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someiicecube · 6 months
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im normal about this IF game, i swear
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ataleofcrowns · 2 months
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if MC has mind reading abilities for a day, what would they “hear” if they walk into a room with RO in it? preferably in the current high romance stage if possible
Ohhh, cute question!!
R - Lots of general excitement about seeing the Crown and being able to spend time with them, like, "Oh, finally, [MC] is here!!! I wanted to talk to them about this, and this, and I should ask them about this thing, and I wonder how their day went-" with matching visual images, and on and on it goes
A - More so attentiveness and/or concern if they haven't seen the Crown for longer than a few hours. "I wonder if they already ate, should I ask the servants to get us some tea? They look tired, perhaps I should grab some pillows... I should tell the guards to keep the court officials away from this wing of the palace... perhaps they would enjoy a nap..."
D - Literally just arguing in their own head and being way too self-conscious. "Don't stare at [MC], you'll make it obvious. But we're in private... no, that's still too risky if it becomes a habit. Keep your distance." [ends up staring at MC anyway] "Ah, dammit..."
X - They don't really have an inner 'voice' like that, they think in pictures more than in words. So in their thoughts the Crown would see an image of how X perceives them in that moment; for a high romanced X, imagine like a dozen beauty filters stacked on top of the Crown with metaphorical hearts floating everywhere lmao
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zabwis · 11 months
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messy warmup. going through A’s route but R’s so sweet.
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slenderclaw · 2 months
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A Tale of Crowns and WIngs of Fire crossover REAL Looks like Atoc phase had returned to me so here I am making more atoc contents once again :] It took me a while to finish all of them as I'm pretty proud of that 😭 I typed up all of the informations about them and their designs in ss down there! (Also second ss mentions A's route major spoilers from chap 7 so read it cautiously!)
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And a bonus doodle of my Crown Rojda (left one) with A hehe (A's route chap 7 major spoilers)
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compiling my favorite @ataleofcrowns moments because some of them have been cracking me up
Crescent Blades (mostly Tûjo moments)
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idiots (affectionate)
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"we're in a court meeting, can we stop talking about locusts"
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"LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE GARDEN SIZE LADY-"
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overall, 10/10, no notes, except i think the Crown should be allowed to sic locusts on their friends (affectionately) and the nobles (evilly) just for fun
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waning-and-waxing · 7 months
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they saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make things difficult for X and they RAN with it
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hai1ne · 1 year
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Next chapter better give me the option to ǐ̴͎n̴̛͙h̶̖͘a̶̮̍l̷͇͂ĕ̶̳ Rêzans face like a vacuum cleaner or I’m gonna be deeply upset
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glitterzteeth · 10 months
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!!!!!
Started playing @ataleofcrowns a few days ago and im in love
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secretswansong · 2 years
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*crawling and sobbing from the atoc discord* if my future spouse doesn't watch me walk down the aisle the way R is emotional to meet the Crown then i don't want it
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fancifulflora · 26 days
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(SFW) been wanting to cry for some angsty stuff for ATOC, can I request a hc list of how would X, D, R and A react when the Crown is fatally injured, possibly shot by an arrow or stabbed?
Maybe an extra rrq that the Crown is a gentle, cinnamon roll type, that overly kind soul you'd want the least to get hurt but yeah now they're dying
The editor for this tumblr ask literally crashed when i was almost done with X's entry and I've never felt more devastated in my entire life ksahkj. There is also something very similar to this prompt though, it's more about the Crown sacrificing themselves for the ROs. If you're interested in that I'll link it here
I apologize if this isn't the best but I'll try to redo what I can
Azad/Ashti
You were absolutely foolish to get yourself hurt. No matter how kind-hearted you may have been, the Imperial Guard was made to lay down their lives for you. Any injuries you sustained was a stain upon their honor, their own failure to complete their duties.
The Royal Protector fights the icy cold waves of guilt washing over them. They save the lectures and punishments for another time because all that matters in that moment is you.
