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"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH

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You have an older brother. He's more charismatic than you, handsomer than you, always surrounded by a big circle of friends. When you follow him in school, all of your teachers know you only as an extension of him. "You're Kaito's brother," they tell you when they hear your surname. They expect you to be him and you just can't measure up. Even when his choices ruin your life, much of your family take his side.

And then one day you die. It's tragic, but at least you don't leave behind a wife or children. At the memorial, how many people there are just a little bit relieved that it's you and not him?

You come back to life in a new world, and make a new start. There's nobody there to overshadow you. You gain confidence, and power, and a big circle of friends. Every time you rank up in power you get handsomer. Every time you rank up in power you look more like your brother, until your face is more his than yours.

Then you come home. The world turns upside down with the revelation of monsters and magic, and now he's the one running to catch up. He gets a job with the magical society you introduced him to. He's helpful and well-liked, but in these circles that only makes him average. His coworkers know him as an extension of you. "You're Jason's brother," they tell him when they meet him. They expect him to have your audacity, your proprensity for miracles.

And then comes the day that you step out of a portal and find him dead.

His funeral is widely attended. You come in secret, because your presence could upset the whole event. His death is tragic, but not world-shaking: in that crowd, how many people there are just a little bit relieved that it's him and not you?

When you rank up high enough, a friend tells you, you'll look just like his twin.

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Vampire lips

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THE PRINCESS BRIDE 1987, dir. Rob Reiner

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“What if I write it and it’s bad-”

WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS GOOD? WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED? WHAT THEN????

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people who don't experience hyperfixation don't know what it feels like to hyperfixate so much on something that it becomes not only your subject of obsession but also your source of happiness and literally the main reason why you still keep going; literal source of strength and life.

shoutout to my favorite fictional characters, favorite people, favorite ships, favorite movies, favorite tv shows, fanfics and archive of our own

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do u mind if people romanticize the soft fluffy parts of dl as long as they recognize that it's still abusive and would not be okay irl

I don't mind that at all! That's actually super responsible of you and I wish more people in the fandom did that as well. But I've seen SO MANY posts of people saying stuff like "relationship goals" or how cute they would be as boyfriends irl and I'm just like 😳😵‍💫🤬. It doesn't bother me if people like to romanticize them while still acknowledging that the boys are toxic. I personally don't like it, and I run far far away from that kind of content, but y'all enjoy it all you want lol. I just have issues separating how disturbingly abusive they are with how Rejet turned them romantic too. But that's me, and that's ok. If you like to romanticize them, that's ok too. It just really really gets under my skin when I see people like glorifying them and saying how wonderful they are, what great boyfriends they are, how the story is such a great example of true love, and I'm like jesus yiiiikes. But the older I get, the more I just turn the pc off and go do other things for a while. It triggers my own ptsd, so I gotta step away. But ultimately, ship and let ship, as they say. Don't feel guilty if you like them romantic. Just remember that it's not realistic and you'll be all good

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Laito Route - Maniac 07 - English Translation - Diabolik Lovers ~Haunted Dark Bridal~

…The chapter you’ve all been waiting for.

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Laito - Dark 01, Dark 02, Dark 03, Dark 04, Dark 05, Dark 06 , Dark 07, Dark 08 , Dark 09, Dark 10, Dark Epilogue , Maniac Prologue, Maniac 01, Maniac 03, Maniac 04, Maniac 05, Maniac 06,

Trigger Warning Ahoy: Diabolik Lovers is a ravishment fetish fantasy.

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Laito -Maniac 07 – Kitchen

*You try to cook, but your thoughts are scattered.*

You: (I wonder how Papa is doing right now….Is he okay…? I’m so useless.

I miss him so much, I feel sick. I’m useless. The only thing I can do…is live on.)

You: - Ah! *You begin to cry* 

Laito: — Why are you holding a knife and sighing…? Heehee, you’re really weird.

You: …Laito-kun!

*Laito gloats at your depression*

Laito: Hehe? What’s wrong? It’s like someone sucked all the joy out of you.

