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Writing Project Previews: An Wuxia Novel Intro I'm Working On

Chapter 1: Nighttime is the Best Time to Laze Around After Finishing A Job

Training for the disciples of the Lǐyú Academy started early in the day and early in life.

Children from all walks in life were sent to the Academy to begin training their bodies and minds in preparation to become Xiá, defenders of the Mortal Realm, fighting against demons and taming the beasts of the world whilst keeping the peace.

Before the sun rose, the disciples rose to begin conditioning th...

A Heads UP And A Warning

College has begun, so my free time and energy have both been cut down quite a bit. I'll still be writing, still updating, but I"ll be less prolific. Instead of a chapter every week, it'll most likely be along the lines of a chapter every two weeks now. At least once I hit my back log.

I'm shifting from fanfiction to original novels, but rest assured that I will not be abandoning AGT and will still begrudingly (Only Half-serious) continue working on Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth. THere...

Hide No More, Hare Chapter 2

Chapter 2: A Lie Broken Before It Was Even Spoken.

EDITED BY: Toffee

Her old figurines were still here.

Weird thing to notice, but it was… 5:00 am? Moon’s Scorn, Hapa thought she got over her hating herself phase, but really? Why would her body betray her like this and force her to wake up this early?

She ignored the perfectly logical explanation that she had trained herself to be a light sleeper and an early riser to survive in Akasha.. Gah, she wanted to sleep ...

TMNT + B (RotTMNT with OC) Episode 1

Episode 1

Catchy elevator music. Say what you will about the capitalist bourgeois, they’ve got good taste in music. Decor could leave a little bit of desire. Any more gold, and I’d start feeling like this is weird foreplay for a golden fucking shower if you know what I mean.

When the doors finally opened, I found that the balcony was filled with dozens and dozens of muscled thugs in blacksuits. I don’t know why Mr. … I don’t remember his name, but let’s call him rich...

Hide No More, Hare Chapter 1

Chapter 1: To Return Home Is A Timeless Event

EDITED BY: Toffee

Waikiki was dirtier than she remembered..

The acrid smell of gasoline mixed with salty sea air to burn her sensitive nose. The sounds of cars and tourists filled the air, a cacophonous onslaught on her ears, and the lights of the city overpowered the stars in the sky.

To those of this world, it was just another day. To those that had been the Hare’s companions, it was a long-sought dream. To the Hare h...

Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Edited by:

Fucked shit was going on at the Docks.

They always were. It was fucking Brockton Bay, fucked shit happened every day here, and this was the Docks where every other gang but the Merchants had shit to do. It was the place to do the shady shit, and it was close by the sea so lots of people got measured up for cement shoes, and despite the Boss’s best efforts, the Docks were never going to go back to shipping shit.

At best, it was the best place to...

A Faker Or Something Chapter 2

Edited by: Toffee

Midnight.

Checking the clock, Jaune saw that it was midnight. It didn’t feel like midnight, but the shattered moon was at the highest point, everything was dark, and Nora was snoring louder than a chainsaw, so it was probably midnight.

Also, a quick check on his scroll confirmed that it was midnight.

Jaune Arc was wide awake, too busy with thoughts and thinking to sleep. You’d think the snoring would be the biggest problem, but no. It felt like be...

Mini-Mayhem At Mayohiga

Furisode Kimono sucked.

From a distance, they had always looked so… marvelous. A thing for rich humans, a thing for powerful yokai to wear and show off. When she was a simple cat, they had been luxurious to sleep uon; when she was an unaligned and simple beast yokai, they had been things of envy. To wear one would have been like wearing hand-painted arts with their pretty designs and… just…

Furisode Kimono looked amazing, and Chen had always wanted to wear one.

But… ...

A LARPer Or Something Chapter 1 (RWBY Fanfic)

Sipping at his coffee, Ozpin toyed with the pawn piece in his other hand even as he watched over the Initiation exam through the panels that displayed the footage of the camera’s in the Emerald Forest.

Hunters-to-be raced through the forest, using their Aura and fantastical weapons born of technology to fight off the dark monsters of Grimm, Ozpin sighed at the pale imitation of magic. If only he had the power of the Brother Gods’ time, humanity and himself wouldn’t suffer so. But ...

Kourin of the Kourindou Sells Nothing As Usual

Ah, the broadcast was starting. Just as he was finishing up the last bits of prepwork. Excellent timing on the Fool’s part.

Rinnosuke Morichika, Owner of the Kourindou, supposed that would be an interesting backdrop to have for the Tsukimi tonight. Upon the 15th day of the eighth lunar month and the 13th day of the ninth lunar month, people, youkai and humans alike, would gather about to view the moon.

Rinnosuke was a quiet individual. He preferred not to go to such rowdy gather...

Memories Broken/Truth Unspoken Chapter 2(RWBY Fanfic with Slight SI Elements)

Chapter 2

“So we’re testing into this… Beacon Academy? And we’re supposed to get a Relic?”

