hello! this is a sideblog for all things interactive fiction--choice of games, hosted games, visual novels, romance club, playchoices, love island the game, couple up! & too hot to handle
i follow and like from @celticwoman ♡
feel free to shoot me an ask (or dm) whenever! i'd love to talk ^-^
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♡ favourites under the cut!
♡ interactive fiction (text-based) ♡
when twilight strikes / blane rekner
the exile / vethna mevnrael & sabir du vaelas
shepherds of haven / trouble alder & red antiqua
the wayhaven chronicles / farah hauville & nate sewell
a tale of crowns / rêzan
infamous / orion quinn & griffin reign
♡ playchoices (books) ♡
hero / perfect match / the heist: monaco / platinum / mother of the year / the nanny affair / a courtesan of rome / wishful thinking / crimes of passion
♡ playchoices (love interests) ♡
maxwell beaumont / quinn kelly / maria flores / jax matsuo / hayden young / andy kang / sonia alves / annelyse adair / ajay bhandari / kenji katsaros / rafael aveiro / prince hamid
♡ romance club (books) ♡
theodora / arcanum / w: time catcher / the one / shadows of saintfour / vying for versailles / the missing / soulless
♡ romance club (love interests) ♡
maria theresa / safaa / tata / bert / saraswati / tallis / friedrich / charlotte / marcel / john roberts / greg / daisy / walter / raphael / war / maria shu / vesper / daisy / heather / livius / jack
♡ love island the game ♡
jake (1) / bobby & marisol (s2) / camilo (s3) / angie (s4) / lulu & gabi (s5) / chloe (s6) / rafael (s7) / jin & claudia (s8) / natasha (s9) / jesse (s10) / matt (s11)
taking a survey of blk if characters…vote for the following you’ve romanced. if it’s multiple could you comment them also but vote for the one you liked best? the following are the ones off the top of my head but if you have a fav i didn’t mention could you also comment them? ty!!
pov: you're orion quinn about to have an aneurysm 😍
thank you sm for @mazeeque for bringing my vision of niki in the chapter 4 beach shoot of @infamous-if to life! it came out so gorgeous, literally screaming crying throwing up rn or whatever they say!
"despite denying romance (and cheating) rumors, griffin reign and his 'protégé,' battle of the bands contestant tallulah webb, couldn't keep their eyes off each other all afternoon."
yayyy ch5 of @infamous-if !! ty @glockzap for drawing these two being extremely unsubtle during press 💙
fandom: shakespeare's code
pairing: amabelle / regina (+ a bit of morgana)
rating: t
word count: 1738 words
tw: none
mc: cleopatra, curse path
notes: this is part two of my four-part series on my sc mcs in a modern au ! part 1 here
tagging: @rc-catalog, @juicyrottenapple, @taemcains bc i know you love those lesbians & @theodoravery for being a bitch with correcting my typos & 2am ways of writing. kys
who will take the fall ? which of them is stronger ?
🎵 my way - olivia rodrigo.
"Regina !"
Cleopatra smugly greeted her competitor, hiding within herself the rage boiling inside her stomach. Of course Regina couldn't stop herself from wanting this stupid lead— It's like since the semester started, she's set out to be in Cleopatra's way no matter where she was going. Ugh.
She smiled, still rather elated over her audition just now. Which explained her costume, or the elaborate hairdo she had on.
"You might as well give up now. I'm getting that lead."
"Save it." Regina replied, her eyes shining with a familiar fury. "She couldn't have liked your performance that much. You lack subtlety. I'll show her what a real witch is like."
"You'll flaunt your envy for the whole stage to see and call it acting. How innovative." Cleopatra responded, confident in her own abilities ; even if her opponent seemed as though she would stop at absolutely nothing to take her down. She had this dark fire within her eyes, a rage that burned within herself. An incendiary envy that contrasted with the silent, deadly wrath that resided within Cleopatra.
One she managed to hide for now, but which would pop out very soon if Regina kept on doing this every second they saw each other.
