They/themAutistic, depressed, ADHD-ed young adult.I have decent writing skills and much poorer drawing skills which I use to share my hyperfixations with the world. Feel free to request anything, but I do not promise to deliver quickly, my strucks of motivation are decided by a drunk goblin operating broken wheel of fortune.
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So can we all agree that Ao3 is the top?
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drop this sunflower🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️
Hello dear! Some sunflowers for u 🌻🌻🌻
Awwwww 🥹 I’d give you a whole field of sunflowers if I could 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
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Ok, but what if Satan is the older sibling who escaped a toxic home and Jesus is the younger one who couldn’t bring himself to leave? What then?
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I love how humans have literally not changed throughout history like the graffiti from Pompeii has people from hundreds of years ago writing stuff like “Marcus is gay” “I fucked a girl here” “Julius your mum wishes she was with me” and leonardo da vinci’s assistants drew dicks in their notebooks just for the banter and mozart created a piece called “kiss my ass” so when people wish for ‘today’s generation’ to be like ‘how people used to’ then we’re already there buddy we’ve always been
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Cis men are trying to deflect and deny their manifest sexual abuse of women by creating the fictional 'trans women offender'.
Don't trust cis rape culture to protect women.
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✨HEADOLOGY✨
Discworld: Wyrd Sisters Director: Jean Flynn | Studio: Cosgrove Hall | UK, 1997
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people who are just finding out about internet tracking and data mining in the year 2025 and that your special robot friend does not respect your privacy lol
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Consistency? Who's she?
Part 2 >>> Part 4??
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Sometimes I HATE having audhd. I’m either in depression and have no energy and enthusiasm for anything, or I’m hyperaware of all the projects I begun and want to do them all at once.
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Folks, friends, y’all…. esk*mo is a slur. I understand a lot of people don’t know that, I don’t want to be a dick about it, but I’ve been seeing it in fics. Wanna write “esk*mo kisses”? Just say “nuzzled noses” or something.
I’m not here to call anybody out, it’s been in multiple fics, I’m not vague posting. This is just a psa. 👍🏻
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Personally I do not ship them, but this is very cute
Thinking about Shane and Elliott a lot lately, and I feel like Elliott would be just the best dad to Jas
- She’d wander in while he was doing his hair and he’d put hers up too (he doesn’t pull like Shane does)
- Making up little ditties on the piano for her (Shane would come up with lyrics to make her laugh [usually including the word ‘butts’ and ‘toots.’])
- Absolutely tireless at story time. Sometimes Shane will come in and Elliott would still be reading while Jas was fully asleep (he needed to know what happened!) (mutual favorites included A Wrinkle in Time and The Phantom Tollbooth)
- Walks down by the ocean to make fairy houses (Jas liked to collect the shells, Elliott was in charge of decorating. If Shane was with him he’d take over structural duties)
- Sneaking her extra cookies at family dinner when Marnie wasn’t looking.
- Setting up baths for her with just an insane amount of bubbles.
- Coming up behind Shane while he watches her play. Squeezing him around the stomach, a whisper: “she’s such an incredible soul. You’re doing such an amazing job”
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Not what I usually post, anyone here familiar with EPIC the musical or Count of Monte Cristo? Because I’ve made combination of the two
#count of monte cristo#le comte de monte cristo#epic the musical#epic odysseus#epic poseidon#epic fanart#count of monte cristo fanart
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The best part yet, waiting for more!
Shells | Part 28 (shelliott stardew fic)
all parts | <- previous | next ->
this one feels really personal 🥲
Patreon here!
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“Maybe friendship is being the guardian of another person's hope. Leave it with me and I'll look after it for a while , if it feels too heavy for now.”
