The average play-through is about ~1,000 words and is Harlow's POV following the wails they saw of MC's death. The fully coded version now that I can actually get it uploaded lol!
Let me know what you guys think đź–¤
Password: HARLOWPREGAME
2024-04-11 12:01:44 +0000 UTC View Post
It's officially here! Thank you guys once more for your patience and I hope you all enjoy it.
In this chapter, you'll...
✨Deal with the aftermath...
✨Cope with a lot of new and generational trauma!
✨Meet an unhinged goddess...
✨And try and figure out how she knows your dad.
✨Oh, and there's another mysterious figure! This time at an inn.
Pa...
2024-04-01 04:23:13 +0000 UTC View PostThat interactive fiction I mentioned I’ve had for a bit but never really wanted to post?
I’m posting it. Here on Patreon at first, just to see the reception. Since it’s hella old, I updated the UI and mechanics but it should be good to go now.
It’e called Faewild, and it takes place in a medieval-adjacent world with two realms; the Human Lands and the Faewild. The Faewild itself is broken down into two main groups. The Folk of the Skies, or the Celestial Fae, who are also ...
2024-03-10 16:01:18 +0000 UTC View PostThe revised poll, because I messed up the choices last time đź’€
Also, Steph is already drawing Elis (and Luis!) so that’s why they aren’t on here.
2024-03-10 15:49:03 +0000 UTC View Post
The average play-through is about ~1,000 words and is Viktor's POV of the day he and his mom picked you up from the Riveras after you were kicked out.
Also has a surprise Taisiya POV!
Let me know what you guys think đź–¤
Password: VIKPREGAME
2024-02-26 08:42:01 +0000 UTC View PostLuis looks in the mirror, takes in the bags beneath his eyes and the limp mess of hair on his head. He looks good, objectively; the stylists hired my the Riveras wouldn’t allow anything else.
Still, he feels empty. Like a shell of himself. Even the smooth silk of his dress shirt makes his back sting, and the tie around his neck feels more like a noose. These are his last few hours as Luis Barrera. Soon he will take his wife-to-be’s family name, and Rivera will be a brand he wears un...
2024-02-26 00:30:58 +0000 UTC View Post
“Just trust me,” Lucia whispers to you, leading you by the hand down one of the paths around campus.
Of course you trust her. It’s Lucia. You two haven’t been through all the shit you have for you not to trust er. Still, under nightfall, the shadows of the trees seem to jump out as you pass. You squeeze Lucia’s hand a little tighter, moving closer to her as you both keep go...
2024-02-25 00:53:30 +0000 UTC View Post
“Just trust me,” Lucien whispers to you, leading you by the hand down one of the paths around campus.
Of course you trust him. It’s Lucien. You two haven’t been through all the shit you have for you not to trust him. Still, under nightfall, the shadows of the trees seem to jump out as you pass. You squeeze Lucien’s hand a little tighter, moving closer to him as you both keep going. 2024-02-25 00:32:34 +0000 UTC View Post
Some people would think that cooking dinner for one on Valentine’s Day is depressing and lonely. Those people have clearly never experienced having a phantasmal mental roommate that loves to pop out and commentate simple tasks.
“I think I liked pasta,” Wraith says, watching you heat the water to a boil, “Not with cheese, though. Tomatoes sound right.”
“You didn’t ...
2024-02-23 20:27:27 +0000 UTC View Post
Some people would think that cooking dinner for one on Valentine’s Day is depressing and lonely. Those people have clearly never experienced having a phantasmal mental roommate that loves to pop out and commentate simple tasks.
“I think I liked pasta,” Wraith says, watching you heat the water to a boil, “Not with cheese, though. Tomatoes sound better.”
“You didn’t...
2024-02-23 04:38:46 +0000 UTC View Post
The shadows in the room thicken and part, opening like a doorway for Araselis to step through. They look grand as ever; black robes drape over their limbs, flowing as they enter the room. The low light catches on their golden jewelry, drawing your attention to the sprawling tattoos that cover their shoulders and trail up their neck.
“What exactly are you doing?” They tilt their h...
2024-02-16 05:24:40 +0000 UTC View Post
“I’m a great baker!” Theo defends herself, ignoring the flour scattered all over the counter and floor and herself.
Oh, and you. You’re pretty sure it’s in your hair.
“You almost used salt instead of sugar,” You point out.
“That’s what you’re here for,” She says, dusting her hands off unsuccessfully, “To keep me from making little mistakes like tha...
2024-02-16 01:38:02 +0000 UTC View Post
“I’m a great baker!” Theo defends himself, ignoring the flour scattered all over the counter and floor and himself.
Oh, and you. You’re pretty sure it’s in your hair.
“You almost used salt instead of sugar,” You point out.
“That’s what you’re here for,” He says, dusting his hands off unsuccessfully, “To keep me from making little mistakes like that.”
...
2024-02-15 04:10:35 +0000 UTC View Post
When you open the door, he’s standing there with a bouquet of daffodils and roses in a nice, funky patterned button down. His smile is brighter than the colorful blooms he holds, the faintest flush staining the tips of his ears a light pink.
“There you are,” You grin, leaning again the door frame.
“Here I am. Happy Valentine’s Day. Roses are cliche in my opinion, but ...