Walking through the Emerald Forest whose name I still found hilariously redundant, I was passing the time by trying to shore up the gaps of memory with Pyrrha as my guide. I had asked a variety of questions pertinent to the situation at hand, a bit like 20 Questions.

Apparently, this was an Initiation. Made sense. Testing your aptitude to be a Hunter by dropping you into a fo...

Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth Chapter 2(Touhou/Worm Crossover)

Doing his best not to quell under the unamused stare of the Shopkeeper, Greg smiled awkwardly as he reflected that… maybe he should’ve planned this better. Actually have a gameplan instead of just… popping in.

In his defense, Greg had been excited to finally find the shop after a week of looking for it. It hadn’t been in the original spot which only made it that much more alluring and Greg that more sure that, yes, this was absolutely the mysterious shop trope.

So finally ...

Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth Chapter 2(Touhou/Worm Crossover) DEFUNCT

Survival of the fittest.

Most adults didn’t like to admit it, but that’s how it went in life. They knew it, capes knew it, everybody knew it. Everybody liked to dress it up nice-like, but at the end of the day, the strong imposed their will.

Which was why Emma took it upon herself to keep the order. It was the duty of the strong to keep the filth in line, and since every single adult in Winslow was useless detritus, order fell onto the students themselves.

Also, the scho...

Moonsong and Wolfstep Chapter 1 (Original Novel)

Chapter 1: Children, While Edible, Should Not Be Eaten

An ashen wolf in spring dashed through a forest still clad in the snow-white remnants of winter, hunting for life to hunt and feed upon.

A harsh winter had caused it to grow lean, but it had made it through far better than most of its winter. Indeed, if its brethren were to see it now, most would think that it was in the midst of preparing for winter instead of just recovering from it.

A thick gray coat with black tips...

Episode 5: Tsukimi (Re-Upload Since it May Have Gotten Lost In the Feed. Public Release 2nd Week of July)

Episode 5: Tsukimi

Once upon a time, there was no moon nor stars in the sky. Once upon a time, there was no one here to search for them. Once upon a time ended a long time ago.

Gensokyo Welcomes You.

Merry Tsukimi! Happy Tsukimi! !I do not know what the greeting is, but a good Tsukimi to all of you! It’s the moon-viewing festival and I’ll be quite honest, I have no idea what that is. I mean, I have heard about it in my travels, but this will be my first time doing one! 2022-06-20 02:01:57 +0000 UTC View Post

Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth Chapter 1(Touhou/Worm Crossover)

Smile and the world smiles with you.

Greg Veder tried to live life like that. Be enthusiastic, be overboard with the joy, and maybe, someday, somebody would be friends with him. It was hard though. He laughed at the wrong places, smiled at the wrong times, and people always wanted to smile when he wasn’t.

So much for showing your best self when people seemed determined to stomp on you anyways.

Right now, Greg was running because some jerks wanted to laugh while he cried. H...

Memories Broken/Truth Unspoken Chapter 1(RWBY Fanfic with Slight SI Elements)

There’s something about being in a tree that makes you become philosophical.

Why are we here? More specifically, why am I here?

This forest is filled with Grimm. I know because there’s a pack of Beowolves baying and howling. They showed up right after the first human I saw left.

Speaking of said human, fuck that white lass was a bitchadoodle for leaving me stuck up in a tree. She just walked right in, walked right out, nary a word to say to me. Fucking bitch. Least she c...

Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth WIP Document

As promised to the people who actually donate to this tier, I offer the google doc link to the active document that I am working on for them to see and read at their leisure. Feel free to comment and edit on the spot.

This is the SPECIAL Main document. For one whole month, you get to read the entirety of what I have written at any given moment, see what I have planned, see the outline. This POST also holds the discarded routes of what could've been!

PLEASE NOTE THAT EVERY MONTH I ...

Strange Samsara of Migrant Myth Prologue(Touhou/Worm Crossover)

“Name?”

Brockton Bay’s City Hall was a bustling place. It had to be for the city was constantly under siege under its own resident gangs and villains, and the busywork of paperwork to keep things orderly and maintained was a nigh constant onslaught. Buckling under the weight of its own failures, every department had its arms full in trying to stem the fall.

The Immigration Office was an anomaly in how sleepy it was then, but an understandable one. Few wished to move into the...

Colors of the WIll 'o' the Wisps Chapter 6

Despite how depressing I usually am, I’m quite the morning person. Sometimes I woke up late, especially if I went to bed late last night or shit happened, but typically speaking, I woke up before my favorite coffee shop did to be one of the first, if not the first customer.

Having already gotten my usual; an iced coffee with eight shots of espresso, eight sugarcubes, a bit of cream, and a lot of mint essence, I was almost ready to deal with the aftermath of my bullshit last night.

