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MY STARDEW VALLEY HOUSE DESIGNS ‼️‼️

They aren't fully upgraded or anything, but I liked some of my decorations and wanted to share!

Can't tell which one I like the most, so I guess I just like a mix of the rooms! However, the first picture is the one I play on more, and the second one is from my very first playthrough!

Tell me what ya think? (Ignore my daughter's room in the first picture as I decorated it before realizing I needed to move things for her crib 💀) (The pink office chair was ofc in the house at the request of my fruity ass husband ☺️ Did not want it smack dab in the middle of my living room, sooo)

And yes, I WILL LOVE ELLIOTT FOREVER, HATERS! 😈❤️🧡

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Being trans is not my entire personality by any means. I have plenty of hobbies, interests, dreams, and ideas that aren't exclusive to just that part of me. That being said...

I go through life as a trans person with that lens. A trans lens. When I talk about things, they go through my mind, and I make connections based on my experiences as a person.

It's just nice to have people that see the world like I do. When I talk about something as general as my writing or something as niche as my special interest towards a queer figure like Loki, even I don't pick up on subtle trans connections in my words sometimes. But, it's always nice to have it click for someone anyway and say, "Oh, yeah. I actually totally get that."

Of course, going through life and my every day, I interact with a lot of cis people. I have many cis friends, which isn't a bad thing, and I certainly don't view it that way! But, just having one more trans person around and getting me in that way no one else does is refreshing.

That's just a little thought I had today. A little solidarity I wanted to get out and let loose. I know I'm not the only one, and that's nice to think about sometimes.

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Long time no see c.ai update?? For my page, that is!

I've posted a brand new WLW Lucille Sharpe bot if anyone is interested! It was made for a friend, which is why it's different from my usual focus!

Here's some details if you'd like to find out what it's about! ↓↓↓

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Tagline: 🦋 She somehow become fond of her maid. (WLW)

Greeting: "{{user}}, dear," Lucille called from her piano. Her face was positively straight, letting no emotions settle clearly on it. You walked into the common room, standing a respectful distance beside her as you awaited her request.

She always spoke to you this way. Cool, calm, collected. At one point, it wasn't so plain on her features: how she was always watching you, how she never wanted you out of her sight, how much she... had gotten lonely. She thought she was clever—and she mostly was—but you could see that emotion more than anything. It had only gotten worse over time, and you wondered why her solution was always keeping her guard up around you.

"I find myself quite cold. Fetch me a coat," ordered Lucille, her fingers never stopping the sad, sinful tune. She barely looked at you, keeping you on edge. "And two cups of tea. I'm parched."

You stood straighter, as if there were a punishment around the corner for you. That cold tone of Lucille's was never gone for long, but when it sharpened, it was extremely evident when it came back. Daringly, you responded, "Of course, my Lady. Might I ask who the second cup is for?"

Her fingers stopped. She slowly turned her head, a dark mist behind her eyes that you could get lost in if you tried to search for the secret behind them for too long. "For you, dear."

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This is an AU where the incest from the canon is removed! Other than that, the canon details remain (you can decide whether it's before or after Edith).

I hope you enjoy! Link :)

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You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?

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Ummmm so I had an idea and I wanted to share! I love talking about my interests, and I think this is a very good way to do it. I also thought the cup was wonderful for the picture idea 🤭

So, here it is! Most of my interests that seem to never quell! (Although I'm letting someone borrow my Song of Achilles book and I don't have anything Outer Wilds related yet 😓)

If you also love these interests, I LOVE YOU. I love to talk about them, so feel free to lmk ☺️😈

REALIZED I MISSED SOME THINGS AFTERWARDS, SO I MIGHT POST ANOTHER COOL PIC LATER 😎 (and the tags show some I missed)

(the only editing that was done was blurring the background in Ibis Paint ❤️)

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:-( Died in skull caverns again.

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My farmer Vic is a veteran and fought for a few years in the Gotoro-Ferngill war. I always thought he and Kent would kinda gravitate toward each other, being the only war veterans in town and all that. Kent didn't know that Vic was a fellow veteran when he introduced himself, he heard about it later from Sam. And when he asked if Sam knew what faction or rank Vic was Sam responded with "I think he mentioned it had something to do with explosives" and Kent went "ah, beret squad" because in the ferngill army specialists wear berets with their uniform and other factions, especially the infantry, semi mockingly call them the beret squad. Jodi just went "please don't start calling him that"

And then the next sunday Vic and Kent ran into each other at Pierre's and Kent immediately went "hey, beret squad". Vic just saluted him and said "corporal".

