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xianxia-if · 2 years

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Reincarnated in a Xianxia World

is a fantasy interactive novel. It can be played on both pc and mobile, it’s entirely text-based, it's currently in development, and it will be released episodically.

GENRES:

Fantasy, Romance, Chinese Historical, Xianxia, Portal Fantasy/Isekai

RATING:

Rated M, for Mature Audiences, 18+.

CONTENT WARNINGS

Violence, death, murder, and sexually suggestive themes.

SUMMARY

It’s been years since you remembered your past life and it took you even longer to realize that you had the tremendous misfortune to be reborn as a villain in the xianxia tv show you were watching before your sudden death.

You are reborn as a whelp of the Red Lantern District. Your mother died at your birth and you grew up assuming you’ll be just another courtesan, at first. When the courtesans start getting murdered, cultivators show up, suspecting the hand of spirits or demons. You catch the eye of a head cultivator. They are suspicious of you and fascinated by you. They unmask the fact that you aren’t human, not anymore, and convinces you into becoming their disciple.

Now as a disciple cultivator to a cultivation sect, you must do everything you can to keep your heritage a secret. Unfortunately, now there is someone besides just you that knows that you are not human and they are eager to make use of you. Once you are trained enough, that is.

Whatever long term plans your master now has for you, you want no part in. But that is no longer in your hands.

FEATURES:

Customize the main character. Choose their looks, gender, personality, and more.

Choose your heritage, whether you are a celestial spirit or a demon.

If you’re a celestial spirit, you can decide whether you are a nine-tailed fox spirit, water dragon spirit, peach blossom tree spirit, or moon rabbit spirit.

If you’re a demon, you can be a heavenly demon, moth demon, or a dream demon.

Become a cultivator!

Choose your cultivation style: physical cultivation, spiritual cultivation, musical cultivation, demonic cultivation, or medical cultivation.

Choose between five types of personality: (1) soft-spoken and diplomatic; (2) outspoken and acerbic and prickly, (3) humorous and playful and charming, (4) stoic and non-judgmental and aloof, or (5) blunt, awkward, and a bit tactless.

Romance 1 of 7 possible options or remain unattached.

Choose missions to undergo as a disciple cultivator and prove your worth!

Explore the Demon, Mortal, and Celestial Realms!

Your moral alignment is your choice. Be a villain or attempt to be a hero.

ROMANTIC OPTIONS:

Feiyu / Fang Hua | Your Shizun | Male/Female Human

A possible ex-lover of yours, they're the head of the demonic cultivation department and is renown for their unscrupulous, seedy ways. They are also the only one, besides yourself, that knows your true heritage.

Chenxing / Chenguang | The Unicorn | Male/Female Celestial Immortal - Unicorn Spirit

Here is the original protagonist of the tv drama you were watching. They are a unicorn spirit and a medical cultivator. Normally they are quite soft spoken and shy, a typical white lotus.

Ming Yu / Meixing | The 12th Prince/Princess | Male/Female Human

Ever since you competed in the tournament in the Alliance Conference, you have caught their eye. The sect is not powerful enough to turn down the requests of a Prince/Princess, so you’re stuck in arranged marriage with them.

Xuesong | Your Rival | Non-Binary Snake Demon

They extremely dislike you. They work for Shizune as their demon servant and they are completely loyal to him. They distrust you because they think you are going to betray him. Cold, icy, and calculating, they operate from the shadows and you are often teamed up with them for missions.

Ruoxuan | The Best Friend | Non-Binary Human

A possible best friend, they are friendly and easygoing. They would be more popular if they had befriended someone else. Still, they have loyally stuck to your side for years despite all the bad rumours about you.

Dong Yang / Dongmei | The Assassin | Male/Female Crow Demon

They intended to kill you. Unfortunately for them, you easily overpower them and now they owe you a debt for sparing their life.

Haoyu / Huiying | The Hermit | Male/Female Celestial Immortal - Star Spirit

A reclusive celestial immortal scholar and fortune-teller. They have lived a life of seclusion, far away from the Celestial court or Mortal world.

