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readermishok · 3 years

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Top 20: my favorite interactive stories

Hello, guys!

Once I saw that one of my popular and mostly likeable posts was about IF, I decided to share with you my personal top of the best IF authors I have known.

I read a lot of WIPs (work in progress) and finished novels since three long years, so I might recommend truly incredible stories. I apologies for adding pics and some additional info about my MC, but I wanted to bring spark of life into this top.

MC – Julia (deShanre), she|her.

I'll start with telling about quartet of works greatly affected on me. It was almost like… living my second life. It felt so real, so vibrant. In the darkest times it gave me the strenght to meet the next day.

1. Samurai of Hyuga, Books 1-4 by Devon Connell (WIP, planned 7 books). Patreon. Buy Book 1. Buy Book 2. Buy Book 3. Buy Book 4.

Samurai of Hyuga is a brutal, heart-pounding interactive tale. Prepare to enter the land of silk and steel, where fantasy clashes against grim reality, and where the good guys don't always win in the end. It's a harsh world with tough choices at every turn. Good thing you're the toughest ronin around.

My MC: Ronin, the master of the Jigoku Ittō-ryū, The Sword Who Cuts the Heavens

Jigoku:

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2. Fallen Hero by Malin Ryden (WIP, planned 4 books). Tumblr: @fallenhero-rebirth. Patreon. Buy Book 1.

Become the greatest telepathic villain Los Diablos has ever known! Once you were famous; soon you will be infamous. That is, unless your old friends in the Rangers stop you first. Juggle different identities and preserve your secrets as you build new alliances and try to forget the friendships you've left behind.

My MC: Sidestep Puppetmaster:

Jane (puppet):

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3. I, the Forgotten one by Bacondoneright (WIP, planned dilogy). No tumblr or Patreon|Ko-fi. Demo.

It has been five long years since the end of The Border Wars. Five long years without a purpose. Endlessly drifting around from one job to the next, serving your apathetic father only to receive no credit. Nobody in Kanton truly knows what you did. How you won The War, leading the armies of Kanton as a youth.

Nobody knows what it took out of you. Spending your formative years in war is not good for one’s outlook on life. Your emotions now lie behind a mask of stoicism. After all, all emotions do is cloud one’s judgement and wind up costing lives.

Nobody knows how much it hurt to be cast down from the throne and succession. To be disinherited, cast away from the family, and left aside to die.

My MC: The Marshal, the bastard child:

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4. The Exile by Pheo (WIP). Tumblr: @exilethegame. Patreon. Demo.

You’re the ex-commander of the Kingdom of Plaithus, and your name is known by all. It used to be whispered in fear by your enemies, and the very mention of it could send men fleeing. Your people had cried it out in battle, swords raised in your honor as they faced death fearlessly. You were a hero, and to some, a legend.

Until you weren’t.

You can’t remember what happened. All that’s left are blurry faces, screams, and the feeling of blood on your hands. The only reason you still have your head is because of the pity of an old friend.

And now? It’s only been a year since the incident, and already things are going wrong again when a rather peculiar sorcerer offers you absurd amounts of gold in exchange for protection from… well, that’s the problem, isn’t it? You don’t know.

My MC: the Commander:

Ex-commander.

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Shepherds of Haven by Lena Nguyen (WIP). Tumblr: @shepherds-of-haven Patreon. Demo.

Shepherds of Haven is a dark fantasy interactive fiction game. In it, you play as a Mage living in a world where magic is outlawed and your people—those possessing supernatural powers—are oppressed and reviled. The world is ruled by humans who believe in science, technology, and industry: at best, you and your kind are nothing more than a fairytale, and at worst you are the state’s greatest threat.

My MC: Human Mage, gunner

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God of the Red Mountain (WIP). Tumblr: @friendlybowlofsoup Demo.

You are a spirit born of the Red Mountain–though you’ve run away from it long ago. You’d be content to stay away, too, if not for the mountain god who suddenly comes looking for you. But what purpose do they have? And what exactly is your end goal?

Based on East Asian myths and folklore, you play as a powerful, nameless spirit in a shifting world. As a being caught between death and life, you are connected to a stream of limitless power, and the more you are known, the more powerful you become.

However, your journey will not be so smooth. You have been cursed by powerful, malignant beings known as Foxes, and it’s only a matter of time before you fall from sanity yourself.

My MC: Owl spirit, human appearance

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The Bastard of Camelot by Rebelgirl (WIP). Tumblr: @llamagirl28 Demo. Ko-fi.

Your child will be the undoing of Camelot. Born under an ominous prophecy, you are the incestuous bastard of King Arthur and Morgana Le Fay. Will you fulfill the prophecy, or rebel?

Be the villain they expect you to be, or the hero they don’t- be remorseful or unapologetic, make your destiny or be Morgana’s tool of revenge.

Arthur can’t have any more children, making you the sole blood heir, and sole other Pendragon. As a Pendragon, you have the power of dragons.

The Bastard of Camelot is a trilogy following Mordred as they become a knight of the Round Table, and save or destroy Camelot.

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The Seven Heirs of Ophaesia: Part One by (WIP). Tumblr: @fantasyfawkes Demo. Patreon.

The Seven Heirs of Ophaesia is a low-fantasy game set in a Renaissance-esque world where you play as one of seven heirs to a fictional kingdom rife with intrigue. As the King’s seventh child, you are a prince or princess of Ophaesia, a luxurious nation along the southern coast of Selanes. You are the first child of your father’s third wife, a woman hated throughout the realm due to the pervasive suspicion that she poisoned the previous queen, and her poor reputation taints your image in the eyes of the court and beyond. From your days in the palace nursery all the way to adulthood, you must navigate treacherous court politics and delicate foreign affairs while trying to find your place in the world — and your family.

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Attollo by A.E. Jendryke (WIP). Tumblr: @attollogame Demo. Patreon.

After several years of radio silence, you receive a message from your younger sibling that carries a strange sense of urgency to it. Either out of familial concern, or boredom, you embark on a journey from your residence to your siblings apartment in New Hampshire to see what’s wrong and then get on with your life. Too bad it’s never so simple.

Deal with cults, interdimensional entities, and far too many people with superpowers (where, for once, you’re the odd one out) in your journey to bring your sibling back from an underworld far out of your control.

My MC: lawyer

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Land of the Dragon (WIP) by Hilsee Foo. Demo. Last update was long ago... (crying)

Welcome to the Land of the Dragon! Here you shall experience an adventure in an ancient land, navigate court politics, forge friendships, and maybe even pursue romance if you so choose!

The Dragon Emperor sits upon the throne, as he inherited it from his father before him. But all is not well in the realm. In the provinces, an Uprising is gaining both strength and popularity. At court, the Elder Prince plots in secret to usurp his brother's throne. And within the Emperor's harem, the Empress and Imperial Consort vie for power.

As the Emperor and Empress' only trueborn child, you are at the centre of this power struggle. When all hell breaks lose on your 21st nameday, what will you do to find your place in this world?

All this, and more... In the Land of the Dragon.

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The Northern Passage by Kit H.J. (WIP). Tumblr: @northern-passage Demo.

The Northern Passage is a horror fantasy CYOA, where you play as a hunter sent up north to investigate a series of missing people along the border and in the port cities of the Blackwater.

Working with your handler, Lea, you will travel north and discover that things are far worse than you ever could have imagined, and that there is something powerful lurking out in the deep, dark sea…

My MC: Hunter

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The Nameless by Parker Lyn (WIP). Tumblr: @parkerlyn Demo. Ko-fi.

The Nameless is a low fantasy WIP that is character and romance driven, with your race (sheevra) loosely based on stories about the fey and other myths. Where deals are a weapon and a name is the most intimate secret someone can offer. You play as a sheevra investigating the city of Renescen after the complete disappearance of one of four sheevra Clans in the world, running across a ragtag group of both sheevra and mortalis along the way.

Will you find out what happened before it comes for you?

Mortalis appearance

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Virtue’s End by Crimsis (WIP). Tumblr: @virtuesend-if Demo. Patreon.

In a dark world overrun by monsters from the shadow plane, you exist as a hybrid monster hunter called a helvling, a human whose very soul has been Bound to one such entity. Travelling from warded settlement to warded settlement with your surly Keeper, Shea, you have the thankless task of defending the common folk against these horrors from Hel.

Usually, a fate such as yours is only reserved for the lowest of criminals, as penance for their loathsome deeds… You wouldn’t know if your fate has been deserved, however, since upon completion of your Binding seven years ago, all former memories of your human life have been lost.

You’ve been moulded into a weapon by the Virtuous Order, trained to be an unfeeling and ruthlessly efficient hunter… But is that who you are? Who are you, truly?

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A Tale of Crowns (WIP). Tumblr: @ataleofcrowns Itch.

A Tale of Crowns is a high fantasy love story with Middle Eastern roots, both on pc as well as mobile! It’s entirely text-based, with choices throughout to shape both your main character’s personality and skills as well as influence their relationships with others. There are four love interests for you to choose from, both female as well as male, each with their own stories and secrets for you to uncover!

Crown of Arsur

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Wayfarer (WIP). Tumblr: @idrellegames Demo. Patreon.

When your mercenary work backs you into a corner, you take the only option available and accept a contract: to travel to the city of Velantis and steal an ancient artifact said to be blessed by the gods. Simple, right?

But Velantis holds more than you bargained for. Gathering a ragtag party of malcontents and renegades from across the city, you must navigate enemy factions, meddling guilds, and escalating political tensions. Your choices will ultimately determine the city’s fate – and the fate of every person who lives there.

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When Twilight Strikes by evertidings (WIP). Tumblr: @evertidings Demo.

You are a bounty hunter. Responsible for taking in rogue supernaturals, you work for IAOS—the International Agency of Supernaturals—where, alongside your best friend and partner, you two have quickly become the best hunting duo of the branch. After a particular tricky hunt, you brief your boss, Caine Atheron, and come back to work the next day to find that he has mysteriously disappeared overnight, the company is now in the hands of his best friend, Sebastian Mai. And though no one else seems to question it, something tells you that there’s more to the story.

With bounty cases rising at an alarming rate and a second mystery unfolding, you and your ragtag team of allies set out to find the truth.

But as you go further and further, the secrets you uncover begin to make you question: who… or what exactly are you fighting for?

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Passanger by Pime (WIP). Tumblr: @the-passenger-if Demo. Ko-fi.

Do you like monsters? Do you think they are the best part of their respective movies, books, and shows? Then The Passenger might be the game for you.

The Passenger is a choice script work in progress in which you are an eldritch abomination that’s about to be devoured by another unthinkable creature. Good news is you are pretty crafty and know how to jump dimensions to escape your ghastly fate; bad news is, you’re now stuck on Earth, trapped inside a dumb human larva.

As years go by, you realize the amount of energy you need to leave this horrible dimension behind is a lot more than you anticipated. Not to mention the creature that almost ate you all those years ago never really stopped looking for you. But there’s no way it’ll pinpoint your actual location… right?

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Scout: An Apocalypse Story by Anya (WIP). Tumblr: @anya-dev Itch.

It has been over a decade since a worldwide natural disaster obliterated the natural planet and decimated human civilization. There are small groups of humans still alive, fending for themselves, trying to create communities amongst the rubble.

You are a 24-year old scout living in a small community on the edge of the Orange Plains. You lost your mother and your sister before finding your way here. You are primarily an academic, and you put your skills to use on regular scouting missions. With your best friend and your scouting team leader in tow, your small group is a pillar of the Community.

On your first scouting mission of the hot season, you meet the leader of the People Across the Orange Plains. Will you break from the Community you have known your whole life? Ask a romantic partner to join you? Discover secrets that your own people have been hiding? Become a leader yourself?

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Body Count by Nell Bolton (WIP). Tumblr: @bodycountgame Demo. Ko-fi.

Your life isn’t going how you’d hoped. Despite having big plans when you graduated, you’re stuck in a dead end job and a crappy flat with zero romantic life to speak of. All until a friend convinces you to join the cast of a new reality TV show.

The premise is simple: 12 singles are sent to a villa on a tropical island and they live there together for a month. After 28 days, the couple who is voted by the other islanders as being most likely to withstand the test of time will win £500,000. In addition, the couple with the highest body count will win £500,000. Total prize pool? £1,000,000.

In this context, “body count” refers to how many people you’ve slept with… right? Well, that’s what you think when you sign your contract. Turns out, though, that not all of your fellow cast members will be using that definition to get to the prize.

Fall in love, win big money, solve some murders and try to stay.

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Project Hadea by nyehilism (WIP). Tumblr: @nyehilismwriting Itch. Ko-fi.

You play as an OPERATIVE of Scytha Industries, a highly selective private security company. As their most elite Operative, you possess many skills and talents, not to mention top-of-the-line equipment - including your very own AI module, IVI.

This, of course, puts a price on your head. An AI module goes for billions on the black market; carrying one around in your skull is, perhaps, not the safest idea. Sure, you’re more than a match for anyone who might come after you - but no-one outside the high levels of Scytha knows about it, so you should be safe anyway, right?

Wrong.

Wrong, wrong, wrong.

I do want to thank all these tremendously talented authors for creating such complex and beautiful worlds. I love it with all my soul.

Thanks for reading, I hope you will find story for yourself. I’ll gradually extand this top!

Stay tuned.

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marshmallowprotection · 3 years

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Birthday Title Screen

Saeran’s title screen underneath the cut alongside my thoughts and feelings on the matter. Under the cut simply because if you don’t want to see it, you can go and wait until it’s officially released by Cheritz in your time zone. Anyways, we know why we’re here.

It’s that time again and boy, aren’t we happy to be able to talk about it? Now, this title was advertised as Unknown so I expected Unknown. I didn’t expect my boy Suit Saeran to be on the title. The game tends to imply that Unknown is the just Suit Saeran, and vice versa, but I don’t agree with that notion but I’ve explained that one many times before but the game never confirms outright one way or the other so, you know how that goes.

I’ll spare you that, I’ve got plenty of posts talking about that opinion for you to find if you want, lol.

Either way, this is the first time that Suit Saeran’s gotten the pointed limelight like this. He’s usually meant to surprise the player because they may not see him in their minds as their trying to uncover the mystery and everything. But, we’ve got to say, Cheritz has thrown all spoiler fears out of the window. I mean, they just plastered Seven’s true name on a boat.

I laughed about that but I digress, you’re here for the photo and you want to see me shriek like a banshee.

So, yeah, let’s just our obligatory scream out of the way presently. When I saw this one, I could think was: Oh my God, it’s BE2. The only reason my brain just decided BE2 was because of the framing of all the presents. In that ending, he gives you gifts, he gives you food, but “you’re not good enough to open them or touch them, toy.” He’ll give you all kinds of things but you know, you get what he wants when he decides.

And crumbs, if you’re lucky on a good day, you know?

That being said, it doesn’t have to be framed as BE2, but the presents and gifts just lead me to believe that this is the theme or the idea that it’s taking from to show the audience because what else am I going to be thinking when you’ve gone and thrust that idea into my face like that? Mmm, and I’ve been talking about that ending a lot lately.

Here’s that post if you want to read more about BE2. It’s a tragic ending that is bad for both Saeran and MC. He’s trying to get you back like Humpty Dumpty but he can’t put you back together again. He realized too little, too late, that he liked you the way that Ray did, that he genuinely liked you for you. He can’t say that aloud, so he... tries cruel ways to bring you back, but it will never work and he’s doomed to despair.

