Hello again! Hope the spring has been pleasant for you 🌷
With this update we're continuing the pilgrimage, which is turning out more dangerous than even the Crown and their companions anticipated:
The Crown will be revisiting an old place they had forgotten about, and learn more about the scars left on the land from the reigns of Crowns past
Whether you brought the water spirits with you or whether Eshkar is also there or not will give you additional variations and, depending on one choice you make this chapter, may lead to someone getting hurt
There will be more lore on the religious practices of Arsur, and an opportunity to customize your Crown's religious beliefs as well
A dangerous encounter shakes things up this chapter--is it a test of the spirits, or just bad luck? Either way, how your Crown handles this situation will not go unnoticed!
And last but not least, romance scenes with your chosen love interest, though the tone of these will be quite different considering the previous encounter...
Thank you for all your patience and support, I hope you enjoy the new chapter as summer approaches 💖
For those that are unfamiliar with the game
A Tale of Crowns is a high fantasy romance story, told in the form of a text-based interactive novel with choice mechanics. The setting is inspired by Kurdish culture as well as other historical settings in the Middle East such as Ancient Persia, but it also draws heavily from other cultures and countries in the region.
Your character is native to Arsur, a vast empire overseen by a single ruler known as the Crown. Unlike traditional monarchies, however, the title is not inherited through blood. Whenever the Crown dies, their famed golden eyes pass on to the one chosen by the Spirits of this world to be the new Crown. In this story, your MC takes on that role.
There are four different love interests to choose from, whose genders will be customized to suit the preferences of your Crown. You can find more info about them on the blog page!
Also note that this current version of the game is safe for those 16 years and older.
Like the premise so far? Play it and give it a try! The entire game is free!
If you enjoyed the game, please reblog! Share it with your friends! Recognition and reader interaction is just about the only thing I get in return for creating it ❤️
Transformers Spellbound AU: Blurr And Shockwave Snippets - Spector_Author
So, literally out of nowhere the image of fairy Blurr with a music box grabs me and forces me to write a brand new chapter. The ghost got possessed XD
Ah well. Enjoy!
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Shockwave trudged up the steps to his room, one after the other after the other after the other…
Whose idea was it to put all the student dorms at the top of every single tower?
He sighed as his wing brushed a tapestry on the wall and pushed it askew, it swung back into place in a puff of dust. He climbs more steps. It was tempting to stop and quick cast a spell to clean up the dust, if only for the sake of the cleaning sprites, but…
Shockwave forced himself up more steps. Frag that.
It had been such a long day studying, writing notes, and practicing spells. Jhiaxus was a taskmaster when he wanted to be, making you repeat spells over and over again, forcing the pronunciation to perfection. Which was fair, because a spell said wrong could clean a floor but take you feet with it too. But when it gets to the point where your jaw is aching and you can see you hand shaking from rewriting and going through the motions of the spell, it’s a bit much. By the time Jhiaxus had relented and let them go to lunch, even Sentinel had been wobbling on his feet. And that was only the first half of the day.
More steps, Shockwave groaned quietly, why so many steps?
He let his wings droop. Right. He’d asked for the extra high room for the privacy, oh his hubris.
It was a godsend right from the depths of the planet when his door swung open before him, spell reading his spark signature and welcoming him home. Shockwave let his bag drop to the floor as his feet dragged, probably putting light scrapes into the floor. He didn’t care. He had one destination right now: bed. Comfy, comfy, soft wonderful bed.
“Blurr?” He called, half out of habit and half out of his mind. “You here?”
No answer, but that wasn’t unusual. He wasn’t fool enough to ask where the fairy went during the day. And any other day when his armour didn’t feel like it was made of the densest osmium, he’d go do a light scrying to find Blurr, but today…
Shockwave was asleep before his helm hit the pillows.
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Notes…
In blackness there was… music?
Shockwave mumbled and swam in the nothing of dreams. Where?
The music was pretty. Soft but lyrical, he could almost hear the words, dramatic but still soothing. It was a strange tune, one he’d heard before… somewhere. He tried to find it without seeing, reaching out with hands made of nothing but strings of half made thoughts.
Slowly, the music surrounded him as he surfaced from sleep.
In the darkness of his room, his optics slowly lit up.
The music was still there, but fainter somehow, just on the edge of his senses. If he moved, just the rustling of his wings might break the- Hmm, break the silence or break the spell? Shockwave shelved that thought for later because as the music played something was moving on his desk. And it had his attention now.