DEMO TBA

#interactive fiction #interactive story #twine story #twine game #twine if #twine #xianxia #xianxia if

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huaschengs · 11 months

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#adminjade #back from the brink #cdrama

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ot-hoe-me · 2 years

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OC: Yang Yifei

For IF: @xianxia-if

Name: 楊亦菲 | Yang Yifei

Characters and Meaning: 楊 is a character for the surname Yang meaning ‘willow’ and 亦菲 are the characters for the given name Yifei that together mean ‘sweet fragrance’ or more literally ‘already fragrant’ 亦/Yi meaning ‘already, also’ and 菲/Fei meaning ‘fragrant’.

Species: Moon Rabbit

Gender and Pronouns: Female (She/Her)

Appearance: Yifei is fair skinned with straight waist length black hair, pale gold eyes with a 5′7″ and slightly curvy frame. Perceived as highly attractive in a sweet/innocent way. She has pure white fur in her rabbit form.

Face Claim: Li Yitong

Cultivation Peak: Sun and Moon Recesses (Spiritual Cultivation, specializes in Lightning, Air, and Metal but that may change)

Training Focus: Species Powers over Cultivation Powers

Personality Type(s): Primarily Type 1 aka soft-spoken, diplomatic and sweet

LI: Chenxing aka The Protagonist or The Unicorn

General Goals and Disposition: After she regains her memories and is taken to her sect, Yifei wants to break free from being her Shizun’s tool, not wanting any part of his plans and in fact eagerly works to end them. Her second goal is to befriend The Unicorn and become strong enough to protect him from becoming a Black Lotus. Her third goal, or rather hope, is to win The Unicorn’s heart since she had a crush on his character in her old life, and after meeting him and interacting with him for real those feelings grow into love.

Relationships:

Feiyu | The Shizun - Yifei’s relationship with Shizun is actually less complicated than you might expect. While she’s grateful to him for giving her an out from being a courtesan (she has nothing against sex work and sex workers, and has nothing but respect for them. She just does not want to do it herself at all once her memories come back. She would’ve enjoyed the arts/entertainment side of it but yeah, getting off track.) However, she notes that the attraction that he has for the original MC is still present towards her and is not comfortable with that since she doesn’t reciprocate at all. That with his evil plans that will harm many, and it’s safe to say that inwardly they do not have a good relationship and she does not like him at all. I’d also like to mention that though she chose a different peak than his (it was mostly motivated by the fact she felt drawn to spiritual cultivation, though getting away from under his constant watch was a small part of it) she doesn’t actually have anything against demonic cultivation as a style/practice.

Xuesong | The Rival - She’s going to have to be soooo careful around this one since they suspect that she’s going to betray Shizun and they’re right. Yifei is afraid of how cruel they can be and tries to mitigate whatever harm/damage they cause whenever she can without arousing too much suspicion. She’ll stand up to them fully when the time is right.

Chenxing | The Protagonist - Okay, so I’ve said it briefly above but The Unicorn was Yifei’s favourite character from the drama she was watching, and she had a crush on the character. So after remembering everything and realizing that she isekai’d into the drama’s world she was determined to protect and befriend Chenxing so he doesn’t become a Black Lotus and potentially even more evil than her Shizun. And once she meets him and gets to know him he is no longer just ‘blorbo from my shows’ but a person and the crush blossoms into love. Which of course makes her want to cherish him and make him feel special even more. (What if this opens the opportunity for HER to become the Black Lotus instead? DUNDUNDUN!!!!) One of her favourite things to do before they confess and get together is to find him in bunny form and give him cuddles and to comfort or encourage him that way. Afterwards, she is very happy to be in his arms as herself and not as an unusually intelligent rabbit but will also change into that form if he asks.

Mingyu | The 12th Prince - The 12th Prince gets rejected by her immediately as soon as she hears about the arranged marriage proposition. It’s very obvious that Yifei is very unhappy with Mingyu’s approach to courtship which is, well, skipping the actual courtship phase and pushing for an engagement straight away without even knowing her. So she will let him have it, politely, and wish him luck in future romantic endeavours while also giving him some advice that might make him more successful. She’d also be worried about Chenxing hoping that he doesn’t really think that she wants to marry anyone else, knowing she’ll have to reassure him that she doesn’t want anyone but him.