Dolly Alderton
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HOLLY MOLLY IT’S SO PRETTY
our pearlie. 🤲💎
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@nyahwat @peachycat17 - tagging you now so I don’t forget at the end lol
Last song: EPIC the musical, ALL OF IT! 🩷
Favorite color: grey and / or green
Currently watching: „Delicious in Dungeon” on Netflix
Last movie: training material about bhp for work XD
Currently reading: „Count de Monte Christo” by Alexander Dumas, if I was to pick one favorite book this would be it
Sweet, spicy or savoury: all of them! (not necessarily at the same time)
Relationship: queer and engaged
Current obsession: „Count de Monte Christo”, the sims 3, Stardew Valley-Fields of Mistria crossover
Last googled: probably some word I didn’t understand from fan fiction in English
Currently working on: getting myself back to creating stuff
nine people I want to get to know better
Thanks for the tag @mourky!!
Last song(s): Sacrifice by London After Midnight
Favourite colour: teal or emerald green
Currently watching: Doctor Who season 4 (like 3rd rewatch), Torchwood
Last movie: Sinners (2025) SO SO GOOD!! peak movie
Currently reading: Dragon Age: The Masked Empire by Patrick Weekes (I kinda don't wanna finish it bc I know what's gonna happen and im scared), 2001: A Space Odyssey by Arthur C. Clarke
Sweet, spicy, or savoury: sweet!!
Relationship: nah
Current obsession: Dragon Age insanity is still going strong
Last googled: "basalt rock flour" (gardening core)
Currently working on: small diy projects and gardening
Tagging (less than nine ppl): @heliomanteia @edenintheskies @ghost-of-spring-woods @falloutcoys @durgeapologist
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Hello again and thank you so much for including my idea in one of your previous posts!
I have an angluffy (angsty+fluffy) scenario in my head that’s been sitting there for a while. Disclaimer: it is quite specific, so I totally understand if you don’t feel like writing for it or want to modify this. Also, I would love to read about all the spouses (Vanilla, Expanded and Ridgeside), but this is a lot of people so if this scenario picks your interest feel free to modify the list or publish it in parts.
The idea goes like this:
There was an invasion on Stardew Valley. The Gotoro Empire attacked without giving anyone as much as a chance to escape. All seemed lost, and it would have been, if not for the bravery and quick thinking of the Farmer. They rushed to the hudge battle robot that empire troops were using in the attack and placed a bomb underneath it. The village was saved, but sadly, Farmer didn't run fast enough to escape from explosion. All that was left of them was an arm, separated from the rest of the body. Or so everyone thought.
The numb, limp body was found by Krobus, who managed to save Farmer’s life, but at a cost. Village’s hero had spent year in a coma, got their arm replaced with a iridium prosthetic one (courtesy of the Dwarf) and, patched up with shadow magic, are no longer fully human. [my ida of it: one eye is black, skin is paler, and parts of flesh are replaced with shadowy smoke, but make up whatever visuals suit your vision]. Changed, confused and weakened by a year of sleep, the first thing Farmer does is going to their partner [any level of romantic relationship; spouse, boyfriend/girlfriend, or - my personal favourite - they were about to give Farmer the mermaid pendant just before the invasion started]. How would that meeting go?
Daaaaamn, that's some dark headcanon right here.... Sure thing! ✨✨✨
Hope you don't mind if I write in this ask about the vanilla and SVE spouses. Also this headcanon turned out more angst than fluff, so I hope you don't mind that either. Thank you for the ask, and have a good day! 💖
Warning: angst
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Stardew Valley:
Harvey
Another nightmare that Harvey woke up in a cold sweat. He was breathing hard, trying to calm down and pull himself together, to chase away the bad thoughts. No sedatives or sleeping pills helped him, the same nightmare.... Where his smiling spouse turns to face him and dark flames overwhelm them as Harvey stands there, unable to do anything. The doctor was about to go to sleep again (trying, at least), but he heard the doorbell of his clinic. Who had come to see him at this late hour.... Usually the only person who visited his clinic in the middle of the night was-
"Harvey, it's me..." He collapsed senseless on the doorstep.
