#am: guli

[motof1bfs]

im requesting you make a graphic of either any swedish hockey player or if youd prefer not to get hurt when you come to australia, do any ranger of your choice 😁😁😁😁😇😇😇

id give you a motogp req out of feeling sorry for you but i dont like you

i am NOT doing the rangers - 🏁

[g3nt1xn]

HOW THE HELL DO YOU DRAW CURLS I AM GOING BALLS OVER HER ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

[chuckeroo777]

So I'm a Spider, So What: Alternate Ending

After finishing the light novel series, I had major issues with the abruptness of the ending. So here's my take on it.

This takes the place of the chapter "Everyone Ever After".

The fic is under the cut. Expect extreme spoilers!

It's been a while hasn't it?

Me? I'm just enjoying the fruits of my labor.

Well, not my labor per-say, they were a gift as thanks for all the other work I've done. Seems like even after all this time, people still think fruit is my favorite food.

I know, right? You pilfer one dried fruit, and suddenly that's your whole personality in their eyes.

Huh? Why aren't I currently in D's clutches? Well, she decided to be nice and let me hang out on the planet until Ariel dies.

What? That doesn't sound like the kind of thing she would do? Even an evil god can be nice once in a while. Just look at me.

There definitely wasn't any begging involved.

Or groveling.

Definitely.

I definitely didn't have to agree to something humiliating to get this time off.

Anyway, it's been a little over a year, and Ariel died a couple weeks ago, so I'm currently just chilling until D gets here.

Guess I'll fill you in on how everyone is doing.

Naturally, I spent most of my time hanging out with Ariel and Sariel. They are just too cute together. I don't think I've ever seen Ariel happier.

They had so many stories to share with me about the days before the system. She really was practically Ariel's mom.

Man, and I thought how I got my name was dumb.

As for Sariel, she was nothing like I thought she would be.

Like, I always assumed the Divine Voice (temp)'s mono tonality was due to Sariel being puppeted by the system, but no. That's just how she always sounds. Even when she's clearly excited.

Even creepier, she was apparently conscious the whole time she was in there.

Yikes.

Like, I had an inkling that was the case since she redirected the attack away from Guli-Guli, but wow. The fact that she's still sane is a miracle in itself.

And that means she was privy to all my many petty crimes.

Huh? What do you mean they weren't so petty? I'll have you know I'm a model citizen.

Even weirder, instead of getting mad, she just lectured me about the ethics of killing.

Yeah, I dunno. I don't really get her. But as long as Ariel is happy, that's good enough for me.

Anyway, as much as I love my grandma, I didn't spend all my time with Ariel.

Vampy has some big plans. She wants to become the Frost Vampire Queen.

Yeah, I don't know exactly what that means either. But basically, she wants to live in a castle.

Seems a little childish to me, but if she wants to live her vampire lord dreams, who am I to stop her.

Oh yeah, that's a thing. By this point, all the skills and titles and stats have worn off, but some people and monsters still retain certain abilities.

Like, Vampy wasn't a vampire because of her skill, she had the skill because she was a vampire. So even in her natural state, she still has basic vampire powers, like mist form, and the ability to call upon creatures of the night.

Plus she still has the perk of being a progenitor! No vampire weaknesses! Thank goodness she decided to just be queen of a remote little village. She could definitely take over the world if she wanted.

So, remember that remote spot in the Mystic Mountains? Where Guli-Guli's soul haven village is? That's where Vampy is building it. It's gonna be a pretty long-term project, but Nia decided to help out in exchange for a very nice bedroom.

Thank goodness we no longer have to worry about soul deterioration. Even highly corroded souls like Ariel's should be good to go. Now that children can be born with fresh souls again, old souls can take as long as they need to recover before returning to the cycle.

I'm very curious about Ariel and Sariel's next incarnations, but their souls are so damaged it will probably take centuries for them to recover.

Anyway, Mera is naturally helping Vampy too. Ever since Envy wore off, she seems to have calmed down, at least a little.

It's been a bit rough for him. He used to be fine wearing a cloak in the day, but without defense stats or fire resistance, he basically can't endure sunlight at all anymore.

Ah well, at least he's happy.

Once Ariel passed, the puppets decided to go join Vampy. I suppose they also find the idea of royal role-play enticing.

Oh yeah, Wald is there too. I'm not sure if Vampy has noticed.

As for Mr. Oni, I was pretty concerned for a while there. After the battle he got real somber, and every conversation sounded like he was saying goodbye for the last time.

Thankfully, before he could commit to anything, a population of surviving goblins was discovered in the deep north.

So, yeah! That sure lit a fire in him. He's been really busy, helping the goblins recover after the system's collapse, and acting as a diplomat to get goblins recognized as a legitimate humanoid race.

It's nice to see him so passionate about something again.

Speaking of passion, Yuri has been cooking up a storm. I thought it would take a while before she got results, but dang.

I guess between literally everyone reading Taboo, Dustin's death, and Sariel actually showing up as a witness, it wasn't hard to get most people on board with a more accurate religion.

Seriously, it only took three months for her to fully reform the Word of God church into the Church of Goddess Sariel.

