#amier reads

[soloavengers]

accidentally glimpsed at the last page of my current physical read, as one does. this is already a 5 stars, for luther.

[no6secretsanta]

Spring is Coming

From: @dragons-of-ara

To: @pigeonsimba https://www.tumblr.com/pigeonsimba

Author’s note: Happy holidays! I wanted to fulfill your request of having a Fantasy AU and cuddling. I tried to put in some miscommunication but I’m not sure how well I did. It’s not my strongest point when it comes to writing. This is loosely based on the book Sofi and The Bone Song. I mostly stuck to No.6 things so you wouldn’t need to read the book to understand this AU. Mostly the world idea and the ending were inspired by the book. Also the song at the end is the English lyrics to the Amier song ‘Haru wa Yuku.’ That’s also where this fic got it’s title. Hope you like it! 

For as long as Shion could remember the city of Kronos had been trapped in a cycle of never-ending winter. The trees leaves had always remained bare and thick blankets of snow covered the ground rather than greenery. His mother had spoken about those times before. Her words painted beautiful images of a rainbow of flowers, the blue skies, the way the tree’s leaves would become red, orange and yellow in the fall. Shion had seen paintings of the other seasons but none of them seemed to compare to the images in his mind. As he worked in the back Shion couldn’t help but think of those beautiful images of spring, long for a time he couldn’t remember.Shion was grateful when his mother came to the back to take over the baking, pulling him from such thoughts. “Safu’s here,” Karan told Shion as he passed by to make his way to the front.Shion let out a sigh of relief at that. The bakery could always use an extra set of hands, one of the reasons Shion had never gone for higher education. The debt left behind by his father still weighed too heavily for his mother to be able to hire an extra set of hands around the bakery. And Shion had no idea what he would even do in the future, at least helping with the bakery was a short term goal. It wasn’t unusual for the bakery to be crowded. It was a place of warmth that offered food, both of which were harder to come across in Lost Town. Food distributions had less rations in them than the day before or so it seemed. “That was the last of the cherry cake,” Safu was calling at the line when Shion arrived up front. “If that’s the only thing you were here for then you can go now.”There were several grumbles and a few people choosing to yell swear words on their way out. However, Safu’s tone made it clear she was having no arguments, and that if anyone wanted to say something to her face she’d show them where the door was. “They’re gone already?” Shion repeated. “But mom made as many as she could and set a limit to one slice per customer.” “Don’t sound so surprised. It’s not like fruit is easy to get these days. When’s the last time you remember fresh fruit being distributed?” Safu responded. Shion couldn’t really argue with that. “If only spring would return then we wouldn’t have to worry about things like that.” An elderly man stood in front of Shion now. He spoke in a hushed voice so Shion could barely hear him. “You know my grandfather told me a story about a time when the world was covered in snow like this. He said that the saints carried spring in their voices. With a song they could make flowers bloom from the snow.” “Oh that sounds…” 

