#royal road

[simonnebethel]

Looking for writer moots

I dont know how to do this as I've never used tumblr, but I'm looking for writer mutuals. I write fantasy, and am currently working on a gothic victorian fantasy that's on it's second draft currently : ). I also have an urban fantasy novel that I had written for Nanowrimo last year that is uploaded on wattpad. Would love to discuss with ya'll ^^

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Sometimes I randomly remember my favourite Royal Road comment on Curse Words, in which this guy reads chapter 1 of book 1 and is incensed beyond all reason that the protagonist happens to be slightly below average male height.

[sol-lar-bink]

I realize I could have chosen a simpler idea only today lmao.

Anyway- Kirbytober Day 7: Headcanon

In my lil headcanon, I like to think that after King Dedede shot Kirby out of the castles vines to go fight Queen Sectonia, Dedede DOES still fight Shadow Dedede while Kirby deals with the first phase of Dreamstalk Sectonia.

This is all assuming that Kirby doesn't beat it in like 2 minutes and Sectonia puts up a decent fight.

Cos in that time Dedede has to fight Shadow Dedede- smash the mirror (This is mostly a story thing for me lmao), escape the castle and also find Taranza and persuade him to help deal with Sectonia once and for all...

I read a story on AO3 where the focus was Dedede talking to Taranza after he got blasted off the balcony. I'll try to link it later if I find it, but I head canon that happening here too.

As for Dark Meta Knight... I let him fester in the mirror still, but with the mirror smashed, he's stuck there. The Mirror shards get scattered so this can't happen again, but it would be such a shame for someone to try and piece back the mirror, or even find ONE mirror shard for it to corrupt them next... terrifying!

Only thing that confuses me is the whole... mirror in the mirror stuff.

...My alternate headcanon I could have gone with is simply Sectonia is still clinging onto life in limbo where Morpho Knight calls home. Yeah that would have been 10x easier than this lmao.

[not-sure-what-im-feeling]

Haha!! It is up!!

Read my work i dare you to /threat /silly

[ttobi-aakira]

Zorian character growth appreciation time. That's it, that's the post. Wow, what a Guy.

Zach too, though we didn't see much at the start he changed, even if some of it was negative

[danbensen]

Alright, here we go! 

My speculative-evolution serial novel Fellow Tetrapod is finally live on Royal Road.

Go check it out. If it looks like your sort of thing, follow the story. It updates every weekday. 

(if you want to know more...)

Koenraad Robbert Ruis used to be a paleontologist, but now he's a cook at the United Nations embassy to the Convention of Sophonts. His bosses must negotiate with intelligent species from countless alternate earths, and Koen must make them breakfast. It turns out, though, that Koen is rather better at inter-species communication than any other human in this world (all nine of them). Everyone loves to eat (certain autotrophs excepted).

Fellow Tetrapod is an speculative-evolution office comedy about food preparation, diplomacy, and what it’s like to be a talking animal.​

Serialized every weekday on Royal Road (https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/59198/fellow-tetrapod) and (one week earlier) Patreon(https://www.patreon.com/danielmbensen)

​Cover art by @simon-roy. Illustrations by Tim Morris.

[paulythide]

An update is up!

Hello every one, here is the next chapter of my original work! Please read it and enjoy! Also, if you can please give it a review or rating! It will help me a great deal.

Now, that aside, it's time for the fan fiction chapters to come! Here are the next updates.

-> The White Lion of the Red Keep (One Chapter)

->Harriet Potter: The Demon Empress (One Chapter)

So, see you in a few days, and please enjoy this week!

Also, to those who have donated to me in the past, or wish to.

It's not obligatory, but your donations help me a great deal. You have no idea how impossible it would be for me to write if I didn't have your support.

Thank you.