And Sariel isn't the only one they worship. Get this: They worship me!

Albeit, I'm seen as an evil god, but I guess that's fair.

Basically, they view Sariel, Guli-Guli, and I as role models for how people should live their lives.

Frankly, I think that's a terrible idea.

I think my ridiculous pride and perseverance is probably a hindrance without the system. After all, my hell-training techniques don't really work without skills.

But oh well. I'm probably gonna try and stay uninvolved with the church unless they start spreading some ridiculous rumors about me.

Okay, that's blatantly untrue. I can't wait to see what sort of ridiculous claims they make about me. They already seem to be under the impression that I killed D. I was worried she might smite them for that, but everyone seems un-smoten, so I guess she doesn't care.

Let's see, who else?

Ah, yes, Yamada. Apparently he has no interest in taking the throne, instead pushing it off onto his older brother.

I was kinda hoping to watch the implosion of his harem situation, but sadly, it turned out to be a non-issue.

Yeah, turns out he just has a lot of friends who are girls, not girlfriends.

Yeah, Fei didn't actually have any romantic feelings, and Yuri is too busy being a Pontiff to pursue her minor crush, so the only ones actually fighting over him were Sue and Katia.

Like, I'm no romance expert, but even I can tell Yamada and Katia like each other. A lot.

Sue has calmed down after being caught red-handed in the love nest, but she's still making things difficult for them. Guess we'll just have to see how things go.

As for Ms. Oka, she and Anna have been working on finding all the half-elves they can. After everyone found out what a POS Potimas was, his remaining descendants have had it rough.

So, they decided to start rebuilding the Elf Village, and turn it into a safe space for those who still have elf blood.

By the way, I ended up telling Ms. Oka about how she saved my life as a spider.

Look, I didn't mean to make her freak out again.

Look, it's not your fault there were utterly ridiculous butterfly effects from that decision.

Thankfully, I don't have any other world-shattering revelations for her, so hopefully she'll be fine.

I've heard some of the half-elves plan to study Potimas' tech, hoping to make them work off more traditional power sources.

I mean, that seems like a terrible idea to me, but as long as I keep an eye on them, it should be fine.

Huh? How do I plan to keep an eye on them if D is gonna come get me?

My spider surveillance network, duh. Just because D will be forcing me to be physically by her side doesn't mean I can't still influence things. Plus I'm keeping in contact with Philmina and the others.

Not that I intend to actually do much. But if anything comes up, I'll catch it.

Like how that old mage guy has been studying magic.

Yeah, even if the system is gone, ambient magic power still exists. He's been studying how to potentially manipulate it even without Magic Power Operation and Magic Power Perception.

Frankly, I'm not sure if it's even possible.

But he already showed off his ability to perform magic beyond what the system provided, so if anyone can figure it out, it's him.

I don't mind humanity using magic, though I'm a little concerned it might use up MA energy. Guess I'll just have to keep an eye on it.

Let's see, what else?

The demons are doing alright. They've taken heavy losses over the years, but now that new souls can be born, they can finally start to repopulate.

Without the skill growth bonuses, demons and humans are a lot more comparable than they used to be. I guess we'll just have to see if the peace lasts.

I hope so.

Well, with Balto heading the restoration efforts, I'm fairly optimistic.

Oh, and get this.

He married Boobs.

Didn't see that one coming. I always thought she was licentious sort, but maybe that was just me being racist.

I mean, she literally calls herself a succubus. Can you blame me for assuming?

Let's see, who else? I don't have that many acquaintances, do I?

Oh, right, the other reincarnations. Uh, the adventuring duo got married, so that's nice.

Really, for the most part I've just let them do as they want.

Most of the reincarnations the elves caught have settled in Uppenbebetenia. With the high concentration of reincarnations, the place might become a little Tokyo.

Although, I have my eye on Kudo. I think she might be heading some sort of cult? So far they've just been exchanging a lot of hand drawn manga, but I'm worried about the contents.

Eh, it's probably fine.

So, yeah. I've been popping all over the place to visit everyone. But I've mostly just been vegging with Ariel and Sariel. It's been nice to have a break after all the craziness.

Shame D is gonna ruin that any second now.

Anyway, once they died, we ended up having a huge funeral. Guli-Guli ended up giving this amazing eulogy.

But I didn't cry. I have my pride.

Ok, maybe I cried a little.

Honestly, I probably would have cried more, but my eyes were sore from crying so much at Ariel's deathbed.

Even Vampy cried at the eulogy. That's how you know it was moving.

What? Why didn't I give a eulogy?

Have you heard me?

That's right, you haven't.

Cause I can't talk. Especially to a crowd.

Seriously, turnout was incredible. Nearly ten-thousand in attendance, and nearly all of humanity was able to watch thanks to some remote projections I set up in the major cities.

Seriously, just standing next to Guli-Guli with all those eyes staring was enough to make me feel like imploding.

After the ceremony, we ended up burying them together in the approximate location of Sariel's orphanage. We had discussed it prior to their death, and it seemed the most appropriate thing to do.

And that was that.