Shion was thankfully spared from having to think of a response as the man ordered in a normal tone. As if he hadn’t just said something completely strange. The rest of the day seemed to pass in a daze. Shion tried to keep himself in the present but his mind kept wandering to what the old man had said. He swore he could almost picture the song being sung. Soft and warm like a lullaby“Hey space case! Don’t make me and Karan clean up by ourselves,” Safu was waving a hand in front of Shion’s face. “S-sorry,” Shion stammered out as he grabbed the can of trash and went out the backdoor with it, to drop it off in the alley. The cold winter air stung at Shion’s face. It was almost as if the world itself was mocking him for the daydreams of spring finally returning. That cruel whisper that said that something as simple as a song couldn’t save the world. He was pulled out of his thoughts again, this time by a hand that clasped itself around his mouth. “Don’t make a sound. Do what I say,” a voice purred in his ear. Shion nodded to the best of his ability. He couldn’t turn to see his attacker but the voice told him it was definitely a man. Shion’s gaze flickered to the door of the bakery, praying that Safu and Karan wouldn’t come out. “Good boy. I need bandages. And if you even think of alerting the authorities you’ll pay.” The hand was removed but the man’s presence was hovering close behind Shion, threatening him to do as he was told. “You’re injured?” Shion asked, whirling around to look at how bad the injury was. His eyes met the man’s and Shion couldn’t pull his gaze away. Gray eyes. They were not the same as the gray clouds that lingered in the sky during the day. Those clouds were cold and dull whereas these eyes were warm and full of life, full of fire. After a few seconds (though it felt like hours) Shion was able to look away from those captivating eyes to look at the injury. A nasty deep gnash on the man’s shoulder. Without proper treatment it would end up infected. “Do you know how to treat that?” Shion asked.”If not I can help take care of it but…” He couldn’t exactly bring him in through the door. “If I open that window would you be able to climb up?” Shion pointed at his bedroom window. It was a long shot but he couldn’t think of a better option. “Let me get this straight. I threaten you and your instinct is to invite me into your home,” the man said slowly. His face remained carefully blank, betraying none of what he was feeling. “You’re hurt,” Shion replied. “If you can’t climb it I can try coming back out. But it’s going to be harder for me to come out.” “And you can’t climb down the wall because…?” “I’ve never tried before. I’d probably end up breaking my neck if I did. Besides I’ll need to gather supplies, you can use that time to climb it.” “Unbelievable.” The man shook his head.“I’ll meet you up there.” Shion made his way back to the bakery where his mother and Safu were wrapping up the last bit of cleaning, wiping down the counters. Shoin felt a little twist in his stomach at making them do it all and promised himself he’d make it up to them later.“We were beginning to think that you weren’t coming back,” Safu said teasingly. Her expression changed to a more serious one at the look on Shion’s face. “Are you alright?” “Yeah I just ended up spacing out while I was watching the snow. It’s been a long day, I think I just need to head to bed. Safu will you be okay walking home alone?” Shion felt worse at the lie and the fact he was asking Safu to walk alone. “Well yes but-” Impatience and worry tugged Shion to the stairs. “I’ll see you later, have a good night!” He called to Safu.He was going to owe her big after this. He was quick to make it to his room and open the window wide open, shivering as a gust of cold wind invaded. He had to work quickly to gather everything before his mother decided to come upstairs. Thankfully the first aid kit in the bathroom was right across from Shion’s room. Returning with the kit and a towel Shion was shocked to see the man was already in the room. He was leaning against the bed, his cloak discarded on the floor. “I’m going to need to cut the sleeve to get to the wound.”The man shrugged. “Do whatever you need to do.”

As Shion applied disinfectant to the wound he was aware of the man watching him like a hawk. It took everything for Shion not to look up and get lost in those beautiful strange eyes. His brow furrowed as he forced himself to focus on the task on hand.“You’re weird just so you know.” “What makes you say that?” “I missed where it was ever considered normal to be kind to someone who threatened your life, especially when you don’t even know their name.”“It’s not like you know my name either,” Shion replied. The two sat in silence as Shion finished applying the disinfectant. “I’m Shion by the way.” “Nezumi.”“Nezumi?” That couldn’t be right. Nothing about him seemed very rodent-like. If anything he brought images of the sunrise after a storm. Shion pulled out a syringe next, flicking at it to make sure to pop any air bubbles. He could feel Nezumi leaning away from him. Glancing up he could see that Nezumi was staring at the syringe apprehensively. “What are you planning with that?” “It’s anesthetic, I’ll need to numb your arm before I stitch it.” Nezum scowled as he held his arm out. “At least you can pretend you don’t like this. I don’t know if I should trust you when you’re grinning at me like a Cheshire cat.”“Am I?” Shion realized now there was indeed a huge grin on his face. “Well it’s not everyday that I get to do something like this.” “How exciting for you,” Nezumi responded dryly. Shion ignored that and focused on giving several injections into Nezumi’s arm. Once he was done he leaned on the bed next to where Nezumi was already doing so.