No hope for Suit Saeran if the kindness heart can be destroyed in hell. It means it’s only natural that he lose everything.

I appreciate that he’s sticking to his goth theme, though, that party hat is just red and black.

Suit Saeran’s very... minimalist in the sense that he just picks things that are truly intense and sharp. That’s why he wears a suit. That’s because it’s the thing that he knows that can radiate power. Business men are supposed to be strong and forthcoming with their ability, that’s why he leans that way.

His father is like that, the idea of what power and monster is feeds into how he chooses to dress himself.

That’s why he just says, “Suit time.” If anyone was curious about that, anyway, I never seen people talk about that. Ray was given his clothes by Rika, he never got a say in how he dressed. The boys always pick something dark because it’s going to match their mood... their mood is how they pick colors and clothes if given the ability.

That’s why GE Saeran is bright and cottagecore. It reflects the positive shift in his thoughts and perspective on the world. But, with Suit Saeran, he’s trying to emulate what he’s scared of and what he thinks that power is and this is the only way he knows how and it hurts to think about when you frame it that way, I do know that.

Is that meant to be a stamp and playbook? Did Suit Saeran really make a whole illustrated guide for his puppet show? Is he really making acts and stories for all of this? He had to make those puppets himself. We know that Saeran is creative and can make anything, but those things are clearly handmade, hand-painted, I have a strong feeling that he made those clothes himself, too...

You know, I like to imagine him drawing his emojis before he comes to you because he wants to make a good impression, but he’s a very specific artist and he gets angry when he can’t get things right, so I’m really thinking about him being out here in his workroom, painting fine details with a determined look in his eyes like—

“This’ll show that toy. This’ll show them how powerful I am.”

Suit Saeran, honey, this is a gift within itself, you are a dork and I love you so much, oh my God.

TLDR; Suit Saeran makes puppets and makes their own playbook like this is going to a musical or the opera.

He actually brought you the exact outfit. This means that he either made you that outfit, or he got himself, and then he made a smaller version.

I like to think he’s crafty with sewing so I pretend he does things like this, but honestly, if you’ve made it this far, are you also thinking about the fact that he made a doll versions of the both of you to show you something?

Because I can’t stop thinking about that. He really said, “Look at this, I made us, toy!” Like, I wrote a whole imagine once where MC and GE Saeran made each other plush dolls of the other person to sleep with. He just went out here and made puppets simply because he wanted to put on a show. He made y’all and I’m gonna cry what a fucking dork.

This is canon.

My God, I’m canon.

Once again, I’m out here living my best life and nobody’s going to stop me on that front. Saeran wants to impress you and astound you so badly that he does not even realize that the handmade things that he’s making actually would be something that flatter someone.

Like, he could use those to patronize me and berate me for control, but—

I’d really be sitting there compliment his fine eye and craftsmanship. It’s just that great.

“Wow, Saeran. You did this all by yourself? These details are so realistic and finely tuned. This must have taken you hours... no, days, it must have taken you days to paint everything and stitch all of this together, even the little fine details are perfect. You’re amazing! When did you have the time to learn all of this?”

He would scoff, “Of course, I am, you blubbering toy! Don’t suck up to me and think that you’re going to be treated nicely. I won’t tell you anything about me. You don’t deserve that. I didn’t do this to impress you, I did this to show you what I want from you. Now, be a good little toy, sit there, and do as I ask. I won’t repeat myself.”

I find it interesting that he framed himself in the Savior’s seat here. Is that just a tie back to BE3, or is it simply his power play? I think it’s a comment on the fact that he struggles to know how much power that he truly has in his hands. That is to say, he says he’s the strongest, but the reality is, Rika is stronger then him and he bows his head to her.

Even in his fantasy, she holds all of the cards and he has no choice but to bend.

But, with MC, he is trying to use them to control his idea of power... because it’s a fragile thing. It could break at any second. He screams and shouts all that he wants but he knows, deep down, he may be strong, but he’s not the strongest in this place. How could he be? That’s why Rika even says to you during those late hours—

“Mmm, you noticed? He’s using you to stabilize himself because otherwise, he would crumble. Thanks for your sacrifice to helping me win my goals. It wasn’t a pleasure knowing someone as bright as you, getting in my way and trying to turn them against me.”

He only feels strong when something placates the idea in his chest. It hurts, even in his numb and confused heart, he’s hurting and he can’t figure out a way to get out of the dark labyrinth. Did he make the Mint Eye playhouse? Did he? I am saying he did. None of you are going to stop me. Saeran is a creative artist and I will not be contained any longer.

Cheritz confirmed.

You’re a doll on a string in this for him. He wants to say that he bends and controls you to his whims, but... he’s also there. This isn’t just you being a toy, it’s Saeran realizing that he’s a toy, too. Why else would he make a doll of his person, then? This is about him not entirely getting it, though. He would make himself but not realize what he’s implying to know deep down, underneath all of his yelling.

When I saw him in the chair, I thought... this is him in relation to being the marionette king. That’s why they’re doing this, oh my God. It makes sense to frame the MC as a puppet or toy, they’re always “his eyes” and “his toy” and more and more and more. But, he’s also being played for a toy by Rika to get what she wants.

Who is really the puppet here?

Who is really on the strings?

Look at that cocky bastard. Look at him. Look at him forever and deal with me screaming about him, oh my God. In conclusion, I’m having a lot of feelings at the moment presently and I think I’m going to go and lay back down because I am going to need a minute to unpack everything that I’m feeling and dealing with because Suit Saeran.

SUIT SAERAN!

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taki118 · 4 years

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List of Reincarnated into the Villainess of an Otome/Romance Novel Series I Like

Soooooo I’ve gotten sucked into the very specific isekai subgenre?trope? Of girl gets reincarnated into an otome game or romance novel she loves but is the villainess. It’s kind funny how similar these all are but at the same time so different. Now these arent all the titles just the ones I’ve read for at least a volume and like. (if asked i might make a list of the ones that failed for me). I’m gonna separate by types. and if you know of any other titles please do tell me.

Received Past Memories during Childhood

(The story starts with the MC remembering her past life as a child and growing up with the knowledge)

I Reincarnated into an Otome Game as a Villainess With Only Destruction Flags...

So this one has a good deal of traction since it has an anime adaption currently running, but I’ll be honest it’s not one of favs. This series is primarily a harem comedy and most of the jokes deal with the MC’s expectations from the game not matching her new reality and not realizing why, which can be very fun, if one note. The characters are likeable which is why I keep reading but I think some other titles on this list use the concept far better. There is also a spin off version where the MC doesnt get her old memories until later in life and has to deal with the actions of the game character, but it’s fairly the same you arent missing much if you dont read it.

The Villainess Want to Marry a Commoner

So in this one the MC isn’t trying to avoid a bad end rather she’s very excited to be able to romance her favorite NPC whom she wished was romance-able. (which honestly mood) I’m not very far in but it really takes the whole this is a game the furthest as there are stat checks and the MC basically carried over all the items and skills acquired in her past playthroughs.

Survive as the Hero’s Wife

A web series, this one takes place in a book and the main pair are married as children and the MC plays double agent for the series antagonist to keep her and the LI safe. It’s fairly involved with a larger cast of characters but I’ll be honest this is one of the titles I feel would be stronger if it was just a straight fantasy series, the whole Isekai aspect feels like it’s there just to make the plot move quicker. But all around a good read.

Fiancée’s Observation Log of the Self-proclaimed Villainess

Now this one has a fun twist on the formula in that it’s told from the perspective of the love interest. Some of the faults other titles are plague with are avoided here as the main character himself has no knowledge of the world being a game, his fiance does but while she’s happy to tell him she’ll be a great villainess and get him a happy ending with the heroine she never tells him why thats so important so he’s left in the dark and thereby so are we. I will give a warning there is bit of fat shaming in this as the original games villainous was chubby but this version is skinny, like its not awful but its not the best implication that bad is chubby and good is skinny.

The Evil Lady's Hero

Another webseries set in a novel while we dont see the MC in childhood (save for some flashbacks) it’s stated she’s had her old memories since then. What I really like about this series is the MC’s personality and set up. So she died well into her 20s and as such she is a bit more mature and levelheaded than most MC’s, her plan was to avoid the main cast of the books as much as possible but ends up drunkenly sleeping with the male lead leading to them dating. Her thought being I’ll just enjoy this for now and let him break up with me when he meets the heroine, all good. The pair play well off each other and I’m curious to see where the story goes.

The Result of Being Reincarnated is Having a Master-Servant Relationship with the Yandere Love Interest

Now this one has a lot of fun with this concept as there are two other characters who were reincarnated like the MC. Because this game had only yandere love interests even the “good” endings arent that good, the MC also has limited knowledge as she didnt get to play all the way through so she feels less omnipotent than other protagonists, and along with not being the only person displaced it gives the series a nice refreshing feel.

Received Past Memories as Young Adult (The story starts with the MC remembering her past life after/during the events of the game/book)

I’m a Villainous Daughter, so I’m going to keep the Last Boss

So I actually really love this series and wanna read the light novel version. The MC regains her memories during the beginning of the bad end for the villainess and thinking quickly saves face to run off and find the main antagonist of the game the demon king who happens to be a secret route on the second play through. Its a very fun read but gets a little dark in later chapters I wont spoil cause its good but there is an attempted rape scene.

Simply Good Sense for a Duke’s Daughter

This one kills me cause the world building and characters are so strong and dense it’s actually weakened by the fact that the MC was reincarnated is really just kinda brushed off most the time. As you get more and more invested the only real purpose her being reincarnated into an otome has is like some ideas for products to sell and how to make things that dont exist in this world yet. Like I wont say I don’t enjoy it but I think I’d enjoy it more if it was just a fantasy story.

Beware the Villainess

God I love this webseries. The MC is just a delight as she decides she wont be evil but she wont be good either. What I like about this series is it kinda plays with the fact that the setting is a trashy romance novel cause as the MC learns more about the main characters of the novel she finds that the descriptions in the book dont match up because it’s very surface level. Example a merchant whos said to be very smart and savvy in the books is actually rather easy to outsmart, MC realizes it’s cause the writer only ever wrote he was smart never HOW he was smart. I would def give this one a read its a lot of fun.

For Certain Reasons, The Villainess Noble Lady Will Live Her Post-Engagement Annulment Life Freely

This is again another series I think would be stronger if it was straight fantasy. The MC of this story actually has no idea the world is an otome game, she was nurse in her past life and uses that knowledge for the betterment of the land, (though actually its hard to tell if she was really reincarnated or just has the memories of this person) The story could have moved just as well if the MC was given like a medical textbook from a mysterious other world. But the characters are fun so its not awful just not one of my favorites.

Reincarnated but not as Villainess

I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

The MC is reincarnated into an otome game with her memories as a child but as a side character, she ends up endearing herself and becoming engaged to the games villain character. Its very cute because she doesnt have to worry about a bad end she doesnt try to interfere much just keep those around her safe.

Seduce The Villain's Father

Web series MC gets reincarnated into a novel as a minor character, as the story takes place prior to the events of the book she changes things to keep her new sister safe and uses the opportunity to try and avoid more tragic events. Its not bad I’d say the idea itself is interesting though its a little uncomfortable she calls the male lead “father”

A Villain Is A Good Match For A Tyrant

Ok so this web series is kinda hilarious and I do have to spoil a little cause the person reincarnated is NOT our lead, its our villain. So this person was actually the author of the story, she had written a novel about a girl being reincarnated into the bastard daughter of a lord who gets engaged to a tyrant and has to pretend to be evil to stay safe from his enemies, and the author is so PISSED she reincarnated into a random priestess. Its so weirdly meta. The MC is the lord’s bastards and the events play out just like story only she doesnt get her body taken over. This series is very fun, cant wait to see how it goes.

Anyway this is my list if you have suggestions for me I’ll check them out. Will probably make another list later.

#manga #web series #isekai #I Reincarnated into an Otome Game as a Villainess With Only Destruction Flags #The Villainess Want to Marry a Commoner #Fiancée’s Observation Log of the Self-proclaimed Villainess #Survive as the Hero’s Wife #The Evil Lady's Hero #The Result of Being Reincarnated is Having a Master-Servant Relationship with the Yandere Love Interest #I’m a Villainous Daughter so I’m going to keep the Last Boss #Simply Good Sense for a Duke’s Daughter #Beware the Villainess #For Certain Reasons The Villainess Noble Lady Will Live Her Post-Engagement Annulment Life Freely #I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain #A Villain Is A Good Match For A Tyrant

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thewolfisawake · 3 years

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Since I’m in this brainrot alone, of course I’m just gonna end up thinking of a Hypmic AU with muses and their friends because I’m trash like that. Anyway, to avoid spamming my discord with the ideas, I’m just writing it on here. So a couple muses and those from @arcxnumvitae and @shxtteredillusions.

Starting with Kesil just because he honestly doesn’t fit with the rest. His actually came first as I thought of him with his friends from a different platform. He would be rolling with his delinquent/probably doing some illegal shit friends. Their style is more like MTC with the rough and tumble, down and dirty sort of thing. His MC name is actually Shinigami because I gotta stick with his ‘thing’ no matter the AU! I do not know what his mic nor speakers would end up like. I think most of his themes are related to him as a killer as he in this verse likely only learned and became good with a hypmic just because it’s the only weapon he could have. I mean...he probably could sneak one regardless but since most weapons were phased to mics, he probably learned. His rap ability would probably be something like Death Reversal, basically he could deny himself or his comrades of being knocked out as it fits with his actual ability of death force manipulation. Of all the guys I think he’s most like, it’s probably Rio as I don’t feel he’s overly expressive. Not because of lack of feeling but just that cool under pressure sore of thing

Anyway onto the Bastion Kids because they’re my faves to mess with

Ofc Lucien’s the easiest to think of this crap for. I do not have a MC name because unlike the creators, I have shame. But probably something wolf related. I feel his mic would be pretty old so look like a carbon microphone (because I think I’m funny) and be pretty simple. Don’t know what his speakers would be like. I think his themes are actually rather mundane when outside of battle. But in battle, cutthroat bastard. He’s like absolute annihilation of his enemy, his words are like the maw of a beast, he’d rip you to shreds. His ability is Cornered Counter, basically as his energy dwindles, his attacks get more powerful. Basically you gotta be decisive with him because the longer he lasts, the more dangerous he is. So obviously his is most like Samatoki’s as it fits his aggressive tone and no back down attitude.

I have a feeling he probably pissed off the Party of Words and thus if they had the chance to deal with him, they would’ve. Maybe he and his fam had differing views as to how to take this change in the world. I feel like he preferred the old ways but had to adapt to using a hypnosis mic in order to survive. And survive he did.

Katarina’s was somewhat easier to do because she’s very clear in her presentation. I debate if she’d just straight up use her name or if it’d be something like Prima (either by itself or being Prima Donna), something denoting her regality. Her mic is likely a stand one fashioned like crystalline ice. Her speakers kind of hard to describe other than like a metallic feminine figure that kind of looks like a warlord, armed to the teeth with swords. Her themes are of betterment of the state of her surroundings, how she’ll change it with her own hands and utmost confidence of herself. Her rap ability I am still working on since while the idea currently works with her actual ability...what it ends up doing runs counter to her personality. It’d be called Dazzle and would basically redirect an opponent’s attack to someone else. However the issue is Kat can’t choose who it goes to. Since there’s not much I can draw from with the ladies of hypmic, I would go with CL for her sound although I found Chanmina while searching and thought this hits me for Kat. But if I had to choose a character, it’d be Ichijiku.