Ruoxuan | The Best Friend - Now, this relationship is more complicated than you might think. They are friends, but Ruoxuan think they’re close friends - even best friends but Yifei knows that's not the case because there’s so much that they don’t know about her. The shady things that she has to do for Shizun while she’s gathering evidence and waiting for the right time to expose him. The fact that she’s reincarnated. And she feels guilty about keeping those things from them and letting them think that their friendship is on equal footing when it’s not. You can be sure that once everything (except that she first knew them as a character from a TV show) comes out she is going to beg for their forgiveness. A lighthearted facet of their relationship though is that they act as her wingman with Chenxing because they need it. And I mean REALLY need it since both him and Yifei either are naturally (Chenxing) or get (Yifei) shy and blushy when it comes to flirting and romance sooooo some outside interference is warranted lol, at least at first.

Dongmei | The Demon Assassin - Well, all I can really say right now is that when Yifei feels like Dongmei won’t turn around and kill her if she has nothing holding her back, she’ll release the demon from the spell binding her of her own free will and hope that they can move forward as friends.

Haoyu | The Hermit - I can’t say much about their relationship yet since I don’t know what the hermit’s larger role will be within the plot, but Yifei will be curious, but respectful to him.

I also have a Pinterest Board for her here.

#Yang Yifei #My OC #My OCs #xianxia mc 1 #yeah it's me who sent that ask about the three mcs I was thinking about making for this IF #hope you like her!

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carewyncromwell · 2 years

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Back to School Challenge // hosted by @cursebreakerfarrier

💗𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑: 𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑼𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑫💗

“I've always been a man with a plan, Always prepared never once to leave it to chance, But it's all unscripted when I'm with you: It seems familiar, yet it all feels so new... All of the sudden I miss you, Thinking about all of the things that we've been through... Oh no, it's not that I planned to, But I think it feels like maybe I'm falling for you and me...”

~“Unexpectedly” by Jason Chen

x~x~x~x

Duncan Ashe and Jacob Cromwell’s mutual attraction was an open secret to just about everyone in their year. Not only did Duncan’s constant scolding and derisiveness toward Jacob seem so overdramatic that it embodied the phrase “methinks he doth protest too much,” but Jacob and he both were incredibly attuned to each other, even in comparison to how they treated their other close companion, Olivia Green. Duncan was Jacob’s shadow in most classes and just about always sat next to him. He’d also go out of his way to heal any injuries Jacob received himself, rather than send him along to Madam Pomfrey, so he could scold him the entire time to be more careful. On Jacob’s side, he always without fail brightened up whenever he collided with “Ashe” (as he exclusively called Duncan), and he’d always go out of his way to make physical contact with his boy best friend, whether by leaning against his arm, wrapping his arm around him in one-armed hugs, resting his head on Duncan’s shoulder, or even grabbing his hand or wrist and pulling him along after him.

It seemed for a long while that the only people who were unaware of the sparks flying between them were the two boys themselves -- at least until their fourth year. Then the only person who didn’t know how deep the two boys’ feelings for each other had gotten was Jacob himself.

Jacob, Duncan, and Olivia had each earned themselves some admirers over the years, for their work with the Cursed Vaults. Most of those admirers weren’t gutsy enough to act upon their feelings, for good reason -- Duncan frequently intercepted any notes from and bared his teeth at anyone who made a move toward Jacob (who’d always been notoriously people-dumb), and the one idiot who thought it’d be okay to flirt non-stop with Olivia even after she politely told him to piss off ended up getting his ears Transfigured into kumquats, courtesy of Jacob. One of the people who’d been sweet on Duncan Ashe, however, was Sharon Edgecombe.