“What happened to your arm? It looks like a gun wound but that’s impossible. The guards would never allow such a crime.” “Really? Because last time I checked I’m very much here. And sadly this is real too.” Nezumi gestured at his wound as he spoke. Shion bit his lip. “Ask it.”“Who shot you?”Nezumi gave a laugh with no warmth behind it. “Your precious little guard who’s supposed to stop this from happening.”“Your arm should be numb enough.” Shion announced as he pulled out the supplies to sew the wound. Thankfully this gave him something to focus on rather than Nezumi words. It meant Shion could ignore the way this information left his head reeling.“There we go,” he said once he was done. He leaned back to examine his work. Nezumi lifted his arm and turned it to get a better look at Shion’s handiwork. “Not bad. Seems like you actually do know a thing or two.” Shion started to say something but the words were lost when there was a knock on Shions’s door. Beside him Nezumi tensed and his eyes flickered to the door. Shion gave him a soft, reassuring smile before calling, “Yeah mom?” “Hi honey I know you said you’re tired but I wanted to let you know I made some soup for dinner. And there’s still half of a cherry cake left,” Karan called through the door.Beside him Nezumi’s stomach let out a loud gurgle.“Thanks mom.” It was taking Shion everything to fight back laughter at Nezumi scowling at his stomach. Apparently Shion wasn’t doing a good job because Nezumi’s glare turned to him. “If you want I can bring you some,” Shion offered as a peace offering.“Are you sure?” Shion nodded before making his way down the stairs. He got as much as he possibly could while still leaving enough for his mother. He could just give Nezumi his portion for tonight and tomorrow, it would be okay. Shion would be able to sneak a couple pieces of bread. Once he made his way back up Shion set the tray in front of Nezumi. “Sorry it’s not a lot but I hope you still like-”“It’s fine,” Nezumi murmured. “Thank you.” Shion watched as Nezumi devoured the food. Shion’s eyes kept falling to Nezumi’s shoulder. With nothing to keep his mind occupied the questions were finally becoming thoughts. “Why would the guard shoot you?” He asked once Nezumi finished his dinner.Nezumi set the tray aside and stared up at Shion so intensely that Shion had to look away. “Do you understand what you’re asking? This little city isn’t as perfect as you’d like to think it is,” Nezumi said. “There are things that you’re better off knowing. For your sake and for the sake of everyone around you.” Nezumi jerked his head in the direction of the door. “I see….” Shion didn’t, he felt more questions at Nezumi’s statement. “Don’t ask anything else. I’m going to sleep now, if you want to sleep in the bed tonight get in here now. I’m not going to deal with you waking me up in an hour or two when you get tired.”“You want to sleep in the same bed?” Shion couldn’t help how loud he asked that. “There’s still an eternal winter out there. It’ll be better to share body heat and stay warm while we have a chance to do so.” Shion wasn’t going to argue against that logic. Once they were both on the bed Nezumi put his arm over Shion and buried his face into the nook of Shion’s neck. “I forgot that living people are warm,” Nezumi muttered into Shion’s skin.                                                                       *****“On my own, I wasn’t еven able

To make mysеlf vanish

How cowardly and selfish I am

Darkened by the shadow I can never redeem myself from

Is the place where we made our promise

The peak of the flowers’ blooming season.”The soft melody was being sung far away enough that Shion could only barely make it out. He didn’t leave his bed, or even open his eyes, out of fear that the song would stop. That this was actually some pleasant dream.“Unfeeling of both sin and love, spring goes on