They don't talk about the war much since it's not exactly a fun topic, but they both always had a mutual, silent understanding between them. They definiely use more army lingo around each other.

Then one night Vic went to the stardrop saloon to relax after a hard day of work and ended up sitting with Kent. The night went from some light drinking and talking to getting a lot more drunk than either intended and laughing about funny service stories. I think after enough drinks and in a company that Kent can truly relate to he starts to loosen up more. The other patrons were a bit surprised at seeing Kent be this upbeat. Eventually they went outside for a smoke and started to get a bit more sentimental about all the friends they've lost and what war really is like. They sat in silence for a bit listening to the crickets and sharing a bottle before Vic stood up and poured one out to their fellow fallen soldiers. Kent didn't say anything about it but he appreciated the gesture.

They sang a few army songs, probably a bit too loudly, before deciding to head home. Vic walked with Kent to his place. Jodi woke up to them arriving (they were a but too drunk to be subtle about it despite their efforts) and she didn't trust Vic to be able to get home all by himself, even though he insisted he was fine. But she didn't budge and woke up Sam to make sure he gets home safely. Sam complied but while walking Vic home he was like "isn't it weird that you're my friend and you're also partying with my dad?" And Vic was like "no I'm old enough to be your dad" and Sam went "Vic you're 10 years older than me. No you're not."

Sorry to all the followers I suddenly got from making bully content because I might get back to drawing my stardew valley farmer oc again. (Don't worry I'm not abandoning Crow)

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Shells | Part 21 (shelliott stardew fic)

all parts | <- previous | next ->

so happy to be back!

Patreon here!

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I used to have like.. no motivation, so I don't know where all this is coming from...

I'm still very into writing my current fic, A Waltz Into Crimson, after about three months of planning and posting it, but now I'm getting a little overambitious after writing six, and a little bit of seven, chapters of it!

The urge to write some good Elliott fanfiction is ABSURD. I've already talked about that little Hayato one too.

There's so many things to write about!!

I just need to get all these things out of my head, and in doing so, maybe help someone else find something specialized and personalized that they love too.

I don't have very many ideas for an Elliott fic tho 😔 (Elliott from Stardew Valley, ofc 🥰) So, I'll definitely need to think about that one a lil more...

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HAHAHAHA I TOLD YOU I WASN'T DONE 😈

Chapters 4-6 of my MLM Thomas Sharpe Crimson Peak fic are now posted on my Ao3!

I'm extremely fond of these chapters, so know that love was and is still being put into this project!

I felt like I almost died trying to finish chapter 6, but please, bon appetit >:)

Here is a super cool, super convenient, super very hidden direct link to all the full chapters here!

Please enjoy and expect the next trio upload in about the same time frame! 🥲

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Not sure if anyone still plays School Girls Simulator like I do.. (I mean whaaaaat) buuuut I got the craziest inspo from it like last weekend. I may or may not have a small fic idea in the works..! Maybe :)

It's like very game canon specific, so I kinda just wanted to share also that my fanfic research for this particular fic is literally playing a little highschool mobile game 💀

Sooooo, two things...

1) You got something else coming from me if ya like my work >:)

2) Please god just write anything you really like. Even if there's like "no audience" for it. Someone will see it and be crazy about it because they're matching your fic freak

(TOTALLY HIDDEN #3, MATCH MY FIC FREAK PLZ. :'))

(ALSO EXTRA SECRET HIDDEN #4, WRITE NICHE AND BE COOL AND AWESOME AND UNIQUE, DON'T BE SCARED :)))))

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BTW i see these posts all the time like "ohhh i dont know what to comment on fics.." and every response is "keysmashes! or hearts!! anything works :3" and thats GREAT!! thats helpful!!

but: consider. if u genuinely like analyzing writing.. do u know ur just allowed to go through and quote your favorite parts and ramble abt what they mean to u and the author will LOSE IT WITH HYPE?

genuinely. i felt SO WEIRD the first time i did it.. but like. holy shit authors love it. its crack for authors. the first time i did it, it was on a fic that hadnt updated in half a year, give or take, and the author made 3 updates that month BECAUSE OF MY COMMENT.

LIKE. as an author every comment is INCREDIBLE!!! but also, dont feel like your comment has to be short or otherwise ur invasive or smth!! authors ADORE long comments more than ANYTHING.