Sam:
Sam has never heard his mom scream like that. No, not the kind of scream where a disgruntled Jodi was once again trying to get through to her son, sitting in his headphones, who had promised to clean the house. The soul-crushing, ear-splitting scream he usually heard in horror movies. The guitarist instantly rushed into the living room, where his mother was in, ready to protect her from whoever caused her screaming. And there she was, pale with terror, standing motionless while Vincent stood behind her, crying and trembling. Both looked toward the front door, where stood a strang-
"Sam, is that you?"
Farmer. It was Farmer.... The one everyone thought was a dead hero was standing right here in Sam's house. He was speechless. It can't be...
Elliott
Elliott hardly ever left his little cabin. In the past, the writer could often be found in the Saloon, draining a glass of wine in company. Now he is but a shadow of his past self, ever since Farmer... died defending the Stardew Valley from enemy invasion. No desire to write anything, no desire to do anything, or even to leave the house, just... nothing. When Elliott found out what had happened to them, part of him died that day. It went on like that for six months until the residents stepped in, trying to help him. And the writer seemed to be doing better, but for the last month, as the date drew closer to the day Elliott lost Farmer a year ago, he was getting worse and worse.
Opening the door one rainy day, he thought that once again the residents had come to him almost by force to drag him into town, but what was the point-
"Honey, it's me..."
Elliott stared in mute shock at Farmer standing before him. When he realized that it's not a ghost or a hallucination, he fell to his knees, kissed their hands and sobbed, praising Yoba for his beloved's return.
Shane
First came shock. Shane couldn't believe what was happening, it couldn't be.... Farmer stood before them, alive and well, except for the fact that they had a bandage over their left eye and no right hand at all, it had been replaced with.... Metal? A device? Shane didn't know. He slowly touched their shoulder, looked into their face, heard their voice.
"It's... It's you. You're alive, alive... Where... Where have you been?!" Then came anger and pain. Farmer is alive... And they didn't deign to tell him?! It was later that they could explain to Shane that they were in a coma, but for now the chicken man choked on his own tears and shouted at them.
Sebastian
"Sebastian, it's me. It's okay, I'm alive, I'm okay..." Farmer could feel their lover hugging them tightly with a dead grip, shaking nonstop. He wouldn't let them go, afraid that if he let go of his lover again, he would lose them already forever. Like when he blamed himself for not being more assertive in his argument with Farmer that they should all hide in the basement of his house. That fateful day for the Valley, when he'd let go of their hand and watched them run toward the seashore, to defend his native valley from a robot sent by Gotoro. How heartbroken he was to learn that after the robot exploded, all that was left of Farmer was one severed arm...
"Sebastian..." He was shaking, and his eyes became wet with tears. He didn't let go of their embrace for a long time yet...
Alex
Alex's first meeting with Farmer after a year of separation, pain and trying to move on, ended with the athlete punching his lover in the face, right in their healthy eye, untouched by dark magic unlike the other one. He didn't mean to do it, but he was so badly frightened and confused by Farmer's appearance, who had been presumed dead, triggered his hit-or-run reflex. Thankfully Alex didn't punch them hard, though still weakened from the year-long coma Farmer fell to the floor. Alex looked at them with horror, realized what he had just done, and apologies spilled out of his mouth with sobs. The farmers quickly came to their senses and tried to calm their lover down. But Alex hugged them tightly and cried harder.
They are alive... And the first thing he did was to hit them....
Abigail
Everyone told Abigail it was time for her to stop chasing the illusion. Stop trying to do her own investigation of the place where Farmer was last seen. To stop arguing in raised tones with her father, trying to prove that they hadn't found Farmer's body, which meant there was no proof they were dead. She cried in her mother's arms, who comforted her daughter but tried to gently tell her that it was time for her to move on. But Abigail continued to believe.
And she was right, when Farmer with their face slightly disfigured from dark magic stood before her, she ran up to them and hugged them tightly, sobbing, she was right!
