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Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Novel Chapter 183
Like a goat's, Mia's pupils stretched horizontally and narrowed in a moment, as if she was quite surprised by my question of waiting for the Bloody Door.
'So… it was Mia, not the 4th Empress.'
“I don’t know what the Princess is talking about.”
Mia acted even more sadly as if she couldn't detect the change that took place in her eyes.
All this time she continued to keep up her pretense, dropping tears that aroused the sympathy of others.
“Mia, you know what?”
I called her silently.
“You are excellent at acting in tears, but you are not good at hiding your feelings from your eyes. Your repertoire is no different from the time when you deliberately slipped and fell in front of Philap Montez, so it's boring.”
“You might think that with the rise of the Red Moon, the creation of chaos by connecting the demon world to this world is a great achievement for you, but you're so boring…every time it's the same thing with you, don't you think?”
As the emotions of the devil and Mia were stimulated at the same time, the hands that I was touching began to tremble.
“If you lie and squeeze tears while everything is exposed, you think you won't be defeated?”
I put in my grasp some divine power so strong that it was unparalleled.
As we were facing each other, threads burst in her eyes and the whites turned red.
Looking at her arm that was turning black because of the divine power, her lips trembled as I saw how Mia decided that she couldn't hide it anymore.
“To stop acting and lying… do you think I'm suicidal?”
Suddenly, she stopped crying and exposed her eyes that changed and looked like a goat's.
“Actually, I think it’s fun.”
As her attitude suddenly changed strangely, the crowd and the investigating team murmured, it was only then that they got a strange feeling.
“Deborah Seymour, if only you wouldn't have been the one who interfered with me.”
“!!”
“It would have been much more fun.”
Suddenly, a hot pain like a harsh whipping came from my hand.
Strong magic flowed from her skin that touched me, and my hand that was holding her wrist got so red as if it had been burned.
However, even if I wanted to remove my hand from her darkening skin, this time Mia was grabbing my arm like she had claws.
“Yes, as you said, I was waiting for the Red Moon to rise.”
I still remember Nyla trembling in fear when the monsters poured out like rain from the bloody night sky.
As soon as Mia's words were over, a faint voice broke through our eardrums.
“Hah, you are Nyla… ? You, who lived as you pleased, are the real incarnation of a Saint. Isn't that funny?”
The voices of Mia and the devil were touching our eardrums in succession, and then gradually they overlapped into one.
“But even if I don't have that Red Moon, your future of only death won't change.”
It could not be distinguished whether they were Mia's words or whether it was the curse poured out by the devil who had been banished before the foundation of the empire by Nyla.
I talked to the being in front of me who showed sharp profane intentions.
“I'm sorry, but I'll live a long time…until my purple hair becomes gray.”
Swallowing my flesh-burning pain, with my strength on the tip of my toes, I kicked her shin-bone hard and stepped on the backbone of her foot.
“Now!!”
Mia's body staggered as if she hadn't expected this kind of warfare, then laughed again like before.
“I'll just do this earlier.”
“… Uh, what is that!”
"Oh my gosh. Lord, Lord... "
People who sympathized with Mia had astonished faces at her appearance.
'Is it alchemy?'
This is because the powder that changed her hair color to flowery pink was crumbling and gradually changed back to its original color.
“That's the devil! A really strong devil, even the Archbishop was deceived!”
At the same time, goat-like horns sprang up on Mia's temples, and then with the new crown she screamed loudly with a vile face.
'You even dyed your hair. You played the reincarnation of the Saint very carefully.'
Suddenly, a feeling of embarrassment rose.
In the past, Nyla saved the world by sacrificing her life so she couldn't properly enjoy any honor or wealth, she was poisoned by a strong Magi and died after living a short life.
“Lord, save us from the devil.”
The priest, who was trembling with his hands together, opened his mouth.
“There, my God!”
I created thousands of white arrows in the air and poured them down towards Mia, who quickly assimilated the devil, and my father took advantage of the distraction gap and gave some orders.