2024-02-15 03:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostMikhail slips into their bedroom quietly as the first rays of light shine through the curtains. The house is quiet; the kids are off to school, and his wife is under the impression that he should be as well.
He took the day off, though, and drove all morning to get home. He stopped only at a florist and a bakery along the way.
Kneeling by the bed, he admires the way the light hits her skin, her hair fanning out around her in a flaming halo. She looks like something from a myth, a ...
2024-02-14 11:17:44 +0000 UTC View PostTheo had watched you shoulder a lot of weight for a long time. Being the Chosen One, you constantly had eyes on you, watching your every move. Then that mess with the Phantom…
You had been treated like a disgrace for letting the criminal escape. As if you’d actively chosen to do it, as if you’d sat back and said your polite goodbyes to the lunatic. No, the sorcerer nearly a decade your senior had blasted you back with a gale of wind, throwing your body to the ground yards away. Yo...
2024-02-14 03:36:05 +0000 UTC View PostTheo had watched you shoulder a lot of weight for a long time. Being the Chosen One, you constantly had eyes on you, watching your every move. Then that mess with the Phantom…
You had been treated like a disgrace for letting the criminal escape. As if you’d actively chosen to do it, as if you’d sat back and said your polite goodbyes to the lunatic. No, the sorcerer nearly a decade your senior had blasted you back with a gale of wind, throwing your body to the ground yards away. Yo...
2024-02-14 03:32:03 +0000 UTC View PostWatching the way they all turned on you at the drop of a hat, the way the golden child had been condemned so quickly…
You had been perched on a pedestal only to be knocked off and shatter in pieces on the ground. It made Cameron sick to their stomach.
They have so much to regret, it all feels like poison on their tongue. The ashes of their home, the guilt of watching you fall apart, the sting of lightning they can still feel race up and down their arms…
It’s all too mu...
2024-02-13 19:10:26 +0000 UTC View PostWatching the way they all turned on you at the drop of a hat, the way the golden child had been condemned so quickly…
You had been perched on a pedestal only to be knocked off and shatter in pieces on the ground. It made Cameron sick to her stomach.
She has so much to regret, it all feels like poison on her tongue. The ashes of her home, the guilt of watching you fall apart, the sting of lightning she can still feel race up and down her arms…
It’s all too much. Most da...
2024-02-13 16:44:31 +0000 UTC View PostWatching the way they all turned on you at the drop of a hat, the way the golden child had been condemned so quickly…
You had been perched on a pedestal only to be knocked off and shatter in pieces on the ground. It made Cameron sick to his stomach.
He has so much to regret, it all feels like poison on his tongue. The ashes of his home, the guilt of watching you fall apart, the sting of lightning he can still feel race up and down his arms…
It’s all too much. Most days...
2024-02-13 13:24:10 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s now the month of Valentine’s Day, and that means another poll to determine the spicy side story!
2024-02-02 19:11:17 +0000 UTC View Post“I’m never getting all the blood out of my hair,” Emil sinks lower into the tub, the scent of bergamot and jasmine wafting from the steaming water.
Your hair is still damp from your own bath but you fall back against the bed regardless. At least this inn is one of the nicer ones; the sheets don’t feel rough, and the pillows aren’t bricks. You’ll take both of those things as victories.
“Julian and Florian should be back by now,” You turn your head to look at the doo...
2024-02-02 16:10:38 +0000 UTC View Post“This is quite possibly the worst idea you’ve ever had for a date,” Viktor sighs, staring down at the paint.
“Or the best,” Theo smirks.
“No, I’m pretty sure it’s the worst.” The draca sighs, “I guess if we get paint on the couch, it’s not my dorm.”
“You’re being fussy,” Theo accuses, “Look, we’re gonna have a great time. Here, I’ll even start.”
You bite back a laugh as Theo dips his paintbrush in the blue and spreads it across the...
2024-02-02 16:08:26 +0000 UTC View Post
PASSWORD: JANUPDATE
Here it is! Finally! The second part of Chapter 3 and the first part of the rewrite! Like I said before, saves are broken. When I loaded the files into itch.io as well, there were a few odd things that happened because of the rewrite.
So here's a guide if you run into trouble! First, check if you're on an old save. That's the biggest thing. Since all saves a...
2024-02-01 07:29:52 +0000 UTC View PostDisenchanting New Year; Lucia
“Your mother is the worst person alive,” You say, leaning back in the passenger seat of Lucia’s car, “But at least she hasn’t canceled that credit card.”
She huffs out a soft laugh, “You’re not wrong.”
Going to Times Square for New Year’s Eve isn’t exactly cheap, after all. Not to mention getting a luxury hotel that throws a swanky party. You shudder at the thought of that particular bill, but Lucia had ent...
2024-01-10 03:41:01 +0000 UTC View PostDisenchanting New Year; Lucien
“Your mother is the worst person alive,” You say, leaning back in the passenger seat of Lucien’s car, “But at least she hasn’t canceled that credit card.”
He huffs out a soft laugh, “You’re not wrong.”
Going to Times Square for New Year’s Eve isn’t exactly cheap, after all. Not to mention getting a luxury hotel that throws a swanky party. You shudder at the thought of that particular bill, but Lucien had e...
2024-01-10 03:39:57 +0000 UTC View Post