The only sparkling lights here are the glimmers in the sky

Please, never grant me any undeserved forgiveness

I want to be destroyed, and I want to be remade

By your side"Shion laid still, hoping to hear more of the angelic voice. After what felt like hours the cold chill in his room was finally beginning to get to him so Shion reluctantly sat up. His hand brushed against the empty spot on the bed next to him.‘Nezumi, were you a part of that strange dream?’Shion scanned the room. There was still a tray with the dirty dishes on it. But the jacket that had been on the floor was now gone. The first aid kit was nowhere to be found either, even in the bathroom where it was usually kept. Shion slipped into the back alley where they had met. The snow no longer had any spots of red on it and Shoin couldn’t find footprints anywhere. Not even leading away from his bedroom window. But there was a small object in the snow right where those footprints should have been. Kneeling down Shion could see it was a small flower. An aster tataricus, Shion recognized it from a picture he had seen in a textbook.Plucking it Shion held it close to this chest. The words of the old man echoed through Shion’s mind. He didn’t know if Nezumi was one of the saints that the old man had spoken of or not. It hardly mattered at this point. Shion knew that one day he would see the ending of winter and one day he would meet with Nezumi again. ‘Thank you for this gift Nezumi. I’ll cherish this feeling forever.’

[kiraofthewind]

Rainbow Fantasy, part 2.

Rainbow Fantasy, the subgenre I invented to describe my own books, could be described as a mix of High, Epic, Dark, and Queer fantasy. Yet it also fails to incorporate certain expectations of those subgenres, hence my hesitation using those labels. Let me explain, using examples from my world:

What is High Fantasy? It takes place in a different world than ours, usually with magic, unique creatures/monsters, spirits/gods/demons, and usually pre-Modern tech. My world features a lot of that, but I hesitate to call it high fantasy because there’s a lot of science going on as well. The mortal world may not have advanced technology due to being unable to harness electricity, but they have the knowledge of how it *should* work. The Ophidians have guns, Ulinor has nuclear energy, the Takyufon and Carinians have mechanical parts, the afterlife *does* have advanced tech… and the future of the mortal world is steampunk. If I advertised my books as High Fantasy and then delivered a book that takes place primarily in Ulinor or Takyu City, with a non-magical, mortal Takyufon MC, readers would feel they didn’t get anything they expected.

What is Epic Fantasy? I feel Epic Fantasy is similar to High Fantasy, but with more allowances for tech/sci fi elements. On the other hand, it implies something, well, epic is happening. The world is ending. A war is occurring. Magic is running rampant. Many of my books are simply *not* epic in scale. They follow a single MC—who may be a normal person in their world—and the only things at stake are things relevant to the MC. If Calinthe fails her quest, the only one who suffers is Calinthe (and Zakuro). If Amiere fails, the only one who suffers is Amiere. Tynan… okay, Tynan’s book is probably a bit more epic than most lol. But that’s another thing: the label “Rainbow Fantasy” is meant to embody *all* my books. I don’t want to have to say “Well MoKaM is High Fantasy, but MoDaH is Epic Fantasy and MoLaB is… Slice of Life Fantasy?” Nah, bro, I’m just gonna say they’re ALL Rainbow Fantasy.

What is Dark Fantasy? It means there’s gonna be some pretty gritty stuff in here. Death, dismemberment, war, torture, rape, cannibalism, horror. Plus sexual elements, maybe even some kinks. To be clear, not ALL Dark Fantasy books need every one of those (I saw a topic the other day where someone had a friend who thought all Dark Fantasy needed rape. I am not implying that!) My books feature quite a bit of adult material, but I wouldn’t call them Dark Fantasy because… there are a lot of really tender, sweet moments. Maybe more so than the dark moments. Like, if I advertised MoLaB as Dark Fantasy, I’d feel like a fraud. It certainly *is* dark, especially in the later half, but that’s not exactly the part I can advertise spoiler-free lol. And if you just LOOK at it… I mean, my art for MoLaB usually depicts bright, sunny beaches, lovely merpeople, cute children. It doesn’t look ‘dark’ at all.

What is Queer Fantasy? Honestly not sure this is a subgenre at all, but it kinda feels like it? Books that take place in a fantasy setting and there’s emphasis on the characters being LGBTQ+? In any case, my world is queernormative and every book has queer people, but it’s just life as usual to them. The stories are never *about* their sexual or gender identity. It might play a powerful role, especially in stories where Ophidia is involved, but they probably won’t resonate with readers looking for stories about characters “coming out” or “going through a transition” because my characters aren’t going to experience the same kind of shame or oppression as real-world characters would.