“Right away, use all your abilities to attack Mia Vinoche, who is now turning into a devil!”
“Stop, my Lord! Look over there... "
Suddenly, with the sound of thunder and lightning cracks appeared in the dark gray sky.
Through the cracks in the open sky, a group of demon dragons appeared, and monsters with various strange shapes poured down to the ground.
‘But it’s a group of monsters that are significantly smaller than when the Red Moon rose… '
It's much better than the terrible sight that made me scared from my dreams where the whole sky turned red.
'Should I say we got some luck among all these misfortunes?"
We've stopped getting to the worst scenario, but the cracks happening all over the place will eventually dissipate the power here.
'Besides, with the darkness from Mia's body... I don’t feel well.’
Despite my healing power, I swallowed dry saliva while looking at my hands still tingly swollen.
The darkness spewing out from the direction where Mia was laying on her stomach was thick enough to choke my breath.
“You're hurt.”
Isidor, who had come to my side, said with a firm face.
“Princess, if you feel it's dangerous, run away. I told you the other day, you should not have any sense of duty to save them all.”
Again, thinking that he was quick to notice, I swallowed a bitter smile.
“His goal is me anyway.”
And there's no way I can run away and leave Isidor and my family.
'In the end, I ended up confronting that devil even in this life. Damn it.'
“Isidor..this...”
"Yeah, Princess?”
“Tell me that everything will go well, that me and you and all of our dear ones will live happily for a long time.”
His beautiful emerald-colored eyes wandered for a moment.
He felt that it wasn't like me, who meticulously weighed the efficiency and economics of everything, to ask for an unexpectedly emotional speech at an urgent time.
“Isidor, surprisingly, there is a strong power in the language of your distant ancestors.”
“Originally, the Golden Visconti was the Golden Dragon Visconti. The dragon is a supreme animal that symbolizes the emperor, so the name of the family has been changed due to political issues.”
“It means you are a descendant of a dragon. And there existed a power of speech of the Imperial Dragon.”
“Don't you believe it? So in this moment of desperate anguish will you reveal your dragon words?”
He might have thought it was absurd, but Isidor spoke how I told him to do it with his blind eyes.
I can't believe that a man who is faithful like a large dog is the descendant of a dragon who is selfish and greedily covets only gold.
“It will all work out.”
"Oooh..Huh!"
“Was there even a single thing we've been doing that has failed?”
“No, not even one.”
“It will always be you and me.”
The moment he drew out a lucky coin on both sides, and concluded with a peculiar relaxed and confident tone, I was convinced that everything was going to work out.
'Because Isidor would be the protagonist even if he would ride on the KTX train.'
And with good timing, those who were on my side appeared one by one.
“I'm late. I'm sorry, Princess.”
The powerful flames shot by the 5th Princess instantly annihilated a swarm of monsters that squirmed like worms.
The Crown Prince, the sword master, also took the vanguard and quickly cut down the vital spot of a demon dragon.
Rosad's squadron of battle mages enchanted powerful high-level magic in a rapid succession. And thanks to Thierry and the Duchess of Orgo, who owed me her life, the Orgo family also participated in the fight against the devil.
Besides them was even my reliable escort, knight Oryx, who shows the power of a hundred per day.
In spite of the sudden commotion, my side quickly cleared the line and responded well to the hellish mess of the devil.
It was completely different from the one-sided and cruel massacre that took place under the Red Moon in Nyla's memory.
'Yeah, didn't you get hit once or twice?'
-Did you think this would be the end? However you are not succeeding.
At that time, the eerie voice of the devil spread out into the air as a strong blizzard.
Pang!
Two more cracks broke out with a loud bursting sound, and a demon dragon, which might be their leader, popped out from the gap that was wide open.
But at the same time, what I had been waiting for appeared: an ancient weapon that I asked Belreck to find just in case.
It was a golem.
“Well, what the hell is that?!”