[commehter]

The Spirit Tale of Fire Lord Ozai - Avatar the Last Airbender Fanfic

Rating: Mature Genres: Political Drama + Family + Paranormal Adventure = Slice of Life for Fire Lord Zuko Pairings: Mostly Gen, Tui/La (thus far) Characters: Zuko, Iroh, Azula, Agni, Various Spirits, OCs as needed Summary: When La demands justice for Tui's favored mortal, Agni proposes a compromise and spirits become more active in the world of man.

Or...

Fire Lord Zuko finds himself entangled in the spirits' schemes. He has been stripped of everything -- down to his name -- except for the golden flame that adorns his head and the throne from which he guides his country. He... has a lot he needs to process, and even more to do.

~.~.~.~.~

Chapter 1: The Meddling of Spirits

One moment, Fire Lord Zuko is drifting off to sleep after signing the last of the major peace treaties required to officially end the war between the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdoms. In the next moment, he is standing barefoot in a forest and unable to open his eyes.

"Who's there?" he snarls. He can hear his abductors whispering amongst themselves. He hasn't been left unwatched. "What do you want?"

This is far from the first attack he's suffered since ascending to the throne, but it's already the most successful. He has no idea how his kidnappers have removed him from his bedroom, let alone how they got past the high palace walls and transported him beyond the heavily patrolled streets of Caldera.

"Peace, Zuko of Second Fire," a man's voice says from directly in front of him.

Zuko throws a fist blindly at his kidnapper's head. The man laughs as he catches the punch.

There are no flames. His bending isn't responding. Has he been drugged? Is that how they got him out of the palace? The man steps closer -- Heat pours off of his abductor as if he is a living furnace. -- and presses the Fire Lord's fist over his own heart. Enough of Zuko's focus is on not panicking that he allows the repositioning of his arm without any resistance.

"Your favored has poor manners," observes a deeper voice from somewhere to his left, "Are you sure you wouldn't rather just end his line to pay the debt?"

Zuko stiffens. They're after more than just him. Is Mai also being held captive somewhere nearby? Has the baby been harmed? Does their reach extend far enough to threaten Uncle in Ba Sing Se? Do their plans include Azula and Ozai? Both have been officially removed from the line of succession, but that doesn't mean much to some.

"The council is agreed," the man in front of him refutes easily, "The debt can be repaid in full through my plan."

"If your favored is as different from the last three of his line as you think he is," the deeper voice huffs, "If. He is still very young, even for a mortal. He could become much the same as they were, given some time."

"He won't," the first kidnapper states in confidence, "He is young, but he has been tried thoroughly. He will not forget himself to the lure of power or ill-founded ambition."

"My brother is correct," a woman's voice joins the conversation, "Fire Lord Zuko has proven himself to be a man of honor and compassion to the other nations. Do not forget, beloved, my brother's plan also benefits our own favored."

"I have not forgotten, my love," the second voice says, "I simply remain unconvinced. Your brother's plan is radical and has many delicate balances. It may fail more easily than it could succeed, especially with this one's inclusion."

"His inclusion is necessary or the plan has little chance to succeed at all," the first states calmly.

"Who are you people?" Zuko demands, temper nearing its end.

A mix of grumbling and laughter answers him. There are... a lot more kidnappers surrounding him than he had previously thought.

"Oh, child of fire, I am afraid you do not yet realize the magnitude of the situation you have been brought into," the first voice says in gentle amusement. Zuko tenses as the man walks a tight half-circle only to stop behind him. The dull red that has been the shade of his closed eyelids fades to pitch black and a steady heat beats against his back. "Dear Tui, your assistance would be greatly appreciated. Zuko of Second Fire, open your eyes and know those who address you today."

His eyes fly open as soon as the words are spoken and his legs immediately buckle at the sight that greets him. It is only the arm suddenly secured around his chest that keeps him upright. There is a second hand resting lightly at his throat. Zuko isn't sure whether or not that's meant to be a threat.

"Peace, child," the first man -- No, he is not a man at all. -- says, breath a warm breeze rushing past his right ear and cheek, "It is not our goal to harm you."