I actually think her mother might’ve been a good soldier for the Party of Words but then she kinda sorta ended up falling in love with the enemy. Whoops. Except like the Party of Words didn’t know she did (supposedly). And so she left and went to be with Kat’s dad, who was a resistance member but wasn’t able to use a mic. So Kat is like the kid that was like...y’know we could live in peace if we’re not super oppressive. I feel like Petra taught her how to rap as it’s the only viable weapon for Kat so that’s what she uses.

Crowe’s is a pain because he’s a pain. I don’t have a MC name either maybe Shadow? Too basic? I dunno. His mic either a headset or futuristic kind of shades he wears. I’m sure everyone finds it odd. His speakers look more like cameras and briefcases with like a dicey looking umbrella. It’s huge frickin’ homage to spy stuff y’all. And you’ll figure out the function of them when he turns his speakers on you. Electric volt briefcases, umbrella gun, that kinda stuff. His themes are pretty pessimistic, the secrets of others, the ability to get his hands dirty and what those dirty hands can and can’t do. His rap ability I feel would be based on his gorgon blood so likely named such (Gorgon) or Eyebite and would work where he paralyzes an opponent from taking their turn. Who I draw most for him is actually Jakurai although obviously his voice is no where as deep.

If there had to be a traitor, it’s probably Crowe. He isn’t particularly happy about it but at the same time, it’s not like he’s brave enough to deal with his overlords. Not when he knows the things they COULD do. Or maybe he’s doing spy stuff on Chuuoku and is in a continuously perilous position but can’t or won’t talk to anyone about it. Basically he still has his paranoia but for a different reason.

Hmmm Taylor’s giving me a lot of problems because I just can’t pin down a lot for her. I don’t have a name for her nor any idea what she’d go with. Maybe something food based? The only ones coming to mind are Red Velvet and Matcha. Her mic? I think she’d use a hand held mic. Kind of like the ones you do karaoke on in terms of shape. Her speakers? * confused noises * Her themes mmm....I think hers are rather upbeat although not without bite! Her rap ability still eludes me. If I’m thinking of sound, I would put it as something like Calliope although again her words are lighter than hers.

I feel like Taylor’s family ended up with her parents not surviving the war and thus was left with Rhett to try to keep his siblings from being separated from him. She didn’t view a need to learn how to rap--after all a lot of the population doesn’t seem to--but her mind was changed after being kidnapped for ransom and subjected to the effects of a hypnosis mic. She ended up saved by then then ragtag kids and wanted to learn so that she was never in that position again.

Hooo boy, Emil has that instinctual attention to tone shift going mad. Oh god. I do not have a MC name for him either. I feel Prince would be far too on the nose. So something else. I think he’d have a stand mic, I think his would be like I think it’s a certain kind of ribbon mic? Like this? Makes me think of like old school announcers that fits with his lively personality. I feel like his speakers would be more like ice fragments that feels like they should be falling but don’t. His themes are like half light-hearted and inviting, about having a good time with others. But the other times it’s about masks and charades. He is the kind that has that tone drop and you can tell it’s another ‘presence’ to Emil. One that is vicious and will have you sinking. His rap ability is Frostbite, which would essentially have any battle of his become a race against time. His ability starts sapping the energy of his opponent and of course if they drop...it’s game over for them. His sound when light-hearted is more like Hifumi in like vocal tone but with Ramuda’s flow. Yet I feel like the perfect sound for his is Gentaro’s verse in Stella (Emil, I hope you know you are the biggest pain in terms of style) in terms of like how he sounds in alternating between cutting and light.

I feel like his mom had stayed in the Chuuoku under the Party of Words but had seen Emil’s dad while outside of the ward. And then she fell pregnant and was in love with Emil when he was born despite him being a son than daughter. And when faced with either handing Emil over to his dad or leaving Chuuoku, she chose the latter. This was her baby. Emil had grown up with both but his mom passed away...his father suspecting it to be Chuuoku’s doing, moved away far from the ward. However Emil grew curious of the hypnosis mic that his mother had used when she was alive and so he ran off near Chuuoku, where he met a...unkind mentor (basically his grandma in normal verse stuff) that did teach him but did affect his candor.

Cipriana I have also am having some trouble thinking things of. I do not have a MC name but I think it’d be cool if she chose one that’s like...reclaiming and being proud of her ‘runt’ status. Also am not sure about her mic. I think she’d have a handheld one though. As her mic, maybe they’re in the shape of spools with like threads all around and at least one connecting her her mic. Her themes I feel would be a bit like that somber hope? Like it sounds a little sad but it’s ultimately about a better day eventually. Which contrasts to how she is in a battle as I imagine she is very loud in presence since this is more or less a fight and she isn’t getting knocked down again (her mindset of chasing down Lucien absolutely frightens and intrigues me). I just thought of her ability being like By a Thread, where she essentially she cannot be ringed out and can be a little harder to knock out. Her set up kind of makes like a net or wrap around her to keep her from falling (also makes her look like a doll in some aspects, oooh callback). I think of her sound very much like Nemu.

I do not know how she runs in this story except maybe that she was normal and just simply ended up in the whirlwind of hypnosis mics. Although sitting here now, I’m thinking if Arsenio had a mic and had used it against her--since it’s basically inflicting psychic damage--on her even though she didn’t have one (which is illegal btw). And Vini had it with his shit and used his own and having the same mindset as in her original verse, she actually took one of their mics and used her words against Vinicio, still causing their original rift...just worse. A lot of the same plotting from there maybe? Eventually she meets the rest of the kids.

Aspis has been rather hit or miss. I am still thinking on his MC name but Yaksha has been in there. I am thinking of his mic to be handheld and I can’t think of anything particular for its design. I think of his speakers looking like demon masks with the speaker part within the mouth. It’s kinda intense looking especially since you know he’s so sweet. Gotta keep his contrasting aesthetic somewhere. His themes are usually about mundane things as well. Musings about those of his past and present. I feel he’s the least biting towards others in battles? Like a lot of battles are attacking something about your opponent or about one’s own ability. I think Aspis would rely less on tearing someone down. Not saying he can’t but I feel like it’s gonna be a bloodbath if he does. His rap ability would be called Katashiro, where he links to another person (usually an opponent) where when he is injured, that damage is shared between him and the opponent. Which coupled with his odd endurance, could drop whoever he linked with before he falls. If I think of his sound, I think of Kuko’s flow but also Ichiro’s lyrical way.

I feel like Aspis gonna have all the crap things of being a war orphan for himself. Pretty self-reliant and not one to take help because he kinda doesn’t know how to. But I think music saves him, I think Daza might be a DJ who even if she didn’t have a mic, she got him understanding of flow and the like. And it was just a comfort for him. She probably helped him obtain a mic. And he was friends and the like with Yukina until she went with the Party of Words.

Aya’s is like Aspis’ hit or miss in terms of what I can think of. MC names are harrrrdddddd. I feel like her mic I alternate between it being the kind you see a cabaret singer use or a handheld. Maybe one of the first that does both??? I can’t think much in design other than ‘shimmery.’ Not like gaudy but like you watch her move or light hits just right and you see it shine...like her. Her speakers looks more like a theater. With like velvety curtain backdrop and everything. And her attacks look pretty until they hit you. I’m thinking like razor flower petals sort of thing. Her themes...mmm, I feel like overall it’s just ‘pop-y’ and light. It’s nothing like her battling. I feel she just sounds pleasant but then has some serious cutthroat bars. Despite this, I think of her rap ability being Renewal, being able to make others’ attacks stronger and cutting the damage they take. Super supportive skill which she probably took a while to figure out about. I actually found her sound while looking at other stuff. Which I think is Jeon Soyeon easily.

Also not quite sure where she would be in the story other than I think Meg would’ve procured her a mic for her protection. And I think she cultivated her rapping to have a rap ability. And I feel like Meg was worried about it and wanted Aya away from eyes that would witness it. Because although it has no offensive power for Aya herself (at least not that anyone’s made her come to that point), it is useful for like...a team or ally situation. So useful for the Party of Words and what Meg wants to avoid. But she can’t really stop Aya from doing what she wants with her mic.

#long post #oh god #so long #and there's still holes #{Hypmic AU}#probably gonna come up with snazzy name later #but for now it's done #;wishlist

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luna-the-moth · 3 years

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Obey Me! Headcanon Game

Soo...I found this through a discord channel, so let’s get to it shall we? (Prepare to read a long ass questionnaire)

OG link (Credit to cerise_noire8 on Twitter)

(Made on Picrew)

1 • What is your MC’s name? What is their name origin? What does it mean (if it ever has a meaning).

Ayano Miasako. Not any explanation for that yet. Her mentor, Cleo calls her “Aya” Nickname in the mafia was “Silver”

2. When is their birthday? How old are they? What about their zodiac sign? (bonus point if you give their rising or even their birth/natal chart)

February 23 23-25. Capricorn

3. What is your MC’s gender? And what are their sexual/romantic preferences?

Female. Bisexual

4. What is your MC’s race? (human, demon, angel, other). If human, what are their nationality and origins?

Ayano’s human with a relation as Lilith’s descendant. Ayano’s half Japanese/Korean. She was born in Kyoto and was raised in the mafia.

5. Before coming to Devildom, what was their occupation? (job, studies...)

She was a mafioso until age 20, when she left. As a compensation for leaving, she has to wire the boss a certain amount of money per year. Ayano has a penthouse in Tokyo with her cat, Luci. She now works as a business tycoon, and wins most of her money from gambling and business investments. Ayano has a degree in anthropology and psychology

Ayano in the Mafia

6 • Height? Weight? Describe their body type.

Ayano’s 5’6 (167cm). She’s around 140 lbs or 64kg. Ayano has a medium-large bust, an hourglass figure, and decent sized ass

7. Who is/are your MC’s love interest(s) (if they ever have one). Summarise their dynamic.

Mammon, her protective Tsundere. Or Satan, the sly and intelligent bookworm trying to find his true self. She’s the ultimate tease to Mammon, knowing he likes her but is waiting for him to make a move. Mammon ends up flustered. She and Satan try to out-flirt each other with cheesy pickup lines and are often seen sitting next to each other in a loveseat, with tea and a good book. Satan calls her kitten, Ayano calls him her knight in shining armor (jokingly.) Mammon calls her “my lucky charm” Ayano calls him “blackjack,” but prefers calling all the boys by their names.

8 • Does your MC have any specific appearance features? (Scars, marks, anything else)

Ayano has various scars from her time in the mafia. She has 2 prominent stab wounds on her upper back from a betrayal. A yakuza tatoo on her hip. Plus a medium slash scar on her stomach. She got two black feathered wing tattoos on them to represent her freedom from the mafia. Ayano has heterochromatic eyes, left green, right purple. Usually wears a green contact over the purple to hide it. She also has distaichis (double lash layers). Jet black, waist length hair, pale-snow white skin. She usually sports this outfit

Wears a new type of nail art every 1-2 weeks depending on her mood. Lovesss jewelry

9 • Does your MC have any disabilities? (physical, mental health, etc). How do they deal with it?

Depression and anxiety. Solution: do a Lucifer and does anything and everything to keep her mind occupied. She also makes friends with cheerful people

10 • How do you imagine your MC’s voice? Describe it.

Medium pitch, smooth, lulling voice. Has a slight new york accent even though she’s never been there (taught by Cleo) Mostly formal in public and swears every so often. (she refrains from doing so around Luke). Her singing voice is very powerful, has a wide range of pitches, and can enchant many.

11 • Does your MC have any tattoos or piercings? Just tell us more about it!

2 black wings on her stab wounds on her back. A yakuza tattoo on her hip. A normal piercing on both ears with a few helix piercings as well

12 • Describe their clothing style (if they have a favorite style). Do they have specific accessories?

Bonus question: how do they wear RAD uniform?

Ayano’s fashion style is fashionista, dark fashionista, occasionally gothic/elegant lolita. Loves leather and silver. She often wears a silver necklace gifted (stolen?) from her mentor, with her mother’s silver ring hanging from it. Fingerless, black leather gloves. Usually wears a ring on her right hand, middle finger. Ayano wears the RAD uniform properly, with a red tie, black jeggings, and thigh-high black boots.

The redesigned RAD uniform

13 • Is your MC able to use magic? If so, are they skilled? How do they learn? Were they able to use it before coming to Devildom?

Yes, when she came to the Devildom, Solomon decided to teach her to hone her skills. In the human world, when really pissed, light bulbs would burst in her presence. Ayano learns quickly, so yes, she became skilled in a small time frame. She’s fond of enchanted jewelry (because they are pretty and have practicality)

14 • Describe your MC’s parents (names, jobs, personalities). Do they have any siblings? What is their relationship with their family?

Ayano’s mother, Kyoko (japanese) was dead while Ayano was very young. Her real father is unknown besides the fact that he was a ‘korean bastard’ from her stepfather. She despises her step father (the feeling’s mutual) and ran away from home at age 13. Ayano has an older (3-4) brother. At age 20, they reconnected and have a good, stable relationship.

15 • How many language do they speak? Which ones?

Ayano can read/speak: Japanese, English, Korean, Latin, Spanish, and French

16 • What is their relationship with each brothers?

Lucifer - fondness, cautious, interest - mixed feelings. Ayano isn’t fond of some of his methods, but recognizes his change throughout the program. She thinks he cares a lot for his brothers and respects that. Lucifer is glad that Ayano is well-mannered and courteous, but is suspicious on her relations to Solomon. Although she’ll never admit it, sometimes Ayano goes into his study with tea and a light dessert for him.

Mammon - Affectionate, loving, warmth, protectiveness. Ayano thinks Mammon as someone very dear to her, so she is protective of him. He’s a possible love interest, and Ayano likes teasing and flirting when he shows his Tsundere side. Mammon thinks that she’s his lucky charm, and loves bringing her to the casino with him, to show off, and to brag. He always becomes flustered when she teases him, but revels in it.

Levi - Ayano thinks Levi should have more confidence, and is gentle with him. Playing rpg or strategy games with him is a pastime of Ayano’s, Levi is slightly scared of her skills in that aspect. Since Ayano can also mimic voices well, he begs her to make Ruri-chan impersonations and such.

Asmo - Fun, flirty, and thrilling. At first, Ayano thought he was a narcissistic, vain bastard. Which is partially true tbh. When she started doing various makeup looks, that’s when Asmo started to bond with her. The two love messing with various skincare, haircare, makeup, and fashion items. On Fridays, they have a self-care night, with Mammon occasionally bursting in.

Satan- Was suspicious of him, noticing his mask and seeing through it right away. After noting that he is lost inside, she warms up to him and bonds with him over her cat, Luci, tea, and their shared love of crime novels. Satan was also suspicious of her at the beginning, but after she warmed up to them and slowly started revealing herself, they gradually started drifting closer. They can sometimes be seen reading together with tea and biscuits.

Bee l- Ayano absolutely adores Beel. She thinks of him as a giant teddy bear and knew he was genuine from the start. Ayano stress-bakes and experiments with recipes from time to time, and asks Beel to taste test them. Beel was glad she apologized and started warming up to her after the custard incident. He loves her baking, and is fond of her, as they take a jog/work out together sometimes.