“This time is it a monster attacking another monster?”
"No. Sir Belreck is standing up there!”
Mirzu Seymour's twin brother had been experimenting with the same power as Belreck, so I thought Belreck could also operate that thing.
'Because of mass-producing massage machines, Belreck is faster than anyone else when it comes to figuring out the structure of any machine. If it's a simple mechanism like a golem, he'll make it work.'
“Wait a minute, father, Deborah!”
Belreck shouted from above the golem's head.
The giant demon dragon, believed to be the leader, flapped wildly its wings, but as Belreck swung the golem's huge and hard arms, it fell like a lizard in no time.
-Great…
As if in resentment, the devil trembled wildly, and a darkness, strong enough to shake the ground, rose.
'Please just a little more… '
As I licked my dry lips, I prayed that the devil would keep being distracted from making cracks.
As far as I knew, I was on the verge of completing the divine magic, which is the strongest and most threatening to evil spirits.
It was then.
—You, what are you doing?
Suddenly, the demon with his hand outstretched to the sky summoned a long black spear and threw it in my direction.
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intothedreamverse · 3 months
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White Nights, Fyodor Dostoevsky
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ffcrazy15 · 3 months
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Someone needs to do an analysis on the way the Kung Fu Panda movies use old-fashioned vs. modern language ("Panda we meet at last"/"Hey how's it going") and old-fashioned vs. modern settings (forbidden-city-esque palaces/modern-ish Chinese restaurant) to indicate class differences in their characters, and how those class differences create underlying tensions and misunderstandings.
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Lackadaisy Enrichment
#in our enclosures!!#video linked as source; which i'm glad to see already has a million views and is trending. That's Right#lackadaisy#WHICH i have been reading since at least '07 when i was thirteen my god b/c this animation is based on the ongoing webcomic#like does its influence show up Directly in some Discrete way i can point to in my art? not very easily probably. And Yet.#the inspiration....i wasn't able to be Regularly Only for at least another year / art done Nonprofessionally Online was novel to me#like wow ppl can make & post fanart of w/e they love huh....didn't know webcomics were a thing & i never really read that many since but.#good god the quality of Lackadaisy at its onset is like this is superb?? this person putting in all their talent and effort???#and Then you get years & years more art and i don't even know what superlatives to throw out abt its quality as it evolves. obsessed w/it..#if i see a new lackadaisy comic page i Will be acting out. obviously this animation is a delight & also stunning. and fascinating to also#juxtapose as a Translation / Interpretation of the comic in a different medium & standalone snippet of Story#and that we're not even quite there in the comic timeline; Taking Notes abt character info we get distilledly here....genuinely love like#take it back to '07 i'm like oh boy can't wait for the dream team to assemble. then a decade later when it did? Oh Boy. that is payoff lol#namely hooray for stitches and mudbug at the field office for every passing gangster. killing one marigold associate but not the other#which seems like a promising start to shootouts w/the other dream team triumvirate. i adore that in canon so far mordecai freckle & rocky#have met but only over a nice brunch. re: all intentions anyways. anyways i'm like Gifs Must Be Made while i'm also so riled afresh abt the#comic that i've been sooo hype for for over fifteen yrs now babeyyy Deservedly. i've done a couple of rereads & ought to do another....#For Interest it'd probably take a few sittings to catch up from the start but there is much to be engaged over....this ongoing story that's#historical fiction prohibition bootlegging cats with plenty of focus on characters & several Mysteries. which i'm better at parsing now lol#like one of the more recent rereads like Oh Of Course x (probably) accidentally killed his y & z took the fall & that's a binding secret...#Not [oh of course] abt the circumstances surrounding a's death & how b & c were involved. nor the ''what's marigold's damage'' mystery#which is great. love to not know things. love that we can readily follow all the emergent drama everyone's wading in nowadays. hell yeah#anyways admire my organized approach to gifs here. four shots each Expressions Atmosphere Action Groupshots#sure might've muddled through gifmaking for this anyways but fr being a huge lackadaisy comic enjoyer for now most of my life helps#and its very Overall Inspiration like. just really getting the [you can really just draw stuff out here] going. fr the art's detail & skill#and that enrichment like i'm gonna have a great time following this. And I Have#you don't expect a crowdfunded indie animation in the mix back then but hell yeah fellas#SIGH ok removing a 4th gif that's broken / not displayed despite reuploading then entirely remaking it. if it's a bug i'll try again later
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firstkanaphans · 4 months
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The Eclipse - English Translation
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My translation of The Eclipse novel is finally here! Although I had originally planned to post it on AO3, I have a bad feeling that it's going to get taken down before I can actually finish it, so I’ve decided to post the chapters individually to a Google Drive instead. I’m sorry. I know it’s not ideal, but I will post the finished product on AO3 once I am done, so feel free to wait for that if you would like to!