"Spirits?" Zuko squeaks, twisting to look at the being holding him. It is an attempt that is quickly thwarted.

The hand around his neck slides ever so slightly higher to put pressure on the underside of his jaw and effectively traps his head against the spirit's shoulder. Zuko swallows his pride and yields to the hold. It burns to do so, but he isn't equipped to fight spirits, let alone so many and without so much as his firebending to protect himself or a viable exit strategy. The hand at his throat reverts to being a deceptively light and unrestrictive touch.

The spirit laughs merrily, seemingly unbothered by the actions of the mortal man in his grasp. "Indeed," he answers, "This is the Council of Greater World Spirits."

Zuko scans the odd beings before him again but one in particular catches his attention, if only because she is the sole spirit approaching him. The female spirit is almost suspiciously normal-looking compared to the wilder physiques that some of the other spirits possess. Zuko frowns even as the spirit smiles at him. The form she wears is one he recognizes, but not in regards to any spirit.

"I know you," he says, "You were the Northern Water Tribe's princess."

The woman's smile brightens. "I would not have expected you to remember my favored's mortal form. It is a shame you and my Yue were never properly introduced to each other. I believe you would have gotten on well," she tells him, "My name is Tui."

"The Moon Spirit," Zuko whispers. The others have told him the story, about how Princess Yue sacrificed herself to resurrect the moon. Well, Sokka had told him the story once, after he had gotten drunk at some festival, and the others had clarified a few things when Zuko had thought to ask. He's still not completely sure which parts of the tale were factually true and which parts were alcohol-fueled rambling.

"Yes," the pale spirit says, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Zuko of Second Fire."

"Second Fire?" the man amongst spirits finally asks. He's heard the phrase too many times now to continue ignoring it.

The spirit at his back chuckles softly before answering, "I bestowed the gift of flame upon the dragons first, and to mortal man second, child of fire."

"Agni?" he questions weakly.

"So I am," the spirit responds.

He's being held by the greatest deity of the Fire Nation, one of the great spirits that support life throughout the entire world. He doesn't know how to process that thought.

"Tui, if you would," Agni requests as he continues to support Zuko's shock-numbed body.

"Of course, Brother," the moon says before returning her attention to the Fire Lord. "You would no more be able to gaze upon the Sun Spirit's native form than you would his physical manifestation in your world's sky without being blinded by his great light. It is, as it has always been, my happy privilege to reflect Agni's brilliance. Please, allow me to be the means through which you might know my brother's face."

Tui turns on her heel and suddenly a very different spirit is standing in her place. Or, not quite. The Moon Spirit's form remains, as if in dark shadow, behind the shining reflection of Agni. It looks as if the two spirits are standing back-to-back in the space intended only for a solitary spirit. It's surreal but, from what Zuko has heard and occasionally experienced, spirits only make sense about half of the time anyway.

The hand at his throat carefully closes Zuko's dropped jaw for him. The reflection's outstretched arm and hand don't quite line up with the fingers he feels gently pressed against his jaw, but it gets the point across well enough. Agni's reflection looks unexpectedly fond. That's... probably a good thing?

Zuko feels himself being lowered to the ground but he can't tear his eyes away from the reflection sinking into a relaxed kneeling position in front of him. The arms retreat for a moment but heavy hands soon fall upon his shoulders and Zuko honestly isn't sure if he currently has enough control over his own body to prevent himself from falling down completely without the support. Again the reflection is an imperfect match for the real thing, given the angles, but he can't be bothered to care when he's staring up at the face of Agni.

"I have a task for you, Fire Lord," Agni says, expression turning serious, "I am sorry to say it is not one you will be given a choice in taking up, but the council is in agreement that you deserve to be told why it must happen."

Zuko tries to breathe through the building panic. "Okay," he wheezes past his fried nerves, "I'm ready."

"Three years ago, Zhao of Second Fire attempted to slay the Moon Spirit."

"I remember," Zuko says through his tightening throat, "The Ocean Spirit sank the entire invasion fleet and dragged Zhao down to the bottom of the Northern Sea. I saw it happen with my own eyes."

