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🌷SELF-INSERT & OC LIST🌷

TOLKIEN

THE HOBBIT

Anoriel Fereniel | Self-Insert

Feren Aurelion | OC

A weaver by trade but is also the Vice-General of the Woodland Realm

Married Elvenking Former Oropher who proposed to him so they could hide Anoriel’s peredhel status

Melmerondir Ferenion | OC

An artist by trade but volunteered to be a scout slash soldier of the Woodland Realm

MO DAO ZU SHI | THE GRANDMASTER OF DEMONIC CULTIVATION

Dayang-Dayang Pagmaya | Self-Insert

Was engaged to Nie Mingjue when she was born

The first young maiden of the Huangshan Gong Sect.

LES MISERABLES

Doña Socorro Chelidonia de Castro de Oro y Moreno | Self-Insert

From a well to do family with progressive views.

Is genderfluid but doesn't know the term yet for it. Their parents allow them to wear masculine and nonbinary attire when the mood strikes them. (They tuck their hair up in their hats)

Despises the Spaniards and ardently believes in a day when the Philippines is freed from the Spaniards' grasp.

Meets Courfeyrac after getting lost in Paris while on a trip with their family. Not wanting them to worry, Socorro proceeds to stay in Cafe Musain in case any of their servants find the cafe.

On the way to Café Musain, they got lost and caught among rioters. Gavroche noticed them getting swept up in the riot and helped them escape, even hailing a cab for them after escaping. As thanks, they invite Gavroche to eat with them. When Gavroche brought Hugues and Bressole with him, they also welcomed the two boys.

DRAGON AGE

DRAGON AGE: ORIGINS

Paraluman Surana | Self-Insert

Knight-Lieutenant Joseph Terrell | OC

DRAGON AGE 2 | DRAGON AGE: EXODUS

Benedicta Alejandra Hawke y Amell | Self-Insert

DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION

Dalisay Kato Bagwisan | Self-Insert

Atubang Mahalina Kato Bagwisan | Self-Insert

MASS EFFECT

Commander Dari Shepard | Self-Insert

Doctor Dominic Shepard | OC

MASS EFFECT:ANDROMEDA

Hiraya Angelica Ryder | Self-Insert

Nimuel Angelo Ryder | OC

Older twin brother

DIVINITY II

Sima | Self-Insert

BALDUR'S GATE 3

Gumamela | Mula | Self-Insert

High Councillor of the Blooming Fey Court

Skilled painter but doesn't try to become the court painter.

Murdered their father as vengeance for the murder of their grandmother

Has a bloodline curse dooming them to a love that ends in tragedy

OVERWATCH

Kapunuan | Gregoria Silang | Self-Insert

ARCANA

Kahidlaw | Self-Insert

MYSTIC MESSENGER

Urielle | Self-Insert

Stage actress with Shakespearean roots

Was on a short acting break when they visited Korea and got mixed up in the Mystic Messenger plot

Zen recognised them the moment they posted their profile pic

Hiyas | Self-Insert

Novelist who focuses on children's fairytales

Was on their book tour when they got tangled with Mint Eye

ACE ATTORNEY

HARVEST MOON

HARVEST MOON: DS CUTE

Agustina | Tinang | Self-Insert

HARVEST MOON: GRAND BAZAAR

Asuncion | Siyon | Self-Insert

HARVEST MOON: ISLAND OF HAPPINESS

Antonia | Toyang | Self-Insert

HARVEST MOON: THE TALE OF TWO TOWNS

Eusebia | Sebya | Self-Insert

HARVEST MOON: ANIMAL PARADE

Angelina | Angge | Self-Insert

Jin's childhood friend

Visited the farm during the summers as a child. That's where they met Jin.