So, yeah. Now it's just a waiting game. Honestly, I thought D would yoink me the second Ariel's heart stopped beating, but apparently not.

"Shiraori. I'm back."

Ah, there she is to ruin my relaxation. Maybe if I don't turn around, she'll ignore me.

"Shiraori, I'm talking to you."

Don't call me that. You are literally the only one who calls me that.

"Well I have to call you something, don't I?"

Call me White. That's my name.

"Hmph. I hoped to gain some modicum of control by naming you, but I suppose I was beaten to it."

Look, I'm going with you, alright?

"Why don't you look over here and see your surprise?"

Up to this point, I've been consciously excluding her from the perception of my x-ray vision.

I wearily turn around.

Only to see her manic grin as she holds up the tackiest maid outfit I've ever laid eyes on.

"I'm a little late because I wanted to make sure to find the perfect uniform for your new position."

I stand and stare at her.

Seriously? My name is White. Why do I have to wear this garish travesty?

"If you wear the accompanying bonnet, I'll let you have holidays off to visit your friends."

If my eyes were open, I'd narrow them. What's the catch?

"I only celebrate leap days."

Huh. Honestly, that's a lot better than I expected.

I sigh and extend my arms. In a flash, I've used spacial magic to swap my dress for the uniform.

She smiles wickedly.

"Now, let's head home. You've got training to do."

Wait? Training? I thought you were just gonna make me be your maid!

Hey, what are you-

But it's too late. We're already gone.

[kuroshadow4]

Rating Visual Prison outfits(Oz ver)

I think I told in few of my post that I love Visual Prison. When I first saw the teaser for this anime I already knew it's going to be my one of my favorite anime's since it combines 2 of my favorite genres, Music and Vampire. I honestly will say this again PLEASE WHOEVER IS IN CHARGE OF MAKING VISUAL PRISON PLEASE MAKE A SEASON 2

Anyways, I'll be doing a outfit rating and the first one is my favorite unit, OZ and tomorrow will be Lost Eden

Unit outfit

Ange: What I love about Oz's unit outfits is that they all of this military/royalty concept. Compare to the other 3 members, Ange's outfit little bit "simple" the outfit for sure not that simple simple but it doesn't have that extra touch ups. If I was an Oz member then I would wear something like Ange's since it looks comfortable to perform on stage. I also love how his heart brioche has an orange drip detail since it's his own character color. 10/10

Guli: Guli's outfit is more military then royalty style. I love military style wear for anime characters so I already loved his outfit when I first saw him. I love the hat and the thigh belt with the gold cross charm and his heart brioche is blue for his own color. I will say his cape, that style is a 50/50 it's either it works or it doesn't. I think it is working for Guli since his outfit for OZ is a military style so blends in just fine. 9.5/10

Eve: I think Eve's outfit is my favorite from the 4. Compare to Guli's military style, Eve's more Royalty style but the their accessory and details makes it a very unique such as that stich detail on their pants and their purple heart brioche is for the center piece for their outfit. Overall they have the most unique outfit. 10/10

Robin: Robin is so cute, his OZ wear is similar to Ange. Both of a fusion between Military and Royalty although it's a bit more Royalty then Military. I think the key piece for his that yellow headpiece on his head, I feel like the headband is working well because Oz's outfit is blue and gold so the gold helps with blending that in. If it didn't have that gold detail then it would have looked off with the blue and just a random yellow scaled pattern band on the dude's head. Overall his outfit is nice but they sure made a bit of a gamble with that headband. 9/10

2. Civilian wear

Ange: I don't know why but everytime I see Ange's civilian outfit, it reminds me of Mahiru from Servamp. I think because it is simple and Mahiru also wore a track suit too(it doesn't help that these 2 are also short brown hair and main characters) It is comfortable for sure but I think I have seen a bit much of male anime characters with a track suit. 6/10

Guli: Guli civilian outfit is mostly without the jacket and hat off in the anime. But I love the full outfit too very fancy and as the mysterious factor to it. 10/10

Eve: I don't know what style of shirt that Eve is wearing but I do have a soft side of that style of outfit. This is something that I can see myself wearing I also love sandals as well and overall I love everything about this outfit. 10/10

Robin: Robin's outfit looks nice I think the one piece for this outfit that I am trying to see if I like it or not is his shoes. I do see it is working but at the same time I feel like it looks a bit off. 6/10

3. 1st Gig live

Ange: I am not a fan of that little cape behind his pants. I thought he was wearing baggie pants which if he is wearing one with this outfit then it actually doesn't look that bad. The cape blend's in with the pants that I thought he is wearing a baggie pants. Overall, I saw his seiyuu, Chiba wearing it and he looks so pretty. To be honest it looks better on Chiba then the art ver. 6.5/10

Guli: Guli look VERY good with military style nothing to complain. 10/10

Eve: The top part looks very heavy and all lot going on but It looks structure well and not messy. 9/10

Robin: Ok I love this outfit better then the his original outfit. Like the other 3, it is structured well and the little badge and bling made it perfect. 10/10

Extra: Not a rating but just a group seiyuu pic of OZ

[guliexe]

hi haven’t been here in awhile anyways guli do u need ur ass ate u deserve it and i volunteer im like ripping my hair out at “extra help” like r u serious do u think im normal like seriously i like can’t even rn i am gonna like attack u

I MISSED U SM HO IM SO HAPPY U LIKED IT i honestly thought abt what ur reaction would be to that 😭😭

[littleshysheep-at-da]

KumoDesu Ships

So I Posted all my Persona Ships but haven’t Posted all my KumoDesu ones??? Let me get that so both my Hyperfixation Ship Lists are on here.