The whole novel is ~120K words and there are 13 chapters total. Updates should come quickly as the translation is already complete—I simply have to edit it. I will reblog this post with translation notes for each individual chapter every time I update. 
Full disclaimer: I am not a native Thai speaker. I am simply a fangirl doing my best. If I’ve fucked anything up majorly, I do apologize. Just let me know and I will correct it as soon as possible.
Feel free to share the link to the Google drive with other fans privately, but I do ask that you not post the link publicly on any other social media site as I really would like to avoid getting sued. Reblogs are perfectly fine!
If you enjoy my translation, please consider purchasing the Thai version of the novel on Meb to support the original creator.
Link to Google Drive
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yingandzhan · 2 months
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A lot of stuff floating around about the Chinese concept of hun and po souls in reference to MDZS at the moment, as well as the usual stuff concerning WWX's cultivation, yet again.
Very, very brief explanation on hun/po: When a person dies po souls stay with the dead body and eventually go back to the earth. The hun souls go up to the heavens to face retribution and eventual reincarnate.
Firstly, before I continue, this is not the same for all xianxia novels and beliefs around hun and po. But, from what I can see in the Chinese text, MXTX has it that the hun souls that usually go off to eventually reincarnate when someone dies are trapped on the earth and form ghosts/various types of moving corpses when they possess resentment. Hun is mentioned in a number of places and the most compelling evidence I've found is the name of the Gusu Lan's "evocation" song which is aptly named 招魂 (zhāo hún) - this is the song they play when they are trying to contact a restless spirit using a part of it's body or a beloved item.
This shows us that it is not the po souls they are trying to save or suppress, but the hun souls - they are actively trying to help people move on, unless they have to suppress or even destroy them (preventing them from reincarnating ever again) if they refuse to see reason and pose a threat to the living.
WWXs cultivation gives the souls trapped on earth another chance to move on if 'liberation' does not work. Rather than suppressing the soul and prolonging their time trapped on earth or completely destroying them as is the third and final option available to cultivators, he has invented a fourth option - to help the souls use up their resentment (in a safe and controlled manner) that allows them to move on and reincarnate also. WWXs cultivation method is NOT EVIL and does NOT DISRUPT the reincarnation cycle - he's helping the souls that would usually be suppressed or exterminated. He is saving hun souls by using guidao, he is helping them move on and live again where most cultivators would hunt and destroy them instead.
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hopeymchope · 6 months
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The entire "Danganronpa Kirigiri" series is now available in English.
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I don't do Reddit much, which is probably why I only just learned yesterday (courtesy of @vampietears) that Danganronpa Kirigiri Volumes 1-7 have all been translated into English and made available as PDF versions in the past year.
I searched Tumblr for any mention of this and found absolutely none, so I feel confident that I'm far from the only person who didn't know these were available.
CLEAR YOUR SCHEDULES, DR fans! It's definitely going to take me some time to work through the whole series, but I hope (eh? eeeehhh?) to enjoy the process.