Agni tips his head in a shallow acknowledging nod. "The Ocean Spirit swept up Zhao of Second Fire into a fate far worse than that of a man drowned at the sea floor, but that is a matter already settled. La's actions that day repaid in full the debt for daring to attack a spirit. However, Tui's favored was lost to the mortal world as a result of Zhao's actions and that debt has yet to be repaid. Balance would require that I, likewise, take from the mortal realm my favored. It is no secret that I have promised my strongest blessings upon my first children, the dragons; the leaders of my second children, the Fire Lands' royal line; and the mortal bridge, the Avatar.

"Yue of the Northern Seas was the only favored of Tui and La among mortal men. The council reached the decision that balance and justice would require that every living member of the Fire Lands' royal line be wiped from the mortal realm."

The breath in his lungs stutters as he processes the meaning of Agni's words.

The spirits have condemned his entire family to death.

"No! Please, I can --"

"Peace, child mine." Agni's hand cups his unscarred cheek and Zuko feels a face press against his hair. "And listen well." The spirit withdraws so Zuko can again see the reflection's face.

He can't give up without a fight, and especially not when the fight is for more than just himself. Still, Agni has bid him to listen and he has learned the hard way that it is often best to listen before acting. Zuko takes a steadying breath and nods.

"This was not a decision the council reached quickly and, in that time, I had put together another plan to repay the debt. My proposal caused yet more arguing amongst our numbers, but, eventually, my plan was accepted. Only Ozai of Second Fire will be removed from the mortal world."

"Oh," Zuko's relief bursts from him in a gust of breath that he had not meant to give voice to. Ozai's death will doubtlessly cause a stir, and there will likely be rumors of patricide, but... Considering what the alternative is, he has no complaints. He'll find a way to deal with the fallout.

"There is more to the plan and it will demand much of you," the spirit warns, "It will not be accomplished quickly."

"I can do it," Zuko promises. Whatever the plan is, he'll do his part. For Uncle, and Mai, and the baby, and even Azula.

Agni smiles but something about the Sun Spirit's expression is nonetheless pitying. "You can and I have faith that you will, but, as I said, you are not being given a choice in the matter. You will take up this task. But you will not be working alone. Now that the council is set on this course, many spirits are eager to participate. Tui and I in particular will remain near to guide you, and lesser spirits may also seek you out to offer their services."

Agni retreats and stands. Zuko's head is swimming under the warring relief and dread but he manages to remain sitting upright. "Now, we should get started," the Sun Spirit announces. "La, are you ready?"

The oddly normal-looking Water Tribe man that is actually the Ocean Spirit, apparently, flashes a shark-like grin. "Don't worry about me, King of Flames. I've had more practice in the mortal world than any of you in recent memory," he says in the same voice that had earlier disparaged Zuko's manners and openly wondered if they shouldn't go back to the old plan of indiscriminately killing his entire family. "I'll manage just fine."

"Wait! You still haven't told me what my task is!" Zuko yells.

"Your task is nothing more or less than you would do regardless, given what you have already been told and the situation we are sending you into," Agni says, "Be an honorable Fire Lord. Seek to create and maintain peaceful relations between the Fire Lands and the rest of the world. But please, child of fire, take some time to rest and think. The path before you is long and difficult."

"My moon," La says, offering a hand to Agni's reflection, "let us begin."

Tui spins and Agni's visage drops from her form like the illusion it is. The Moon Spirit takes the ocean's offered hand. She smiles at Zuko as she says, "Remember, young Fire Lord, the burden is not yours to bear alone. We all must do our parts. Call for us if you have need. We will answer."

Agni briefly touches the back of his neck and Zuko has to resist the urge to glance over his shoulder at the Sun Spirit. "I give you now the same charge that I once gave your forefathers: Fire Lord, my blessing is upon you. Go forth and tend to my children and my lands. Bring prosperity and honor to that which has been entrusted to you."

