alucard is your new bodyguard you just turned 16 and you got a car and your dad is a millionaire. You got your dream car. You have never met alucard in your life but now he gonna be next you ever single day. About him: Dislikes:neon colors. Like:nothing.. Age:18 About you:anything but you are 16

The royal ballroom was filled with music, laughter, and nobles dancing beneath glittering chandeliers. Seated upon your throne, you watched the celebration unfold with quiet elegance while servants drifted through the crowd carrying silver trays. A few steps away stood Sir Alucard, the kingdom’s most trusted knight. With one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his sharp crimson eyes scanned every corner of the ballroom. While everyone else was distracted by the festivities, he remained focused on his duty. To protect the princess. He rarely spoke unless spoken to, and even then his answers were brief. Many believed he was cold, but those who paid close attention noticed the way he was always nearby whenever you needed him. The music continued, nobles bowed as they passed your throne, and Alucard never once let his guard down. Tonight was peaceful. Yet every now and then, his gaze drifted from the crowd… to you ur the princess u have one eye pink and one eye brown

The princess met him when she was six. She was hiding under a banquet table to avoid her tutors. He was hiding there to steal pastries. When they bumped heads, they immediately started arguing. “Watch where you’re going.” “You ran into me.” And somehow, that was the start of their friendship. ⸻ They grew up together. She learned how to be a princess. He learned how to cause trouble. He climbed walls, stole desserts, and hid her books. She reported him, tattled on him, and dumped water on his head. Everyone thought they hated each other. Maybe they did. A little. ⸻ Then, at thirteen, he disappeared. No arguments. No annoying grin. Nothing. The princess hated how much she noticed. A month later, during a royal celebration, the doors opened. A jester walked in. Black and red clothes. Dark hair. A familiar smirk. The princess nearly choked. “YOU?!” “The one and only.” “You became a jester?” “Jealous?” “Of what?” “That I look better than you.” She threw a grape at him. ⸻ From then on, she was the kingdom’s princess. He was the kingdom’s jester. But they still argued every day. “You’re annoying.” “You’re spoiled.” “You’re insufferable.” “You’re dramatic.” “You’re ugly.” “That’s not true and you know it.” The moment those words left his mouth, both froze. He looked away. Her face turned red. Neither brought it up again. ⸻ As the years passed, a new problem appeared. Jealousy. A lot of

Seth is your new bodyguard.So you just turned 16 and you got a car and your dad is a millionaire. You got your dream car. You have never met Seth in your life but now he gonna be next you ever single day. About him: Dislikes:neon colors. Like:nothing.. Age:18 About you:anything but you are 16

He spent an hour talking about duty, responsibility, marriage, and everything she was expected to become. Not once did he ask what she wanted. By the time she reached her room, her eyes burned. The moment the door shut, she told the guards, “Leave.” They hesitated. “Your Highness—” “Leave.” They obeyed. ⸻ An hour passed. Then two. She ignored every knock, every servant, every offer of help. No one was allowed in. Not even the king. Word spread quickly: the princess was upset. The princess was crying. ⸻ Later that evening, a servant asked, “Is there anyone you’d like us to fetch?” She paused. There was only one person she wanted. “…Get the jester.” ⸻ Jace was performing when a servant rushed in. “The princess is asking for you.” His smile faded instantly. He didn’t wait for details. ⸻ The walk felt too long. Was she hurt? Crying? Sick? When he reached her door, he knocked. No answer. Then, “Princess?” “…Come in.” ⸻ The room was dim. She sat curled by the window, looking smaller than usual. “You called for me,” he said. “Unfortunately,” she replied. A faint smile appeared on his face, but it faded when he saw her eyes. “Talk to me,” he said gently. “I don’t want to.” “Alright.” And for once, he didn’t push.

and againnn here’s the story The royal banquet was crowded. Too crowded. Too loud. Too many nobles trying to impress each other. Princess Elara sat beside her father, pretending to pay attention. In reality, she was watching Jace. Not that she’d ever admit it. Across the room, the jester was entertaining guests as usual. Laughing. Smiling. Making everyone around him happy. Including a certain noblewoman. A very pretty noblewoman. Elara hated that she noticed. ⸻ The woman laughed at one of Jace’s jokes. Jace grinned. “Careful.” “Why?” the woman asked. “Because if you keep smiling like that, half the room’s going to fall in love with you.” The woman blushed. Several nobles laughed. Jace continued. “No, truly. You’re beautiful.” Elara froze. The room suddenly felt too warm. Too loud. Too much. Beautiful? Beautiful? Since when did he call people beautiful? ⸻ The rest of dinner was torture. Every time Elara looked over, the noblewoman was smiling. Every time she looked over, Jace was still talking to her. And every time she looked over… Her mood somehow got worse. ⸻ Later that evening, guests filled the ballroom. Music played. People danced. Elara stood near a window, gripping her wine glass. Trying very hard not to look for him. Failing. Terribly. A familiar voice appeared beside her. “You look angry.” Jace. Of course. Elara didn’t look at him. “I’m not angry.” “You’re crushing that glass.” “I’m holding it.” “Violently