Their first priority is to get you to safety, the only sign you may see of their inner turmoil not found in their words, but their actions.
The protector's hands shake ever so slightly as they apply pressure to your wounds, hoping to staunch that they can before the healers arrive. A cold sweat chills them down to their very core as they listen for your pulse- only to find it fading away by the second.
They try to reassure you, but it doesn't work. In desperation, they find themselves practically ordering you to keep your eyes open, to not leave them while they're trying to save your life- tightening your bandages up. The unspoken words of concern and love dying in their throat when they look up to see just why you haven't responded.
By the time the healers do arrive, it takes their combined effort to finally pry the Royal Protector from your side.
Dara/Delal
Having served in the military for so long, the General was used to the bloodshed and horror of it all. Gore, suffering, and pain were things they could stomach. Or a least, the ability to do so was required of them.
It's when they see the arrow impaled in your skin, smell the metallic scent of red staining their cloak that the General realizes they may have been wrong. A complex bundle of emotions stirs under those layers of armor, but they have the strength to push through and remain vigilant.
If not for you, then for their own sanity.
Without a second thought, they tear their cloak, torn strips used to either secure the arrow in place and prevent it from moving. If not that, then to help stop the bleeding of any wounds.
They hold their Crown close, all propriety forgotten as the only thing on their mind is you. You need them in this moment and the last thing they'd ever do is fail you. Even if it's killing them on the inside.
What you need in these moments is strength, a shoulder or person to lean on. Which is why they allow you to squeeze the life from their hands. They listen to your weakened voice, giving you the same, almost practiced, words of reassurance they've given countless others.
Yet something about the words this time shakes the General to their core. This time, it feels entirely too raw, like a hundred old wounds made fresh again. The feeling paralyzes them, the unadulterated fear deep in their hardened expression.
As the situation worsens and all seems lost, the General straightens themselves, remaining by your side and keeping a steadfast vigil by your side. Never once do they stray from you. Even as crowds of healers all frantically apply aid to no avail. They remain by your side even as the anguished cries from loyal allies and friends alike sound throughout the halls at news of the inevitable.
And there they remain, even when the last wisps of golden sunlight in those eyes of yours wither away.
Rozerîn/Rêzan
To say that you were everything to the Sorcerer would be an understatement. They had found themselves and their entire life turned upside down by your very being, your warmth and kindness endearing you to the Sorcerer.
You were their purpose, and their friend.
So it's surprise that when they rush to your side, panic and fear overtakes them. The tension is almost palpable in the air as they order, practically beg for others to secure your safety- to fetch the healers- to do something.
It's also in this very moment that they curse their own abilities, or lack thereof. Healing magic simply wasn't a big priority, especially when there were so many others who could look after your health and safety.
If only they had studied more - practiced more- perhaps paid more attention to their surroundings or kept a better eye over the many enemies of Arsur.
A gentle hand, your hand, frees them from the mental prison they were trapped in, lifting the weight of guilt and shame enough for them to focus on pouring every once of themselves to saving you.
You had saved them, been there by their side from the very start.
They had to return the favor, to repay you for all your trust.
Those sentiments ring through their head, repeated over and over again like a mantra as they feel a sharp pain in their skull. Hands trembling from the sheer amount of magic they were using.
The darkness, a very similar one you once saved them from sets its familiar claws into them, the Sorcerer collapsing besides you- their fists bunching up the fabric of your clothing. With what little strength they can muster, the Sorcerer pulls you to their chest, cradling their dying star to their chest.
Xelara/Xelef
The mercenary was a mess. Clever words had long left them by the time they reached your side. Instead there were only frantic, broken phrases of concern and orders to remain still less your wounds worsen.
It almost feels out of character for them, at least, for those who only knew the mercenary by reputation. Having lived the life they did and taking on a profession that exposes them to danger so very often; the Pale Sword had a relationship with death that bordered on being blasé. Even when other Crescent Blades fell in battle, their leader could keep a rational mind about it. For many, this helped to cement the band of mercenaries as relentless, a force to be reckoned with.