FIRE EMBLEM

FIRE EMBLEM: THREE HOUSES

Kallisto | Self-Insert

Has a resting blank face

Tends to dock points very liberally from the Golden Deer House

Hates Leonie

FIRE EMBLEM: FATES

Ariadne | Self-Insert

Was sickly and was often indulged by their siblings as a result

Jacob is their bestie

CHOICES

ROYAL ROMANCE

Evangeline Marie Lakandula | Self-Insert

NIGHTBOUND

Diwa Kalangitan | Self-Insert

OPEN HEART

Dra. Inocencia Valenciano | Self-Insert

Stupidly non competitive

ROMANCE CLUB

HEAVEN'S SECRET

Amparo Socorro Santos-Walker | Self-Insert

Studied Fine Arts at UP Diliman

Takes inspiration from the older paintings because of the depths of meaning and emotion in them.

The sort of student who joins protests and rallies and sends out foods and necessities to strikers' families

Ends up having insecurities about their relationship with Dino after ten years of their relationship

HEART OF TRESPIA

Queen Saerwen Gwenhevare Methildis Ymeri | Self-Insert

PATH OF THE VALKYRIE

Mirasol | Self-Insert

Studied archaeology to try and discover more pre-colonial Filipino artefacts

Atheist but finds religion to be fascinating

Very open-minded about a lot of things but finds gods to be where she draws the line.

DISLYTE

Gelli | Self-Insert

Was given Apolaki's powers

BEING HUMAN UK

Filomena "Mena" Dimayuga | Self-Insert

SUPERNATURAL

Maria Josefina Christina dela Cruz | Self-Insert

Power Yeiazel | Self-Insert (Divine AU)

LEVERAGE

Clara Marie Dayanghirang | Self-Insert

Does not reveal their real name like Sophie

Nate figures out their alias is a reference to Maria Clara from Jose Rizal's works Noli me Tangere and El Filibusterismo but their false surname meant Chosen Lady

ADVENTURE TIME

Dream Witch | Self-Insert

Found a magic wand in an antique shop and bought it to complete the look of their costume for a costume party

Wand turns out to have magic tied to dreams and dream-walking

Met Simon and Marcy during their travels after the mushroom war

Became another parental figure to Marcy

JUSTICE LEAGUE

Dealá Sanchta Ieyozael | Self-Insert

JUSTICE LEAGUE: GODS AND MONSTERS

Celeste Manlangit | Self-Insert

LACKADAISY

Maria Remedios M. Dalit | Self-Insert

BLEACH

Tala | Self-Insert

Aspiring ballet dancer

Died during the 1920s

Was sent to the wrong soul society after Sasakibe performed the konso on them when he saw their soul scared and lost under a bridge during his travel in the Philippines.

When they died they lost their memory of how they died as well as their name, when they looked up at the sky they saw the stars and chose Tala due to how the stars continued to shine amid darkness

KIMETSU NO YAIBA

Abe Chiyoko | OC

Storm Hashira

Adopted daughter of the previous Storm Hashira and her husband, an inn proprietor who welcomes demon slayers into his establishment without charging them

Body is unsuited to the Breath of Storm due to the taxing sword forms and movements

Became the new Storm Hashira after she killed an entire goup of demons in one night. She proceeded to become bedridden afterwards

Only takes on select missions to be cautious and mindful of their less than steller health

Quiet most of the time and prefers to observe the events unfolding to get a better grasp of the situation

Has had a crush on Gyomei for forever but refuses to confess to him out of fear of rejection

ORIGINAL WORKS (PERSONAL)

A GOOD MAN'S MAKNG

Narcisa Bonifacio | Sisa | Self-Insert

#self insert #s/i #self insert list #tw murder

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inmyfxith · 4 years ago

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The Fairer Sex..

Pairing: Lord John Grey x fem!reader dressed as a man

OC: None

Warnings: Little mention of blood

Words: 2 929

Part. 2

-> Requested

Having a daughter had been your father's biggest fear. He had boasted throughout your mother's pregnancy that he would be the proud father of a brave little boy who would carry on the family legacy for many years to come. The family doctor seemed just as confident as he was, but when you first cried out, your father could not hide his disappointment. For several weeks after you were born, he had locked himself in his room because he could not face reality. Although she too was slightly disappointed in your sex, your mother nevertheless took care to engage a competent nanny who had been advised to her by one of her closest friends, Benedicta Armstrong, former Duchess of Pardloe. The children who had been brought up by her, the Duchess's children, Paul, Edgar, Harold, and John, had become respectable men.