Ages ago, he’d received a music box. The where didn’t matter at present, but the box had sat on his desk since. Untouched and unplayed. It was broken which was why, a bit forgotten under the weight of studying. Shockwave had wanted to repair it one day, it seemed wrong to let such workmanship go to waste. He hadn’t been able to find books on how to repair the gears that rotated the song cylinder, but the other gears worked.
The music hummed through the room softly as the figurine in the opened music box turned.
Half-heard words rose with the melody as the other tiny figure on the box took the stiffly offered hand turned with it, shimmering wings flashing in the moonlight as they twirled. Blurr was elegant as he twirled around and round, delicate and sharp.
Shockwave watched as he dipped and rose, legs smoothly moving around the music box figurine. The music floated around the room in smoky ropes as the two danced, almost tangible in how Blurr grabbed at it to wrap it around his dance partner.
The low notes settled around the figurines neck and Shockwave could swear he felt the weight around his own neck, pulling him closer. Tighter. Forward. He should-
It was only the tightest of grips of his restraint that kept him back. He wanted- He wanted to offer to be Blurrs dance partner, be the one instead of a stiff statue that held those sharply beautiful hands, be the one that wrapped an arm around a trim waist, perfectly supporting as they dipped in time with the music. Be the one to swirl the fairy around the room, watching those shimmering blue wings sway elegantly. Bring a chassis close to his and feel the heat of another living being close, gently press foreheads together as the music winds around-
The music box stuttered, the ethereal notes stuttering with it.
Shockwave blinked.
Oh. Oh!
Even from the bed he could see the tiny scowl that Blurr shot at the box. Shockwave quickly offlined his optics and pretended to shift in his sleep, rolling over to face the other wall as fuel rushed to his helm to aid him in completely overthinking. Nothing good ever came from spying on the fae, Jhiaxus had lectured that in so many lessons it was a school joke, only a fool would think he could get away with the upper hand from spying on the fae. And Blurr had not invited Shockwave to watch him, so it would be rude to continue watching, and it was not good to be rude to fae. That was about rule one- Okay, rule two actually. Rule one was never bring them home. Well, he’d broken that one pretty hard. Blurr had made himself quite at home in Shockwave’s room and his life. And he’d looked so wonderful dancing in the moonlight-
Something creaked in the room, cutting off Shockwave thoughts. He was still blushing from the rush of fuel to his processor. What had that been?
Ah, the music had stopped… No it was softer now… barely there…
He had to concentrate to listen to it. He’d have to go ask around to find the song, maybe Orion knew some musicians he could ask? He’d know the song if he could memorize it now….
Shockwave’s blush was still there as he drifted back sleep, lulled by a melody that wasn’t there.
Pulled into recharge by the barest threads of magic, dreaming dreamless dreams.
He didn’t feel it when the soft brush of a hand gently caressed his cheek.
He couldn’t see the sly but soft smile in the darkness.
He didn’t feel the optics studying his face.
Blurr hummed softy. “Cute~”
And Shockwave didn’t register the blanket being pulled over his frame, tucked up just under his wings. Or the dip in the bed as Blurr laid down beside him, shimmering wings hanging over the edge. The moonlight falling on both of them through the window. There was a soft hiss as the curtain pulled itself over the window, putting the room into even more darkness.
“There,” Blurr said quietly. “No one peeping on us…” His smile grew wider as he looked at Shockwaves sleeping face. “…Hope you enjoyed the show~”
It's here! (Do you like the new cover??) After nine months, the chapter has finally come. This one took me a long time. I outlined and re-outlined and outline some more. There's something Sisyphean about writing an IF and there were long stretches where it felt like the end was never coming.
This was definitely a set-up chapter aka it sets up a lot for chapter 5 and beyond when it comes to the routes and upcoming dramaaaa so I'm excited to see everyone's theories and thoughts on all of the breadcrumbs I drop in this one. I'm really thankful that I worked on Chapter 5 alongside of Chapter 4 because that means Chapter 5 won't take so long to come out! I'm excited for that yippeee!
One thing to note: I usually leave the lyric options to the end but I couldn't come up with them this chapter. At all. Like for over a month I just couldn't. I am cashing in my "this is a wip" card and forcing a type-in. (It'll be fixed in chapter 5).
A change to note: Attached/Detached are no longer change options but they are now variables and in the stat page. As well as being negative/positive. It didn't make much sense to have the second one because jaded/ambitious does that job and I wanted the attached/detached markers to fluctuate for future story reasons.
There are new stats:
Castmate/Competitor ✮
Approachable/Aloof ✮
Leader/Member ✮
Camaraderie ✮
Born Star ✮
I wanted to focus on the celebrity/famous/botb/band part of it because those stats feel meaningful and important compared to generic personality stats. Some have been taken out but not completely. They are still being measured in the background for flavor text. Stats like Loved and Born Star don't change as often as they are dependent on the changes of invisible stats. They will make more sense in the future chapters !
