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The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani I am now open for story requests as well as #askagatha #asktedros and #asktagatha
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Stupid Agatha
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What do you guys like to do together in your free time? Have you guys ever cried over movies, and if so which ones? When do you guys know it’s time to relax from doing a bunch of work? #asktagatha
In our free time, the castle garden is probably one of our favorite areas. Especially at night, you can see the stars through the flowers and the bushes keep everything warm and insulated. When we visit, we usually go because we want to be alone while having company. Sophie adores the awning and it’s a treasure many guests are surprised to see. Camelot’s signature gold is complimented beautifully with the blue hydrangeas and in winter the entire landscape looks like a painting, with frost hanging onto the leaves.
When our work has caught up with us, we like to see our old friends; the witch coven, old professors, and Sophie. Usually we know to take a break when Tedros secluded himself in the bathroom, soaking himself in a bath for so long he misses the dinner announcement! (A growing boy is never not hungry).
- King and Queen of Camelot
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Book 5:
(If you thought boom 4 was bad—) So extremely unpleasant. The reader is so excited to see some resolution. “Will this be the last book?” We question. Soman laughs in our faces! “Will there be tagatha?” We ask anxiously. Soman only laughs harder. “Will we all finally have a concrete opinion on Sophie?” Soman is hollering, tears streaming out of his eyes as he gasps for breath. Reader will be very anxious, depressed, and display symptoms of panic throughout duration of the book. Ending promises book 6, so at least we have that.
The Entirety of the School for Good and Evil Series
Book 1:
Crushes, friendship, good v. evil. Characters are loveable, and relateable. Absolutely iconic. Ending is adorable.
Book 2:
Female empowerment! Everyone is still loveable in their own little way. Nothing too crazy, just glad the babies are okay.
Book 3:
Tedros, you ignorant slut. Some insanely cute tagatha moments. But book 4 will straighten everything out, right?
Book 4:
Hell fire. Absolute madness and chaos. Tedros proves to be even more of an idiot, and Agatha is just strugglin ™️. Reader is advised to put the book down multiple times to avoid angrily combusting.
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Readers! It’s Been Too Long!
My sinceritist apologies for my lack of original content from my page for many, many months. I started this blog page because I read The School For Good And Evil the same year it was released and saw it had virtually no support on tumblr. I would like to be more active and stay true to my original goal, which was to spread SGE content.
With the release of “A Crystal In Time” I have not only been inspired to maintain and regularly post on this account, but also open communication between followers and myself. You all contribute so much to this growing community, and it is quite beautiful, the work we do.
I do want to continue writing short blurbs, but I’d also like to start writing some longer pieces, maybe with multiple parts? I would love feedback on what you all would be interested in reading.
Everything that is mine and my own original work will be tagged as such. Everything that is not mine will have credit to the creator in my tags as well.
Please, if you would like me to write something, ask and you shall receive! #asktedros #askagatha and #asktagatha are still open.
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When you get to the last page:
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Me after finishing ACOT
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Looking further into this picture, I really like how we can see Agatha and Tedros are (thankfully) still together. Soman you slick bitch, release the book already!
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Does anyone know the release date?
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@askagatha Does reaper skid on the castle floors much? What's the funniest thing that he did?
The first night Tedros and I brought Reaper home, the overwhelmed look on his little face was very obvious. Once he was in the final stages of his adjusting period, he relucatntly began to step out onto the newly polished floors— something I didn’t have the luxury in while in Gavaldon. While he doesn’t skid, I think the funniest thing he’s ever done since arriving in Camelot was when he saw himself in Tedros’ giant mirror. My mother and I didn’t think too much of appearances, so mirrors weren’t in our everyday lives, and when he saw himself for the first time...let’s just say he scared himself for the next few days.
- Queen of Camelot
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How could you?
Unpopular opinion
I don’t like Sophie
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Does anyone know the release date?
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Agatha: *holding Hesters's hand over her stomach so she can feel the baby kick* Sorry this is taking so long, he kicked for everyone else.