Your mother, however, hid you from the world because you were a frail baby and that she did not want to expose you to any more trouble. When you first came out in public, your parents played on the fact that, as a baby, you were relatively androgynous. But they had an idea in mind, since God had deprived them of a boy, they would make one themselves. From that moment on, you started wearing young lordly clothes, learning to talk like a man, and behaving like one. Even your first name was changed and servants were only to address you as 'My Lord'. Everyone had been made aware of your true identity, but the threats made against them if they revealed you were a woman were so violent that no one ever dared to speak out.

But until you were thirteen, you probably didn't fool anyone. Being almost always surrounded by women, your true nature had always managed to come out. Despite your mother's best efforts, nothing could be done, clothes and education did not make the few facial expressions that made you a woman disguised as a man disappear. Your father was less accommodating than your mother and treated you as he had been treated by his father, with great harshness and firmness.

So, on the eve of your sixteenth birthday, your parents had an idea. Weeks earlier, at a dinner party with the now Lady Stanley, she had spoken at length about her youngest son, Lord John Grey, and his governorship. You had no say in the decision, and a few days before you turned sixteen you found yourself in a carriage heading for Cumberland, to the estate of Helwater, the home of Lord John Grey. You had never met him since he had traveled a lot since his father died. Your body had been sculpted to resemble that of a healthy young lord, a wide band of cloth pressing against your chest so that your breasts would not be noticed even if you were wearing only a shirt. Your hair was tied back in a small ponytail, and you wore a noble travel outfit in the colors of your family crest. Having been informed of your arrival by one of his valets, Lord John came out to greet you as soon as the carriage pulled up outside the estate.

"Lord Y/L/N, it is my pleasure to welcome you here. Welcome to Helwater." Lord John said to you while firmly shaking your hand. Watching his face carefully, you had properly introduced yourself before thanking him for not only agreeing to take you in but also for being your mentor.

"I owed your father a favor, don't worry, I won't be as hard on him as he is." His smile was infectious and as you chatted with him, you found yourself blushing slightly on several occasions.

"I beg your pardon, however, duty calls, I leave you in the hands of George who will be your valet throughout your stay with us. We shall meet afterward for tea." Lord Grey disappeared behind the main door of the castle as George kindly indicated for you to follow him.

The room that was to be yours, for what you thought would be several years, was relatively large and decorated in the same way as your room in your parents' mansion. It seemed obvious that your new tutor had made inquiries about what you liked, or at least what your parents had told him you liked. The trunks containing your clothes followed you, carried by valets who left the room once everything was settled.

"Is monsieur ready?" George asked you, straight as I, his back facing the door. Frowning, you politely asked him why you had to be ready. After a journey as long as yours, you needed to change before going down to tea with Lord Grey.

Anticipating your answer, your valet opened one of your trunks, pulling out silk stockings, a shirt, and a clean long coat. Panicking, you stood facing the mirror in one corner of the room. George first removed your jacket before standing in front of you to unbutton your waistcoat. Folding your waistcoat, George was soon to help you remove your shirt, so, not knowing if you could trust him, you politely dismissed him.

"That will be all George, thank you but I have my little habits. I'll call on you if there's any problem."

Surprised by your request, the valet complied, bowing graciously before leaving the room, letting you stand alone in the room. A slight feeling of remorse came over you when you saw his face, almost sad, knowing that he was not going to look after you. Leotard, short breeches, long jacket, white jabot, brocade jacket, braided sleeves, tightly buttoned shirt, and waistcoat and silk stockings, you were ready to meet your new tutor in the parlor. One of his servants ushered you into the room, telling his master of your arrival.

Still smiling, Lord John invited you to sit beside him before offering you a drink of hibiscus tea he had brought back from his trip to Jamaica.