Leah
"Stay away from me!" Leah shouted, her hands that held the sculpted hammer as her only means of self-defense treacherously trembling. The ginger young woman took two steps back, keeping her gaze on.... Farmer? Was that really.... her beloved Farmer? Many features exactly the same as her deceased lover's, but their right eye... A huge hole from which a black as tar liquid dripped, running down their cheek. Their left hand, made of a metal that was unfamiliar to her.
Leah continued to stand there trembling, not knowing where or who to run to for help.
Emily
Strange, but Emily has had practically the same dream.... How she is running after a red bird that leads her closer and closer to the forest, and just as the blue-haired woman reaches the edge, she sees someone who remotely reminds her of... Farmer, the stranger turns around.... and Emily wakes up. She can't figure out what it means. Her dreamers interpret various things: that the spirit of her dead lover is trying to warn her, or that their "coming" is a sign of good news. And that edge of the forest looks all too familiar.... On one such night, she decided to walk towards the forest from memory, and noticed near the sewer someone coming out... A small dark figure that hid in the thicket having spotted her from afar and...
*sob* "It''s a sign... I knew you were alive."
Farmer, barely standing on their feet and weak, looked in surprise at Emily, who ran towards them, hugging them and knocking them down accidentally. Her dream was prophetic, she had found them, Farmer was alive...
Penny
As soon as Penny stepped out of the farmhouse to meet the guest who was banging so loudly on the door, she stood in a stupor for half a minute, trying to realise who or... what stood before her. A stranger whose body parts were completely non-human, but whose facial features were... "Penny... Is that really you?" And... that voice. The voice of the person she'd been mourning for a year now. The voice that had sworn their love to her as they both stood under the wedding archway and held hands. The voice that had made she realise...
Penny let out a heartbreaking scream, and fell to the ground, senseless, only to hear the voice of her frightened spouse call out her name before her vision went dark.
Maru
Maru refused to believe that her lover had died. Yes, she and the others had seen that huge crater where Farmer had last been at that moment. Yes, she had seen with her own eyes their bloody body part, which was lying far away from the crater, thrown away by the blast wave. But their body (it hurt Maru terribly to even imagine Farmer like that) had not been found, which meant that it was impossible to say that they had died. The young inventor continued her search, scouring the valley, trying to find a clue or a logical explanation. Her family and friends thought that Maru's grief had simply caused her to deny reality and cling to this idea, thus trying to cope with the loss of her lover. But...
"I found them!" *sob* "I- I found them!"
...seeing her, with tears on her cheeks, holding Farmer's metal hand, who stood and were very much alive, realized that the young inventor had been right all along.
Haley
Honestly, Farmer knew their lover's reaction would be very strong. After all, Haley (and everyone else in the Valley) thought they were dead (they themself thought they were dead). Until they woke up without their right eye and arm. What Farmer didn't expect was that when he walked into Haley and Emily's house, half the dishes would fly at them. Poor Haley, who was alone at that moment, thought she was being haunted by ghost and was so frightened that she threw plates, forks, bottle and other kitchen stuff, then fell to her knees. Farmer cautiously approached her and touched her hands gently, showing that they were not a ghost, but a living person.
"Where have you been..." No one was to blame for what had happened (except Gotoro), but Farmer felt a prick of conscience when they heard how broken and weak Haley's voice was.
Stardew Valley Expanded:
Magnus Rasmodius
"Magnus-" Farmer didn't even have time to utter their lover's name before they felt that they had lost the power of speech and their body stopped obeying. They stood as dumbfounded, unable to move as the old wizard approached them with slow steps, his left hand making gestures unknown to them, while his right hand was enveloped in flames, ready to sizzle the threat at any moment. The harsh look of Magnus' violet eyes pierced through, but there was nothing Farmer could do. After standing under Rasmodius' gaze for a long and agonizing minute, Farmer felt the invisible ropes finally loosen, allowing them to move again.
"It's really you... You're alive..." Tears streamed down Magnus' wrinkled cheeks.