I am Copy-Pasting the Crazy Shipper warning so if this ends up on my Blog you might’ve seen it before.

Crazy Shipper Warning (lol)

I actually am a crazy Shipper, strongly dislike when people don’t Ship or break my Pairings, and am OTP/OT3 for life. I just also have Self Restraint and Common Sense, so I understand Shipping's all about fun (and doesn't have to be Canon Compliant or make sense) and to not be an asshole to other people having their own fun. For the Record I’m very much a OTP/OT3 kinda person. I marked the ones I’m super set on as such but even the ones I didn’t mark are still OTP do not separate (I might change how I marked it later because they are all OTP/OT3s anyway). I’m really not a Multishipper (there only a couple instances were I am but VERY few), it might take me awhile to settle on which is my Fav but usually once I find a Ship I OTP it and I stick with it. Also I love Poly Ships (and there many ways Polyamory can work) but am INCREDIBLY PICKY about them so I only have a couple (but the ones I do have I feel very strongly about). Also adding Sexuality/LGBTA+ Headcanons for ones I have them for (but I don't have them for every Ship or Specific Character). Also yes I am caring about Name Order here. Also please always consider GirlBoss x MaleWife because I love FemBoys SO much. I just have a lot of Headcanons and Ships in every Series okay?

Actual Ship List Start!

Shun x Katia x Kyouya/Wrath (OT3)*

Shiroai (Lesbain) x Ariel (Lesbain) (OTP)

Sophia x Fei

Sariel x Gulie**

Julius x Hyrince**

Julius x Yana**

Kunihiko x Asaka

(*I’m weak to MMF OT3s, but they have to actually be Polyamorous Everyone x Everyone. My Pet Peeve is when people Write a OT3 as One Person with 2 SOs.)

(**I do not count One Sided Crushes as Ships. But these are ones where I feel the other could like them back Romantically, though maybe not as strongly.)

Pls don’t hate me for this

I don’t want discourse but one Absolute NOTP

NO to Kyouya x Shiro

Saw this one in a lot of Jpn Fanart I don’t get it. Look it’s just… here’s some Bullet Points.

Massively Clashes with my Character Reads. Always Portrayed in a way that’s just not them. Really Dumbs Down/Easers all their Traits. They have nothing Romantic between them. They’re more Mother-Son in my eyes. Really just putting it here cause I’m Baffled by it. I just Strongly Disagree with it and don’t get it. Like I’ve never had a NOTP this strong ngl.

But again I don’t wanna Argue with people or Start Shit so this’ll be the one time I say something and leave it at that. 🫡

[deathmimedream]

Dark Dreams: Cinque

He had gone to sleep hungry.

He was always so hungry, these days.

Hungry, cold, frightened of the world above him, the church he barely remembered as his own.

He didn’t even remember why he was afraid of the clergy above his head, just…that he was.

Sleeping in what had been his burial chamber was hardly comfortable, it was little more than a stone box lined with threadbare blankets, and whatever pillows he had snatched from benches and pews in the church.

He lay, mostly on his back, one, clawed hand holding the edge of his latest prize, a length of torn velvet curtains from a neglected hallway’s window. They were warm, soft…better than the thin blanket and sheet he had been using.

His breathing was deep, soft, and even, as he slept.

He had little concept of time, down here in the darkness.

Sometimes he slept a few moments, others, days on end. His dreams were vivid, terrifying things, memories of his mortal life, but each time he awoke they were elusive as dust.

He was dreaming now, as he rolled to his side, sighing softly into the crook of his arm, blankets sliding down to reveal several old, thin scars along his shoulders, and a puncture wound just under his third rib, angling upwards, along his side.

Another sigh of breath, and the dream deepened.

🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀

‘Honestly, Caro…. I don’t think our church should get involved in this crusade…it’s a fool’s errand to risk innocent lives for a religious cause that is not ours. I know your brother..our brother chose to go, but we cannot risk our faithful’s safety for one man. I am sorry, Bella tessera, but if we go after him in force, it will be our end…’ he held her close, his prime mover, beloved to his heart, though neither could produce an heir, they had two sons who they took in as their own.

One day, they would become Papas too.

His sister’s cries were echoed throughout the chapel, his heart broke to hear them, but Gulietta was only sister of his faith, his heart, but not blood, having lost his true sister and brothers to plague years ago.

The fever he had suffered from it had left him unable to sire an heir, but Milo and Giovanni would be the next in line, else the cardinals would elect someone from one of the other noble bloodlines.