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anghraine · 3 months
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Darcy's role in P&P would work for me anyway, but tbh it works for me 10x better because he halfway reverts back to form towards the end of the book.
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nadox · 9 months
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Guys, I think we're on the roll.
This new novel will drop on 30 August along side with the love comedy Raincode novel on 19 August.
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isnovelman · 10 months
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Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Side Story Chapter 8
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'Hmm. By the way, Michelle Granbert is more than a princess's friend... .'
I feel like an ardent believer.
During the battle with the Warlock, I lent her a joint doll to serve as a bait, so I thought she was pretty close to the princess, but Michelle's condition was a little different from being a friend.
“Wow, Princess. Doesn't my face look weird now? I’m so nervous.”
Michelle asked me about her condition with a pale face. Her clenched fists were trembling with tension from before.
“Originally, you’re on the white side, so you don’t look much different from usual. But, are you so nervous? ”
After all, Deborah is the saint who saved the empire.
The other day, there weren't many people who recognized her true worth, and she was with the devil, but after the battle, it was definitely felt that her followers increased.
“I really can't believe it. I didn't expect it, actually, I prayed, but I wasn't very lucky, so I never dreamed that I would be invited to this event. It is such an honor and thank you again, Princess.”
Michel Granbert, who was invited to this tea party due to the whim of the princess, had trouble sleeping from the day she was invited.
Everyone was envious of themselves attending a tea party with two celebrities from the Empire... . I never liked her because she was a saint!
Michelle took great pride in not being late.
'The owner of Armand, whom I had only vaguely imagined, was Princess Deborah! She even had a sublime side job of being a saint.'
Tea time with the person whom I admired enough to prepare a tribute to the doll to secretly present and even write an analysis thesis!
“You are a very successful person. It was good to be alive.”
Michelle was thrilled.
“But I didn’t know that you would be in front of the imperial family since dawn. Damn I came out early.”
“If you are late for even one second, it is a big deal. So, it is more comfortable to wait in the morning.”
“Huh, yes, that aside, I’ve been concerned about it since a while ago, but what did you have in your hand?”
“It's a script...”
“I don’t know why I need a script for the tea party, but I’m skipping this one, so what did I write down?”
The 5 princesses showed curiosity as they looked at the paper note that Michelle had been holding like a lifeline before.
“… Listen to what I have to say when we meet. this and that.”
“Can I see her?”
While Michelle was hesitating, the news came that the princess had just arrived in front of the Imperial Palace.
“Princess, I suddenly feel dizzy with my tongue…”
Suddenly, Michelle staggered and touched her forehead.
“Wake. You've been waiting since dawn If you fall down like this, you won't be able to see for even a second. ”
“I'll hold out.”
Michelle clenched her teeth and nodded her head resolutely.
Soon after, Princess Deborah appeared through the door, and Michelle managed to suppress the scream.
“How have you been, Princess?”
Princess Deborah greeted her with her characteristic cold expression. However, Princess 5 could now read the warmth in her eyes.
“Thanks to you.”
The two made eye contact and shook hands lightly.
“Did the princess do well too?”
“Yeah, thanks to the princess, I’ve been able to rest and have a good time.”
“But we decided to call each other names, Deborah.”
“It is, Vivienne.”
Seeing the two of them calling their names affectionately, Michelle rolls her feet and wanted to strengthen her feet.
'I'm so envious of you, Princess. I want to ask you to call my name so friendly! '
Although she was yelling out violently inside, Michelle, like a high-ranking nobleman, was adept at hiding her emotions.
“My Michelle, it’s been a while.”
Deborah greeted her, hiding her inner awkwardness.
In front of the company who wrote an analysis thesis about Armand and even promoted it as a five-star restaurant, I was a bit pricked in conscience because I pretended to know nothing about it and was hiding my identity.
In addition, to lure the 3rd Prince by boat, Michelle borrowed what he had, but he dropped the doll in the water and was unable to return it.
'I said in the first place that I don't have to give it back, but... .'