*Laito winks at his own joke*

You: And whose fault do you think that is….

Laito: Heh. It’s totally me. *Melodramatic* Oh, my very existence is such a sin!

I let Bitch-chan have affair with me. And now she stands there and sighs, so lovesick!

You: (…why bother fighting back.)

Yes. That’s exactly it.

Laito: What, you’re just gonna admit it? Sigh…How dull. Oh well. It doesn’t matter.

You: (…it’s not like I asked to please him.)

I was just…thinking about Papa…

Laito: *Sudden poker face* Aaaah. Your Papa. Are you worried about him?

You: Of course I am!

Laito: *Sly* Let me tell you something about your dear Papa. Listen closely n—Agh!

You: — What?

You: (Did someone just open the front door…?)

Laito: — The smell….it’s him.

You: Laito-kun…who…Mrmph!?

(Ack!? He’s covering my mouth…)

You: Mrmph….mrmph….!?

*You struggle*

Laito: Shhh—

Bitch-chan. Quiet now. Okay? Until I say so, don’t make a sound.

If you open your mouth, I’ll make sure you never see your dear Papa again.

You: (….Ack! Who is it? What’s going on?)

*You freeze in terror.*

*The door swings open and in walks – Richter.*

Richter’s eyes sweep the room, then lands on Laito with cold contempt. Laito, meanwhile, had walked away from you and now stands by the kitchen counter. His pose is casual – too casual.*

Richter: *Not even pretending to be enthusiastic*  Oh. It’s you.

Laito: — Hoho. Uncle, uncle, it’s been too long.

*Laito gives Richter the fakest smile in the world. Richter looks at Laito the same way you and I might look at a squashed bug. The tension between the two is so thick, you could cut it with a knife and it wouldn’t break.*

You: (Eh…?! That man is his uncle? But he’s not looking at me…it’s like he didn’t even see me.)

Richter: - Her scent. It’s here.

Laito: … *Laito’s face turns perfectly blank, as if he will not make an expression until he decides what lie to tell.*

You: (Shouldn’t the stranger have noticed me by now? Unless…more vampire magic? Laito made me invisible!)

*Laito draws out the silence, fighting down his panic, gears frantically turning in his head*

Richter: Laito, you worm….

Laito: …Lord Richter, whatever is the matter?

Richter: *Growls * - Just what do you think you’re trying to hide?

*Richter attacks. He grabs Laito. Laito screams in pain and struggles out of his grip. With their vampiric speed, the fight is over in a blink of an eye. Laito reels backward, trying to think of a plan, trying not to look scared.*

Laito: Ow…! *Takes a breath and speaks with a deadly calm* Uncle, uncle, how rude. Just who do you think you’re talking to?

Richter: Just answer the question! What are you doing? What are you hiding from me?

Laito: Who me? I’d never hide anything from you. Dear uncle, are you going senile in your old age? I’m so worried!

*Sudden idea* As for what I’m doing, if you look around, you might notice that this is a kitchen. And what do people do in kitchens? Here’s a hint: Look over there.

You: (Over there? Ack…!? A dead rat! It wasn’t there before! How did a dead rat get on the kitchen counter?!)

Richter: …A rat?

Laito: Oh, it’s so hard to find fresh food these days!

*Mock despair* Whenever you go back to East Europe, the hunters chase us like crazy!  If we don’t drink rats, we’ll starve….oh, Uncle! How could you do this to us?

 Richter: You’re so hungry you’ll eat vermin. Heh….If Elder Brother knew…he’d tear you to shreds.

Laito: But it would be a disaster if Father knew some of the things you did…Oh, I remember.

*Laito closes his eyes, blushes, and moans. Richter grimaces. If he confronts Laito directly, Laito will tell Karlheinz about his affair with Cordelia.*

Richter: Hmph. Very well. I won’t rat you out, so to speak. I’ll pretend you were just cooking. I’ll spare you this once.

*Tries a different approach* …By the way, I heard the Church sent over a lovely Sacrificial Bride.