So to sum up, Rainbow Fantasy is: a non-Earth setting, usually with magic/spirits/gods/non-human people/invented animals, but can include tech. The plots range from ‘the world is ending’ to ‘sculptor grives over his dead daughter.’ There’s some nasty shit, but also some super wholesome and loving shit. And queer is normal and accepted.

Another thing: not everyone writes to be a best-seller. Some people on other sites have made comments implying that I can't call my books by whatever label I think works best because I'm not selling for the traditional market. I reject their assertion. You can write a fanfic meant to be read by yourself and 5 other people and call it whatever you want, with whatever label you want. Fuck the haters. Fuck the gatekeepers. Keep writing.

[pipsketches]

Now I feel bad cause I have been sending a lot of asks. But I wonder. Your OCs have stories, that much I can tell. But I haven't seen an antagonist on the evil spectrum. So... Which is their story as a whole? Do they have villains or monsters? Or they just have a slice of life based story? Nothing wrong with that but got curious. The only reference I have of what you're doing is the tale they're based on, and I have NOT read or hear the whole thing.

No one else is asking so it’s free real-estate! Lol. I also don’t mind.

I’m using Journey to the West pretty much the same way Dragonball did (ridiculously loosely and not meant as an actual adaption) so even if you did, it wouldn’t matter to much.

I definitely don’t have to many evil characters. I like having characters go against each other because of circumstance, misunderstandings, opposing views, or a character’s selfish desire.

The few I have are character’s based on Mythological characters

Yama who is more evil in the “We don’t interfere with mortals” type God characters. In mythology, and other media, he is portrayed both as super evil and just a guy with a job that stresses him out but he is doing his best. I want a middle ground between the two. He’s a death God and resides in Naraka (Buddhist/Hindu’s version of hell which works a little differently from western’s version) and is in charge of choosing who gets punished and who doesn’t so I totally get why he s portrayed that way. So my version is more of guy who makes shitty choices but isn’t trying to be malicious.

Lilith who I am tweaking she was mostly based the biblical Lilith but I want to add elements of Mara’s daughters to her character. Although all of them are evil and have the shtick of tempting people or just fucking them over. Which I am keeping her around for. I do like the element of also just being pissed about having her babies killed and being asked to submit to Adam but idk how that will work with Mara’s mythology.

Mara (who I haven’t spent to much time on tbh) is basically the embodiment of evil in the mythology and that’s what I’m probably gonna keep him as.

Lily is like a demon witch who takes elements from Kurukulla who isn’t evil all the way either. She is said to be an enchantress and is a witch who helps people but also smites or messes with people for no reason. Which I’m keeping for Lily she’s evil more in the “I’m immortal and bored why not make some mess every now and then?” kinda way. Her tiger is like her familiar so he’s evil by association I guess.

Amier’s dad is just evil just the most bigoted asshole. Amier’s brother is more in the internalized hate that then gets taken out on others type evil. With Amier himself his “evil” is more “I know what my family is doing is wrong but I’m scared of them” which debatable on how evil that is. He is secretly plotting their demise with his buddies tho so they’re more in the gray because they are staying complicit with actions in the name of biding their time. Arylide is the main plotter and in part is doing some of it for her own gain and is more comfortable with some of the messier shit that comes with it like backstabbing and murder so theirs that.

Zane & Akina are probably more traditional villains with being a duo that wants to bring out an evil entity and cause chaos. 

Tayori I think is more gray kinda just doing whatever is convenient for him and having everyone distrust him cuz he’ll do you dirty if he has to.

Mach and Rei are just dumb and make poor decisions which ends up with them being at each other’s throats and will probably have a Naruto/Sasuke Adora/Catra moment or two.

Sunny is also in the “will do shit out of self interest or misguidedness” camp but she is generally a good person

My saint is more lawful evil or ends justify the means type which puts her at odds with the a lot of characters but again debatable on the evil thing

This group is more antagonistic to each other. They’re squabbling royalty tho so that is not so great for their people. None of them are trying to destroy anything in particular just kind of gain power or fuck each other over for clout.