Colors of the Will 'o' the Wisps Chapter 5

Funny how I came back to playing the guitar when I was sad.

…My mother liked the sounds of guitar. Apparently, that’s how Dad wooed her. By playing accompaniment to her dancing. The few memories I had of her, I remember her dancing to the guitar. Dad would play it in the living room, and she would dance, twirling and swirling, her magic accenting her fluid movements sharply, softening her quick steps into smooth slides. She always seemed so light, light like a fairy, light enough to...

Colors of the Will 'o' the Wisps Chapter 4

The party was loud and noisy and chaotic. Typical Fairy Tail party from what I remember as a kid, but… it felt unfamiliar. I mean, why wouldn’t it be? These past seven years, we didn’t have much to celebrate, so something of this level of excitement would naturally be out of sorts.

I was having fun though. I got my mug of mead, which I didn’t have to pay for this time because everything was free, take that, dad. But I got my mug of mead, I got some snacks to nibble on, and I had...

WIPs

Recently, I learned how to make a table of comments. From now on, I plan to make one master document that will have all my rought sketches and outlines and writing for that story in one document.

Just to make things easier for myself. I'll also be allowing 10$s and above patrons to access this document for all ongoing projects. I've already been doing a form of this with chapters of AGT, but moving forward, I'm endeavoring to do this for all my projects.

Every month, I'll reset ac...

Yuuka Kazami's Nice, Pleasant, Only Mildly Deadly Teatime

The subtlety of power was colored by its usage.

The difference between a god and a monster wasn’t the amount of power that could be brought to bear, but how that power was used. A god of fire warmed and protected. A monster of fire burnt and killed.

Perhaps that was a bit of an oversimplification for Gods were well known for their violent whimsy and even monsters had that which they protected, but then again, Yuuka Kazami was a simple woman. She enjoyed her flowers, destroyed th...

Colors of the Will 'o' Wisps Chapter 3

I didn’t like surprises.

Happy. Sad. I just… didn’t like surprises.

I could tolerate them, even appreciate them after the fact, but in the moment? That upheaval of the status quo from one state to another?

So when Dad’s face went slack after picking up a call during our after-fight coffee celebration, I knew something was up and braced myself accordingly.

“They found them,” Dad said shellshocked, hand shaking slightly as he placed his Cat-Pad down, having 2022-04-29 04:11:54 +0000 UTC View Post

Colors of the Will 'o' The Wisp Chapter 2

Some people say that you don’t know what you have until you’ve lost it. I say you don’t know what you’ve lost until you’ve taken it back.

Opening the doors to Fairy Tail was a heady feeling. It was early days yet and there was still that vague feeling that we might lose everything again, but… here and now? Just sheer happiness, full of pride that Fairy Tail had finally reclaimed her home.

“I’m back!” I shouted to an empty room.

…Though that joy was temper...

Colors of the Will'o'Wisp Chapter 1

Life’s so simple when you’re about to die.

Things are great then. Fight or flight engages, adrenaline spikes, your systems run high and pain shuts off; life’s so great when you’re about to die. If there’s nothing you can do, you close your eyes and just enjoy the natural drugs your body pumps out.

If there’s something you can do? Well, then it’s literally do-or-die and if you fail? Well, then.

You don’t have to live with the consequences!

Because you’...

Colors of the Will'o'Wisp (Fairy Tail Fanfiction with a Minor Crossover with Reborn!) Prologue Chapter

Regrets.

What a funny thing. To live life in this world was to accumulate regrets. For Zeref, his newest regret was a child named Romeo Conbolt.

Zeref had warned the child that first day, but the child, as most children did, ignored him.

To his regret, Zeref hadn’t done enough to warn the child away. Perhaps he hadn’t done anything at all. Perhaps he was lying because Zeref knew he was lying when he said he hadn’t looked forward to the child’s visit.

For one su...

Ran's Frantic, Too-Long, Too-Fast, Much-Too-Backtracking Day

Youkai were the mystical manifestations of human fears, of human desires, of humanity’s hidden parts and unthought of forgottens. Eldritch in typicality, the familiarity that sometimes arose was only there to enhance the strangeness. Perhaps a Night Sparrow wished to open a stand to make some money, but luring customers for such a youkai was a simple matter of tactical blinding. Perhaps the dragon standing guard over her treasures reminded one of the human desire of greed, but the ferocity ...

Avatar: Pacification of the Asuras: PILOT EPISODE (COMPLETE)

As the last Airbending family flew away from the Southernmost compound of the White Lotus on their family bison, Jinora had the sinking feeling that her father was, once more, naively optimistic about simply announcing a hiatus on the Avatar’s training.

It had taken Jinora a while to get used to being… well, Jinora. Having memories of a past life was… tricky? It was tricky when you were a child, but after a few years, Jinora had decided that the two lives were separate. Her old li...