Belphie - Complicated. She doesn’t care for Belphie. Yes, she wanted to free him, only because she hates feeling trapped as well and disliked Lucifer’s choice of punishment. The fact he changed so quickly after finding out about Lilith made her dislike him even more. However for the boys’ sake, she is cordial to him. Belphie just *wants her to like him dammit*

17 • What is their relationship with each side characters?

Diavolo- Ayano likes Diavolo, not only is he a powerful ruler, he is a right and just one as well. Sometimes, if he asks, she’ll sing human world songs to him during tea with Barbatos. Ayano thinks of him as a kind man with *so many goddam secrets hidden inside.* Diavolo likes that Ayano entertains him on the human world, and is well-mannered and playful. He’s very interested on trying various exotic human world recipes as well.

Luke- She thinks of Luke as a chihuahua, or a little kid. Harmless and adorable. Ayano likes teasing Luke and baking sweets with him. He thinks of her as an older sister, and loves having her attention.

Solomon - During her time in the mafia, around age 20, she went and stopped by an under-hyped bar. She was really pissed that day, as one of her subordinates almost had everyone killed. So, she decided to buy some whiskey and find a hookup to relieve stress. After flirting and chatting with Solomon for an hour or so, they went back to her place.....In the morning, she woke up a bit early, slightly nauseous, but mostly ok. Solomon was still asleep at the time. After preparing some korean hangover soup, she went back to her room, only to find a signed note and Solomon's number. Ayano and Solomon are pretty much friends with benefits. They’re playful and mischievous, and sometimes stop by each other’s rooms at night for-...Anyways, Ayano has taken for Solomon and would do it again. Solomon thinks Ayano as an admirable person and interesting, so he sticks by her. You can see them at a casino, getting drinks, and watching Ayano’s insane luck wins her her hundreds of thousand at the end of the night.

Simeon- Ayano doesn’t trust Simeon, as he doesn’t really seem like an angel and is shady. After the play and seeing him being ruthless, she distances herself even more from him. Simeon wishes she would be closer with him, but is glad that Luke bonds with her.

Barbatos- You cannot convince her otherwise that Barbatos is not Sebastian Michaelis’ twin Oftentimes, she will help him around the kitchen or garden,, enjoying his company. Barbatos is glad that Ayano can help out, but keeps an eye on her due to her past. Very relieved she has good manners in public though. They both teach Luke to bake sweets, and are protective over him.

18 • What is your MC’s main hobbies and passions?

Hobbies: Reading, throwing knives, composing/listening/singing music, baking, food tasting, playing with cats, drinking wine, sketching/painting, gambling, and gardening. She is obsessed with Cerberus, and loves taking him for walks.

19 • Why do they ended up in Devildom in the first place? What happened to them?

Ayano made a deal with a business man (Barbatos) to go to Siberia for a year in order to make a demonology/mythology film, she was supposed to travel to Siberia when she fell asleep on the plane, to wake up in RAD. This isn’t too weird from what she’s experienced before, so she thought it would be an interesting and worthwhile experience. After all, she can’t really fight back against demons, so acceptance is the only option.

20 • What is your MC’s MBTI type?

Unknown. Ayano is more of a quiet extrovert. A great people person, but seems a tad cool and aloof at first. She’s very polite and all, but never let’s people in due to trust issues. Very perceptive and emotionally intelligent. Ayano was able to pick up on the boys’ true colors within a short time span. Is very intelligent and can offer worthwhile theories and conversations. To the people she loves, she is most like a lazy cat, affectionate, playful, and teasing.

21 • Do they have pact with each bro? Do they often use their pacts? In which situations?

Has pacts with all the brothers except for Belphegor. She cares for the brothers, and refuses to use the pacts in any way, shape, or form.

22 • What is their favorite place in Devildom?

Madam Screams, the royal library, the roof of the HoL, or the beach Diavolo made.

23 • Which sin fit them the most?

Wrath, she’s very much like Satan

24 • Describe their personality.

Constantly tries to analyze a person's every move. Keeps a polite mask on. She tries her best to stay calm in most situations and to find a way out. However, she is incredibly sadistic to people who have wronged her, preferring to use psychological torture. Often uses dark humor and keeps a knowing smile on her face. Tries to find a logical solution to every problem and is melodramatic around the people she cares about. She will tease you to oblivion and is a very playful character when you get to know her. Much like a cat, she is affectionate and likes to play around, sometimes flirtatious. She’s a total sweetheart when you get to truly know her though. Ayano however, is also very reasonable and knows when she's fucked up. For example, when Beel freaked out over the custard. She ordered 20 cups of custard from Madam Scream's that night for the next day. Ayano then presented it to him the next afternoon, offering her sincerest apologies. When she trusts someone, they have her absolute loyalty. She will guard their lives with hers and would take a bullet for them If they break her trust tho, they're pretty much dead to her and even though she is polite to them, they will never be close with her again. When she falls for someone, she falls hard. Loyalty is of upmost importance to Ayano.

25 • What is their moral alignment?

Chaotic Neutral. Ayano doesn’t really follow the law, but has a clear set of morals and a bottom line.

26 • Does your MC possess an object/something especially dear to their heart?

A silver necklace from her mentor, with a silver ring that belonged to her mother hanging from it.

27 • Which character(s) do they consider as their best friend(s)?

Solomon, Satan, and Mammon.

28 • Choose a song that fits your MC.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4eaMfUtynM&list=RDMM&index=29

Dirty by Grandson

29 • What are your MC’s religious beliefs?

Agnostic, she thought something was out there. Hell though, was a surprise.

30 • Describe what is inside your MC’s school bag.

Books, sketchpad, pencils, pens, textbooks, compact mirror, and a switchblade - just in case

31 • Describe their appearance (pic refs are ofc allowed).

Snow-pale skin. She has jet black, waist length slightly wavy hair in a side part, heterachromatic eyes - left green right purple. Wears a green contact over the purple in public. 5’6 or 168 cm tall. medium bust and hourglass figure with multiple miscellaneous scars on her legs and arms (7-8) from bullet/stab wounds. 2 prominent stab wounds on her lower back. 5'8.

22 • What is your MC’s greatest fear?

Losing another person she cares about, surprisingly enough, she gets attached faster than one would think.

33 • Is your MC Lilith’s descendant? If yes, how did they react when they learn about it?

Yes, tbh Ayano wasn’t surprised. If Lilith lived that long ago, than ⅓ of the population are her descendants. What makes her so special?

34 • Do they have a pet/animal?

Yes, a calico cat with blue eyes named Luci, 4 years old.

35 • What are their grades like? (In Devildom)

Top 5 students in class. Usually second or third to Satan and Lucifer. Ayano absorbs knowledge pretty easily, and can also read a book fast. Is also a very helpful tutor. Describes and explains material in a brief manner.

36 • Do you think they have any other friends in Devildom aside the characters game? Or do they just stay with them?

Her mentor Cleo turned out to be a witch! So sleepovers, spa days, and movie binges with each other are a must! Also, Mephistopheles is a drinking partner from time to time. Don’t forget Solomon, who Ayano goes to for....stress relief.

37 • What is their favourite food?

Takoyaki, basically fried dough with octopus tentacles. Or Korean BBQ. Is obsessed with sweet and sour combos

38 • Do they have any specific talent? (artistic, random fact, etc)

She’s an artistic person, knowing what angles to take pics and lovesss sketching the boys. Baking is a stress thing, reading with tea is a pastime of hers. Likes trying out different nail art every week or so. Gardening or tending to plants is a must.

39 • Who is the person they rely on when not feeling well?

Cleo, she’s been Ayano’s mentor since age 13. The only one who knows her full, true self. A girl’s day out will ensue, or a girl’s day in, depending on what Ayano wants.

40 • How did they decorate their bedroom in the House of Lamentations? I mean, the game’s MC bedroom is cool but we all know it need customisation. If your MC does not live with the bros, just describe their bedroom.

She completely redecorated the room with Cleo’s help. Absolutely hated the OG design.

Ayano’s Human world flat : https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/301-E-61st-St-19A-New-York-NY-10065/300195837_zpid/

41 • Are they a heavy or light sleeper? How many hours of sleep do they get? Do they have insomnia or do they fall asleep easily? Just describe your MC's sleep habits.

Ayano’s a light sleeper, because in the mafia, she had to be up at any given moment. Usually 6 hours of sleep. She has insomnia, and sleeps at like 12 am or 1 pm. Usually wakes up at 6am, every day. Can sleep at any given moment though. She’s a female Lucifer in that sense

42 • What is your MC's Devilgram username?

@Silver_Aya

43 • Does your MC have a part-time job during the exchange? If yes, where in Devildom?

Yes. Well not really, does investing in stocks and gambling count? By the end of week 2 in the Devildom, she has 10 million grimm in her account.

44 • How do they deal with the exchange program at first? Do they adapt easily in Devildom? Was it hard for them to be far away from the human world? Were they excited of in panic?

Ayano just went with the flow. It’s a whole new realm, how could she not be excited? Asks Cleo to show her around. It takes a week or two to fully adapt to the Devildom. She missed her cat, but luckily Cleo told her she was taking care of Luci at her human world flat. Kinda hated the fact that the HoL was full of 7 guys, but is in close contact with Cleo. The first night, she asked to go to a casino with Mammon and went from 250,000 grimm, to 1,000,000 grimm on her card.

45 • Do your MC’s relatives/friends know they are in Devildom? How do they deal with their absence? Tbh I’m just wondering what is happening during the exchange program since in the game, MC didn’t really choose to be there.

Well, everyone knew Ayano would be gone for a year, so they carried on fine. Her brother missed her expertise, but knew she’d be fine. Cleo brings her bills and contracts to finish up in the human world, and has hired a cleaner to come in once a month.

46 • How do they feel when they have to leave Devildom for the first time after their first one year exchange? Did they just return to the occupation they had before the exchange program? Did this experience change them? (Sorry these questions are more for human MC)

Ayano misses everyone terribly, and calls and texts everyone once or twice every week to update. She keeps in contact with Solomon to continue her magic lessons. Ayano just goes back to Japan like everything’s normal. Diavolo had a movie made during her time in the Devildom on some random mythology, which turned out to be a box office sensation. Everything is pretty much the same.

47 • Describe your MC’s D.D.D: phone case, wallpaper…

A neutral toned, light phone case with lotus flowers and lily pads. Her lock screen is a white/cream rose. Ayano’s wallpaper is her posing with Luci, her calico cat with blue eyes. Ayano’s kissing Luci’s nose in the picture. Her lock screen is a

48 • How do they react to praise? How do they react to criticism?

Says “thank you” or some variation of that from a stranger. If it’s an acquaintance, same. If it’s a friend, a thank you and a genuine smile. A close friend, a hug and thanks with a compliment thrown back. A lover, kisses and cuddles. Cleo, ‘awww, so sweet from someone so deadly’.

To strangers: shoots the criticism back in twice the snippiness if they’re being rude. If it’s constructive criticism, she’ll respect that. Acquaintances, again, same as above. Friends:depends if it’s in a teasing manner. If so, she’ll tease back, if it’s rude and uncalled for, she’ll tell them. Close friends: will be fine with teasing and will tease back. Will accept actual criticism if it’s constructive, will ask why they said so if it’s rude. Lover: WIll TEASE BACK WITH TICKLES. If it’s an actual criticism, she’ll take that into account and embrace it. Cleo: will jab back with an embarrassing story. If it’s real, will change if it’s reasonable

49 • What is their future goal? (it could be their actual goal [dont forget the tw spoiler], their dream job, any other wish they want for the future)

To have a happy family, in a nice home. Also to make others happy and inspire them. She already has her dream job, so a S/O would be perfect for Ayano to balance her out.

50 • Describe their perfume/scent.

Her perfume smells like spices, nutmeg, cinnamon, cloves, and vanilla in particular. Her shampoo/conditioner, and body wash give her hints of oat milk and ginger, coffee and coconut. Cleo and Satan would say she smells like a cafe.

51 • Did they ever commit a crime or have been arrested?

Yes, she’s been in the mafia, meaning she’s killed, stolen, and broken into houses.

52 • (A bit TW??) Do they smoke? Do they drink?

An occasional Mexican cigar. She likes wine and whiskey in particular. Doesn’t get drunk too often. At most she gets tipsy.

53 • Do they play a musical instrument?

Piano, violin, guitar, and bass

54 • How do they see themselves? How do they want to be seen by others?

Ayano sees herself as a horrible person. Being in the mafia, she’s done and seen horrifying things. She wishes to one day be able to see redemption in herself, that’s why she donates to charity and volunteers often. She wants to be seen as approachable and kind to others, albeit one not to mess with. Ayano dreams to be an inspiration for young children, showing that you can come up from nothing.

55 • What was your MC like as a child? Did they have a happy childhood?

Ayano grew up in an abusive household. Her father blamed her for her mother’s death, when in reality, he shot her while drunk and blamed Ayano as a coping method. Her brother was kept away from her, so he barely knew her. Ayano didn’t even know he remembered her at all. When she ran away at 13, she lived on the streets for some time, stealing food and clothing. Sometimes a kind person would give her some money or food, but most walked by or looked at her in disgust. One day, she managed to steal a silver necklace from her future mentor, Cleo. Cleo was a mafia boss’ daughter, and was impressed that Ayano could steal from her at all. After begging and persuasion, her father let Ayano join the mafia as her apprentice.

56 • Would they prefer to live forever in Devildom or come back/live in the human world?

Ayano would most likely try and find a way to become immortal, in order to live in the Devildom. The brothers and undateables are her family pretty much. She’d ask Cleo if Luci can be brought down and made immortal as well.

57 • Did they ever get the chance to visit the Celestial realm? If so, what do they think about it? Did they meet Michael? (Ofc it’s your personal hc since Michael never appeared in the game)

Yes, after much begging and pleading from Luke, Simeon reluctantly agreed to let her into the Celestial Realm. She loves the food ofc, especially the fruit. She never met Michael because he was “on a business trip.”

58 • Do the pact marks appear on their skin? If yes, where are they? What do they look like?

Yes, they appear on her skin, only when she uses her pact though, as Solomon told her. They have not been seen as of now….

59 • What is your MC’s favorite music genre? Do they have any favorite band/singer? Favorite song?

Ayano likes to listen to classical, indie rock, rap, and some pop. She’s fond of Frank Sinatra, James Arthur, and NF. There are like 20 songs Ayano would consider her ‘favorite’

60 • Choose 4 pics that fit your MC’s aesthetic. (I chose 6 bc why not?)

#ayano miasako #ayano #cleo #obey me #headcanons #questionnaire #aesthetic

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khoicesbyk · 4 years

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My Two First Loves.

Homecoming Part 2: The Dance.

A/N: I’ve read a multitude of books. And this one is becoming one that I thoroughly enjoy. So; Talley Ho! *in my Sherlock Holmes voice*

Rated: Mature. Contains suggestive content, brief violence and strong language. You know? The usual from me. 😁 | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Characters: Isaiah Harris (LI) and Kailah Price (MC) | All Characters: names (except MC) are property of Pixelberry. | All Characters are 18+.| Current Word Count: 2,885 words.

Song and Story Inspiration: If I Knew-Bruno Mars, Gorilla-Bruno Mars Too Good To Say Goodbye-Bruno Mars and Versace On The Floor-Bruno Mars. Okay! So I have a slight obsession with Bruno Mars! Deal with it! 😏🙃

It’s Eastridge High’s Homecoming Dance Tonight!