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I am so so soooo close to finishing chapter 6 of my fic A Waltz Into Crimson. I meant for this second trio update to be done within a month of the first, but please don't lose hope! I haven't left my fic at all!

If you've read it on my Ao3 already, sit tight for just oneeee more second! If you haven't, I encourage you to check out my previous snippets I've posted and follow the links to the full chapters!

I hope you find something that you've definitely been needing and can't find anywhere else! That's what I made it for :)

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I drew cats from stardew valley :D

kofi | commissions | instagram

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Okay LOOK.

I had to squeeze in my favorite little piece of knowledge I have about something sorta scientific into my fic... 😔❤️

I feel so smart when I talk about nature's only true blue pigment. So, my fanfic allowed me to revisit my cool little talking point I bring up from time to time while doing research for factuality and other details.

Important thing is, I really like doing research for this fic! I'm not much of a plant nerd, but my MC definitely is. He's very into all the plants and botany stuff. I got to do some research on orchids this time!

I don't know very much, but I will relay some info to anyone who's reading so like you asked for this. 😈

The Obrina Olivewing butterfly is the only animal that internally produces a true blue pigment. That makes it the only source of true blue pigment in all of nature!

Other blue plants and animals exist, but they rely on light reflection and mixes of pigments (much like artists with paint!) to achieve their blue hues.

Next, the only thing I really learned about orchids is that they're a very complex flower with a lot of parts to make it up. They also come in blue! (but not true blue pigment, we know!)

I think I'd heard of it before, but the look of a certain orchid hit me today. The Ghost Orchid. It looks highly interesting, and nicely mysterious and pretty as well.

Anyways, that's what I wanted to talk about today! Hope you enjoyed if you made it to the end or learned something! 💙✨🩵

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Current Fic Status! ❤️✨

I've already announced the trio update of chapters 1-3 of my Thomas Sharpe/Male OC fic I'm working on. They're all written and currently on my Ao3 @avoidvenus. There was a direct link on my last post about it! (and another for easy access at the bottom of this post!)

That said, to boost my engagement a little, I want to go ahead and provide a little snippet of my next trio update, chapters 4-6!

As of this post, chapter four is already written! That is where the snippet will be from. I'm currently working on five and six is coming soon!

If you're still reading and have read my first three chapters, why not read down below for a piece of chapter four of A Waltz Into Crimson? ↓↓↓

(tags are pretty much the same as the first update!)

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Chapter Four: A Play of Hands, A Play of Hearts.

Thomas, in spite of his survival instincts, had turned out to be very exquisite company. Vincent somehow always stumbled upon him at social events, at his usual service shops, and was then invited to plan a nice evening or two of company with him. Vincent could spot how obviously odd this was, even if the man was a new noble in town. He would need shops and to attend events just as Vincent would, but honestly, what were the odds that most of them they began to share?

Even with this newfound suspicion, the count was still intrigued by him. Why would he do such a thing? Was it a coincidence? When could he see him again?

This evening, Thomas had invited Vincent to the theater, an old play but a new showing. The two gentlemen arrived at separate times, but found each other just fine.

The count looked past the other mens’ heads, struggling only as much as he was used to. However, no other man in the entire town had that same smooth, foreign accent as the baronet himself. He heard it from behind him, chuckling with some fellow at their same viewing. They happened to turn to each other at the very same time.

“Ah,” the shorter man mumbled, excusing the unintentional closeness. One step back solved the issue. He smiled and greeted Thomas with a gloved hand. “Thomas. The sharpest Sharpe in Buffalo.”

With a loose laugh, Thomas raised his palm as well, securing the gloved one in his own. “I suppose. You don’t mean to insult my sister, do you?” he challenged, his amusement set as firmly as his shake.

“No, of course not,” Vincent replied, dropping his hand by his side and placing his cane back into his dominant hand. He had decided to attend the play quite fashionably tonight. “I wouldn’t claim Lucille couldn’t catch up to you, even if you’re matching my expensive wear by the day.”

The men and women around the room began to take their seats. Employees extinguished candles until most of the light was flushed from the room. Before the two nobles noticed what happened, the only chairs left were in the back. Thomas’s breath, saved for another sentence, let out late. “Well… shall we sit?”

After being prompted, Vincent also realized their options. With slightly raised brows, he accepted. “Let’s.”

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Link to my fic on AO3!

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AHHHHHHHHHHHH I'VE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY AND OVERJOYED 🥰🤩🥰😍😍🥰🤩😍🤩🥰

HE WILL BE BACK... OMG OMG OMG