Since she's Princess Seymour, maybe she couldn't ask for the money back.
Deborah glanced at her, and Michelle barely raised her voice, her pupils trembling.
“Princess, it’s been a while.”
“Last time I suddenly asked you to borrow a doll for the boat, thank you for willingly allowing me.”
'It's just an honor for the princess to remember and even use my doll to do something big! Another honor! So there's no need to thank you with such a gracious attitude... Sobbing.'
However, Michelle could not utter the sentences that quickly passed through her head. It was because she was so crazy that her eyes became white as she got entangled with the lines of the script she had written in advance.
‘Just don’t prepare anything. '
“Michelle?”
The 5 princesses lightly called out to Michelle, who seemed to have forgotten how to breathe.
'I guess I'm a little uncomfortable.'
Deborah opened her mouth with a humble face, thinking that Michelle was having a hard time with her face just looking at her face.
“Seymour will surely pay you back. It will not be easy to find a work worth as much as a doll that you made, but I want to reward it.”
'uh? Wait, I guess it's time to spit out those lines?'
Michelle, who suddenly remembered a line from the script, managed to tear her lips apart.
“It’s a reward. Don't say that. I can feel the wall from the princess.”
“At first, my face was a little cold… .”
“...perfect”
“.....”
“.....”
The 5 princesses, who had been silent for a while in the difficult atmosphere, muttered painstakingly.
“Aha, perfection is a barrier.”
“… I'm just going home sorry!”
Michelle jumped up, dyeing her pale face like a ripe apple.
“hey!”
When she couldn't stand the shame and tried to run away, the silent princess suddenly covered her mouth and shook her shoulders.
Seeing her smile for the first time, Michelle relaxed her legs and sat down.
“ where is the handkerchief?”
Michelle mumbled gibberish.
“Why, you said you were getting dizzy from excitement earlier, but this time you look like you’re going to have a nosebleed?”
“no. Princess Deborah smiled, so the juice was splashing all the way here.”
“.....”
laughter means as fresh as fruit.
“You have to wipe… . ”
“… Would you like some tea?”
“Yes. sorry.”
“Until I’m sorry. It's just the head of the empire's best puppeteer... Hmmm, the sense of humor is just amazing. Every time you say something like a gem, it feels like you're facing the wall of another world. Absolutely perfect. ”
It didn't seem like a compliment for some reason, but Michelle was satisfied.
'I'm embarrassed, but it's okay because the princess smiled.'
Anyway, it was the script produced by this vain greed to spit out the memorable lines of the person I admire, but it worked.
'I got on.'
While Michelle dies inside, Princess Deborah raises the teacup with a smile on her face.
“The tea smells really good.”
“Yes, it is very good. ha… .”
“I brought the tea leaves my father loved, especially for you. If there is a wall that has remained for each other, even tear it down and sleep. Of course, it's not perfect. haha.”
“… I will never do that again... .”
“why? It’s fun.”
'They're both having a good time.'
The awkward spot was warmed up by Michelle's jokes, and Deborah sipping tea while listening to their chatter among her peers.
“Ah, princess. do you know that There is no purple amethyst these days, so I can't sell it. ”
“Purple silk and yarn are also trendy. I tried to wear all the dolls I own, but some were out of stock.”
“I am thinking of suggesting that sooner or later, the color of the imperial emblem should be changed to purple instead of blue sky.”
“What the hell… .”
Deborah was smirking inwardly, but, as always, her expression didn't show it well. And it gave the impression of being detached from popularity.
“cool.”
Michelle said first.
“Then, of course not. You are my girl.”
“......”
'They are really close friends.'
Deborah tried to ignore the twinkling gazes of the two of them, while involuntarily fiddling with her sweaty ring fingers. It was a habit that I suddenly developed as I recently wore my engagement ring every day.
And their eyes naturally stayed in the ring.
“Hmm. I heard that she was engaged to Princess Deborah and the Duke of Visconti. congratulations.”