Tedros: It’s hard for the little guy to perform under pressure.
Hort: Top ten things Tedros said on his wedding night.
Hester: Woah! It was small, but I think I felt something!
Anadil: Top ten things Agatha said on her wedding night.
Agatha: *laughs*
Tedros: Stop laughing at it, Agatha!
Everyone: Top ten things Tedros said on his wedding night!
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Personal Favourite Agatha and Tedros Dialogue - Book Three.
“That cat is Satan” Tedros hissed, watching Reaper try to climb out of the toilet bowl and slide back down. “And if you knew me, you’d know I hate cats.” “No doubt you like dogs - wet-mouthed simple, and now that I think about it, a lot like you.”
Agatha glared at him, Reaper shivering in her arms. Finally Tedros exhaled, looking ashamed. He stripped off his shirt, spread out his arms, and sat on the bed. “Have at it princess.”
Tedors cocked a grin. “That handsome, am I?” “Even Sophie was more tolerable than you!” Agatha yelled into a pillow. “And she tried to kill me! Twice!”
“Look, it’s best if I do it,” Tedros said, walking faster. “You two seem to have serious connection issues.” “And and you two don’t” Agatha said chasing him. “All you and Sophie ever do is fight-” “Because it always involves you!”
“Agatha, where are-” He saw her on the staircase and flushed two shades redder. “DO YOU WANT ME TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK! I’M SCREAMING LIKE A FOOL, NOT KNOWING IF YOU’RE ALIVE OR DEAD, AND HERE YOU ARE PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK LIKE A CHILD ON A PLAYGROUND, LOOKING LIKE A HOLY BLOODY MESS AND-” Tedros’ face changed. “Agatha,” He whispered, looking very scared. “Why are you bleeding?” Agatha shook her head, tear welling, hyperventilating too fast to talk.
(He’s such a mum, honestly mama Suho vibes.)
“Cinderella?” Said Agatha. “Don’t give me that face,” Cinderella sneered back at her. “For being Camelot’s supposed future queen, you ain’t much to look at yourself.” Her hawkish green eyes shot her down to Agatha’s clumps, “Bet no one want to see those feet in glass slippers.” “Hey now! She’s my princess! Tedros jumped in. “I don’t blame you handsome,” Cinderella smirked, voice smooth as an eel. “Your daddy didn’t have a good taste in girls either.”
“You’re not allowed to take that off,” he whispered. “Not even a ‘good morning’ before you start bossing me around” said Agatha. “Besides, are you tying to give orders to a queen?” “Oh, so today you’re a queen,” Tedros said pulling her closer. “Late bloomer if you haven’t noticed,” said Agatha. “Well, even so…a king is still a king.” “Which means that your queen is beneath you?” “No, only that you should do as you’re told.” “Or what?” Agatha chortled.
“Lift me up,” she nudged Tedros. “What?” “On your shoulders.” Tedros frowned. “Just because you’re wearing a crown doesn’t mean-” “Now.” The prince sighed. “And I thought Sophie was high maintenance.” … “Someone’s whipped.” said Pinocchio. “Finally as tall as his father.” Cinderella groused.
“Not sixteen until tomorrow boy”, piped the wizard, sizing up the young couple. “Besides in time, you’ll have a little rug rat who needs a tutor too.”
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The Entirety of the School for Good and Evil Series
Book 1:
Crushes, friendship, good v. evil. Characters are loveable, and relateable. Absolutely iconic. Ending is adorable.
Book 2:
Female empowerment! Everyone is still loveable in their own little way. Nothing too crazy, just glad the babies are okay.
Book 3:
Tedros, you ignorant slut. Some insanely cute tagatha moments. But book 4 will straighten everything out, right?
Book 4:
Hell fire. Absolute madness and chaos. Tedros proves to be even more of an idiot, and Agatha is just strugglin ™️. Reader is advised to put the book down multiple times to avoid angrily combusting.
