#devil may dry

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)? 

Ooooooh boy. This is hard to answer. I do love the tropes that can give me “an excuse” for writing spicy fics, though. Following that, I suppose I’m very into what technically is called “interspecies romance”? Are devils a different species or a different race? idk, there’s a lot of tropes out there, and I like a good handful of them. And I’m going to just come out and say it, but anything that goes good with a breeding kink is a good trope for me, haha.

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

I am writing on whatever platform that I can get my hands on when the inspiration strikes. With Google Docs, if I’m not on my computer, then I’m writing on my phone or my iPad. That said, because I get to write so damn much, I’ve stopped trying to look for a beta. It’s too much to ask someone to beta for free. So I always have to give myself a day to beta my own stuff and really hope my writing is up to par. And all of that aside... phew, I write fast and I write a lot, and that’s all in between full time work days where I’m gone for ten hours a day. It’s a dedication, to still find time to write, that’s for sure.

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

These are always the damn hardest for me to choose from, haha. I’m feeling a little Dante x Lady tonight, so let’s go with this:

“You have to say something.” Trish said as she watched Lady knock back another drink at the bar in the corner of the Devil May Cry office. “You’re reacting too badly to keep this bottled inside, and even I can tell.”

“He left the deed with Morrison.” Lady hiccupped.

“I know.” Trish nodded.

“He’s never done that before. He didn’t plan on coming back!” She wailed.

“I know how it looks.” Trish tried to reach for the vodka bottle, though Lady pulled it out of the way from her reach. Trish could easily wrestle it from her, but she didn’t, for now.

“And at this point, he probably still won’t be coming back! Morrison pretty much hinted that after a certain time, the deed would go to Nero. Nero deserves it, but not like this… not like this!”

“You really should be lamenting these feelings to Dante, and not to me.”

“He’s not here to hear them!”