Sharon was a Gryffindor in their year with more wiles than her outward appearance would suggest. She was very pretty and poised, but that was partly thanks to how much value she put on appearances. She liked being around exciting people, even people who were a little on the “rebellious” side, but she also liked being well-liked and praised, and was rather enamored with the idea of dating someone with an edge while still remaining popular and squeaky-clean herself. To put it simply, she wanted a “bad boy” lover who would still protect and take care of a “good girl” like her.

Eccentric, scatter-brained, bright-eyed genius Jacob Cromwell would never have been someone who’d grab Sharon’s attention...but Hogwarts’s resident tsundere -- the cynical, mischievous, stylish Duncan Ashe -- most certainly was. Sharon saw Duncan as just the sort of rulebreaker who could give her the excitement and attention she craved and yet still be handsome, safe, and image-conscious enough that he wasn’t threatening. And so, liking the thought of Duncan coming to her and sweeping her off her feet in time for the upcoming Winter Ball, Sharon ordered a Love Potion and then used it to spike a glass of pumpkin juice, which ended up right in front of Duncan at breakfast that morning.

Fortunately for Duncan, his two best friends had both popped over to the Slytherin table to sit with him, to chat about the Ball next week. And when Jacob flopped down on Duncan from behind, playfully hugging him and resting his head on his boy best friend’s shoulder even as a darkly flushed Duncan snarked at him, the book-smart, people-dumb Ravenclaw caught a strange whiff of something coming from Duncan’s drink. In an instant, Jacob’s eyes narrowed suspiciously, and he abruptly snatched the glass right out of Duncan’s hand before he could drink from it.

“Wha -- ?! Jacob!” said Duncan, bewildered.

Jacob gave the glass a sniff. His eyes darkening more than ever, he glanced from Duncan to Olivia and back.

“Smell this,” he said, holding it out for Olivia to smell.

With a bemused blink, Olivia leaned in and gave the drink a sniff too. She wrinkled her nose.

“Smells...sugary,” she said with a deep frown. “Really sugary, sickly sweet. Like cherry-flavored medicine.”

Looking faintly vindicated, Jacob then tilted the glass back toward Duncan. Raising an eyebrow at Jacob, he reluctantly leaned in and smelled it himself. When he did, though, he gave a start.

“...That’s not sugary,” he said, bewildered. “It’s -- well, like some musty old chamber. Like the inside of the Fear Vault. And something sweet, like honeywater or something -- ”

“ -- while I smell chocolate and pine,” Jacob finished darkly. “Namely, things that should attract us.”

Duncan and Olivia both turned to Jacob. Then Duncan pieced it together.

“Amortentia?” he realized.

“Yup,” said Jacob, and his blue eyes flashed coldly down at the pumpkin juice. “The smell seemed weird for pumpkin juice, but us smelling different things confirmed it. Especially yours, Liv -- I reckon since you don’t swing toward romance at all, the smell isn’t particularly pleasant to you, no matter how sweet it is...”

Duncan looked at Jacob in bewilderment as Olivia picked up the glass, her eyebrows raised high over her narrowing eyes.

“Well, then, this is definitely taking a one-way trip to the loo,” she said very coolly.

She shot a quick, beady look around the Great Hall, as if checking to see if the perpetrator might be watching. Jacob’s almond-shaped blue eyes swiveled suspiciously around too.

“Right...” he said very lowly.

Unclenching his jaw, he took the glass from Olivia and got to his feet.

“I’ll take it -- you go on ahead to Charms, I’ll catch up...”

“Jacob,” Duncan said abruptly, before he could stop himself. “We were going to talk about the Ball, remember?”

“Go ahead and talk!” Jacob called over his shoulder casually. “Reckon it’ll just be the two of you going to that shindig anyway...”

Duncan was taken aback. “What? But Jacob...everyone’s planning on being there. It’s expected -- ”

“Since when do you do what’s expected of you, Ashe?” Jacob teased.

“Jacob, we were hoping the three of us could all go, as friends,” Olivia attempted a bit more mildly. “I think it’d be a lot more fun for all of us, if we went together...”

But Olivia’s sentiment somehow seemed to go right over Jacob’s head.

“Eh, sorry, Liv -- you know parties aren’t really my scene. Too much punch and not enough brain cells. You and Ashe knock yourselves out -- I’d better go take care of this.”