“thanks.”
“I, that, by the way.”
Michelle shyly curled her lips and bit, then pulled it off.
“At the wedding, the… May I be your bridesmaid? huh, if there are any seats left.”
In Asteia, on the day of the wedding, four or five friends of the bride stood next to the bride holding flowers. It was one of the traditions that stemmed from the custom of protecting the bride from outsiders.
“I am unconditionally sitting next to the princess. Don't look too far, Michelle.”
“Still, the left side is empty.”
Deborah felt a strange feeling as she looked at the two of them fighting. She once said that she was the object of fear, and she didn't even have a young girl who made proper eye contact with herself... .
In addition to the two of them, Margaret and Arin came to me saying they wanted to have another bridesmaid. I've been busy with my life, but when I woke up, I was really surprised and happy that there were so many people congratulating me on my marriage.
The princess smiled softly as she slightly curved her sharp eyebrows.
'Ugh.'
His eyes were dazzled for a moment, and Michelle looked around his eyes... .
‘Isidor, you envious child. '
5 The princess seriously went to Isidor with the latest offensive magic tool collection and almost had a political battle.
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aiidenssoup · 3 months
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law novel fan translation drive anyone?
so since the law novel got nuked off of ao3, here's a google drive that has EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER! i'm still polishing them but hey, at least y'all can see everything at once.
the original translation was by saratoga3 and imdoneexisting!
it's not done yet, but i want this to be available to anyone and everyone! all i ask in return is you do your daily click on arab.org in order to help palestinians through the genocide in gaza. <3
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dumbbullet · 9 months
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I am hunting something, and in return, that same thing is hunting me. The beholder, the void beyond, I am the Line Between I am the Teeth of God
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"Death must be so beautiful. to lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. to have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. to forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. you can help me. you can open for me the portals of death's house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is" with such ease? to touch my soul so casually?
— Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost
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chrxnicdaydream · 4 months
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The Day I Picked Up Dazai fan translation (in progress)
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by DarkestJay868 <3
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finelythreadedsky · 1 month
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wait i think actually madeline miller's circe is the heir to margaret atwood's penelopiad, unintentionally, in the way it thematizes the impossibility of real solidarity among women.
bc it's such a major part of the penelopiad how penelope creates what she thinks is a real community, a sort of family, with these young women in her household only be to reminded and continue to reinforce that they are slaves over whom she (among others) holds the power of life and death. and penelope ultimately does not or cannot hold a lasting grudge against odysseus on their behalf. she aligns herself, or circumstances force her to align herself, with odysseus instead of with other women whose positions are even more dangerous than hers. the world they live in does not allow solidarity between women across lines of class and enslavement, and penelope is also complicit in maintaining that world and her place in it.
and then the thing i found so frustrating about circe was that at every turn miller forecloses the possibility of real connections between women-- but the thing in this world that prevents that is just, like, jealousy over men. and totally needlessly. the other nymphs are prettier. glaucus loves scylla and not circe. her mom never liked her. hermes doesn't really think she's hot. athena is a rival for odysseus' attention. and the book doesn't do anything with this, it's not due to structural power imbalances or a society built on enslavement or even how patriarchy pits women against each other (circe lives alone on an island outside of society that could be another writer's lesbian separatist utopia!), it's just that circe doesn't like other women and they don't like her. end of story.
much as i don't love what atwood does with helen, it does make sense in the context of the penelopiad! thematically and in terms of characterization. atwood's penelope has internalized this idea of what it means to be a good woman and, willingly or not, she's staked everything on being seen by men as a good woman. it makes sense that she's desperately trying to pull herself up or even just cling to what little she has by dragging other women down. she does to helen what she ultimately does to the maids. she's with and for odysseus, always, not helen, and not the maids. that's the kind of world she lives in, and while she likes to think that she's resisting it with a sort of radical female community, in the end she is its agent. even if she feels bad about it. she's here to tell a story about odysseus, not about the girls he killed.
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