And Kailah was all but excited about it. She barely got any sleep the night before. Why? Because of everything that happened the night before at the game with Isaiah.

He went completely ghost on her. All that day and part of the night before until her eyes got way to heavy; she texted him. She had to make sure that he was okay. Hell; she needed to make sure that he was okay. Whether he showed up to the dance or not; didn’t matter to her. She just wanted him to be okay.

With the dance starting at 6pm sharp and it being 3:30 that afternoon; she couldn’t back out even if she wanted to. The reason: she and Isaiah had campaigned to be Homecoming King and Queen. So, she really had no choice. She HAD TO go. With Bruno Mars blasting through her wireless speaker she forced herself to get ready. She was drop dead gorgeous! Her copper colored off shoulder gown; hugged her curvy 5’9 frame perfectly. Her matching clutch, heels and jewelry set her outfit off, perfectly. And although she was ready to go; she was still waiting on Isaiah to text her. She was still worried about him.

“‘Cause what’s we got’s too good to say goodbye, goodbye! (Don’t you give up!) Girl won’t you listen? (Don’t you give up!) It’s you that I’m missin’! (Don’t you give up!) Take my hand, I wanna go, I wanna go (All the way) If we’re gonna fight, let’s fight for better days! I know we’re gonna make it! This is the chance! Let’s take it!”

That part of the song was stuck in her head; as she, her sister MacKenzie and her dad made their way to the school. She wasn’t gonna give up him. Even though it felt like the world already had; she wouldn’t. She couldn’t! She was determined to make sure the world saw what she saw in him. Once they got there; they were greeted by Principal Jennings; Jaylen and his mom.

“You girls look fantastic! Those dresses are stunning!”, Mrs. Jennings told them. “Yes, you two look just gorgeous! Don’t they son?”, Principal Jennings asked Jaylen.

“Yeah dad. They look just beautiful.”, he said about them even though his eyes were only on Kailah.

“Thank you all! I’m proud of both of them! They were able to clean up perfectly!”, their dad beamed with pride.

Their dads remark caused both girls to roll their eyes.

“Why don’t you kids head on in? The festivities is going to start soon.”, said Principal Jennings. With that their dad was gone.

Knowing it would probably be the only time that he’d get to talk to her; Jaylen asked Kailah, “you got a minute?”

She shrugged and said, “yeah, sure.”, as he pulled her aside as everyone else entered the auditorium.

“Okay seriously; what is your deal? I have texted you constantly since last night and all I’ve gotten is nothing but radio silence.”, he told her.

“Gee! I don’t know Jay. What reason could I possibly have to ignore you?”, she replied with a question of her own.

He groaned as he asked, “are you seriously still pissed at me for what happened after the game, last night?”

She stared at him and said, “ohhhhhhhh not just you. I’m pissed at Coach. At The Cheer Squad. And let’s not forget the rest of the team! Thanks to you lot; I have no idea if he’ll even show up tonight!”

“You haven’t heard from him at all?”, he asked her. “No! Not a word! I’ve texted him and nothing! Not that I blame him. If I were him; I wouldn’t want to come around anybody either.”, she replied.

It was clear to him that she was aggravated. “Kai, I’m sorry, alright? I wasn’t trying to be a jackass last night. I just got caught up in the moment.”, he told her as she rolled her eyes at him. “You have every right to be pissed at everyone. Especially me Kai. You know me better than that. I didn’t think last night would effect him or you like it has. Had I known that he wouldn’t be here; I wouldn’t have accepted that ball, I swear!”

She looked at him and knew he wasn’t lying to her. “You’re lucky I like you as much as I do.”, she told him. “Does that mean you’re not pissed at me anymore?”, he asked her.

“Ohhhhhhhh I’m still pissed at you!…just not as much as I was.”, she replied.

He chuckled and said, “I’ll take my blessings where I can get them. So, you really haven’t heard from him?” She shook her head no.

“Again; I’m sorry Kai. If he doesn’t show up tonight…I’m officially the winner of ‘the jackass of the fucking year’ award”, he told her.

“Yup!”, she said to him.

He shook his head and said, “you weren’t supposed to agree with that Kai!” She merely shrugged.

That’s when Brandi and the rest of the Cheer Squad walked in. “Brandi’s here. I better go.”, he told her. She nodded at him.

“Kai, will you be okay?”, he asked her.

“No; but I guess I’ll manage.”, she replied with shrug.

“He’ll be here Kai, don’t worry.”, he told her with a small smile.

“I hope so. Anyway, I gotta get to my table; I’ll see you later Jay.”, she said to him before she made her way to her table.

There was still no sign of Isaiah. And the longer she waited; the more she worried. She scanned the room and saw Mack sitting with her friends. It was hopeless or at least it looked that way.

“Looking for me?”, a voice all too familiar asked her. It was him. She was happy to see him. “Nice of you to show up! Where have you been?”, she asked him as he took his seat next to her.

“I was…out. Yeah that’s it! I was out.”, he told her.

“You could’ve texted, you know?”, she replied.

“Geez! I’m sorry mom! To make it up; I’ll do the dishes tonight!”, he said to her. It made her smile to see him. And he looked great too. He was decked out in white tuxedo jacket with a white dress shirt and black slacks and he had his dreads pulled back.

“Damn! You look good girl!”, he told her.

“Thank you! So do you!”, she replied.

“Oh I know I’m good looking! But thanks for noticing!”, he said with a wink.

She chuckled and rolled her eyes before asking him, “are you okay, Isaiah?” He looked at her puzzled and asked, “yeah I’m fine, why?”

“Because I’ve been texting you since last night and got nothing. No response.”, she replied.

“Ohh that…yeah I’m good. At this point; I should get used to being passed over. So, it’s whatever.”, he told her.

“Isaiah—“, was all she could say before he interjected, “Kailah…I promise you. I’m fine. Now we have a couple of titles to win!”

She smiled softly at him and said, “Kai.” He looked at her confused and asked, “Kai?” “Yeah it’s what everyone calls me. So, you might as call me that as well.”, she told him.

“Ohhhhhhhh well…in that case; since we’re establishing names; you wanna start calling me daddy?”

His devilish wink and smile put her mind at ease; and made her blush and they also made the butterflies in her stomach flutter. That’s when the night got underway. After celebrating the win at last night’s game; it was time to announce who was Homecoming King and Queen.

“Now can have all 8 couples join me on stage?”, Principal Jennings asked the couples sitting at the reserve tables.

“You ready?”, he asked her as he stood up holding out his hand to her. “So ready!”, she told him.

As they walked up to the stage; all eyes were on them. Once the couples joined Principal Jennings and Vice Principals Gomez and James on stage; it was time to announce the winner.

“It’s an honor to have you all here.”, said Principal Jennings. “Now for the couples who don’t win; do not fret! Because; you will be apart of the King and Queen’s court. But! I wish good luck to everyone. And now the results! As voted on by their peers; the winners of this years Homecoming King and Queen are…”, he trailed off as he opened the envelope with the winning names.

He looked puzzled as he read the envelope. “Is it me or does old man Jennings look like he’s having an aneurysm?”, Isaiah whispered to Kailah.

“I have no idea.”, she replied.

Even Jaylen was concerned about his dad. “Dad? You okay?”, he asked his father.

“My apologies everyone! I’m definitely fine. Just a little bit shocked; because the winners are: Isaiah Harris and Kailah Price!”, he said as he recovered. The auditorium went silent.

“No wonder the old bastard had an aneurysm! We just beat golden boy and his girlfriend!”, Isaiah snickered.

She chuckled at him and said, “you’re such an idiot!”

“Maybe. But at the very least; I get to be the idiot who’s a Homecoming King!”, he shot back at her. The room soon erupted with thunderous applause for them after everyone came out of their shock.

“All this applauding for little ole me!”, he said in feigned shock. “Ummmmmm…you forget its for me too!”, she said to him. “Ohh yeah! You are here…I guess”, he teased her. She hit him in the arm before they went to be crowned.

As they walked over; they passed by Jaylen and Brandi. “Don’t worry golden boy! There’s always next year!…ohhhhhhhh wait!”, he snickered at him; Jaylen just stood there fuming.

“Stop it Isaiah!”, she told him.

“Me?! Stop?! Ohh no! I’m gonna milk this for all that it’s worth!”, he replies. Once they received their crowns and sashes; it was time to face the crowd and another round of thunderous applause.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Your Homecoming King and Queen!”, Vice Principal Gomez announces to the crowd.

“Y’know…I could get used to this.”, he whispered to her. “Get used to what? Being Homecoming King?”, she asked. “No. Yes. But no. What I meant was: I could get used to having you on my arm.”, he replies. She chewed the inside of her bottom lip in an attempt to hide her blushing.

“Now if the King, Queen and their court will join me; it’s time for the official pictures for the school paper.”, Vice Principal James said.

“I’m sorry…did you say pictures? As in me and Kai together?”, Isaiah asked with slow smile spreading across his lips. “Why yes I did, Mr. Harris. There will be pictures of you and Ms. Price together. And pictures of the two of you with your court behind you. Now come! The photographer is waiting!”, she said to them.

“Did I mention how much I’m gonna LOVE tonight?”, he said to Kailah.

She rolled her eyes with a giggle and said, “no but; I bet you won’t stop saying it from now on.”

He flashed that trademark smirk at her; as they were soon ushered to where they were to have their pictures taken.

The pair looked great in front of the camera. They had a chemistry that seemed so natural. Like they had been together for years. As they were having their photos taken; Jaylen watched the whole entire thing with clear jealousy written across his face.

After all photos were taken it was time to dance! And of course; the King couldn’t wait to dance with the Queen especially when; it was a chance for him to rub it in Jaylen’s face. And when Gorilla by Bruno Mars started playing; Isaiah got happy. Now he might not have been able to have the type of dance that he and Kailah shared at the GOGO club; he took her to. But! As long as it made Jaylen even more jealous than he already was; Isaiah was happy.

Especially when he decided to show off a bit and dip her in his arms. When he did; he winked and smirked directly at Jaylen, which infuriated him even more than he already was.

After a few more dances and moves the two decided to take a break. With her going off with her sister and him grabbing something to drink.

“Fruit Punch! Could use some gin instead of ginger ale, but I’ll take it.”, he said to himself. That’s when Jaylen decided to confront him.

“I bet you’re real happy!”, Jaylen sneered.

“D’awwwwwwwwww! Poor little golden boy! Are you mad?”, he asked with a snicker. “Why don’t you have that pretty little girlfriend of yours give you a lap dance? It might loosen you up a bit!”

“Fuck you, juvie!”, Jaylen growled.

“Ooh! Big words from such a big boy! Whatcha gonna do, golden boy? You gonna hit me?”, he asked.

“I should. You deserve to have your fucking teeth knocked out!”, Jaylen snapped at him.

Isaiah raised an eyebrow and said, “is that so? Well I’ll tell you what, golden boy! I’ll let you get one free shot in. But I warn you! I won’t be held responsible for what I do to you afterwards!”

With that; Jaylen swung and the fight was on between them. The two traded blows in front of everyone until the chaperones and school faculty pulled them apart. While Brandi ran to Jaylen’s side; Kailah ran to Isaiah.

“What is the meaning of this?!”, Principal Jennings demanded to know.

“Ask the bitch you call a son! He’s the one with the problem!”, Isaiah growled.

“The only problem I have is you! I fucking belong here! You don’t! You belong in jail or even better the morgue for that fucking matter!”, Jaylen shouted back at him.

When Isaiah flipped him off; Jaylen broke loose and swung wildly. But instead of hitting Isaiah; he inadvertently hit Kailah.

Isaiah caught her before she could hit the ground; that’s when her sister went berserk. Yelling at both boys for being irresponsible and that if anything happens to her she’d have their heads.

And the only thing the boys did was blame each other.

“This is all your fucking fault, juvie!”, Jaylen yelled at Isaiah.

“My fault?! That’s funny! I’m not the one who fucking hit her!”, Isaiah shouted back at him.

When finally she came to a few seconds later; she was dazed but otherwise fine.

“Jesus Christ! Don’t ever do that again!”, Isaiah told her. “Now you know what it’s like to worry about someone.”, she told him.

After he helped her to her feet; she asked him, “Isaiah…what happened?”

To which he replied, “you might wanna ask golden boy that question. Seeing as how he’s the one who hit you.” She looked to be in shock but when she looked at Jaylen; she saw the guilt written across his face.

“You hit me?”, she asks him. “Kai I swear it was an accident! I would never hurt you! You know that!”, he told her.

“I believe you Jay. I know you would never hurt me. Not on purpose anyway. So I’m not mad at you. Like you said; it was an accident.”, she replies.

When she looked up at Isaiah; he had a small relieved smile on his face. “Thanks for catching me before I hit the ground.”, she whispered to him.

“Anytime. Why don’t get you outside for some fresh air?”, he said to her. She nodded and they walked outside to the stars.

“Sooooo…a fight huh?”, she asked him. He let out a humorless laugh and said to her, “definitely not my finest moment.”

She scoffed, “I’ll say. I should kick both your asses!”

“That is an ass kicking I will happily take. Twice!”, he told her. She smiled softly at him.

“I wanna make it up to you. How can I do that?”, he asked her.

After thinking about it for a second; she looked up at him and said, “you could always kiss me.” He blinked at her and asked, “I can do, WHAT?”

She just rolled her eyes at him as her response. “Now I know he hit you but; he didn’t hit you that hard.”, he said to to her.

“Isaiah…shut up and kiss me!”, she demanded.

“The Queen has declared it! So shall it be!”, he replied before kissing her.

It was a kiss that started out sweet and innocent but soon turned hot and heavy. With her arms around his neck and his arms wrapped around her waist. They savored the taste of each other’s mouth. The kiss was broken when; his right hand tangled in her hair and gently pulled her head back exposing her neck to him. She shivered as he softly kissed his way down her neck. Feeling his stubbled chin graze against the soft flesh of her neck; sent chills racing after each other down her spine. He only stopped because he wasn’t sure how far she was willing to go.

“What’d ya say we get out of here?”, he whispered in her ear. “I was wondering when you were finally gonna ask.”, she replied.

Soon they were on his bike and riding off into the starry night.

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jadeowl19 · 5 years

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I feel it'll be a popular question for you so I'm rushing and asking: 2 and 3 😉

You know, I always wonder. How do you just,, how do just pick out the questions that are really important to me….??? I mean ARE YOU A REAL LEGILIMENS? 😂😂 ofcourse I’m joking but I’m not joking when I say you are AMAZING

These following questions are preeeeetty much linked together?? And I’ll just answer them with no boundaries 😭 it might contain spoilers for those who haven’t gone up to year5 so I’ll put it under the cut!!!

2.How did you come up with your MC and Jacob’s back story

3.How did you come up with your version of Jacob?

I think I just asked myself all the right questions ?

Well, at first I needed to get Salatirwell’s character straight?. So I asked myself, the first question. How is she like? what are her personalities? I knew that she wouldn’t be just a bright go-happy character. Ever since I played the game I imagined her with a sense of sarcasm and witty behavior. Ofcourse not to mention being sort of blunt (I mean the game forces us to be??))

As I played on, I wanted Salatirwell to have a cold demeanor. A kind of a icy attitude to what was going on around her. The I-dont-give-a-shit attitude? Because I wanted her to be strong willed and impossible to break down.