A vein was twitching to life in Duncan’s cheek as Jacob strolled away.

“Jacob!” the Slytherin bellowed after him. “For once in your life, could you think of anyone else’s feelings besides your own?!”

Little did Duncan know that Jacob had indeed been thinking of someone besides himself, while walking off with that spiked drink. Rather than just ditch it, he actually took it back to the Ravenclaw boys’ dorm, pouring it into a vial and then stoppering it so he could study it later. For the next week, while Duncan, Olivia, and the rest of their class got ready for the Winter Ball, Jacob spent his free time trying to dilute the ingredients so as to narrow down who had meant to drug Duncan. It was on the night of the ball himself that Jacob finally received his answer -- the mysterious sender was Sharon Edgecombe.

Now many people -- upon discovering something like this -- might’ve thought to take their findings to that person’s Head of House, or even Dumbledore himself. But Jacob was so furious that once he knew who had tried to drug his boy best friend, he immediately set about confronting Sharon. And after leaving the commonroom and seeing everyone walking downstairs toward the Great Hall in formal wear, Jacob realized that the Winter Ball had started, and she would most certainly be there.

Jacob stood out like a sore thumb on that crowded dance floor, dressed in his disheveled school uniform with his hair as messy as ever. Even Duncan, who’d been sitting on the sidelines with Olivia and looking rather surly, stiffened up abruptly when he noticed Jacob walk quickly across the room, right over toward the punch table, where Sharon Edgecombe and her date, the big, burly captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, were chatting.

“Jacob...?” Duncan muttered, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

Duncan and Olivia exchanged a quick, decisive look. The two got up from their table, smoothing out their dress robes (elegant black velvet and pale pink polyester, respectively) as they rushed to go find Jacob. When they spotted him again across the room, they saw Sharon’s date had left her and Jacob alone, and they weaved through the bustling crowd to try to reach them.

Sharon, for her part, had feigned innocence in response to Jacob’s accusation. Once she’d sent her date off so as to talk to Jacob privately, though, her angelic facade seemed to flicker somewhat.

“It’s so nice, when you can find someone who’ll do anything for you,” she said sweetly, indicating the Hufflepuff Captain with a short little nod. “I suppose that’s why you’re so territorial of him, isn’t it?”

Jacob’s eyes narrowed. “What are you talking about?”

“Duncan,” said Sharon, as if it were obvious. “Really, Jacob...you could’ve asked him to the dance yourself, if you’d wanted...”

“I don’t give a damn about this bloody dance!” Jacob snarled back. “What I care about is you trying to drug Ashe with Amortentia!”

Sharon gave a forced little laugh. “Still stuck on that idea?”

Her brown eyes grew a little smaller.

“We all know how you feel about him, Jacob,” she said under her breath. “Aren’t you tired of acting like this is all for him, and not for yourself?”

Jacob sneered at her. “If you truly knew how much Ashe means to me as a friend, then you wouldn’t question that. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do, for Ashe.”

“Oh, I’d definitely believe that,” Sharon said innocently. Something cooler flitted through her expression as she smiled at Jacob. “That’s why I know this ‘good friend’ act is just a mask you’re putting on.”

Jacob’s eyes flared. “Excuse me?”

“Plenty of people would be up to using a Love Potion, if it hooked them up with someone like Duncan Ashe,” Sharon said lowly. “You can’t tell me you would’ve been mad, if that Love Potion had made Duncan attracted to you. Honestly...you’re probably just mad that you weren’t smart enough to think of doing it yourself first -- ”

In a split-second, Jacob’s eyes widened, his pupils narrowing to dangerous, rage-filled slits --

SMASH.

In an instant, Jacob had brought up both of his hands and shoved Sharon backward, right off her feet and straight into the punch bowl set up behind her. With a scream, Sharon brought the entire table down with her, the reddish liquid splashing all over her dress as the bowl shattered under her weight and everything came down with a crash to the floor.