Laito: *Smooth liar* Oh, yes. She made such a good toy for my dear brothers. She’s probably dead in the dungeons as we speak.

Richter. Hah. What a pathetic lie. None of you are allowed to kill her. She was hand-picked by the man who rules us all.

Laito: Fufu. But we’ve never taken care of a girl before. We didn’t know how to treat her well.

Richter: Our human “friends”couldn’t have gotten their hands on her. Therefore, this girl – the Vessel – must still be here with you.

*Richter can’t confront Laito directly, so he tries to catch him in a lie. Laito realizes what he’s doing.*

Laito: *Growing desperation* — So what? I don’t know what you’re talking about. This sounds like family politics. I don’t care about family politics. I don’t even consider us a real family.

Richter: …If she could hear you say that, she would cry. Are you saying you’d want to make her cry?

Laito: *Hurt and angry* Don’t try to guilt me! In the end, Ayato was the one who made her scream.

*Richter stares at Laito, and gives up. He knows Laito is a good liar. It doesn’t seem like he’ll be able to catch him in a lie.*

Richter …I see. I will now interrogate the others. Stay there, and enjoy your little rat.

Laito: *Smiles in victory* Dear Uncle, I hope you never come back here again.

Richter: I assure you, I will never come here again, not even if you begged me to save your life. *Turns around, then stops* But Laito, the scent of the rat you’re holding…it does smell exactly like her…

Laito: …

*Laito freezes. Maybe Richter saw right through his magic. Maybe he knew he was using the rat illusion to disguise your scent. Maybe all of Laito’s plans meant nothing and now Richter was going to take you away…*

Richter: …No, the rat smells like her because it smells like you. You smell like a rat…I think it’s very fitting…hehehehehehehe.

*The door slams behind him as Richter walks away. Slowly, Laito realizes that he hadn’t been caught. He waits until Richter is gone, and then - *

Laito: - *Low voice* That bastard. That bastard and I think too much alike! He was this close to catching us!

That disgusting, abominable, ugly…The Bride has nothing to do with him! You’re none of his business! We’re none of his business…

You: *Tries to speak again* Laito…kun?

Laito: Agh!

*A sob wracks through Laito’s body. To your surprise and horror, Laito begins to cry.*

*But he lunges at you. And even through his tears, you see a look in his eyes – like he can and will kill you.  

You: (….How could anyone look so scary when they cry?)

Laito: *Low* You! What are you!?

*He grabs your body and shakes you violently. Your neck snaps back and forth.* 

You: Kyaa! What are you doing?

Laito: That bastard, that bastard…what does he want with you! Tell me!

You: I don’t know….please, it hurts!

(His fingers…his shoulders…he’s going to bruise my shoulders…)

Laito: It’s meant to hurt. You know I can make it worse. So talk.

You: (But I really don’t know anything! I can’t tell him. I can’t stop him!)

Choices: Fight back or Submit

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Choice 1: Fight back (+5 Sadism)

*You push him off*

You: You’re insane! I don’t know anything! Listen to me for once.

Laito: Gasp… *Looks at you in surprise*

You: (Wow…! I didn’t know my voice could be so loud…)

Laito: *winks* I don’t mind it when Bitch-chan’s like this. Hehe.

You: Kya!?

*Laito grabs you again*

Laito: Fufufu. I won’t let you fight me off again. Now, the night is still young…

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Choice 2: Submit (+5 Masochism)

You: I don’t…I really don’t…*Breaks down crying* … I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know.

Laito: Heh…playing dumb won’t save you. But…the night is still young…..

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Laito: *Low voice* So I’ll interrogate you – in my bedroom.

You: (No, I’ve never seen Laito this out of control…! What does he want from me, what does he want me to say?

Half the time I didn’t even know what he and the other man was saying…)

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*In Laito’s Bathroom*

Laito: - Now. Strip.

You: Please, don’t…

Laito: By now, you should’ve learned how to read a man’s mood.  – Look at me. What do you think will happen if you disobey me now?

If you want me to be nice to you, you have to be nice to me. Now. Strip.

You: (…Scary….help….no….this can’t be happening…)

Ah…!