I had lots of ideas but I think I already fleshed her out whole in my head after the imperio curse chapter.

She said it because she thought it would wake the inner Rowan up…?? But we all know how that worked out

(Salatirwell: Well, SHIT))

She would be caring and kind, but with a empty heart. She would help you on your studies, hold the door for you and help you when you’re in trouble but her mind always seems to be somewhere else? Here’s a mind map of her characteristics

After I sorted out her personalities and her behavior, THEN I started thinking about Jacob and her family.

Now, what kind of environment would she have grown up in to have this kind of heartless view of the world? this was the second question I asked myself. Well, the answer was simple. Strict pureblood ravenclaw family.

I thought about strict and stern parents who actually DID care a lot about the children but didn’t show their love for them? But then again, I was like NOPE thats boring. So there it was. The robot parents.

As I said before, the Coreloius household was basically a academy. A school. There were no “family” stuff going on and the parents didn’t do “mom and dad” stuff. It very well could have seen as an orphanage because THEY TREATED THEIR CHILDREN LIKE THAT.

But I dont like angst. I dont like sadness, pain, grief or just… I dont like inner pain? I do like getting my ocs hurt (scratches,some blood, fractures….the whole deal )) but NOT the heart. Touchy feely stuff… its not for me. So thats what I did. I didn’t give them emotions..? Thats why the Coreloius siblings grew up pretty well despite the surroundings they were in. I didn’t want to make Salatirwell a desperate girl eager for attention and love that her parents didn’t give her. If no one cares for me, fine. I’ll take care of myself. This was the attitude I was going for.

As for Jacob, it was different.

When I started to think about his character the first thing I thought of was COLD HEARTED BASTARD. So, based on it I started to build his character. ((Also I did NOT have any ideas for his good looks but after I drew him I was like, hmm… he looks sorta good…?))

So if the older brother was basically the ice king, how did HE grew up that way? so hence the question, Jacob and the parent’s relationship

after that I thought about the relationship between him and Salatirwell.

Rival siblings was the perfect idea for me!

He was the one who got all the attention right? But as I said before, it wasn’t like Salatirwell was harry and Jacob was the dudley of the family. Jacob didn’t get love either. The difference between them was purely education. For Jacob, it was just survival. He needed to satisfy his parents needs or he didn’t know what else he would do? Or what he would become. Here’s what I said earlier about him and Sal’s relationship

He and Sal didn’t do many ‘sibling’ stuff together, but they were siblings. They helped eachother and they both knew that they wanted OUT. When Jacob disappeared Sal thought he achieved freedom without her and that was probably the last straw. If you read question 14 you can read more details. Their relationship is toxic because somehow, deep in their hearts, they care for eachother? However the fact that they don’t realize their true feelings and only think about what they want to achieve is the reason their current realationship is clouded.

Jacob Coreloius isn’t THAT arrogant. He only seems arrogant because he doesn’t mind stating the truth that he’s better than some people. He isn’t proud of his family,or his blood line. He doesn’t boast, he doesn’t brag. He’s selfish jerk, thats true, but he doesn’t go around annoying people.

From the outside he just seems like a cold, loner who just studies ALL DAY LONG. He is a very hard working person. He doesn’t sleep much, he doesn’t take time to eat if he needs to study. The reason he’s good at everything is because he earned it. Its the people that annoy him or try to make him talk that makes him break? he especially hates talking in class because, EXCUSE ME THE PROFESSOR IS TALKING?

But then again, i like character development ☺️

He changed his attitude to restraining and trying to ignore everything from just lashing out and not giving a shit. This is what I’ve currently got and I just wanted to ellaborate on his character since there might be people outthere who misunderstands him?? 😂😂

Anyway, this was so much fun to answer and I hope you enjoyed it!!!!

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #Ok Whoa #this is a very long post #but I really wrote what I wanted to say..????#I hope anyone who reads it enjoys my.... ideas and thoughts #about the siblings #jacob's sibling #my mc #salatirwell coreloius #jacob coreloius #corel asks

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mswisegal · 6 years

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Smoke

Warning: NSFW, R-18, underage prostitution, some bdsm(?), Chester is a bit of a creep, bad habits like smoking, cursing, violence, mentions of child abuse, possessiveness.

A/N: here it is!!! took me a lot of editing but i’m finally done. i should really stop writing on impulse cause it’s interfering with my sleeping schedule, i started making this at midnight two weeks ago(??) nvm, hope you guys like dark!Chester eyyy.

Tags: @sungoddessra , @mcrosiers

Pairings: Chester/MC, Felix/MC, Onesided Charlie/MC

He was smoking again. She thought. Nothing is ever good when he smokes.

The blue bed sheet was soft against her skin as she lay there pretending to be asleep. She listened to the sound of the gentle wind outside the balcony, the moonlight touching the walls she's facing as his shadow follows his movements and she knows that he's standing there with only his boxers with a lit cigarette in one hand.

Shameless bastard. She spat out in the walls of her own mind. (Y/N) angrily stared at the wall, brows furrowing. Pervert probably likes being watched. And she didn't doubt it for a second.

(Y/N) turned around slowly, making as little noise as possible and she was greeted with a view of a tall, scarred, broad-shouldered, young man. His back facing her as he let the cigarette touch his lips again,.

What wrong now? Did something happen at work? She asked herself and she saw him exhale. The white smoke danced in front of him under the gentle light before being carried off by the breeze.

It’s been a year.

Nothing has really changed other than the frequent visits and the interactions that confused her these past few days. (Y/N) didn’t understand but she was more than fine with it.

However, the sudden change made her wary.

And her suspicion grew worse now that he’s holding the cancer-stick. (Y/N) stared and he repeated the motions until he slowly turned his head to the right and she instantly snapped her eyes shut.

She could feel his eyes on her, she cursed herself silently when she realizes that her upper torso wasn’t covered, her arms were stretched out in front of her leaving her breasts completely visible under his burning gaze. She heard him shift a little but other than that, she heard nothing.

(Y/N) thought she was in the clear and let her shoulders relax.

“I know you’re awake.”

She tensed up again. He sounded close, he is close, damn. How can this man make his footsteps sound like feathers falling to the ground? She didn’t even hear him approach, what the hell?

The smell of cigarette smoke made her slowly open her eyes and it instantly narrowed.

Chester stood there with hair messed up and sticking in every direction, face blank with a hint of a growing stubble on his chin, and the cigarette was there between his fingers. Its presence made her scowl.

The prick! He knows how much she hates him smoking inside. “Put that shit out, will you?" (Y/N) hissed and he only smirked before taking another drag off of the piece of shit stick and letting the smoke fill the air. She wanted to kick him in the balls, then maybe he’ll have to suck it in than let it out.

“Nah.” He said with an amused and teasing tone. (Y/N) really wanted to punch him.

She sat up, not caring anymore if she was naked and Chester must have appreciated it since his eyes went down from her face to her chest slowly.

Shameless, fucking shameless.

"I said put that shit out." (Y/N)’s intense glare must have worked because he rolled his eyes and sighed. Chester smoothened his hair back slowly with one hand, irritation clear on his features.

“Just a few more and then maybe I will love. I need it." Came a tired voice and her expression softened to mild anger.

This, this is what she was talking about. Old Chester wouldn't care, he'll leave the fucking room. Maybe tease her a little before getting out of whatever place they chose to rent for the night for a smoke.

Some nights he wouldn't even come back and she'll be the only one leaving the damn place, alone, hungry, but with a lot of gold in her pocket.

What changed?

"Well take it outside, the balcony's right there."

"I don't know, I like the view here more."

And he's back to being a pain in the ass. (Y/N) glared and grabbed the sheets to cover herself, as if anticipating the motion, he stopped her by pulling the sheets and leaving it to fall on the floor.

"You're a fucking twat, you know that?"

Chester didn't say anything, only stared, and it made her somewhat conscious now but she didn't let it show. His gazes always have that effect. Like their first night.

"Spread your legs, let me see those cute cotton knickers."

Fucking pervert.

He made a sound of confirmation as if he was agreeing to her thoughts half-heartedly before lowering his cigarette to put it out on the bed then throwing it carelessly on the ground.

"What are you doing? You shouldn't have done that, they'll make me pay!" (Y/N) yelled, but before she could let any curses out he grabbed her ankle and pulled.

She fell on her back and he crawled on top of her and she noticed that he wasn't wearing his boxers anymore with how his cock was now visible for the whole world to see.

"Relax. I have a lot of money, I'll pay for it."

"Fucking liar," She hissed out through clenched teeth, "You said the Ministry doesn't pay you enough."

"Being paid a lot and not being paid enough is different." Chester let her ankle go to grip her knees to spread her legs but she fought against the motion, still pissed.

“How is that different?”

“They pay me more than the average Auror but the work I do needs more than what they give me, do you understand now? Good, open your legs.”

“No.” (Y/N) snapped, lifting herself from the bed and pushing away from him. “That’s it for the day, you won’t be getting any more.”

“What the fuck is up with you?”

“What the fuck is up with me? More like what the fuck is up with you?!”

Chester groaned, sighing he looked at her as if she was a child throwing a tantrum. Unamused, he spoke. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’ve been asking sex from me recently.”

“Yeah and so? It’s nothing new.”

“Not this frequent! What happened to being discreet?!”

It was a short arrangement but mutually beneficial with simple rules and instructions.

He calls, they meet, they have sex, then after that, they pretend nothing ever happened, move on with their lives until he calls again and the cycle repeats itself. It never once changed.

Until now.

“I thought you don’t want anyone knowing.” (Y/N) said it more like a statement than a question and it was Chester’s turn to scowl. “You’re paranoid, no one knows.”

“That’s not what I meant! My father will find out, now that I’m always out night and day!”

“He won’t, the man’s oblivious.”

“He will! Felix-“

“Don’t say his fucking name.”

With Chester’s low and deadly tone, (Y/N) snapped her mouth shut. The thought of Felix was cut off immediately when he grabbed her arm and turned her around harshly, her chest pressing down on the soft bed as he climbed up behind her.

“Rule number fucking one, (Y/N).” He growled next to her ear, the heat of his skin was almost too much for her and she squirmed but she didn’t let him intimidate her.

“Felix-“ He gripped her arm tighter from behind and she winced, “-is getting suspicious. He wants to know why I couldn’t spend time with him like I normally do. He wants answers Chester, and it won’t be long before he catches up.”

Felix said it to her once but not personally, thank Merlin. He wrote a letter and up until now she was yet to reply, there will be a time when he would not take any more of her silence and seek her out himself to confront her if they weren’t careful.

“What am I gonna tell him?” (Y/N)’s voice was vulnerable sounding and she hated herself for it.

“Tell him because I fucking said so, because I pay you. Simple.”

Because you’re mine.

“Yeah, no way in hell am I gonna say that. Not in a million years.” Chester gritted his teeth and (Y/N) almost regretted sassing him. Almost.

They met when Felix introduced Chester to her. It was nothing special, there was no occasion, they just ran into each other when they were window shopping. He was standing there, looking like a complete mess, with a cigarette in hand and (Y/N) could see the look of disapproval on Felix’s face.

She too, couldn’t stand him, not for the same reason but because of his attitude.

He was snippy and insufferable, he didn’t even try to be charming, it was a shock to her when Felix told her that he was a Prefect too back when they were at Hogwarts. (Y/N) never knew there was a Prefect named Chester Davies and Felix never mentioned him up until now.

She was sixteen and he was twenty-one, and they made a deal.

Chester unclenched his jaw and sighed out, “Fuck, love, you sure are a pain in the ass.”

(Y/N) could feel the friction of his cock just above her sex and she gripped the pillow above her head and bit her lip.

“I know I promised that I won’t leave marks this week especially now that you’re fully healed, but damn do you make me want to. Is that it? You want a rough round?”

She couldn't believe this, is he changing the subject?

“Fuck you, Chester, this isn’t a game! I want this secret buried under my shit pile, never to be seen again! I don't want anyone knowing this, I don’t want anyone finding out!”

He was uncharacteristically silent now but she didn’t care. She wants to get her point across.

"This is below me, everybody looks up to me at Hogwarts and if they ever find out-"

(Y/N) could see her friends faces morphed into disgust, and the harsh hushed whispers of her peers, her teachers, the people she looked up to like Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and her brother-

"What I do isn't enough for you is it, (Y/N)?"

“Please, please just-“ (Y/N) didn’t know when she started crying but fresh tears started running down her cheeks, dampening the baby blue cover that reminded her of the sky.

“Just until I graduate, after that you won’t see me again, you won’t have to deal with my problems just- please.”

(Y/N)’s father was a gambler, an alcoholic, a chain-smoker, and the little money he gets from his job was all spent on his addictions. He was downright abusive and when Jacob left in order to find them a solution she received the end of every hit.

She hated Jacob for it but that didn’t stop her from looking for him and when she found him again, she couldn’t help but feel happy to see him. She wasn’t alone anymore.

But their currency started dropping twice as hard now that her worthless father found himself a fucking girlfriend and Jacob has to go back to risking his life just to feed them.

Her life was over, she might not have been expelled from Hogwarts because of her dangerous activities but she’s sure as hell wouldn’t be able to pay for it this September.

(Y/N) desperately wanted to ask Rowan but her family is also trying to get by with their tree farm, she isn’t that close with Ben so she couldn’t ask him, Penny was middle-class but that doesn’t mean she has that kind of money to give her, she doesn’t even want to start with Bill.

Her friends have problems too and it’s embarrassing to ask them something like this so she kept her mouth shut.

Felix came into mind on more than one occasion but-

If his mother ever found out-

The weight on her back was suddenly gone, and she could move again. (Y/N) didn’t know why she suddenly felt disappointed of the loss of his close proximity. Maybe she wanted comfort, a little affection but she knows she won't be getting any of that from him.

She sat up slowly and turned around to see him getting dressed.

His back was turned towards her as he buttoned up his worn dark blue dress shirt. It was silent and awkward and (Y/N) felt the need to hug her knees but ignored it and remained sitting still on the bed.

The sound of gringotts was placed on the table and it made her jump, her eyes were now locked onto coffee brown ones that had this dark swirl around them, something deep, something animal even, not human.

And she wondered what they looked like back when he wasn’t so...jaded,

tainted,

broken.

If she looked deeper maybe she’ll find something there that’ll make her understand why he was who he was, why he was doing this but he turned his head before she could get anything out of it.

Chester walked out the door, expression unreadable, shoulders tense and ready to pounce on anyone that wouldn’t fall on his good graces. With the soft click of the door, she realized that she was holding her breath and she exhaled.

(Y/N) was walking around in her Hogwarts uniform in Diagon Alley in one hot afternoon, looking for a part-time job. She thought that if she wore her school garb they’ll pity her and hire her even if she was still underage, it wasn’t ideal but losers can’t be choosers.

At the end of the day, however, she was only met with disappointment.

Nobody wanted to hire her, some already had enough workers and the others weren’t desperate enough for her help to take her in.

She felt like crying. The world is unfair, life is unfair, Jacob can’t keep the family afloat alone. FUCK MY LIFE. (Y/N) wanted to cry out.

And that’s where she found Chester, coming out of Knockturn Alley like it was a normal thing for a man in his position to do. (Y/N) didn’t know what came over her but she chased him, grabbed his arm, and when he turned around to meet her red-rimmed eyes, only three words left her lips.

“Please, help me."