Duncan and Olivia both froze stock-still, their hearts jumping into their chest, as everyone else in the room whirled around to watch the action. Jacob was lording over Sharon, his eyes full of rage and his teeth bared.

“You listen here, you no-good, arse-licking little trollop -- if you want to act so bloody smart, then stay the HELL away from Ashe, or I’ll turn your face inside out -- !”

Sharon’s big, burly date ran over, yanking out his wand as he came up on Jacob from behind. Before his spell could land, however, Duncan had shoved his way through the crowd, right over to Jacob.

“Piscis Dolornasum!”

Jacob turned, startled, when his best friend appeared behind him seemingly out of nowhere, hexing the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain right in the face. Within seconds, the Captain dropped his wand as both of his hands flew up to his nose, which was suddenly excreting tons of slimy-looking sardines.

“Ashe?” said Jacob, startled.

Duncan turned to look at Jacob over his shoulder, smiling darkly despite himself. “...Heh...Olivia said it’d be a lot more fun if we were here together. I don’t reckon this was what she meant, though.”

Jacob smiled weakly in return. “Probably not...”

“What is the meaning of this?”

All of the students parted quickly to let Professor McGonagall through. She was dressed in high-necked tartan.

“Professor -- ” Jacob started at once, but Sharon interjected.

“Professor, Jacob Cromwell, he -- he just went crazy!” she said pitifully. “H-he accused me of trying to drug Duncan Ashe with Love Potion, even though I told him I didn’t do it -- ”

“I have PROOF, you lying little -- !” Jacob was about ready to punch her, but Duncan and Olivia both grabbed hold of his shirt from behind.

“ -- And then out of nowhere, he just -- PUSHED me!” Sharon pressed on. “S-so Willy came over to try to help me, and then Duncan hexed him -- ”

“He was trying to attack Jacob!” Duncan couldn’t stop himself from interjecting despite himself.

“He pushed my date into the punch bowl!” the Hufflepuff Captain retorted as best he could around the sardines still spilling from his nose, pointing an accusing finger at Jacob.

“She bloody well had it coming, for what she tried to do to Ashe!” snapped Jacob.

“B-but -- but I didn’t do anything!” sobbed Sharon.

Jacob once again made an angry move toward Sharon, but Olivia wrapped her arms in a hug from behind, to try to hold him back.

“Jacob, take deep breaths,” she urged him lowly.

“I -- I just wanted to have fun tonight!” Sharon choked. “And -- and now my dress is ruined, and -- and the Ball is ruined, and -- Jacob Cromwell ruined everything!”

She burst into tears. McGonagall regarded her with a rather detached, muted expression, before taking out her wand and flicking it at the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain’s face.

“Finite Incantantem.”

In an instant, the sardines stopped spilling out of his nose.

“Go on back to your dormitory and change, Miss Edgecombe,” she said curtly. “I will speak to you in my office tomorrow morning.”

She then shifted her gaze over to Jacob and Duncan.

“As for you two gentlemen...you’re hereby banned from the remainder of the Ball, for your disgraceful conduct.”

Jacob and Duncan’s mouths both dropped open.

“But Professor, she spiked Ashe’s drink with Love Potion!” Jacob argued desperately.

“I did not!” whined Sharon.

“Enough,” McGonagall said in such a quelling voice that she silenced both of them. “Regardless of the evidence I’m sure you have to back up this accusation, Mr. Cromwell -- which, believe me, I would very much like to see -- ”

She shot Sharon a rather beady look. The pretty blonde’s face seemed to blanche at the severity of her expression.

“ -- it does not give you nor Mr. Ashe the right to physically attack your classmates. You should have come straight to one of your professors as soon as you suspected this and left us to settle the matter.”

Jacob’s shoulders seemed to deflate with resignation, even as his face flushed with further righteous anger and resentment.

A flicker of pity seemed to pass over McGonagall’s face.

“...Mr. Filch, escort these two back to their dormitories,” she said quietly.

Filch materialized out of the crowd and grabbed both Jacob and Duncan by the scruffs of their necks.

“Hey -- !”

“Let go, you -- !”