*You start to take off your shoes. Then your socks. Then your pants and underwear.*

Laito: Yes. That’s right. Come on now, hurry up…

You: Oh…

(…Can’t get away…the only thing left….is my top…)

*You take off your top. Now you’re not wearing any clothes.*

Laito: Not bad, not bad at all …*He laughs with satisfaction, with victory.*

When I look at you like this … *His gaze settles on your breasts* … I see exactly why Ayato calls you a Flat-Chest.

You: …!

*Too horrified to speak, you try to cover your chest with your arms.*

Laito: *Growls* - Who said you could cover up? - *You force yourself to drop your arms, still bare before him* - That’s better. So, what should we do now?

You: Oh…!

(Laito-kun’s fingers…moving down my shoulders…petting me….)

*Laito’s hands travel down your torso, stopping to squeeze your chest*

Laito: Say it, Bitch-chan…what do you want me to do to you? Should I lick you like I did before?

Tell me how to humiliate you. Or else I’ll - hmm … *Thinks about it* …I know. I’ll bite off your earlobe. *Moves to left earlobe*

You: What?!

Laito: To tell you the truth, I was going to save you for later. The longer I wait to take you, the greater your flavor would taste.   

But that man shattered the last of my self-control. If I don’t do it now, I’ll fall apart…Oh….

You: Ack…!

(He’s…kissing me…)

Laito: *Finishes kissing you* Now, let’s start biting from a different place today…Where do you want it? Pick a spot.

You: I don’t want…any spot…ow…!

Laito: It doesn’t matter how much you resist me…Tonight, I’ll make sure you do anything I want. Now, let me think….

Normally, you feel so good when I bite you. The usual places aren’t punishment enough…Aha!

*Left ear* I did say I’d bite off your ear…

You: Ack…!

Laito: …But that would be so pathetic. You’d look so pathetic…Aha! I got it! I’ll bite the back of your ear!

You: ….Back of the ear?

Laito: *Chuckles* That’s right. There’s a hollow in the back of the human ear, isn’t there? Right down the line to the temples, very close to the skull.

There’s no flesh in the area, and such a tiny flap of skin - If a man bit you there, the pain would be excruciating…*Laughs*

You: …no!

Laito: Such thin, thin skin - and so close to your head. It’ll be the finest of pleasures, mixed with the fiercest of pain – all waiting just for you.  

And it’s not like there’s a brain inside that little head of yours to injure. Now let the sound of my fangs ring through your skull!

*Laito drags you into his bedroom, takes a deep breath, and bites down on the left side of your head.*

*The room is filled with the sound of your screams.*

You: NO…!

It hurts, it hurts…please stop! Stop!!

Laito: Shh — *Pauses biting your skull just to scold you* If you don’t be quiet, I might really bite off your ear. *Returns to biting* Oh…mm…..

You: ….oh….*Gasp*….no… *Sobs*

*You begin to cry.*

Laito: Ah….yes….mmm… *Continues to drink from your skull*

You: No…no….!!

(Hurts….hurts so much….paralyzed…skull…can’t see…everything…spinning…

I feel sick….oh god…I want to throw up…)

*Laito finally finishes*

Laito: Ah… *He rests his head against yours, breathing in the scent of your hair.* Ah, you feel so hot. Bitch-chan, are you enjoying this?

The pleasure will come once the pain fades away….*Laughs in wonder* Bitch-chan, how are you so talented?

You: *Barely conscious* Oh…

Laito: Tell me, can you feel me pressed against you? Can you feel my presence even more than you normally do?

You: *Struggling weakly* Enough…let go…ah….

Laito: *Laughs* …. No~. When that man came for you, he was going to ruin everything.  

You should fear his attempts to find the Bride. He tried to take you away from me. He’ll come to take you away again. 

*As if in a trance* What does he want to do to us? Why does he keep doing this to us?

Why does the Awakening of the Bride mean anything to him at all?

You: You’re still talking in riddles…Oh!