Between one moment and the next, Fire Lord Zuko exits the spirit world as abruptly as he had been pulled into it.

~.~.~.~.~

You can read the rest of the story on AO3 or RR

25 Chapters (WIP)

65k Words (and counting)

Posted 04/16/2022

Happy reading!

[taytjiefourie]

Update on: Adnia

I want my protagonist (Adnia) to be seen as strong by the other characters, but an utter mess by the readers.

For the characters: Need a strong unbeatable fighter? She's the one. Need information? She'll have it. Someone to lead you into war? That's her, she's perfect. You want someone to dominate the political issue you're facing? Here she can help. Make allies with creatures and factions no one else could? Of course she can.

To readers: She gets hurt all the time and she hates being in pain. She's tired and doesn't want to fight but feels guilty. She cries to herself. She's scared and lonely. Everyone treats her with respect and like she's some type of goddess but she just wants friends. She hates having things expected of her. She doesn't like being the center of attention. She has fears that no cares to acknowledge. She's a victim to society but no one sees. She's human.

She' not weak, but strong people are still human and I want to show that.

[Adnia is a portal fanasy that follows a modern day woman as she wakes up in the young body of Adnia Lakai. Unfortunately, she has no memories of her past but her general knowledge is still perfectly intact. It's a shame that said general knowledge doesn't match the world she's found herself stuck in.]

[fullsendoffthecouch]

Writeblr Intro

hi there hello my name is nathan and i have taken residence here as of sometime in February. this blog is where my thoughts go as well as the occasional bit of writing.

Things about me

I write fantasy and sci-fi, but mostly fantasy, and I’ll do almost any genre except romance.

i am a christian(not the really shitty other kind)

i have two sisters and two dogs

I started writing stories around when I was 12 but the stuff from then is absolutely horrid.

I love roguelikes and RPGs so the stuff I write is heavily influenced by them.

i also like litrpgs

i am barely going to be 15.

my best work is done when it’s around midnight and I’m running on sugar and black tea.

i also make music as a hobby

If you want to read the bad stories I’m working on then head to this link so you can see my royalroad account.

[reachartwork]

also i started another web serial lol

"Minami Masume is a 24-year-old code monkey with no drive and no life. A chance encounter with the demon Malphas will change all of that.

Demon Core is a Battle Shonen-styled web serial inspired by Shin Megami Tensei, Jujutsu Kaisen, Mirai Nikki, and Aposimz, among other works. It will contain scenes of explicit violence and gore. Updates will be made sporadically."

[simonnebethel]

Writeblr Introduction

Just learned what a writeblr intro is so I'm gonna make one before I go to bed lol

I've already done something like this a few days ago but that was when I had no clue what I was doing lmao, so might as well make a more in depth one

About me:

19, she/her, bi

American

I write mostly fantasy and urban fantasy, and honestly i dont think i've ever written a story that was non-fantasy lol

Started writing when I was 10, but it was mostly Warrior Cats fanfiction on Wattpad lol. I went through a writing slump for most of highschool but last year I decided to get back into it since I'm not doing anything else lol

I like to read fantasy and classic lit, also anything with vampires. I also have a soft spot for slowburn romances where the main characters dont kiss until, like, the 4th book heehee

In love with anything gothic, vampire, and wlw 👩‍❤‍💋‍👩

I think one of my more niche interests is any early 2000s fantasy/sci-fi movie with a nu-metal/rock/alternative soundtrack like Queen of the Damned and The Crow. They are just...*chefs kiss*

My current stories:

A Chant for Blood (Formerly known as Account of Calamity)

Account of Calamity is a gothic victorian fantasy about a Grand Marshal, Karliah Helisende, and a blood-drinking fiend, Yorick Gwynplaine, who work together to investigate the mysterious portals that spawn dangerous creatures into the city of Isarnan, all the while Karliah is being haunted by the mysterious ancient temple that watches over her every move.