Filch gave both of them a leer before he looked back up at McGonagall.

“S’pose you’ll be sentencing them to detention too, then?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow at her. “I’d happily take care of these two’s punishment, if you -- ”

“I think missing out on the remainder of the festivities is more than enough discipline for now,” said McGonagall. “Off you go, then.”

With a displeased sneer, Filch nonetheless roughly yanked Jacob and Duncan out of the Hall and forcibly escorted them back to Ravenclaw Tower and the Slytherin dungeons.

Both Jacob and Duncan were left to stew in their juices for a while. Jacob felt furious at the seeming lack of justice for Sharon, while Duncan was irritated that Jacob had made him miss the Winter Ball after he’d gotten dressed up just to go. But, Duncan supposed, half the reason he’d really wanted to go was the thought of going with both Olivia and Jacob...pick out some robes for Jacob, the way he had for Olivia; snark about everyone else’s outfits together; sneak some Hiccough Sweets into the bowl of butterbeer...maybe even dance a little, if he could’ve pull Jacob aside...get out of everyone else’s line of sight, at least for a short while...see Jacob properly dressed, for once...his long dark hair combed into handsome waves, to frame his eyes...

Afterwards, though, Olivia came around to cheer Duncan and then Jacob up. When she came up to Ravenclaw Tower later, Duncan in tow, to find Jacob, Olivia had brought a whole bunch of enchanted fiery-red and watery-blue streamers from the party back with her.

“McGonagall let me have them,” she explained. “I think she does believe you about Sharon, Jacob, even if she hasn’t seen your proof yet. She just didn’t want to go too easy on you, since you still shouldn’t have pushed her.”

Jacob scoffed. “You’re right -- I should’ve Vanished her mouth right off her face: that would’ve shut her up...”

“Careful, or someone might think of doing the same thing to you, the next time you mouth off in Potions class,” Duncan said dryly.

He paused. Then, biting the inside of his cheek, he spoke again.

“...Jacob?”

Jacob tilted his head. “Hm?”

“I didn’t...hear everything you said to Sharon, but...I gather that the reason you shoved her into that punch bowl was...well, to protect me.”

Duncan swallowed.

“It was still really stupid of you, mind you,” he scolded very quickly, “especially considering Sharon’s incredibly well-liked and there were about a dozen witnesses around, so it was almost inevitable that she was going to play the victim -- ”

“I don’t care how many witnesses there were, or whatever charade that slag wants to put on,” Jacob said coldly. “If she so much as looks at you again, I’ll hex her face off.”

Duncan’s ears darkened with a flush and he actually seemed to be trying to bite back a pleased smile.

“...That...that’s beside the point,” he mumbled.

“It’s exactly the point!” Jacob argued. “I don’t care what anyone else says, what McGonagall does to me -- I don’t even care if you think it’s stupid, I’m going to protect you, Ashe -- you and Olivia.”

“That’s not -- ” Duncan muttered in a combination of frustration and awkwardness. “I didn’t mean -- I was just...ugh.”

“What I think Duncan is trying to say is ‘thank you,’” Olivia said serenely.

Jacob frowned at her. “...Then why didn’t he just say that?”

“I was trying to!” Duncan sighed in exasperation. “If you’d just bloody shut up for a minute...”

“You were the one who wouldn’t get to a point!” Jacob said with a confused frown. “And you say I prattle on aimlessly...”

Olivia chuckled quietly as her two male friends started to bicker. Easing herself up and off of the foot of Jacob’s bed, she took out her wand and started levitating the streamers into place, using a Sticking Charm to “pin” them along the bed frame. The moonlight peeking through the tall windows bounced off of the enchanted red and blue, making them glow supernaturally in the night.