Victor
Victor's inner voice shouted that he should run. Run without looking back, away from the creature standing right in front of him. From this unknown monster who, either to torture him for their own amusement or to blunt his instinct for self-preservation, had taken the form of his dead lover of a year ago. The one he was about to declare his love to with a mermaid pendant. The one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Victor must run, run as fast as he could, call for help, run run-
His heart shouted that it was them.
Victor ran towards the Farmer, hugging them tightly. And he couldn't hold his crying when they hugged him back.
Lance
"Name." Striking a fighting stance, Lance bared his spear, ready to defend himself against the possible threat that the mages of the Gotoro Empire had sent him. Their enemies went to the most desperate and despicable lengths, even stooping so low as to use necromancy. "Your name." Reviving fallen adventurers with dark magic that disfigured their bodies, but the overflowing happiness of the fallen man's friends didn't notice until it was too late. He keeps his guard up, keeping Farmer away and demanding answers, buying time until backup arrives
*sob* "I'm... I'm [name]. L- Lance..."
The adventurer's heart clenches when he heard a familiar voice... He need to stay focused.
Sophia
After Sophia's lover fell to the death of the brave, for the sake of protecting her and the entire Valley, she hardly ever left the house, only filled bottles coming out of her vineyard. Recently has she been able to move on after the death of her parents, as she has once again lost the people she holds dear. Gus and Scarlett visited their friend, trying to comfort her, but the pink-haired girl withdrew into herself, unwilling to talk to anyone. One such day, the same day that exactly one year ago Farmer died, someone knocked very insistently on the door of her house, and Sophia, overwhelmed with grief and anger, opened the door and wanted to shout to be left alo-
"Sophia..."
She immediately fell silent, staring in horror at the features of a face so familiar to her. And screamed, running back into the house and huddled in a corner, unable to stop sobbing as Farmer tried to soothe her in every way they could.
Olivia:
Farmer had no sooner said anything to Olivia upon their meeting after a year of separation, than they immediately had to catch the poor woman fainting from shock. And what did they expect - absolutely everyone in the valley believed that their dear friend and Olivia's failed spouse was presumed dead, only a severed arm could be found at the scene of action, which was buried. The former Joja accountant mourned her spouse again, and now they were coming into her house, with a bandage that covered their eye, with a hand that was as cold as ice to the touch, but... alive.
"How did you- What happened... We thought- I thought you were...." Olivia finally woke up and enclosed Farmer in her arms, choking on her own tears and sobs.
Claire
If it wasn't for the lack of job opportunities, Claire would have quit her current job a long time ago and never come to Stardew Valley again. This place has become like home to her, the residents are very friendly, and supportive of Claire as a member of the community. But it's too hard for her to return to this town, to walk past the monument in honour of her deceased lover every time, to look at the place where Farmer was last seen alive.... It's all very hard for her. Returning late from work to the bus stop, she promises herself she'll quit tomorrow.... and feels someone take her hand, calling her name gently.
Claire jumped, as she knew that voice well. The girl looked closely at the stranger's face in the near pitch darkness and wailed in a way that made half the town jump from such a heartbreaking scream.
Scarlett
"AAAAAAA!" As if poor Scarlett could be understood: considering that Farmer had been presumed dead for a year, the girl certainly hadn't expected to see their ghost. At least that's what she thought they were, scared out of her wits and threw the first thing she could get her hands on (some iron tools) at them, causing the Farmer to get an iron kick in the leg, yelp and a bit of indignation. Scarlett realised it wasn't a ghost after all, and upon realising this she was overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions. Is that the Farmer?! Yoba, her lover is alive! But... what with their eye? What happened?! And why didn't they contact her sooner?
Scarlett will get her answers (some of which will raise more questions), but... she's just incredibly happy that Farmer is alive and, well, relatively okay.
#it’s finally here#sdv#stardew valley#stardew valley expanded#sdv headcanons#I love my mousey writer
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