PLAY HERE
If there are any errors (especially with the jumping to chapter page because its my first time doing that and there are a lot of choices) please let me know!
This new chapter is 50k words, bringing the grand total to 185k.
There are a few scenes that run long with little opportunities for choice. In those instances, I tried to factor in your previous choices as much as possible. In fact, this whole chapter has variables firing left and right, lol. I think it’ll be a fun experience for those of you with multiple playthroughs. 😁
Without further ado… go forth and enjoy, my lovelies!
First, a happy update: I’m done with writing chapter 8 and I'm getting started on the editing!
This chapter update stands at ~57k words (with code), and features:
Returning to Cargill after the National Doubles tournament (including spending the night with G or having breakfast with Rayyan if you’ve unlocked those scenes)
A freshman hang-out session with Max and Blake
Spending time with G preparing for the photography exhibition
Meeting your mother 👀—not once but twice?? (If you so choose)
Thanksgiving break 🦃—including:
Having dinner with Sam and his/her family
Sleeping over and possibly revealing that you’re together
Playing a friendly game with Sam at the neighborhood courts 🎾where you’d grown to love the game
Playing a lord-of-the-rings board game with Sam and finally unlocking the Samwise Gamgee nickname 🧙♂️
Calling Rayyan, G, Tobin, or your mother (if you’ve unlocked those scenes) and learning about how they’re spending their thanksgiving
Bond with your father, and/or spend time writing papers and preparing for finals
Reaping the consequences of your choices over thanksgiving break 🔥 (will you manage to submit all your papers in time? Or will you get benched for the last match of the season…?)
Chapter release dates
Early release (less polished): May 6
Early release (more polished): May 15
Public release: May 29 or earlier
Beta-tester slots
I have about 3 open beta-tester slots for CT:OS! If you:
Are interested in giving the full game a thorough play-through, particularly the later chapters
Are prepared to try out different branches/routes
Want to provide detailed thoughts, feedback, and suggestions (e.g. continuity, various moments that could be improved etc.) (preferably not just bugs/typos)
And would be available to do all of the above in the next week or so (in preparation for the update)
Do reach out to me either by Tumblr DM or by email ([email protected]), I would be very grateful for all the help I can get! :)
P.S. If you have a bug/feature that you desperately want to be implemented that I haven't gotten around to yet, feel free to submit an ask/drop me a DM and I'll consider doing so in this update! I'm also combing through previous asks to make sure I catch some of the stuff, but apologize in advance if I don't make it to something you've pointed out previously!
Update: I'm going to launch the upcoming chapter of the Merry Crisis text-based version (for supporters) and the Visual Novel demo on the same weekend :)
First off, do follow the studio on its brand-new instagram account!
Chapter 5: The Dream* is currently being beta-tested / edited, and will be released...
6 Dec early-release (Patreon/Ko-fi) — Edited
13 Dec public
Note: This version will include edits that had to be made for continuity and branching later on.
This will be the last update in choicescript, after which I will either be moving to twine or ink* early next year. This is because the company's T&Cs state that the choicescript language cannot be used alongside a game in a similar format e.g. visual novels
Trailer and steam page will be out: 28 Nov or earlier
Demo will be out on steam: 5 Dec
Do wishlist the Visual Novel, I'd be so very happy for the support—even if you're still on the fence about it, any momentum I'm able to build up for the visual novel would definitely help the overall financials (and possible funding) for myself/the studio, and for working on the text-based version/other games e.g. CT:OS, since I'll be publishing both!
Mafia! Bang Chan x Reader
Synopsis: You tried to run, he caught you. He apologized. What now?
Warnings: Vulnerability? SMUT in future parts!
A/N: Next part will be longer! Comment to be tagged in future parts!
This is for entertainment purposes only!!
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Chapter 7
“I know it doesn’t mean much, but I swear, I will never lay another finger on you again.” he whispers in your ear. He presses a light kiss to your cheek.
“Y/n, I mean it,” he says quietly and you nod slowly.
“Can I just go back to my room then?” You whisper, voice still unsure. He hesitates. Chan wants to show you he’s serious. He smiles before pulling his face up to look at you.
“What if we went out? I know a secluded part at the beach. Just us. As long as you don’t run again.”
You look at him and you can see the genuineness in his eyes, he does want to make up for scaring you. But you’re still cautious.
“I don’t have a bathing suit.”
“Then we’ll just have to fix that,” he smirks and presses a soft kiss to your jaw.