Cinque had no idea the grand imperator and his prime mover, his sweet, beloved Gulietta had plotted his demise, even secretly killing his two adopted children without him knowing.

He held her as she cried into the front of his cassock, trying to soothe her grief.

“I am sure your brother will be fine, Guli. You’ll see, one day he’ll ride right….”

He felt the dagger go in, just under his arm, and had only a heartbeat to wonder: why? And to register its poisoned sting, and he was falling.

He was dead before he hit the floor, already descending to hell.

His own, beloved wife had murdered him, usurping his power as Papa, as well as ending his entire family line as heads of the church.

He’d only been 48…

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Papa Associado Cinque awoke with a gasp, arms hugging around himself as he shivered, one, clawed hand, fingering the scar that had broken his heart…in more ways than one.

[blackdeathfan5]

more lettesr to the blackrom i used to know.

thed ay i first met you aromantic is all it ever was

and more then your disorder to be wanted

and creutly of midenmeenrs the world buitl forr you

i am mad as that test

or faking pill pops!

stoners for cahs checks!

dont want to live

dont want to scream

want the trust they never gave t ome

all the smitakes of the impersotesr syndorme of mpd and hiding things of wibly wobly stuffs of angels and when it reaks your impestoers syndrome of my brothers of sunday glocks of tears in your eyes

the time travel

cell phone

of any fgalxy for my union replies

england for tehe english

foreng rules of the lamp leader of the thing

when will we learn of south dances

my love you could be my slave

when i sing often as netwon

and i sing of cuba reovltion

when i love old games secret to teach you often in love

and black andw hite acents of oreo stolen by onion

in our time period new year neverland after galtiay

where we ffled over the reovultiion of my fathesr passing

and when its the gross lyricsal of your verses

till im a readhead with your disorder again they will calim my darnif and peters and osenburg they will claim king acorrn won!

when it is misnomersn eatin gpomgrante seads

of the other famileis of ldsd

when i lvoe you in the history

of waitts

adn never to teneceity or curse

and you often fled the eyes

needing disroders not demanding to why

maofy and mealdative thought of soemthig sttnage

i dont frogive any on lent like holidays

of working pays and seeing rays

of the force my young padawon whne we first met each other

and the day i first met you

a racist to me is all your dark accent was

aherm labynthmth.

ding ding doll dun dua butm tah tah

when i loved you i often sought it out

and when it was over it was a sky full of stars

stars int he esky criny to see me rott in my eyes

hand it overs, amesnia rovers, reincation the lies of second calls and chances

and we love it, and have to make it better, and complciated my ovely you demand

and when it is left of you or me, i take it all back none the day you say

here you will be backwards as i made for you so to shatter mr galssmen of paper towers and twin twins

and when i love you often

its tearing of blonde hair dye to teh sound

just as you colected

skyscarpers of moutn olympus

and back from teh dead again

i dont do raptures but i sing to trees often in south africa tangles to tribes

i am ayaer ayer or lo wahah, ged of the ladn they call earthsea

and i bleed rainbow they have color larps, and are opressed by signelss seas

and my discple muelin ljon i call my britatny is al lyou had to lend

and you will be in her galss papers bones of lejon hiveminds i chose

uncounted as honours of what it means the cancer symbol but gemni is what im about.

an to alternia

of when you jumped with him as a her

hermdpite he him

i think often its all hermes and bret pills

never to kids of diepsaring vendetees

and when i sing of concerta ntehms

i will give you my dsicards i swear off again

cus clouds of kami eyes of until cournety who i sa nsob of millpine awalkigns for brad

and when it is made of glass like you dmeand, my love i hate,

of blackrromm

and when it is guly to a weird or pretty shores of converstaion cahmbers

rising the ways of ashoka who wil nuterr youby hte history of what you wanted to do

i think its the only pearl trade i sing with antehms

of psongebob shalows of lakes.

and when i sing the circus tent.

and when its over. i hate resids adn edliash but hey we both came and went latest photo is on ermadis vs zombies kickstarerter. for oyu love.

[yumandoull]

YIPPEE!!! （＾ν＾）honoured to be your first anon !

also you’re on holidays omg??? for a month? UR FREE 😼😼😼 i might be dumb but are you on vacation somewhere while on break or are you just on break for a month? regardless a month off sounds like heaven!!!!!

did you have any ideas for future works? i would love to hear them!! if you wanna keep them a surprise tho, thats good too! 😫

much love╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

- 🪼

one month break!! (still waiting on vacation plans it's literally so hot here right now 😞) andd...I do have a friends to lovers with yuma in my inbox from guli (gulicore) that I am working on (might not be a full fic cause I have no idea what to do for it sorry gang) and after that I will be working on part 2 for Run, rabbit 🤫

[happyk44]

[Text ID: 1. Sometimes, it feel like a weapon. Anger is funny like that. Carry and conceal. The laws get blurry when your own ammunition is the feeling in your chest. Don't underestimate it.

2. "Isn't all that rage so guly? And isn't it mine, still? Good god, isn't it mine?"

3. "Why are you full of rage?

Because you are full of grief."