He did and she should have known that the things that come easily have its price. (Y/N) doesn't deny that she was repulsed by the idea of selling herself but she had been raised in a small, poor family, and she had to learn about being practical at a very young age.

It was reasonable, it was easy, it can help her so much. So she agreed.

At first, she was scared, she doesn't know Chester that much and here he was stripping her off of her underwear with steady hands. He was at ease, in his element and she was the opposite, all nerves and shaky fingers.

He knew what he was doing and (Y/N) wanted to berate him, to scowl and sneer at him because he was an Auror, it’s against all of the things he believes in- what he believed in but all she could do was moan when she felt his tongue that can be sharp and dirty at the same time press softly against her clit bringing her to new heights she never thought even existed.

Is this what the Ministry hires?

Silver-tongued, rough around the edges, morally grey, unwhole young men? He was young, wasn’t he? Twenty-two, that’s hardly an adult, or was she wrong? Chester looked like ten years was taken out of him with bags under his eyes, worry lines on his forehead, and scars that are barely visible under the soft glow of the moonlight all over his body.

“Don’t ask, just touch. Merlin- fuck, you’re gorgeous. Haven’t anyone at school ever told you that?”

Then he was quiet for some time.

“Nevermind, don’t tell me.”

(Y/n) laid back down on the baby blue bed and closed her eyes, willing herself to sleep.

“I might have to snap their necks.”

She didn’t know if he was joking or not but he was laughing.

They went back to their normal routine. Chester didn’t call as frequently as he did but when he does she could barely walk after. Even her useless father pointed out mockingly how she walked like a toddler nowadays and his girlfriend’s shrill laugh made her grit her teeth.

She reminded herself, This is for you, this is for your future, this is for Jacob. They’ll laugh but one day you’ll have your turn. They’ll see, they will all see.

Chester and (Y/N) never mentioned anything about that night and she was grateful for it. So they kept doing what they know best in the bedroom.

September hits and Chester fucked her on top of a desk table. His desk table at his apartment, with stacks of books, half-empty coffee mugs that had gone cold, and clean-written reports. His personality was written on these small mocha walls and his scent of faded cigarette smoke mixed with pure black coffee and cinnamon were attacking her senses, making her dizzy.

Chester’s eyes were shut, his forehead creasing as he was hunched over with hands gripping her hips painfully while her legs were wrapped around his torso as he pounded into her, hard. She was sure she will bruise later.

The mugs crashed on the ground long ago, probably spilling coffee on the ugly light-brown carpet, papers strewn to the side, becoming unimportant in the heat of the moment.

This won't be the last but Chester made her feel like it was so she gripped his shoulders, scratched him, nipped, bit, and sucked. I need you.

And he responded in equal eagerness, with a quiet I need you too.

"Christmas-" He moaned out before leaning down to bite her earlobe, "There's Christmas." (Y/N) know what he was trying to say but that didn't stop him for shagging her three more times in three different furniture.

Christmas came and (Y/N) wasn’t at home much. Christmas cards and gifts came like rain but they were hardly acknowledged because she has a problem.

There was something wrong with Chester.

She didn’t know what it was but the way he smoked was frequent now, after sex, after eating, even when he was taking a shit. She tried to find out whats wrong but she could hardly ask without him either shutting her up by shoving his hand in her panties or by ignoring her completely as if she wasn’t even in the room.

He was loud one moment and then quiet the next, he was always in thought and sometimes he would mutter a word or two under his breath that was barely audible. (Y/N) was scared that he finally lost his marbles and he might snap any second now and murder her in his messy apartment.

Nobody knows where she is, it was a perfect opportunity.

Then, as if he read her thoughts, he grinned. “I’m not gonna hurt you love unless,-” Leaning down to brush his lips on the shell of her ear, “-you want me to of course.”

(Y/N) shuddered.

There were times too when she wakes up in the middle of the night in his bed, naked and spent, he would be sitting in a chair with a drink in his hand just watching her. He wasn’t doing anything, he wasn’t even jacking off or doing something equally mischevious or perverted.

Chester just sat there and watched.

It was downright creepy as fuck and she could never figure out what’s going on in his mind. (Y/N) actually preferred him doing something instead of just staring at her so intensely in the dark like some mysterious lurker.

“What’s wrong with you?” She whispered in the dark, a chuckle that was spine-chilling made her hair rise.

“A lot, you have to be a little specific sweetheart.”

“Why are you acting like this? Is there something wrong?” She warily asked.

(Y/N) heard the chair creak and she could feel his warm breath on her neck and she stilled. His warm hand cupped her ass and squeezed before nipping on her pulse point.

“You’re scaring me.”

He let go instantly, his hands and mouth were gone but his touch lingered. How, how does he do that? Even if she was tired it felt like she could go another round with him, is he putting something in her drink?

The thought was so plausible it terrified her.

There was really something fucked up about Chester and to be dealing with him was a tough job she wasn't aware she signed up for.

“Not as much as I do you.” He mused and (Y/N) didn’t know what the fuck that means, he was so confusing.

Instead of giving herself a headache, she closed her eyes and ignored him and her thoughts.

The last days of her spending the holidays with Chester went out with a bang. He was downright animalistic, he looked like a beast that was let out of its cage for the first time in years, aggressive and hungry.

(Y/N) was covered in hickeys, down to the lightest pink to the angriest red, lines that his nails made left marks on her legs and hips. The beginning of September was nothing compared to this. Everything they did was nothing compared to this.

Her ass was in the air, pink from being smacked, and she was clutching the festive collar around her neck. (Y/N)’s eyes were shut tight as Chester pounded from behind, she whimpered when she felt the familiar build in her abdomen.

Her orgasm came down on her again for the umpteenth time and Chester groaned loudly behind her when her walls tightened around his cock bringing him on the edge with her.

She was sore and tired. When Chester pulled out she collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily and she felt him lay down next to her, equally exhausted and satisfied.

So the beast has been sated for the day. (Y/N) thought, about to close her eyes to get some good rest for her journey back to Hogwarts tomorrow but it was halted when she felt arms around her, pulling her close to a sweaty chest.

(Y/N) doesn't have any energy left and she was about to tell him enough was enough but his gruff voice stopped her. "After your graduation,"

Chester hesitated and that was enough to catch her attention.

"After your graduation, if you want this to continue, you tell me."

"Why? I don't have classes to pay any more."

"It's just a thought," He shrugged, "You don't have enough money or if you're just down for a quick fuck then I'm available."

"You still have a long way to go for that firm you're planning with your brother. Skill alone isn't going to be enough."

She was surprised, she didn’t know he was listening when she rambles on about what she would do after Hogwarts or anything really.

"A new place to stay is gonna cost a lot too..."

(Y/N) thought about it.

Chester was right, she couldn’t just start with skill alone but she has Madam Rakepick and Bill waiting for her to graduate somewhere in Egypt with Jacob. The firm would have to wait but it’s not impossible.

She didn’t say it out loud, it felt like something bad might happen if she did.

(Y/N) only nodded in response and he squeezed her tighter, pulling out his wand to unclasp the collar around her neck with magic.

She woke up the next morning with Chester sucking the bundle of nerves between her legs.

The graduation was curt but fun, filled with mostly tears, but that was expected. Underclassmen told them goodbye with a few parting words and all of it went by in a blur.

It’s not like they aren’t going to see each other again but that didn’t stop her from letting a few tears escape. Rowan especially, hugging her as if their life depended on it.

The only highlight of the day was Filch getting chased by a Fanged-Frisbee and an Ever-Bashing-Boomerang as a farewell ‘present’.

Ah yes, the Tonks and Tulip classic.

When they were on the boats back to shore to leave Hogwarts, hopefully not forever, she thought about her future and all that she did in the past to get to where she is now.

(Y/N) had graduated, she did it even after all the struggles she faced, she made it.

She made it.

She held back the tears until she could no longer help it. It was too much when Jacob stood there with Bill next to him, he looked tired but something in his eyes told her that everything was finally going the way they want it to go and it’s fine now.

There were no more abusive fathers, no more sleepless nights, no more-

Someone appeared behind Jacob and it stopped her completely in her tracks and she could hear Charlie ask if she was okay.

Felix.

Jacob spotted (Y/N) and he perked up, “(Y/N)! Over here!” He yelled enthusiastically and it caught the attention of the other two men with him. She hastily rubbed her eyes to rub off the tears and smiled.

“Jacob!”

Her brother went bounding, he didn’t care if he bumped a few people along the way but he was just so happy to see her and it was contagious. He opened his arms and she ran mid-way to meet him.

(Y/N) hugged him tightly and she could feel her eyes sting again. God, she missed him. They parted and Jacob took the close proximity as an opportunity to mess her hair. “Hey!”

“Charlie!” Yelled Bill and the two other siblings looked. They were sure he was going to do the same thing to Charlie, but he only held his hand up to stop him.

“This is why we can’t have nice things.” Said the older red-head, lowering his hands while pouting. Charlie just rolled his eyes.

“Where’s Percy and the twins?”

“Probably somewhere avoiding us because they know you’re going to do something embarrassing.”

“Bill!” (Y/N) called the attention of the eldest Weasley and he was more than eager to hug her. “(Y/N), thank Merlin you’re done with Hogwarts, I can’t stand being alone with your brother anymore. He's insufferable."

"I'm standing right here you prick." Jacob chuckled out before punching him playfully on the arm.

“The rest will be waiting for us in the Burrow. Mum is cooking to celebrate and she insists on you two to come, along with, uhm.”

They all turned to Felix, and he awkwardly stood there as if he wasn’t expecting to be acknowledged at all.

"Yeah sorry about that, I have to bring him along." Jacob sounded apologetic and Bill waved it off. "Nah it's fine mate."

"As long as he doesn't mind, that is." Mumbled Charlie and his brother had to elbow his side to shut him up which did the trick. Charlie briefly glared at him before a mask of calm indifference took its place.

"Hello (Y/N)." He said politely and she gave a small wave back, "Hey... Felix."

"Anyways," Bill cut in, thumb pointing at the crowd of students. “We’ll be looking for the other three, wait for us here.”

“Oh wait, let me come.” Her brother hastily said, “I- ahhhh, have to buy some chocolate frogs from the trolley lady, you know how I loooooovvveeee chocolate frogs.”

“Why can’t you just buy one later?” Asked Charlie with a raised brow who can see past through Jacob and his bullshit.

“Cause I want one now.”

Bill looked at Jacob then at (Y/N) before his eyes landed on Felix. “Yeah, sure. She might be somewhere inside. Come on, who knows what the twins are getting themselves into. Merlin, I hope Percy is keeping an eye on them.”

Charlie hesitated but Bill put an arm around his shoulder to drag him away and Jacob only glanced at them before grabbing Charlie’s cart away, following the two who seemed to be having a hushed heated argument.

“So...” (Y/N) trailed off but Felix beat her to it. “Congratulations on finally graduating (Y/N). You proved me wrong again.”

“Thanks.

A pause.

“I-” They both said at once and they both stopped to let the other speak. When they felt like the other wasn't going to talk they did it again.

“You-”

“I’ve-”

Silence.

Then, (Y/N) let out a loud laugh and Felix couldn’t help but chuckle. This was ridiculous. Since when have they started treating each other like strangers? This needs to stop. They both thought.

“I’m sorry Felix, it’s been a rough two years, I hope you understand.”

“No, please. I-” Felix looked at her with his beautiful, shiny hickory eyes and (Y/N) felt like it was missing something. Something she was used to seeing in someone else’s eyes.

It was the wrong color.

Coffee colored eyes with no cream or sugar, oh how it kept her wide awake.

“You don’t have to explain yourself or apologize (Y/N), I’m just glad that you’re okay and that you’re... here.”

His words went straight to her chest and it gave her butterflies. What a strange feeling. She never felt like this in a long time. She missed him.

“I promise I’ll make it up to you, I just went off without any warnings. It’s the least I could do.”

“Perhaps it was a bit rude but you don’t need to worry about that. I’m sure there will be plenty of time for you to make it up to me in the future.” Felix grinned and (Y/N) knew it was nothing sexual but she couldn’t help but blush.

“On your hands and knees- there, good girl. Now. Beg.”

(Y/N) stopped. She didn’t want to think of that here.

“Felix, (Y/N)! We found them, let’s go!” Yelled Jacob from the other end and she could see not one, not two, but four read-heads and it made her titter. She took a step before she felt eyes on her. It was familiar and it made the hairs on her arms rise.

He’s here.

“(Y/N)?” Called Felix, she nodded and focused on hickory eyes.

“Yeah sorry, I’m a little out of it, just help me push this.” (Y/N) gestured on her cart and Felix nodded in understanding. “You must be exhausted. Let me.” He went next to her to push the cart, hands brushing briefly before she pulled away.

“Thanks, Felix.” He said to call but-

“You’re welcome, (Y/N).” -she doesn’t need him anymore.

“Ready?” Asked Felix and (Y/N) nodded with a smile, “Ready.” She replied. And the burning of his gaze never left her until she was no longer in sight.

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ticklygiggles · 7 years

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I love you, too

A/N: I love Jumin Han too much and I haven’t played his rute yet! Stupid hourglasses. Anyways, here it is, anon. I hope you like it*- thank you for sending it! Jumin Han laughing made me blush, ah.

Oh, by the way, there’s some passionate kissing at the biggining, but nothing too nsfw, promise.

23. “Game’s over”, Jumin and MC

Words: 1,713 (Under the cut u,u)

Summary: grossly cute moments and growling bellies

“We’re having lunch with my father later, my love. Wear something pretty”

That’s what Jumin said before leaving for work in the morning, and here you were, rooming through your closet looking for something pretty, nevertheless, Jumin always says you look pretty even on your pajamas, so it was rather hard to find something to wear for this kind of event.

After a few minutes you’re ready and checking yourself out in front of the mirror. You look nice, of course, but you weren’t sure if it was too formal or too informal, but you swallowed down your worriness when you recieved a call from Diver Kim, saying that he was outside, waiting for you.

You quickly brushed your hair with your fingers and ran out of Jumin’s apartment, your aparment. You still aren’t used to say that, you don’t want to impose, after all.

As soon as you got out of the bulding you spotted the car and when Driver Kim opened the back door for you, you were surprised to find Jumin in the back seat, so immaculated as always. He smiled at you and you almost tripped on your own feet while climbing up into the car. He was looking extremely happy today, not that you mind, of course, but it was something that you always appreciate.

“Beautiful as always, dear”, he says, holding your hand and helping you up into the car and right beside him. He kissed you in the top of the head.

“You don’t look half bad, Jumin Han”, he smiled yet again and you couldn’t stop yourself to kiss that smile that only seems to widen with the touch of your lips.

He hummed and held your face between his hands, kissing you more and harder and bringing you closer and closer until your chest was against his, enough to make you feel warm inside.

Your cheeks started to flush a little, embarrassed that Driver Kim will look back from the rearview and see you eating your mouths away, but deep inside you didn’t care about it and you just kept kissing and your mind kept clouding because of Jumin’s scent, and you wondered if it was really necessary to go and get that lunch or if you both could just stay in home and-

“Dohohon’t!”, you giggled as Jumin suddenly wiggles his fingers on the back of your neck. “J-Juhuhumin!”

“I know what your thinking”, probably because he was thinking the same. “And no, we can’t stay at home”, despite his smile, he seemed sad about that. “My father clearly said he wanted to see you because, apparently, I keep you for my myself all the time”, you giggled again as he withdrew his hands away from your neck.