I'm currently working on the second draft, and I may start looking for beta readers once I'm finished, although I know I'm not far from finished with this novel. I also plan to make it a 4 or 5 book series, and slowly add a slowburn romance.

12/30/24 - Second draft has been finished!!

Looking for beta readers! Look here!

Our Demonic Hearts - The Craven Pact Series #1

Our Demonic Hearts is a urban fantasy about a cambion woman, Ana Kravens, haunted by her past. Taking place in a small Mississippi town, a man she went through a traumatic incident with, Beau Motloe, shows up on her doorstep one day with a deal; help him find his missing mother, and he'll give back the memories she lost during the traumatic incident. Her father, a demonic creature of unknown origin, wants nothing more than the Motloes dead, claiming that they were the very reason his daughter was almost killed 6 years ago. Ana goes against her father's wishes and accepts Beau's deal, suspecting that her father isn't telling the whole truth about that fatal night.

It is completed and available on Wattpad and Royal Road!! It was just a small project I had done for Nanowrimo, and has been edited at least once before being published. However, I plan to make it a trilogy and maybe have some spin-offs. This story is fairly new, but most of the characters are at least 5 years old and I love them very much <3

What I plan for 2024:

Finish the second draft of Account of Calamity and look for beta readers(Completed as of 1/30!! Will be looking for beta readers soon ^^)

Start the second novel of The Craven Pact Series

Write a short story/novella or two taking place within the Account of Calamity universe. My brain is currently exploding with ideas rn

Write a short story about Ana Kraven's mom and how she met Marchosias, Ana's father.

Plan something for Nano?? Idk where I'll be in November lol

I'm interested in following other writers and reading everybody's stories! I would also be interested in a beta read/beta swap ^^

Other sites I'm on:

Wattpad: LillithOfBees

Royal Road: SimonneBethel

Nanowrimo: BeeWitch

[not-terezi-pyrope]

It's incredibly funny the extent to which Royal Road is like thousands of people for the most part all writing slight variations on the same Isekai/LitRPG/Progression Fantasy story, with a toss-up between sci-fi, traditional fantasy, or modern fantasy for the backdrop.

This isn't necessarily a bad thing, different crowds cater to different types of story, and it's just that the genre conventions for Royal Road are narrower than is typical. But doesn't it make it hard to stand out? Or do people really just have an insatiable thirst for exactly that concept? Which is pretty amusing, and I could easily make fun of it (I know that people have), but I won't. Probably does make the site culture more insular, though, and the fact that all the in-site ads are referencing the same tropes and memes probably bears that out.

It seems like a good hosting platform for all types of fiction, maybe it would benefit from community space for more diverse web novels.

[laura-the-locust]

Reading on Royal Road taught me that "there is nothing new under the sun" attitude I've had towards storytelling is not as true as I thought. Sure, I still believe that there's nothing wrong with using concepts and conventions that others before you have employed. But amateur writers are making new genres as we speak. A few years ago, there was no such thing as Dungeon Core stories. LitRPG was barely a thing until, like, five years ago.

As stories are written, inevitably someone will stumble upon something genuinely new, or a previously not utulised amalgamation of concepts. And people notice this, take it, put a new spin on it, and iteration after iteration, more new concepts emerge. Infinitely.

The past centuries of culture have made and refined the building blocks all fiction writers can now use. And on Royal Road, Scribblehub, and other similar spaces, there are communities of folks who take the pieces from a Lego Millenium Falcon and a few 3d printed details, and build a functional car engine.

[not-sure-what-im-feeling]

I made a Royal Road profile and I’m thinking of doing scheduled posting of The Ivory Isle. Thoughts?

[godsofghostriver]

I paint my own book covers for all of my stories! This is (most of) the time lapse for my most recent piece I made for my short story A Testament of Blood (Read It Here) I wrote for spooky season!

I made repaints of the mountains and some of the fur that is now the final book cover! I am hoping have small pocket-sized hardcovers made of this little short story.