But I do try. I never narrated. Also, how do you cut videos? This was too fricking long. 🤣🤣🤣

[lilshitpeta]

[achillesuwu]

Little snippets of my LiuJiu body swap fic because I have no self control and I want to show it to someone (PS: if I finish this and you want to know just say it in the rt and I will tag you or you can go on my ao3 (AchilleUwU) and subscribe ^^)

Title : I’m lucky, God went to bed and we have fate in our hand

Summary :

It should have ended there. Liu Qingge should have come back to his peak, sleep a bit and then go back to an other mission. Shen Qingqiu would have done whatever the fuck this spoiled brat does of his time.

Maybe in an other world it would have been like that.

Maybe in this world, God was bored and decided to change fate. Who knows.

—————-

It began like this.

It was a normal mission, not particularly difficult not easy either. Well, except for the fact that his partner was Shen Qingqiu but even then it wasn’t really different.

They argued on the way, Shen Qingqiu wanted to go on the left path because « it’s safer, shidi ! », Liu Qingge wanted to go on the right because « You are just a coward, Shen Qingqiu ! It’s faster ! ». They ended up taking different path and coming to the town at the same time. Then, they fought because Liu Qingge couldn’t stand Shen Qingqiu smug face when he saw Liu Qingge’s dirty clothes. Liu Qingge won as always.

They slept in different inn (if Shen Qingqiu slept in an inn at all and not in some woman arms), fought again because Shen Qingqiu couldn’t handle himself and flirt with every young, old, married, unwed, poor and rich ladies when they should investigate. (Truly that hat guy has no shame !)

Still, they found the demon, Liu Qingge killed it, Shen Qingqiu tried to kill him again. They fought again, Liu Qingge won yet again. They went on a different path again, Liu Qingge came back to his peak, made his report to his shifu, trained a bit and then went to slept.

That’s all.

That should have been all. It should have been an other nameless not particularly special mission.

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The first thing Liu Qingge noticed when he slowly emerged from sleep (which was truly unusual for him, he always woke up rapidly and ready to go on his day) was the smell. He knew that smell, but his foggy mind and oh dear- his headache (since when does he has headache ?) prevented him from knowing exactly from where he knew it.

His head hurt so much, he couldn’t even think.

The second thing he noticed was the hand that was playing with his hair and smoothing his ache. It reminded him of his mother.

Liu Qingge slowly opened his eyes, everything was so bright and overwhelming but the chest of the person he had his head on was so comfortable.

Wait.

He distanced himself from the other person as fast as he could and fells off the bed.

He fells off of someone else’s bed. He was on someone else’s chest.

Someone had throw a bucked of cold water on him, he would have feel the same. What have I done ? He dishonored a lady, he must have been drunk, he may even have forced her. How could he —

« A-jiu ? » The woman’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts « Are you alright ? »

« A-jiu ? » He repeated confused, frowning. The world finally seemed to be less bright, his gaze focused on the woman. She was a pretty and young lady, her hair was simply styled and she was in red robe. Then he looked around the room, it was a rather large room in red tone. There was a low table opposite the bed with a Guqin on it. Another table with a tea set on it was in the corner of the room, near the door.

However, it wasn’t the tea set that caught his attention.

Green clothes had been lazily thrown on the chair.

Carelessly on the table and half hidden by a sleeve was a sword but Liu Qingge would recognize it everywhere.

Xiu Ya.

Finally, his gaze fell on his hands, on his bare forearms and then on his half-naked chest. It wasn’t his hands, forearms or chest and the robe that slipped off his shoulder wasn’t his either.

« H-how ? »

The woman quickly got out of bed, barely readjusting her clothes « Are you ok, A-Jiu ? » she said close but without touching him.

If earlier he felt that a cold water bucket had been throw on him now he felt like he was in a volcano. With a red face and pointing at her, he stupidly said « You are a prostitute » which made him earn a confused look.

« Yes ? »

He pointed at himself « This is Shen Qingqiu »

« …Yes ? »

He was nearly going to embarrass himself by asking « did we have sex yesterday » as if it wasn’t obvious by the state of their clothes but a commotion in front of the brothel stopped him. Liu Qingge stood up rapidly and walked toward the window

He heard faint mumbling but the closer he got toward the window, « … you jerk … » the clearer the voices became « … get out of … » until he slides them open and went on the balcony. A silenced talisman must have almost completely cut off the outside sound in the room because once he went outside everything was so loud, it was like being thrown into the middle of a storm.

« WHAT DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND IN ‘GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BUSINESS’, ASSHOLE ? » The old madam screamed on top of her lung at a man.

The man didn't back down no matter what she was screaming at him, he was trying to talk to her but she didn’t seem to listen

« I SWEAR TO GODS IF YOU BOTHER MY CUSTOMER AND DESTROY ONE SINGLE VASE I’M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS— »

Not any man, it was his body

« SHEN QING QIU » Liu Qingge could feel anger rise in this body he wanted nothing but to put that lech in the dirt. Immoral and perverted to the point of sleeping in a brothel the same night he returned to the sect after a mission

Everyone became silent. The women looked between the two of them with confused look.

Shen Qingqiu sighed and looked toward him with an annoyed face « Liu Qingge » he said to confirm their predicament to everybody there. Then he redirected his attention to the brothel madam. « May I enter, Madam » He slightly bowed to her.

Some people would say that Shen Qingqiu was very respectful but Liu Qingge knew better « STOP FLIRTING IN MY BODY »

« Stop shouting half-naked in mine, you brute ! »

« I WOULDN’T BE HALF-NAKED IF— »

They continued to argue a bit more, Liu Qingge was close to jump off the balcony to fight that womanizer but Shen Qingqiu calmed down strangely quickly when the madam asked him to. They talked, Liu Qingge couldn't hear much of it. Then Shen Qingqiu walked to the front door of the brothel and there was no way Liu Qingge would let that bastard go alone into a brothel in his body.

Liu Qingge ignored the prostitute that spend the night with Shen Qingqiu and ran towards his robes and boots, he didn’t take the time to put all of the layers. He just took an outer robe and Xiu Ya and roughly put the boots while running in the corridor.