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #back to school challenge 2022 #jacob cromwell #duncan ashe #olivia green #minerva mcgonagall #sharon edgecombe #argus filch #My writing #Aesthetic #moodboard #ahhhh I've been looking forward to finally writing out this scene in jacob's life for a while #yeah sharon's a superficial twit #I could totally see her becoming a politician's wife someday >>#and not in a good way

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What creative, political, and liberatory possibilities emerge at the intersections of Asian America, Buddhism, and literature? This roundtable brings together five prolific authors—Quyên Nguyễn-Hoàng, Tsering Yangzom Lama, Shin Yu Pai, Ryan Lee Wong, and Bryan Thao Worra—to discuss the cultural and spiritual influences in their work. In a panel conversation moderated by Chenxing Han, these writers will share how a wide range of Buddhist traditions—in conjunction with their Vietnamese, Laotian, Tibetan, Taiwanese, Korean, and Chinese heritages—shape their artistic practice and political commitments.

If you’re able, please join us in person at the Michigan League to welcome our guest speakers, who are visiting from Pittsburgh, New York City, Seattle, the San Francisco Bay Area, and Vancouver, Canada. After the author readings and roundtable discussion, there will be time for audience Q&A followed by an informal reception and book signings. Please stay to enjoy light refreshments and to meet the authors one-on-one!

This event is sponsored by the Department of Asian Languages and Cultures and co-sponsored by the Department of American Culture, the Asian/Pacific Islander American Studies program, the Nam Center for Korean Studies, the Department of Comparative Literature, the Center for Southeast Asian Studies, and the Lieberthal-Rogel Center for Chinese Studies with local bookshop Booksweet organizing the book signings.

Panelists Quyên Nguyễn-Hoàng is a writer and translator born in Việt Nam. Recent publications include Masked Force (Sàn Art), a pamphlet-catalogue on Võ An Khánh’s war photographs, and Chronicles of a Village (Penguin SEA), her translation of a novel by Nguyễn Thanh Hiện. Her work has appeared in Poetry, Jacket2, Modern Poetry in Translation and other venues. Currently studying at Stanford University, she has received support from the PEN/Heim Fund and the Institute for Comparative Modernities, among other honors.

Tsering Yangzom Lama’s debut novel, We Measure the Earth With Our Bodies, won the GLCA New Writers Award as well as the Banff Mountain Book Award for Fiction & Poetry. Tsering holds an MFA in Writing from Columbia University and a BA in Creative Writing and International Relations from the University of British Columbia. We Measure the Earth With Our Bodies is published in English in Canada, the United States, and India. Translations are available or forthcoming in French, Italian, Dutch, Polish, Bulgarian, Tibetan, and Arabic.

Shin Yu Pai is currently the Civic Poet of The City of Seattle. She is the author of 13 books, and has received awards for her work from the Academy of American Poets, 4Culture, The Awesome Foundation, and Artist Trust. Shin Yu is host and writer of “Ten Thousand Things”—an award-winning, chart-topping podcast on Asian American stories. She received her MFA in Creative Writing from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago and earned an MA in Museology from The University of Washington.

Ryan Lee Wong is author of the novel Which Side Are You On, a finalist for the PEN/Hemingway Award for Debut Novel. He organized the exhibitions Serve the People at Interference Archive and Roots at Chinese American Museum, and has written on the intersections of arts, race, and social movements. Ryan holds an MFA in Fiction from Rutgers-Newark and served on the Board of the Jerome Foundation. He lived for two years at Ancestral Heart Temple and is the Administrative Director of Brooklyn Zen Center.

Bryan Thao Worra is a Lao American poet. With 20+ awards and fellowships, he is the author of 9+ books of poetry on the Lao American diaspora. He has presented at the Library of Congress, Poets House, Kearny Street Workshop, the Singapore Writers Festival, and the Smithsonian, and is the author of over 100 publications. He has documented Lao Theravada Buddhist temples in the US for over 15 years. His newest book American Laodyssey is forthcoming from Sahtu Press in Spring 2024.

Moderator Chenxing Han is the author of Be the Refuge: Raising the Voices of Asian American Buddhists; one long listening: a memoir of grief, friendship, and spiritual care; and over twenty articles and book chapters for both academic and mainstream audiences. She is a frequent speaker and workshop leader at schools, universities, and Buddhist communities across the nation, and currently serves as the Khyentse Visitor in the Department of Asian Languages and Cultures at the University of Michigan.

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