4. I've always preferred Cain.

His angry loneliness, his lack of mother's love, his Christian sarcasm: "Am I my brother's keeper?" asks his brother's murderer.

Aren't we indeed the keepers of our dead? /end ID]

unknown // ashe vernon // anne carson // valzhyna mort

[morgulscribe]

For those keeping up with Book 9 of The Circles, I have posted a new chapter on the website. (Please note that this is the book that comes after the one I am currently posting to AO3. I post second drafts to the website, let them marinate a bit, and then post the more-or-less final versions to AO3 a year or so later.)

Chapter 20, "Auditions," has just been added to Book 9! After a week spent in nail-biting anticipation, Elfhild is thrilled that the big day has at last arrived: the long-awaited audition for the theatrical production of "The Tale of the Dissatisfied King." The role that she is awarded in the play comes as a surprise, however.

I remember when Angmar and I wrote this chapter in 2014. When he decided that Guli should be present for the audition, I told him I thought it would be funny if Guli auditioned for every character in the play, both male and female. Angmar liked the idea and decided to roll with it. Guli's multiple failed auditions give the chapter a reoccurring theme of levity.

I am trying to bring out Elfhild's fascination with the realm of the mystical and fantastic, as well as explore Nurma's character and identity as a witch. In the RPG version of The Circles, Angmar thought it would be interesting if Elfhild became a sorcerer's apprentice. However, this wasn't really in character for the RPG version of Elfhild, and I struggled to write her as one who is willing to dabble in the arcane arts. (RPG!Elfhild was far too lawful good for her own good!) The fanfiction version of Elfhild is a different character, however, and I have always tried to emphasize her curious nature and hint that she is secretly intrigued by forbidden knowledge. This trait is especially noticeable during her interactions with Laskohki the fortuneteller in Book 7.

I may do some backtracking and write a chapter about Goldwyn which would occur after the events of "The Mandrake Root" and before "The Shadow of the Stage." In 2006, Angmar began a chapter which would have coincided with this place in the table of contents, but we never finished it. This proposed chapter would have introduced a new element to Goldwyn's storyline. I'm still undecided about this matter, however.

[rabofree]

Mwvane aftiaqi

Mcenareuli preparatebis internet maxazia, sadac iyideba biologiuri da fito preparatebis didi archevani. diabetis mkurnaloba an shaqris damwevi sashualeba, es yvelaperi iyideba chven aftiaqebshi. mwvane aftiaqi Hormonaluri dargvevebi, mxedvelobis gaumjobeseba, gulis ukmarisoba tu nebismieri sxva janmrtelobis dargveva xalxur mediwinashi gankurnebadia. Simsivnis mkurnaloba, warmoadgens mkurnalobis ert ert mimartulebas miwodebis servisi ufasoa. tbilisis filiali da rustavis filialis aftiaqi. motexilobebis mkurnaloba, saxsrebis samkurnalo sashualebebis parto archevani. Mwvane aftiaqi warmoadgens internet maxazias am saitze parto archevania sxvadasxva bunebrivi da mwenareuli samkurnalo wamlebis. Produqcia iyideba – tbilisis filialebshi, kutaisis filialebshi da sxva maxaziebshi. Shekveta da adgilze miwodebis servisi ufasoa. Radgan e saris internet maxazia adgilze mitana xdeba imave dxes, angarishsworeba mitanis shemdeg – nagdi angarishsworebit. Bio aftiaqi da mwvane aftiaqi gisurvebt janmrtelobas.

[cosmicrhetoric]

i love experiencing wlw media that feels in active conversation with other wlw work. even if its just my own perception lmao. im reading this is how we lost the time war and im like wow this reminds me of the handmaiden wow this reminds me of utena this reminds me of mabel this reminds me of ek ladki ko dekha....i think all lgbt cinema is at least in some part about freedom and escape but boy those lesbians sure have a lot to say about breaking cycles of abuse and systems of oppression <33

[dragaica]

Deci taica meu s a ras in cap si ce am de zis e ca 1 copia n are valoare 2 el chiar a crezut ca noi avem capul de aceeasi forma

[milks-writings]

I hate the fact that this sakusa 

has this hair style 

[blackdeathfan5]

the day of omens! (time traveling kazooo)

the day of rainbow voice, you told me biggots in trimuph

ot tests an passing them un dun twa of the shiotry of therest

i swore i would always hate you now, o your justrifid cruelty

oh my lvoer demi demi, of back in 1981, and hwen i knew thee

of songs of tomorow of when it was fine, the day it was imortals

you refsued for whirlpoolls in your eyes,y ou swore of camp halfblood

that you were not evil, as gulies was all madness toy yours as white and mene

and i saw of passing tests, and zai and the wheel of time

i am a time trvel i ran awy!