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The boutique is beautiful, swimsuits of all kinds, coverups and even sandals. It’s got a coastal theme, whites, blues and tans with wood accents. The woman at the cash register smiles at Chan as you walk inside.
“Go ahead baby, get whatever you want.” He whispers in your ear, a rare smile that reaches his eyes shows up on his face. Chan has found that doing this for you makes him feel good. It makes him want to spoil you more.
To keep you.
You find a suit that’s entirely your style, but you pick up two different colors looking between them with furrowed brows.
“What is it, Dragonfly?”
“I don’t know which one.” An adorable frown presents itself on your face as you look between them again and again.
“So get both.”
Your head snaps up with raised brows, “Really?”
He nods with a soft smile, “Let’s get you some sandals too.”
He’s walking over to the sandals before you can utter another word. He picks out multiple pairs, showing them to you, letting you pick out the ones you want.
The woman at the cash register comes over.
“Oh these are very popular!” She smiles at Chan, not giving you a second glance as her hand caresses his arm. You arch a brow, a twinge of anger rising in you.
Chan plays nice and has her hold the suits and shoes at the counter.
“So, Chan, you never got back to me about the dinner plans I mentioned weeks ago.” Her voice is a little strained. You pick out a couple beach towels from a rack, having heard her voice before coming back over.
“Right, dinner. I’m a busy man-”
“I understand,” she interrupts, “I’m patient. What about Saturday night?” She smiles at you as she starts to ring up your things.
“You’re having dinner with her? Chan, that's so sweet,” you say sarcastically, “Charity work is always important,” your give her a plastic smile as she does her job. Meanwhile the woman’s face turns red as Chan suppresses a laugh. She rings up the items and Chan just places his black card on the counter. She runs the card and hands you your bags, suddenly extremely quiet.
“Thank you, please come again.” Her confidence is now lower, her tone more shy, professional.
“Thank you,” you smile bright and proud. The two of you walk out of the store and you feel a surge of confidence. The bags are put in the trunk of the car before you get in.
The drive to the beach starts off slow, neither of you speaking while the radio plays just barely cutting off the silence.
“Jealousy is an… interesting color on you,” you can hear the smirk in his voice and when you look over, his index finger is over his lips, concealing it as he leans his elbow on the car door.
“Jealousy?” You keep your voice innocent.
“My ‘charity work’, I believe you called it.” His brow raises but he doesn’t take his eyes off the road as he turns into a parking lot. Without another word he gets out, holds up one of the suits and sandals.
“Go ahead and change. I’ll meet you back here.” He directs you to a changing station and you change into the swim suit. When you come back you nearly let your jaw drop.
His abs are on full display, he’s more ripped than previously thought. He’s wearing swim trunks and grabbing the beach towels, and a large blanket. He turns to see you and he pauses, eyes trailing your form.
“Fuck,” he breathes as you approach. You blush and look down, slightly embarrassed.
“I can change…”
“Don’t you dare,” he says, voice dripping with arousal, but he doesn’t push anything. Just shuts the trunk and guides you down to a secluded little area, just above where the ocean reaches.
“It’s gorgeous out here,” you say as you watch the sun lower in the sky, painting the scene around you in an orangey pink.
“Yeah, this place has been a bit a sanctuary for me. Especially at night,” he says with a sense of longing.
“Sophia brought me to a beach once... it was one of the best days of my life," he comments softly.
A silence befalls you two as the sounds of the ocean create a white noise in the background.
“My whole life I’ve been alone, y/n. Sophia was the only one who ever made me feel like I wasn’t. And then she introduced me to your brother… When I found out he was spared, I was thankful, because I knew I lost a sister… but at least I hadn’t lost a brother. Or so I thought. Then he left and I… I was convinced I was once again alone.” The whole time he speaks his gaze is on the ocean waters, glittering in the fading sun.
“Chan, I’m so sorry…” you trail off and put a hand on his shoulder blade. Being alone was something you understood quite well. This man was supposed to be a monster. Dangerous. And yet all you see is someone broken.
“I’m here,” you offered quietly. He nods with a half smile.
“Yeah, you almost weren’t though, thanks to my temper…” he looks down before facing you, “Y/n… my sweet Dragonfly, I am so sorry,” he whispers, a hand on your cheek.
“I never meant to scare you, I swear I’ll never lay another hand on you again,” he repeats genuinely. For a moment he looks at you, something in his eyes that’s genuine, but you can’t tell what it is.
“In fact… to prove it, you can leave…” he says quietly and drops his hand, heat fleeing from your cheek.
“What..?”
“I’ll let you walk away right now, drive you anywhere you want to go. Just tell me now.”