"I heard from George that you had dismissed him, is he not to your liking?" Taking a sip of your flowery nectar, you nearly choked as you searched for an explanation for your little whim.

"I don't doubt the skills of good George, however, you see at home, I have become accustomed to dressing and undressing. There is no particular reason for this preference and I will ask your valet for help whenever I need it." Your answer seemed to convince your host only halfway, but he hid his doubt by offering you a game of chess.

Your father had taught you to play chess, at least he had explained the rules to you, and you played with your nanny when the weather didn't allow you to go outside to play. Lord John Grey was a true master in the art of logic and, therefore, it is obvious that he came out the winner of all the games you had the chance to play with him. Almost discouraged at the end of your last game, John let out a small laugh before explaining a couple of his moves with extreme benevolence. Standing behind you, his hand gently squeezed your shoulder.

"Don't worry, you'll get there eventually."

Back in your room, you untied your hair, grabbed a book from the library, and sat by the window, waiting for dinner.

"What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god." You were reading Hamlet, one of your host's favorite books, without knowing it, when you heard the hooves of several horses outside the Dunsany family castle. Lord Grey was presumably having guests for dinner so, in order not to get him into trouble, you did what you do best, act.

Over the weeks, Helwater became your home. You felt comfortable there because, although you always had to hide who you were, your relationship with Lord Grey was not as toxic as your parents'. You learned to ride a horse, to use a sword, but most of all poetry, drama, and, your favorite subject, logic.

To congratulate you on your efforts, he gave you a horse which, he said, he thought of you. Together you used to go for walks around the estate, discussing poetry, drama, what you intended to do with your life. Your voice had become slightly deeper but not enough for the boy you were to be. Your tutor, however, did not seem to mind. On a sunny afternoon, Lord John suggested a walk through the small woods that bordered the estate and had a small stream running through it. The temperature had quickly become a problem for you, especially as you had not been feeling well since the beginning of the afternoon. So you took off your long jacket, leaving it where you were sure you could pick it up on the way back.

Together you sat on some logs by the stream before the discussion drifted to your relationship with your parents.

"Far be it from me to disparage them, I would never dare, however, when I think of them, I have no real desire to go back home. Yet I know that one day I will have to."

Frowning, John listened attentively as he had always done since the beginning of your stay. He had become more than a tutor, you had great confidence in him without having the courage to confess your lie.

"Ever since I was a little girl, I've had to do something for them, something that prevents me from fulfilling myself as I would like."

"What kind of thing?" Your tutor asked as you could sense a slight concern in his voice. Of course, he knew your parents, but only through his mother, he had only met them once when he was too young to remember. Realizing that you had to talk to him eventually, you stood up and felt that something was wrong. John stood up at the same time, his eyebrows furrowed and a horrified expression on his face.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Not really understanding what was going on, you looked down to discover a bloodstain on your shorts which, as the seconds ticked by, was beginning to spread.

Realizing that your period had arrived far too early, you ran as fast as you could to the castle, leaving Lord John alone with his worry. Once in your room, your first instinct was of course to take off your clothes, leaving only your white shirt, the folds of which were lost in the middle of your thighs. Several feelings ran through your mind, fear, panic, anger, but especially sadness and regret for having lied for so many years. Trying as hard as you could to scrub the blood off your clothes in such a rage that an outsider would have warned you that you were about to tear the fabric. Losing hope of being able to remove the marks without calling in a maid, you leaned against the wall, tears in your eyes, and slid down to the floor where you could feel a warm liquid running down your inner thigh. Then you started to cry, for the first time since you arrived in Helwater.

Facing what you thought was a panic attack, you did not hear the knocking on the door and the worried calls from your host. So, seeing that you didn't answer but hearing the noise in your room anyway, for your safety, John entered your room. At a loss, you did not immediately notice that he had entered, and when your eyes met his, you expected to see disappointment or anger, but there was none of that. Pity and sadness were the feelings that had seized your host as he approached you, your long coat in hand, which he had picked up on his way back to the castle. Smiling sadly, he covered your legs with your garment.