The last group is more honorable mention for the exception of “dragon monkey” (haven’t given him a name yet) he is straight up manipulative and conniving. 

Jampa being one of the characters that gets manipulated by him. He does bad shit out of misguidedness, selfishness, and just fuckboy shit.

Oshi also kinda gets manipulated by “dragon monkey” and does things out of misguided desires but he isn’t trying to hurt anyone necessarily.

Menaka and Sandy do/did stick around Oshi for some stuff but they themselves aren’t evil. Sandy is down for a good rebellion and petty theft though

That’s how I’ll leave it! Cuz this is already longer than I thought it was gonna be sorry lol

[miraakhan]

Amier Han, Nan Shen

China loves Aamir! There he is referred to as Amier Han, Nan Shen (male god) and Uncle Aamir, in a more casual way. [Read more here]

[constellations-and-energy]

Hi! I'm Amier and I'm a Taurus. Could I please get a tarot reading? What trait should I focus on bettering about myself in the new year? Thank you and Happy Yuletide!!

Sure! I chose Tarot for you!

The High Priestess

Focus on listening more to your intuition and your inner voice. If they speak up, take a moment to stop what you’re doing and listen to them. They have wisdom to teach you and can steer you away from situations that would not benefit you.

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[marco-enthusiast]

i was tagged by @mysticmayawiki I’m sorry I’m doing this like ten years later!

nickname: Bri or Bri Bri, mostly Bri though Star sign: Virgo  height: 5′7″ When I’m with most friends from home and some I’ve made in college I’m like the tall one but when I’m with my roommates I am the small one. It’s a strange in between existence live.  last thing i googled: LIRR train times because I was going home from @mysticmayawiki‘s house! fave music artist(s) : I am much more of a I like this one song person than a I love this artist kind of person. I do have a lot of Beyonce and Melanie Martinez on my phone, also a lot of Amier, Reol, and Mafumafu tbh. last movie i watched: Sword of the Stranger! I was in the mood to rewatch it recently. last tv show I watched: Series of Unfortunate Event, I got about half way through so I must finish. What kind of stuff do i post: Anime both seasonal and what I like. Manga caps and some final fantasy/kingdom hearts stuff. Flowers and like general art that isn’t necessarily fan art. do i get asks regularly: Lmfao not at all why did i choose my url: Because I love boku no hero academia and I particularly love when All Might addresses Izuku as “Midoriya my boy” gender: female hogwarts house: Huffin Puffin (Hufflepuff) though I’m only slight ashamed to say I have not seen all the Harry Potter movies or read all the books (but i know things)  pokémon team: If we’re talking Pokemon Go, Team Mystic! favourite colour: I don’t really have one? Though I generally prefer green or blue when asked if its like to get me something in that color.  average hours of sleep: About 5 or 6, 7 on a good day.   lucky number: 5 how many blankets do i sleep with: Depends on the time of year and if my landlord decides to keep the heat on. It ranges from 1 to 3. dream job: I don’t know if I would call it my dream job but I’m studying to be an actuary so it would be a dream to get my desired job.  following: 617 followed by: 461

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[soloavengers]

the grip this book has on me already, i hope my brain doesn’t fuck this up by making me lose interest in reading for no reason 🙏🏼

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[soloavengers]

hate when books are emotionally edging me. tears in my eyes but i’m not yet miserable enough to start sobbing. crying. disgustingly.

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me after 200 pages with a character i didn’t expect to like

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oh sick start for a book, the two protagonists (i’m assuming) who never met just killed two characters in one scene at the same time in the first chapter.

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girls when How many good people will he kill until he realizes he is the great evil he thought himself fighting against (no foreseeable number.)

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almost done with the stupid book i now have very intense fear of the endings of john gwynne books bc this is the first one i’ve read, and his debut - what, how will - how can it get worse. what is wrong with him

[soloavengers]

tearing up over words printed on paper. i’m not crying over this book yet i Refuse. 🤚🏼

[soloavengers]

winnie imposter