*Laito squeezes you, and moves his hands across his favorite parts of your body*

Laito: *Laughs softly* Am I? But only for the moment. You and I aren’t here to talk.

There are so many little things that man wants to do to you – I can’t stand it. So you must receive me in full.

*Softly pleading* Forget about him. Ignore him. I’m the only one who can make you complete…right?

You: Oh…!

*Laito moves to touch you again, reaching into you.*

Laito: Oh, you can still hear the sound of my voice? You’re trembling so much…my poor little lamb…

*Touches you again*

You: Oh…!

Laito: Fufufu….that’s it. This should be enough…It’s time.

*You hear the ruffling behind you as Laito takes off his own clothes*

Laito: I’m ready now, too. We’ll do wonderful things together…okay? 

You: *Last of your strength* Let…me…go…

Laito: *Laughs gently* ….And now, we begin.

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Your Monologue

After his supposed Uncle entered these walls,   

Laito-kun became so distraught, I thought he would fall to pieces.  

The night after was a blur. I barely registered what was happening until it was too late.

But now I know: I am handpicked by a powerful man, sent by the Church as a Sacrifice.

-          That is what he had said.

 And my blood has the same scent as the rat’s, as hers, a woman who is dear to their hearts.

I do not understand it all,

But now I know the reason I am here.  

I was sacrificed to these brothers

By…the very Church I had believed in.

That is how I became a Sacrifice…

And so, my heart and body were swallowed whole.

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Mimi’s Translator Comments:

This is my favorite chapter in the entire DL franchise, and because of that, it took me the longest to translate.

First, there’s Laito and Richter talking about unrevealed plot points.

Then, there’s the length – 10 pages. The average chapter is five.

Then, you have Laito’s voice in this chapter. Usually, I just write him as poetic predator, but here he’s completely desperate. I needed to write him as desperate and sympathetic, but no less monstrous for it.

Then, there’s the fact that this is the first chapter where Laito sleeps with you. It needed to be as hot, and as disturbing as it could be. I hope it worked. ;)

Then, there’s the fact that I’m dealing with a real life harassment case at work! (Protip - Never tell an intern at work: “Your fingers are so pretty. I love your fingers.”) I’m not worried about it – I have the workplace support of several full-time employees. But it’s hard to translate when you’re tired.

 But mostly, I really love this chapter and I wanted it to turn out well. So I spent a long time on it. In-game, you have music, image, and dummy mic to set the mood and get implications across, but you don’t have that in a translation. So I need my starred narration to be good so you can experience as much of the game as you can.

Starting Tuesday, I’ll be answering questions in my Ask box again. Once a day. Slowly, I’m recovering from my depression and regaining my productivity.

Let me know what you think of my translation format. Too many italics? Not enough pictures? Too many starred comments? Not enough psychological analysis? I’m always looking to improve!

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BOJACK HORSEMAN 03.12 | That Went Well

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INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (1994) dir. Neil Jordan

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SPIRITED AWAY (2000) HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE (2004)

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Checking in - still alive. Still sketching! This time of the magnificent Father ❤️🔥🖤

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Hoping this vampire manga gets translated at some point because the art is so stunning 🥰

花秘める君のメテオール | Hana Himeru Kimi no Meteor (Linking the the post of the first chapter posted by the mangaka herself)

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Caranthir the Dark.

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Cosmere inktober 28 boast

This man has a crew he is proud of and a plan which feels rather boastful in context. :D

-------------------- Image description: digitally painted sketch of Kelsier in front of a chalkboard. The survivor stands there with an only slightly manic grin on his face. He wears a long vest with a delicate pattern of cloud shapes on silver lines on dark purple ground. His shirtsleeves are rolled back to his elbows, exposing his scarred forearms. In one hand he holds a piece of chalk, while his others is placed demonstratively on the wild notes on the chalkboard, fingers spread wide. The notes include several diagrams and illegibly scribbled names and words, but also two tiny mist cloaked figures and a big, crowned one with two spears to his chest. That last one has a circle around it to emphasize its importance.

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Treasured Pet Cannot Resist The Hitman's Precarious Blind Love