"This famous thing." he said in an extremely kind tone before ringing the bell beside your bed to send someone up. You remained silent before George made his appearance.

"My Lord.." He frowned, shocked at his discovery as he pushed open the door to your room.

"George, would you ask Emily to go upstairs and take care of... of... this young lady." You wanted to disappear when you met the valet's questioning gaze. John left the room after giving some instructions to the servant he had named Emily.

As gently as possible, Emily helped you to your feet before preparing a bath and putting you to bed as a mother would have done in such a case. You did not open your mouth at any point, just listened to the young woman talks about what she had prepared for you in terms of clothing and the little anecdotes about the people who preceded you as a guest of Lord Grey and the Dunsany family. The maid prepared a hot chicken broth for you to eat after making your bed. It was Emily who woke you up the next morning. She made sure you were feeling well before comforting you that her master was not angry, on the contrary. She then helped you dress, like a lady. A whalebone body, a basket, petticoats, a coat... your figure has changed as has your gait.

The feeling of panic came over you again when you had to meet Lord Grey in the parlor to have your breakfast. To prevent you from falling over in your new shoes, Emily lent you her arm for support. Sitting in his armchair, facing the fireplace, he seemed to be concentrating on a piece of paper. He looked up as you heard the sound of your heels on the wooden floor, and all anxiety left your body as you saw his face, smiling and bright as he saw you coming. Taking Emily's place, he led you to your place around the table.

"I hope you slept well." His voice was soft, without any animosity, he acted as if nothing had ever happened, as if he had always known you were a woman. You nodded in response.

"My Lord... we must talk about this." Putting down his piece of paper, he turned to you, folding his hands on the table, ready to hear what you had to say. Taking a deep breath, you lowered your head to avoid meeting his gaze.

"I apologize for lying to you for so long, I..." He stopped you almost instantly though.

"There is no need to apologize, sometimes we are forced to do things against our will to hide who we are."

His answer almost brought tears to your eyes, you smiled at him before asking him not to say anything to your parents, which he eventually promised.

"Eat quickly, I'll take you into town, you deserve a new wardrobe." Winking at you, you felt relieved and almost relieved of a weight. After traveling in a carriage for a few hours, you found yourself in the nearest town with your tutor. Holding his arm tightly so as not to fall on the cobblestones of the road, you listened to John's advice on how best to act.

"If you find yourself in a difficult situation, squeeze my arm and I will come to your rescue." You paused, several times, to let the owner of the Helwater estate greet his friends and other local nobles who were in town. He introduced you using without using the first name, introducing you only as Lady Y/L/N which surprised most people, being sure that your parents had only had a baby boy. Your little blunders amused Lord Grey more than anything else. You were having an excellent day, you finally felt free to be yourself. After going to the tailor's to order two dresses, as you returned to your carriage still on John's arm, you shook his arm.

"Is something wrong?" He asked you, anxious to know what could be troubling you.

"I think my mother is here" You quietly pointed to a woman in the middle of a discussion with another woman you had seen at a dinner party several years ago. Understanding the situation, you and John hid in a small alleyway waiting for your mother to pass. However, as Lord Grey was checking that she had left, your mother saw him and struck up a conversation.

"Lord Grey, how are you, I haven't seen you for a long time." Hearing her voice, you prayed she wouldn't find out you were there.

"Lady Y/L/N, it is a pleasure to meet you again." John took on his charming face, taking her hand and placing a kiss on her knuckles.

"How is my son, I hope he's not causing you too much trouble." This was a good way for her to make sure that you had followed her rules and that your secret was still safe.

"Oh, don't worry about him, we've only just finished reading Shakespeare's plays, he's making good progress with his sword fighting and I'm sure one day he'll be able to become a lieutenant in his majesty's army." This answer seemed to satisfy your mother, who promised to come and see you when she had time. John only asked her to warn him in case she came to Helwater for the sole purpose of allowing you to prepare for her coming.

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