when i knew you you sung of heratbreaks

and sorrowful songs of imrotal dreams

and i swore i as 16 of lana del rey

its fine to wait a while, but erase it all

and pery of the sea

and storeis to me

who adress the songs

of bandito in our time period

i swore in that blue box

and tim etraveling in his one as aden in teh tyler crests

and england for the english of which you sang so soft

how do you do mr nazi

when i sung alowed with magick lists

i swindled frankestines to mary shell fame

and i ran away, and i ran so hard so hard

so let me give your heart a break for your hurt and your dumb eyes

of jaden evil spies

i loved you most, and it was fine again, of millpines of academies

of rarities, and pretty lovley things in our time and rural region

but im just a slyhteinr and it broke you can say i t did out side of legjonsim

im right demi ill never fall inlvoe

of the judgemnt crests of momy moron and the skios of slat lake taffy

this is not my school this is no highschool this is the dagner zone

i packed up my highshool i took herr blaem for me

int he musical it was judge and the jury

when the wrods

make me otu to be my crazy kilelr griflreind when i w as jsut a doctor

becuase of cofee talks and colimibniine thought

of lost and worlds

only for teretes at the start...

...

cage me lik eall my dreams

and run to shadwo rides

eveth ei tofor holeander and get in trouble!

breathe in and breathe its a feitsh my dear

oh o h o hooh oh

the honrouficic of the ermpoeror

i think it is san to meet ya

when i think of dazai as kami sama in nation

i dont require shrine of inyusaha

let eth human in

says the ktisune to its freind ran

the coward of the heart

and sahdwos of forks washignton

the stones, of lost of kits, in exchange for kids on a dime

i run away from tribes and i run away from you

when i knew of it

the nonsnes of animsals of brabtos

and when its tony to help a freind

and teach him decokness platonicaly

cage in and out for that macom z

and light it green

and say it with me to share a pepsi

all the way i heard of it

when you live forever delusion that you exist

ahll time highs and loves

i miss 2007.

in the humans of slyhetiern blood color muelin and mutatnts

its often the red spew asumed of a fucia male uncouted by gender

and when raised another, and often cisgender.

my time of the doctor.

of who i met as aldric.

when i loved that evil school.

who pined her deeds on me.

and i loved her fally though

painted as she asked

as if we were the same to let go.

my life story in msuic i often writ eit

ive been though 16 atempts at blurs of the red blue malcom fury

my dad kept two suti cases and she was the her that we sepnt

each tsory was the same the school shooter gilrfreind who i forgave

asked to be painted as her in legend and i nearly died from her there

each story is the same all i care of

teh stories of lesnioal ocncrete mutations

and im not that quick see something strange to volotile rush

kill you pain, be delusioanlyl the same skios pops and vbeutiful mind changes

i love the hsitory of jaden

annd nothign to cola of pepe cons coambanie

and i knew of myainne.

care for a hit

when dad was alive, we lived almost nromal a box salemsen

all the stories of my sorrow and formal

i did pasta and i did rent as musicals to bite

when i lookd at my wife the devils avcocvate of who it should be she chose to age, oh the bigest choice i enver had to give

when i loved you. and hippie stoner dudes in bad reviews.

i lvoed freaks and reviewe nothign but tomboys in fame.

when i loved ti all. withotu a qurik in no hero adcademia

skiso to unleran thte load of all its mpd for teh raod

whent eh voices in her head comanded her end!

i took the fall cus.

it was a fantasy we were the same...

it was teh hstiory of loving it.

prettys weirds uglies care for a hit? not my cancer club.

alright alright wake up me when it be, for dan of honours that though

i think i knew well it oof my history

reveals of longevity to the unions

to cuba!

and to the history of the north!

to end slavery now!

to asnsstia

and the revoltuin viva la france

and the hope you provide mr sue rladybug

always

go back in time.

shadows of learnt grimwelwallce elzia dn teh voodo buterfly

it was a gold vest and r ed wtihotu a corps eout of color and xontex or beard here int his layer ofc ourrse

i rememebt that night

i remenber the soilder boys of callioppse hazee

and i remember everythign

but alaexian texian of the ward

i remember ti fondyl hamtilon philip of the jasper wars

and painted sa his enemy of course of course every damien slavorto

you stirke me as a story of ficiton alone

im sure your all i tend to see alex

i think of it, i talk of rumors high

is kevin the choice fo my lines

her name was kendrick lamara

my name of ink

unimportent i dont do x or z just jr fame s of cars...

so what it was it was everyhtign asking and basking fro alot of it

everythign we said int total agreemetn

and i knew of quadrents only pale eevertythign hes born the wrong class for our mands

and not viatmes eor twianese hes a group that doesnt exist and i s aee

the ugns and ship sof baots or iralnd and the ginger braids

and blode nad grey eyes of pubterty when it hits right

where did she take me but to the schoalrshipp ir efuseted

and i hated her only thre erules

she iddnt care i cared for my life and it was the room where it happens

and i had nothing i could touch

and i maried her sister

and it failed

2 and when it was over i let her asumptions burn my icocen away

maybe that is why it was cofee not genocide i loved writing books they were all real as fairy eyes

and if it was a war we finally met

then it was all against the dark arts

to meet my students as aciran slocket by choice

they pick time and tense

and id be me mad it was not a warnign!