"Professor Morgana will see a REAL star in me ! And not some little entertainment." Regina bragged, a smile crossing her face— a smile that Cleopatra enjoyed the appearance of ; only so she could wipe it off herself.
"Is Sabrina not with you ? She’s like a cat, considering how much she follows you around. Sabrina & Salem."
"If I was you, I’d give up on the comedy career." Regina rolled her eyes at Cleopatra’s [attempt at] humor – which she found pitiful. "No. She’s helping with setting up the play. She managed to land a lesser role, which, good for her and all…" Not that she sounded excited for her at all. But then again, had Sabrina wished to compete against her, Regina would also not have been the least bit pleased.
Some people were just never satisfied with anything.
Both women stared at each other, before Regina spoke again. Her name hadn’t been called yet, or at least neither she nor Cleopatra had heard it.
"You should quit while you’re ahead." A step was taken, as if to try and reclaim some of the terrain ; as her rival stood tall, towering over her, as if she were a gargoyle – or one of those imposing Grecian marble statues at museums.
Unstoppable force meets immovable object. The shield and the spear – that was the basis of their relationship. Cleopatra remembers learning about this in her science courses with Professor Dee. The paradox arises because it rests on two incompatible premises.
Regina would stop at nothing, that much was clear. And Cleopatra had no intention to ever move out of her way, that also was clear as day.
"Me ?" Cleopatra raised an eyebrow, a smirk finding its way to her lips. "As if you’ll impress anybody with these jealous rages of yours you claim to be theatrical when they're really just glimpses of your inner workings."
"That’s IT."
Regina groaned – before she threw herself at her opponent, trying to rip the crown off of her head. After some struggling, the two stumbled to the floor ; Regina on top of Cleopatra, staring at her with a burning fury in her eyes. They were akin to two ambers staring into Cleopatra’s rubies, observing her with so much power as if she wished to turn Cleopatra’s eyes into holes. Those dark eyes – that red hue that forever lodged itself within them, always watching her every move.
But as she was absorbed in her thoughts – the black-haired girl took over, flipping their positions. Sounds of struggle followed, before suddenly – Cleopatra grabbed Regina’s face, to give her… a kiss.
Just a kiss – one singular kiss. On the lips.
A kiss.
What. The fuck.
The two women pulled off of each other immediately, Regina making animated attempts at expressing her indignation – though no sound came out. Blush reigned over her face, which was a little bit odd to see – Regina wasn’t one to blush easy. Especially not at Edmund’s occasional flirting, at least before he got with this girl whose name Cleopatra forgot.
Either way. There was, on the other hand, something strangely sweet about it... About this new state of emotions Regina was feeling ; it was as if the world and her heart had stopped – not enough to put Regina in a permanent state of cardiac arrest, just enough to make her feel as if Cleopatra had frozen her alive for a few seconds.
Perhaps she truly was a witch. The thought of which pissed Regina off, as it would very much give her rival a leg up in the competition. God damn it. Why could things not just magically go her way without her having to do anything about them ?
Regina stared at her fellow actress with... She wasn't even sure what she was staring at her with. Disbelief ? Anger ? Jealousy ? Lust ? Desire ? Yearning ? What the fuck did she feel about this ??? This confused her so much. She felt like her brain was splitting open — how could one singular person be responsible for so much conflict inside of one's own mind ?
Maybe it was a good thing Sabrina picked up on that lesser role, actually. Her grating, mocking voice is the absolute last thing Regina needs to hear right now.
On the other hand, Cleopatra was licking her lips with pure, unabashed interest. She had the upper hand— and while it felt good to kiss Regina, it felt even better to do it and to know that now, she had control over her rival. Manipulating her desire to serve her own purposes is something she had learned... Instead of freezing her feelings, Cleopatra had tamed them into, instead, aiding her in the pursuit of her goals.
Now that she had the upper hand over Regina, she could watch as the other most likely lost focus of her own audition, paving the way for Cleopatra to claim the role. And on addition... Regina did look beautiful. Her slight pout, the fire in her eyes as she stared at her competitor— a fire the stone-cold actress wished to... not tame, but master. Not necessarily put them out of use, but... reorient them, perhaps.