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Tedros Likes Bubble Baths (pt 2)
"We're doing something tonight."
"Hm?" Agatha looked up from her book. She was cozily folded in a nook, obvious to the world outside her story.
Tedros sighed, rubbing his temples. "I need a distraction— a quiet distraction from work."
“What work have you done today?” She seemed disinterested. Tedros groaned.
“Are you coming with me or not?” Agatha closed her eyes, thinking for a few moments before standing up and following him to their bathroom. King and Queen suite Agatha thought to herself. Tedros swiftly gathered the water for a bath and began undressing, and Agatha couldn’t help but stare at her husband’s body. “Up.” He intstucted, as he prepared to lift her shirt over her head. She complied and lifted her arms up before shimmying out of her bottoms. Seperatley, they each removed their underwear and carefully squeezed together into the tub. Tedros reaches for some nearby bubble bath solution and dumped an unnecessary amount into the water.
“Tedros!” Agatha laughed as Tedros swirled his hands, coaxing a patch of bubbles to form over the warm water.
“What?” He looked up at her, blue eyes shining with almost child-like innocence. She simply smiled at him before gathering some bubbles on his chin. He did the same to her, and soon they were laughing hysterically at the mass of bubbles on both their faces.
“I love you.” He wiped the bubbles around her mouth off before placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
“I love you too.” She pecked his lips before adding more bubbles to his chin.
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Tedros Likes Bubble Baths (pt 1)
"Don't you look cute," smiled Agatha as Tedros' eyes narrowed and playfully stuck out his tongue "needed some relaxation time, I see."
"Laugh all you want," Tedros rolled his eyes while Agatha giggled at the mountain of bubbles on top of his head "but this is quite relaxing." Tedros eyed his queen who was still in her pajamas "But it would be a lot more fun if you joined me." A cocky smile stretched his lip as he tried to compact as much of himself as possible at one end of the tub to make room for Agatha.
She considered this for a minute, then quickly undressed and plopped in the tub, making a wave of bubbles.
"Tedros!" Agatha screeched nearly falling out of the tub. Her arms covered her chest and her teeth chattered. "That water is freezing!" She hurriedly scooped up a near by towel and dried herself off, not worrying about Tedros pouting because she made a mess of his bubble crown.
When she finished putting her pajamas back on she glared at Tedros who was busying himself with a pile of bubbles.
"I love you." He said sheepishly, wondering how he forgot to tell Agatha he was nursing a sore shoulder, back and left knee from a heated sparing match (Darcy had instructed him to take a luke-warm bath and to not stay in any longer than twenty minutes but he found some bubble bath solution and got carried away. It was an understatement to say he has been in the tub for quite some time).
"I love you too." Agatha kissed his cheek and scurried out of the bathroom with dripping hair.
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*bells in the distance*
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(I changed it up a bit, oopsie) Tedros didn’t want people to know he could play piano. His mother had taught him as a young boy, and when she disappeared he had spent the rest of his life shunning her, and any memories or thoughts of her out of his mind. All she had caused was pain and sadness when she left his father a drunken, whimpering mess. He put all of that rage and sadness into chords and played until his finger cramped up. Being away at school, he didn’t have time (or any interest really) to get back to it. However, today was different. His mother and Lancelot were coming to visit. Tedros and Agatha stayed casual for their arrival. It was his family, and he knew Genevieve wouldn’t want him to go to extremes for her. She was a simple woman and that’s what Tedros was learning to love about her. There wasn’t an elaborate personality he had to decode. And so he played. He played with his eyes closed. He played loudly, pressing hard on the keys, and he played softly, barely touching them. He played for the nights without a mother and more so without a father. He played for Agatha, the love of his life. He played for Sophie, and all the encounters she had put him through. He played for his father and Lancelot. And he played for the magical moments he had lived.
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Tedros was taught to play piano when he was little and practised after his family had left/died/abandoned him, so sometimes he plays for Agatha
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