“Did you tell him I am kidnapped?”, he laughed sarcastically, flicking your forehead, you laughed and he tried to act angry. “I love you”, you said, leaning your head on his shoulder

“I love you too”.

As soon as you arrived and Driver Kim helped you out of the car, you felt slightly nervous looking at the tiny yet very elegant café. Jumin placed a soft hand on your lower back, softly pushing you towards the door when two ladies came out, they were dressed very nicely, making you feel insecure and blush instantly.

Those ladies didn’t fail to catch a glimpse of Jumin’s beauty and they were giggling and whispering to each other as Jumin held the door open (for you, but they thought that it was for them), he smiled down at you, totally oblivious about the ladies’ behavior, he did seem to notice, however, the change on your mood, so he placed a kiss on your forehead as surement that you were okay and that little gesture was enough to make your heart beat less heavily, so, closing the glass door behind him, he wrapped a protective arm around your waist, guiding you towards the table he seems to knew by heart.

As soon as he spotted you both, Jumin’s father got up from his chair, extending his arms at you. “Oh dear, where have you been?”, he asks, wrapping you in a hug and kissing your forehead, like father like son. You chuckled and kissed both of his cheeks.

“Just here and there”, you said shyly. “It’s so nice to meet you again, Jumin always says that you ask for me, thank you. How’s everything going?”

Jumin’s father didn’t need a lot of questions to start talking, and so he did. He talked and talked and introduced the lady at his side. She was different from the last one, but Jumin seemed less angry about it and that made you feel very happy. However, the conversation between the four of you were dying and soon enough Jumin’s father was just talking with his company.

“Do you want something to eat, beautiful?”, Jumin asks, quickly glancing at you before returning his sight back to the menu card, your tummy growled as a response and Jumin snickered as you covered your mouth to muffle your giggles. “I’m taking that as a yes”

“It would be nice, thank you”, you say, kissing Jumin’s cheek and just looking around the cafe.

It was quite lovely and comfortable and warm. Everyone seemed to have an agreement on just whispering and talk low enough to just make sure your companion hear you. It was very nice. Maybe you should ask Jumin to take you here again on one of your date-

“Jumin!”, you squeaked softly, gabbring Jumin’s hand that started to squeeze your knee under the table. “What are you doing?!”, you ask in a low tone, looking at his father, making sure he didn’t hear you and then at Jumin, the beautiful bastard was still reading the menu, acting as if nothing is happening.

“What are you talking about, dear?”, he says, lifting his eyes to look at you and you see the playfulness in them. Okay, that’s it. This is war.

You smirk back at him and he seemed a bit nervous about your new expression, so crossing your legs and straightening your back, your hand quickly reached down to squeeze Jumin’s side and that caught him off guard as he tried to hide a giggle with a cough.

Your smirk only grew just before morphing into a silly goofy smile as Jumin made the yolk thing on your knee and you fought back the need to kick out and giggle. By the corner of your eye, however, you saw Jumin’s tummy quivering, and knowing that that was one of his worst spots, you reached for his it, and wiggled your fingers agaisnt the silk fabric of his shirt. One of your fingers too close to his navel that made him double over just a little.

This whole situation was too silly, but you really tried not to giggle out loud when Jumin started to walk his fingers up your side, towards that good spot laying on the curve of your waist and if you don’t hurry up and do something, then you’ll lose your silly competition, so reaching down your fingers attached to his inner thigh, and he almost failed on keep from jumping out of his seat as he bit down his lower lip and tried to keep in place the smile treating to take his mouth.

He withdraws his hand to cover up himself, but pressing his hand against yours only made your fingers stuck there. And God save him because you well know and he well knows that’s his most ticklish spot and you’re killing him in place. In front of the whole restaurant, in front of his father.

But that’s something you both agreed in your unspoken deal: the first one to laugh loses and takes the embarrassment of being stared by quiet a few people.

And you have the victory on your side because, as soon as your fingers firmly pinched the spot closer to Jumin’s groin, he jumped and barked out the loudest laughter (or it probably sounded louder because everything was relatively quite), ever.

You quickly retracted your hand back to your lap and turned your face around before letting your eyes fall on Jumin, opening your mouth in the shape of a tiny ‘o’, showing up a fake surprise.

Everyone was looking at your table and Jumin was holding the menu card very close to his face as he try to calm down the suppressed laughter trying to flow out at once.

“Game’s over”, you whisper. “Jumin, dear. What’s so funny?” You ask louder this time, leaning to see your lover’s face but he kept hidden.

“It seems that these love birds are on their own world”, you hear his father say and you blush, looking at him and bowing just a little, apologizing. “I think I’ve never heard Jumin laughing like that?”, he declares smiling simpathically as Jumin uncovers his redened face. “What are you doing to my son?”, you just giggle, shrugging your shoulders

“Just helping him to relax a little bit”, you winked, and Jumin’s father and his company just chuckled.

“Well, I think you should keep going”, he says, winking back at you and then looking at Jumin., who wears a very scared expression that makes his father laugh.

“Oh! Keep going, you say?”

“No! Wa-ahahait!”, Jumin doesn’t have time to prepare himself to yet another attack on his thighs, and he quickly summons to laughter as a few people laugh at the scene, some others whisper with angry faces and others just ignore the situation.

You’re sure you’ve never seen Jumin’s face that red, ever, but you’re also sure you’ve seen that gorgeous smile before and it’s one of the happiest he has ever showed to you, so wasn’t having a completely bad time at all.

As you playfully squeezed his waist, you leaned down and kiss the laughter out of his mouth, relishing on the sound and letting it fill your chest and stomach, however, that didn’t make you less hungry and when yours and his belly growled in protest, you both pulled apart, giggling and blushing.

“I think we should ask fro some food”, you nodded.

“I love you”, he smiled and kissed your nose.

“I love you too”

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Heyy could you please let the Rfa+V+Saeran react to Mc being a reallife princess??

Holy shit, this one is amazing. Thank you.

Okay, before writing this, I googled if Korea had a royal family and… well, holy shit, the history is fascinating.

Here’s the link. I might operate under the idea that she’s a Korean Princess, or I might work under the idea that she’s a princess from a different country (like a European country, or something else, IDK).

Yoosung

He was going through a history textbook when he came across a picture of the Empress of Korea before they were forced out

Yoosung ended up laughing

“Hey MC! Check it out! You look kind of like her!”

“Yoosung, that’s my great-grandmother.”

SHOOK

“What?! But that’s the Empress!”

“I know. I’m technically a Princess.”

He just about faints

I mean, this is the woman he’s dating

They play LOLOL, they hold hands, they kiss, they’ve gotten close to….

Yoosung’s freaking out because he’s almost had sex with a literal Princess

It’d be one thing if it was in a game, but this is real life!

Once the freak out wears off, Yoosung is more interested in protecting her and treating her like she deserves to be treated

She makes him stop, to some extent, because he keeps saying he wants to “treat [her] like a princess!”

Jaehee

She didn’t really put two and two together (not that MC would have told her anything)

She didn’t realize that MC was actually Korean Royalty, especially given the history

It wasn’t until her father decided to come to visit from Japan that MC had to fess up to it

Jaehee was shocked

Secretly, she couldn’t help but think how much this was like a fairy tail (or a fantasy she had as a kid of meeting a Princess in disguise that fell in love with her)

MC’s not expected to inherit anything, but a Princess being in love with a woman is a little bit of a scandal

MC manages to duck the news and keep things clean so that their cafe isn’t hounded by the press when her father goes home

Jaehee ends up taking the whole thing surprisingly well, she just asks that, any huge surprises like that come sooner than later

Secretly giddy she’s in love with a princess that loves her back

Zen

When he first called her “Princess” she damn near had a heart attack

How did he know?! Except, then she realized he couldn’t

MC hadn’t used her real name as her username, let alone anything related to her name

When he did find out, his eyes were the size of dinner plates

He tried to bow, but MC stopped him

“It’s not a big deal.” The hell it isn’t, MC.

Of course, he refuses to give her up for the world, but he calls himself her loyal knight from then on

Also, he makes it his personal duty to protect her from all harm

Jumin

… yeah, it was a tabloid that recognized her.

Here’s the thing, MC didn’t think it would be a problem, right?

Royalty in Korea are just people who live in relative obscurity

Sometimes they make the paper, but it’s like a Bigfoot sighting in the US, nobody puts much stock into it

But no, MC had to start dating a rich, powerful, famous man, surrounded by paparazzi and people who run background checks

Once it’s confirmed by multiple sources and MC herself, Jumin is surprised, but pleased in a small way

it’s a good PR move and his father will adore it and be forced to accept their marriage

Jumin ends up using it as an excuse to pamper her and buy her expensive things

He likes finding traditional, old fashioned jewelry for her to wear

Saeyoung

Haha

He spat out his Ph.D Pepper

Seriously, you don’t expect to do a background check on a girl, only to find out she’s a literal princess

It’s why he wouldn’t share her photo

It’s also why he found it so easy to flirt with her

She was, by all foreseeable standards, unavailable

The perfect girl for him

But when things go well with them, and he starts to see himself having a life with her (a normal one), he panics

Like “nope, sorry Your Highness! I’m just a lowly bastard (in the literal sense), not worth the soil you walk on!”

Except that Korean royalty were forced out of their own country and are currently just title holders, hold no real power and just kind of…. exists?

They do make jokes about how the son of the Korean Prime Minister and a Princess of Korea fell in love

He knew she was foreign

That, V could deduce for himself

Between her distinct accent and red hair, he figured it was obvious

He just didn’t know where from

One day, while they were sitting at home, watching tv together, there was a knock on the door

When V answered it, it was a reporter who was trying to force her way into to talk to “Princess MC”

Well, needless to say, MC explains, yeah, she’s a princess, she’s from Europe

He doesn’t treat her much differently, but he tries his best to help her hide her identity from the press

However, when MC has to go home and visit her family, V joins her on this mini vacation and uses it as a chance to take photos

Saeran

Mildly embarrassed the trope was turned on its head

“Prince Charming rescues girl, they ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after!”

More like “Princess MC rescues Saeran from clutches of evil cult, then drags him off to a hospital to seek medical and mental help so that he can begin to recover from the life long shit he’s been wading through.”

Well, she doesn’t order him to get better, but she does sit with him a lot and basically forces him to get better, even if it’s only so much

Saeran takes measures to protect her identity from the public, keeping her hidden in plain sight so that she doesn’t get attention she doesn’t want

When a news station plans to run the story about how they found her, Saeran has algorithms that figure it out and he then blackmails the station into dropping the story

Saeran’s justification?

“MC says she loves me, but she’s never told me about being a princess so she doesn’t want anyone to know so no one will ever know unless she wants them to.”

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Teen Press Corps Member Maddy Interviews Author Andrew Shvarts

BY MADISON CLARK, BOOKPEOPLE TEEN PRESS CORPS

Madison Clark: What colors make you happy? Andrew Shvarts: I am actually Colorblind, so that is an interesting question. Most people assume it would be grey but I recently got the glasses that allow me to see color and realized just how much more vivid the world was. Especially reds. I stared at a tomato for an hour in awe of the redness. The experience of putting on those glasses was like, I’ve seen red, I know what it is but it was so much more vivid than I could have ever imagined. I was driving and I saw a coke truck go by and I almost got into an accident because I had never seen anything as beautiful. Although what’s funny, is I can’t see purple at all; I see it as blue. And the sequel to Royal Bastards, City of Bastards, is purple. I didn’t know it was purple, and when we did the color review I was gushing about how lovely of a blue it was.

MC: If you were an ice cream flavor what would you be? AS: Coffee. That’s my favorite flavor to eat and I drink like 90 cups of coffee a day. I’m also super animated, so I’ll go with coffee.

MC:How would you define true love? AS: This is going to be a very married answer, but I feel like true love is when you can be absolutely be every part of yourself around a person. So much of life is putting some mask on or acting a certain way and to me true love is when you hit that point where you are just 100 percent yourself, warts and all, with no judgment.

MC: Do you have any children? AS: I have one. He is three; his name is Alec. Royal Bastards is actually dedicated to him, because I actually started writing it, like, the week he was born, so him and the book are very close in my head.

MC: If you could freeze time for a week, what would you do with that time? AS: I feel like since I have a full-time job, write, and have a kid, the lack of time seems like the thing I hate most about life. I want to read more, go more places, although I’d want to specifically unfreeze moments. I’d essentially want a time turner.

MC: What would your main character get a tattoo of? AS: I think Tilla would get a tattoo, later in life, that reminded of her of her past, like a western flower as a memento of the life she left behind.

MC: What superpower would you want to have? AS: Honestly just not having to sleep. That’s a super lame superpower but if I could have those eight extra hours a day, that would be pretty good. Or maybe a save game system. To be able to save my life, do something, see how it played out and be able to reset it if I want with no consequence.

MC: What superpower do you think you WOULD have based on your personality? AS: So I have a theory that everyone actually does have a very low-grade superpower but they are so low-grade you don’t even notice it. Like I have a friend whose credit cards are always demagnetized. So I think he must be emitting a low-grade electrical charge that’s so subtle it only does that. I think mine is that I incept nicknames really well. I’ll call a coworker something and it will stick for like 15 years. I must have like a light mind control because they aren’t even always good nicknames.

MC: How has your job affected your writing? AS: A lot. I work for Pixel Berry now. And we do mobile games with stories, like choices, and I wouldn’t be in YA if it weren’t for this job. When I graduated college and wanted to write horror, I thought I was going to be the next Stephen King…and it would be easy, but it wasn’t at all. Nothing was working and then I just managed to get this job writing for this video game company, where I had to write games for high-schoolers. I had before that only written adult horror, and had no idea how to do it, so I had to unlearn everything I knew about storytelling and relearn something totally different: and I loved it. I love being funny and writing about teens. Also, because at my job everything gets revised constantly, as a result I’m very easy with editors. I will change anything, I don’t care. It’s made me very adaptable to feedback.

MC: How did your experiences in high school shape your life? AS: I went to essentially Nerd High. It was a private high school and it was where all the tech people sent their kids. I think having that environment with smart and supportive teachers and a very nurturing environment cultivated my creativity, and left me open to that sort of thing.

MC: In your book you deal a lot with perceptional bias. So how have your beliefs changed as you have went through life? AS: I was always raised to be very skeptical, and very individualistic. I think that informs Royal Bastards, with the idea of questioning your family and questioning your beliefs. One of the weird things I think that has happened in the world is that things have gotten less nuanced, by circumstance of what’s happening in the world. When I wrote Royal Bastards in 2014, politics were so different that I was like, this will be a book without a clear good guy or bad guy because politics are hard and ambiguous. Now I’m like oh yeah, there’s bad guys…they march with torches. Things have become less ambiguous but more passionate as well.

MC: What is your favorite word? AS:I think most of my favorite words are actually in Russian. Russian words just sound great. The russian word for hippo, for example, is begemot. It such a better word than hippo, which is so “who cares”.

MC: What advice would you have given to your younger self? AS: The advice I’d give to myself is the same advice I’d give to all writers. Read and write a wide variety of things. Read from perspectives that totally aren’t yours, and write and read genres that aren’t the ones you usually would. It’s very easy for authors to get stuck in one specific genre and become so deeply immersed in those tropes that you rely on them as a crutch. The best thing that ever happened to me was being forced to do middle-grade comedy instead of horror.

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