If only the gossip mongers and general public could see them now, form hunched over your own. The corner of their vision blurred from the stinging of tears threatening to spill.
They had expected an end like this for them, perhaps even desiring it over the withering they'd have to endure from aging, but for you? Nothing like this was supposed to happen to you. You were the Crown of Arsur. The leader of millions that all relied on you being safe and well. And, perhaps more importantly to the mercenary, you were also the keeper of their heart.
Were? No, you are the Crown of Arsur. And you will live through this. You have to. Otherwise...
The Pale Sword ends the notion right then and there, focusing on the present and being by your side. By now, they've done what they can for you, whether through what general first aid they know or through the healing magics of one of their Blades.
Moving you was out of the question, the very attempt to do so drawing a loud cry of pain from your lips. A wince of guilt burns in the mercenary as they pull back, trying to keep your focus on them instead of the carnage of battle.
The feeling of helplessness isn't an unfamiliar one to the mercenary, however, it's one that the Pale Sword despises to their very core. But what could they do for you that hasn't already been done? What could they do to ease your undeserved suffering?
What they do best.
Lie.
It only takes a moment for mercenary to pull their act together, a practiced, albeit softer smile, gracing their features. What would have been smoothed, honeyed lies of your condition fall flatter than they'd like. Your weak smile tells them as such, a weakened, forced laugh humoring the mercenary and giving them one last act of kindness they know deep down they do not deserve. Nevertheless, they embrace the comfort wholeheartedly, bringing the back of your chilled hands to their lips, their touch- their kiss, returning your gift with one last hug of warmth before the light in you fades away.
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i’ve been obsessing over a tale of crowns again and i’m trying my hardest not to go on dara/delal’s route on this playthrough but it’s impossible because i love them too much. i did make another save for rozerîn/rêzan though.
anyway, play a tale of crowns. it has an incredibly rich and complex world, great characters, and the writing is so so good.
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kulai · 6 months
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i need to replay the whole game bc my only save file i have of Rozerîn/Rêzan was with an assertive!crown and just imagining how the passive!crown will kiss their hand AARRRUGHHH I NEED TO READ IT NOW IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH
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ataleofcrowns · 2 months
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hii! hope you're having a good day :D it snowed a lot where i lived recently, which got me thinking: since it does snow in rojan, hypothetically, if the ro's did have a chance to, what would their favourite snow activities be? thank you so much and take care of yourself :DD
This is a cute question!!
X - Snowball fights
R - Making elaborate snow sculptures
D - A relaxed horseback ride along a snowy road
A - Sitting inside with a cup of hot tea admiring the snow from a warm and dry distance lol
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10 characters, 10 fandoms, 10 tags
@ava-du-mortain tagged me to share 10 of my favorite characters
I’ve kind of done one but that was unprovoked so now I’ll find a different set of characters and media. I’m not really in all these fandoms so its 10 sources rather than fandoms.
Pete the Plug (Unlseeping City, Dimension 20)
Mirabel (Encanto, Disney)
Rêzan/Rozerîn (A Tale of Crowns) @ataleofcrowns
Zerxus Ilerez (Calamity, Critical Role) 
Ethan Green (Hatchetverse, Starkid)
Powder (Arcane)
Anne (Anne with an E)
Esther (Solve it Squad, Tin Can Bros)
Merlin (Merlin, BBC)
Wolf (kipo and the age of wonderbeasts)
I’m bad a tagging people since i dunno tagging etiquette so free for all!
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plejaades · 3 years
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ummm repost from last night bc i had to fix a thing 👉🏼👈🏼
Had to think a lot about Rozerîn these days because she's just that dreamy. 😔💕
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moderarato · 2 years
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RO-vember: Day 6
RÊZAN/ROZERÎN | A Tale of Crowns by @ataleofcrowns
“You found me.”
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