"You liked it."
She spoke first, to strip Regina of the right to regain her ground by regaining speech firsthand. She had to keep control of the situation. Think critically— one slight mistake, and Regina held the reins.
"No I did not !"
"Then I won't do it again."
"..." Regina paused, before speaking. "Good !" Though that word sounded a lot less convincing than she would have liked. She sounded more akin to a cat hissing than a grown woman standing her ground.
The two stared at each other.
And soon, they found themselves embracing each other, mouths greedily trying to reach the other's— as if competing, still, but in a different field. Who could reach who first.
The taller woman pinned her competitor to the wall, her hands travelling over Regina's dress, feeling her curves through the dark green dress ; it was this beautiful shade of petroleum that ( unfortunately ) did really compliment her...
Their kisses were full of fire, of an unspoken tension between the two. A tension that had followed them around since the first time they looked at each other, since they had both raised their hands in Professor Morgana's class to answer the same question— the first time their little rivalry began, the first time their eyes stared daggers into one another's.
Here they were. Kissing, backstage— Cleopatra pushing them through a door so they could kiss in a staircase behind the auditorium, going down a short flight as Regina found herself pinned to the wall. It was some amusing sort of pseudo concern for modesty or privacy, something neither of them were thinking or caring for right now.
But, all good things must end. Regina eventually slipped away from between her rival's hands as she remembered her goal at once, her feet finding the staircase going up.
Not walking just yet— turning back, to look at what ultimately was her competition. Some barely discernible vulnerability in her eyes.
"We can't. Not like this."
She whispered, which brought Cleopatra... A strange feeling of sorrow. As if she felt pained by the words. Did she ? She couldn't fully tell. But a part of her felt hurt, wounded by what Regina had just said.
"You and I... We have respective roles to play. We can't grow attached. We're not meant to be."
"Why ? Are you scared ?" Cleopatra spoke before thinking ; a habit she got used to more than she would have liked to admit. That said, it didn't mean that she ever took back her words— though fastly spoken, she meant them. Always.
"You're scared of what she will think. That you won't be her little protégé anymore..."
Her words hurt ; and she could tell. It almost felt physically painful, the whiplash of going from burning passion to this ice-cold rejection.
"You made a mistake." Regina turned away, a bitter scowl on her face. Provoking Cleopatra's anger. "Oh, I did ? So the kiss was just me and not you ? What'd I kiss, the air ? Because clearly, it wasn't you."
Her words were harsh, and she meant for them to be. Regina didn't respond, only rushing off back to the stage. Leaving Cleopatra all alone with her thoughts, the woman giving herself about 2 minutes before going down the stairs, pondering upon all that's just transpired.
. . .
Morgana did not like this... new development she had stumbled upon. She enjoyed it— fueling their hatred, fanning the flames between Cleopatra and Regina and making them rise ; her two best students fighting for her attention and privilege, even out of class.
But to unite in this way... Behind her back.
That ? That was betrayal, in Professor Morgana's eyes. She crossed both of them out of her brain, not intending on giving either a lead.
The Romance Club Guides team has finally finished our 100% guides for Dracula: A Love Story! This story was an odyssey, and so was getting it up on the wiki LOL. But all 6 LIs now have complete guides with episode-by-episode percentages and cheatsheets. Here's a sample:
Find all LI routes and the rest of the cheatsheets ✨ here ✨
POV: You're his favorite contestant and you've just given him a small compliment. He'll think about this for the rest of the day. And probably the whole night as well.
this is an invitation for every G romancer to talk abt whether their mc is pissed at G for throwing them (and vic) under the bus in ch3 and if that has affected their relationship going forward. also extremely curious if anyone romancing G told them to stay away afterwards 👀
Since I mentioned a Challenge idea, I'll throw in another one out there - I think it'll be very drama-stirring for producers to do a lead singer exchange, something under a sauce of "you can't always work with the people you like". And now I need everyone to think about what Seven's face will look like after being put back with a band that voted them out...