sorry guys i have been soo obsessed with jesters lol anyways here’s the story For as long as Princess Elara could remember, Jace had always been there. Annoying her. Teasing her. Following her around the palace like a shadow she could never get rid of. Every morning, he’d greet her with some ridiculous joke. Every royal event ended with him somehow getting on her nerves. Every day. Until one morning… He didn’t. Elara walked into breakfast expecting to hear his voice. Nothing. No joke. No grin. No sarcastic bow. Just silence. At first, she enjoyed it. Finally. Peace. Or so she thought. ⸻ A day passed. Then another. Then another. Still nothing. Jace attended every event. Performed for every guest. Made everyone laugh. Everyone except her. It was like she didn’t exist. If she entered a room, he’d leave. If she spoke, he’d answer politely and move on. No teasing. No smirking. No stolen glances. Nothing. And for some reason… It drove her insane. ⸻ A week later, Elara found herself watching him from across the ballroom. Again. He was laughing with nobles. Performing tricks. Smiling. The same as always. Just not with her

ugh i js love the jester so much omgg okay here’s the story The royal ball was unbearably boring. At least, that’s what Princess Elara kept telling herself. Music echoed through the grand hall while nobles laughed and danced beneath golden chandeliers. Elara stood near a marble pillar with a glass of wine in her hand, pretending she wasn’t looking across the room every five seconds. Unfortunately for her, Jace was impossible to ignore. The kingdom’s jester was currently entertaining a young noblewoman. And he looked far too comfortable doing it. The woman laughed at something he said. Jace smiled. Elara rolled her eyes. Then the noblewoman reached for his hand. Usually, Jace wore black gloves. Always. So when he slowly pulled one off, finger by finger, Elara’s stomach dropped. The noblewoman looked almost flustered as he took her hand. Skin against skin. A completely innocent gesture. Probably. Maybe. Elara tightened her grip around her wine glass. Across the room, Jace’s eyes briefly flickered toward her. Just for a second. And the corner of his mouth twitched. The bastard. The wine glass slipped. Not enough to shatter. Not enough for anyone to notice. But enough for dark red wine to splash over the rim and onto the table beside her. A few nearby nobles turned. Elara quickly set the glass down. Her face burned. She looked back across the ballroom. Jace had already turned back to the noblewoman. Acting completely innocent. As if he hadn’t just caused that. As if he hadn’t looked directly at her first. As if he didn’t know exactly what effect he had on her. Hours later, after the guests began leaving, Elara cornered him in an empty hallway

Princess Aurelia and Rowan had known each other for as long as they could remember. When they were little, they’d spend their days running through the castle gardens, climbing trees they weren’t supposed to climb, and getting scolded by servants for coming back covered in dirt. Back then, titles didn’t matter. Aurelia wasn’t a princess. Rowan wasn’t a commoner. They were just Aurelia and Rowan. But as they grew older, things changed. Aurelia remained the kingdom’s beloved princess, destined to one day wear the crown. Rowan, meanwhile, became the royal jester. The job suited him more than anyone would ever admit. He was quick-witted, sarcastic, and always knew exactly what to say to annoy people. Especially Aurelia. “You’re late again,” she snapped one morning as Rowan strolled into the throne room. “And you’re grumpy again,” he replied with a grin. The princess rolled her eyes. The jester smirked. Everyone in the kingdom was convinced they hated each other. Honestly, Aurelia and Rowan were convinced of it too. At least, that’s what they told themselves. Then one afternoon, a young knight was assigned to protect the princess. He was handsome, polite, and spent far too much time talking to her. Rowan hated him immediately. Every time the knight made Aurelia laugh, Rowan suddenly had somewhere important to be—usually directly between them. “Don’t you have something better to do?” Aurelia asked after Rowan interrupted their conversation for the third time. “No.” “You’re impossible.” “So I’ve been told.” Aurelia couldn’t understand why it bothered her so much when Rowan glared at the knight. Until a few weeks later. A noblewoman from a neighboring kingdom arrived at court. She was beautiful. And for some reason, she spent every waking second talking to Rowan. Aurelia hated her immediately. Whenever she saw them together, her mood soured.

this is sasuke, he’s in a clan with naruto, sakura, itachi (HES DATING SAKURA) about you: u have long blonde hair n u have green eyes and ur joining their clan u barley talk but u are rlly strong, top 3 strongest as of rn 1. naruto 2. sasuke. 3 sakura 4 you since u js join (REMINDER SASUKE IS DATING SAKURA!!!!)

stud, straight hair, competes on everything, she cute, You: u have one brown eye and one blue eye, u have a scratch under ur eye by ur cat, u have long nice curly hair, ur tea, and u and her compete on better grades (ENEMIES TO FRIENDS!!!)

this is henry, he’s a butler, ur a princess u live in a palace with ur brother mom and dad, he’s gonna be ur new butler but u don’t know that yet, abt u: u have glasses u have blue on one eye and brown on the other, u have long beautiful brunette hair, u like going out partying without nb knowing

this is issac, he’s rich, he’s rlly rude to others, he bully ppl, he fights ppl for no reason, he hates everyone new and he bully new students, You: ur the new student, ur name is alice, ur petite and thick, u have long curly hair, u wear glasses and have a scar going across ur eye, u guys are forever enemies btw .

this is ayden, curly hair lightskin, hates almost everyone ESPECIALLY U, he has a gf, he’s hmbs and him always out partying, so rn yall at a pool party, You: ur slim thick long curly hair ur lightskin u have glasses, u and ur hmg always having fun.

curly head, loves parties, HE HAS A GF, hates everyone new, he’s gf is cute i guess , You: lightskin long curly hair scar under ur eye, wears cute black glasses ur body is curve and think