and when i see ti all

speaking broken in romatnics of zombie highs

of what it went down and atleast it was out of the house

atleast my life began as repznuel franksetine of the south

dun dun dun dun dun dun

an di maried muelin and wed giana in spys and lies of rht enorthen to win against slavery of it all of ti all

every death note to me as shinler! to the revoutlioon and mormons as my wives! to my wives! it was always ann under her rule of queens and countries, and eidth paltor and i knew

muelin was gold, and i was sufica male or violet purple

and it was a highblood at herr ranking of the minds eyes.

i guess i was always the life of adulthood that i ran backwards between is how you say in your lagnuge i remember my time and life, but you may not speak in my tier as i presume

and it was the scp foudnation of how i acomdoated your gourp by atempting to talk it well, but i talk in order and you just keep up right!?

or i sound skisorepnic, for your chosen freindship, as the falceeless detective, you may call me arg, of insiantythearg golden era arc.

and it was all nothign to gargles and fun

i used to live a normal tlife though

before it all ebgan

everything i do is time travel

for that cult leader again...

given back the blue hooded crows

of stalking and when it was the traingel

give me abck to our origins as city of mewenin

as im the rewind man...

alalalal ala la l a jjust like baloons of empty rrooms

and when i knew

over the yonder of al lo fit

i promise to not your judge be! which is in how in my teir i think we say i promsei not you jduge you, as your kind speak backwards in agroup of accent of shades it hink

and we can just go back to matyry once more

but it was all cahds and emos and i cant recall of it lightly

but i dont talk for your gorup!. <?

life is kinda of how you say um, trips in ikea um funy like that burg, if its in my scotish i think ay oh london for the what was it england...

i liek that your broken broken like me

all the storesi of the moons

i liek that we dont ebvelive in atsocracy but im french misruere

i met you late night at a party

reincateions i didnt count for as teh bends

all the force and ping pong drunk

i said its my last nigth of nigte

they said ang their is not stars

i said he was mad in teh end

i liked that they didnt know of my face unshaven

i was mad as a monk of gitayso

i loved to ebnd the soudns of rainbow voice

tehy caliemd sith to you

and i passed away that regenation and i ran away again

ha ha ha

it was always that end of the world you know for prophets of conspiracies

somethign tragic and lamost sure trustbfund ugppercalss of poro whre vores

and i lvoed ghousl and i lvoe splits

i was a tragdegy every story we met

we werent people we ewerent reincationed and i didt know of it as it hasnt ahppend yet!

i am a time traveled wer who has never met yall

i speak in broken ways and im backwards

the ulatime trick of em all

it is fine when it is your lagnuage or its intimagte as fuck

i dont do sex and i hate starwars as kyle rittenhouse

they call me decker carange or pony boy

they say im a school shooter type

and its an evil ugly nazi of what is farmed in our time time time time

i li ke that you are german as ayrian grace may i name you ann

and i marid the girl of her jouerny as 13 as an odler man

and i smugled by the death note

my delusions of ryuke!

i might be insane as a byoardee but its all thinpso to you

and i might rol eplay i shadow riding but i never aimed!

my sister took my arrow and in the movie they said it was me!

theris omething about...

lastly before i go sabtogeing this well for badnito curses

i dont know of lvoley doubles from hell

revenge i sbitter sweet sympahies

i dont age at all they think me mad have we met before

i think of songs of verse not knowing curses

cus its a bittersweet sympahny buzzing in my head to ukelele ballads of the evil orions

and arty is a whore of ends meet and i am iinvlve with the sun...

...

and i dont do it often, and when i think of it. and we are scard oa dults wher eim from and knd pprizes

when i think of wallets i dont recount 266 and 64s of skunks that were nothign to me

i love adults who grow up but i wil lnever as peter pan just kidding i hav eno name, i am nobody as you may call me with backs in this time, of my mpd, it is so fun to be a hero only in dreamS!

i dont recall it often how we met or will int eh fture of cigeretes

oh adam walsh and how it went,and goes by your sweet 16, of little rykes and radke dreams of thinspo porn of sands of ah orse that is an adult drawn as me

melody cats and shien ufers, of kiran li yang at walton once by a ladybug i bused

and when it was over gasken walk was a mall policy of anti racisms towards skin dyed lackign kings

and when i sing of it well acobe and finch and its male

and its aweful that you now know

and when i think it is fine of the story o fwonder

i dont recall it often as homeschooelr caetlog

tim etravel is a theory not a hyptoteisets

i am from emdiva egnaldn and i am a phonix

and wehn i think of blood drives of evil coca colas of how it ended in clases

and weasiels of prisons of askagabadnd i dont recount it often

and thats everythign backwards in time, or forward, i wont know, i dont know, i wont know, i dont know, and its fine, to enter the history of nothign of different wanders cus its green 42 as gender with a smile

and i think its everythign that we recount on new meds, of skisoprehnia sruvival routes, and its always by legal age in county alone, or its forced those words she is bogted towards.

and i gave up trying her ebut my cahenl

might restore itself if i am only a diver.

a poem by adam snowflake about insanity as time travel or cahos as theory not notison of newucewttlai thierd law of netwoman acoashits for martha and rernon cutingahway.

(he him hermdeptie)