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“ ah, hello! What can I get you? “
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Welcome to Samual’s blog!
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╰┈➤ ❝ mod: @acey-yez
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╰┈➤ ❝ lots of help from @artem-on-the-moon
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~ lore ~ Samual has always grown up in a small town setting. It’s how he fit in well when he arrived two years ago. He seems fine with more people being to the valley. he’s perfectly fine staying in his little town house with his bakery on the first floor. He inherited it from his aunt, he would come down to pelican town in the summer but due to complications he couldn’t visit anymore
around 24-26, one of the older guys in the town.
you can often find him at his bakery unless it’s Tuesday! on Tuesdays when he's at the beach. besides being a homebody he likes the ocean, hearing the waves wash up to shore calms him down.
he wished to do art but was unable to due to his aunts dying wish and that his mother hated most things he liked, like his aunt.
Him and @ask-nico-sdv have something going on 🫢🫢
he’s often found with the very obnoxious Emile. ~ @ask-emile-sdv ~ whom he’s very found of.
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LOVES: Cats, the ocean, baking, sweet foods,
LIKES: strawberries, summer spangle, tea, opal
NORMAL: any fruit, coffee, sticky rice, honey, eggs and milk
DISLIKES: sour foods, sleeping, Abigail 🫢🫢, mango sticky Rice, mangos, fish of any sort,
HATES: bugs, beer/wine, crab cakes
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“ rules~!”
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1, no nsfw!
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2, this is a bachelor oc, so it’s oc x farmer, you can’t claim him as your own.
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3, feel free to write fanfics, I’ll be doing some as well with samual x farmer. maybe me and @artem-on-the-moon working on something together as well <3
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4. Please don’t pressure me into doing something I’m not able to. Like replying on weekdays, I’m starting up school here soon again so give me some grace.
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Full body art will come out soon!!
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NXX Video Game Headcanons
Rosa:
Avid player, plays multiple genres of games. She frequently drags all the guys into games together.
Does she play Genshin? — Absolutely. Lumine main.
Star Rail? — What do u think, her Pela is probably shredded.
Luke:
Grew up with Rosa, so he's a gamer by default. They played games together all the time, this guy has every type of console in his house.
Plays Nintendo games the most, he was probably into Zelda and Professor Layton.
Equal footing with Rosa in terms of skill, they don't really take games too seriously though.
Does he play Genshin? — Probably mostly does Spiral Abyss, otherwise he's goofing with Rosa in co-op. His gallery is full of photos. Heizou main.
Star Rail? — He's definitely playing, probably mains Jing Yuan.
Marius:
Absolutely a gamer in his free time, probably played with Giann sometimes when he was little.
Mostly plays PvP and FPS games— Valorant, Call of Duty, Halo, Star Wars. He's probably into Pokémon too.
Rosa kicks his ass at every game. He only manages to win if he teases her enough.
They played Phasmophobia together and he chickened.
Does he play Genshin? — He played a little when it first came out but dropped it after a little while. Definitely whaled on some of the early banners. Started playing again because of Rosa and grinded to catch up. C6 Childe main. (until he pulls newer characters)
Star Rail? — Oh yeah, he's got it running in the back on his computer. He plays it more than Genshin. Blade main.
Artem:
Dabbles in video games, not a particularly avid player.
He probably had a Nintendo DS growing up, the man was born in 2001. He played Ace Attorney, Mario Kart, and Cooking Mama.
Only really plays when Rosa asks him to, he'll brush up on his skills in his free time so he can play decently with her.
Does he play Genshin? — He played the quests for the lore but he doesn't really do dailies or the Abyss. Built his characters so he could play with Rosa, he had dumb gacha luck and got C2 Zhongli, so he mains him for the co-op shield.
Star Rail? — Rosa introduced it to him, Artem more so casually plays but he got Luocha out of stupid gacha luck and mains him.
Vyn:
Nope. Never touched a console once. He's completely clueless.
Vyn grew up as nobility is Svart, he's unfamiliar with a lot of games. He mostly just played with toys by himself when he was tiny.
NXX probably introduced them to him and he was very eager to learn. Rosa very patiently taught him and he wound up having fun. He started to dabble more in his free time to get better tho because Marius being better than him was a crime and he wasn't going to let the other guys one up him.
Ends up liking RPG and simulation games the most, he psychoanalyzes characters and likes more laidback games. He would like Persona 5 and Stardew Valley.
Does he play Genshin? — Rosa really likes it so he decided to give it a try. He made a pretty garden in his teapot to run around with Rosa. Baizhu main.
Star Rail? — Again, Rosa probably introduced him to the game. He doesn't like it as much as Genshin because he can't run around with Rosa, but he picks it up and likes the plot. Imbibitor Lunae main.
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Another Autumn (Emile x G/N Farmer Drabble)
Word Count; 1112
Genre; fluff
A/N; artem here! I thought it would be a good way to dispense lore so I made this little drabble <3
Autumn.
A beloved month for many. The smell of cinnamon, the sight of crimson, and the sound of laughter. The crisp air felt sharp in Emile’s lungs, as he swept a bead of sweat from his furrowed brow. He shivered slightly from the cold, despite the warm sunlight beaming down on him.
He wasn’t one for autumn, actually. The flowers were nice, sure, but the season itself was just another bitter reminder of being alone. Every time someone found out about his distaste of it, they would always gasp and go “Why? I mean, it’s autumn! Don’t you like the Spirit’s Eve festival? Dressing up with friends?”
As he dug his hoe into the fertile earth below, he let out a belligerent chuckle. Dressing up with friends? Spirit’s Eve? What a joke. The only memories of that damned holiday was the chiding remarks from his parents to his cousins and siblings, about taking him with them as he would stand in his ill-fitting hand-me-down superhero costume. A tacky thing it was, he wanted to be a vampire but his parents insisted on wearing the old costume.
The air would be thick with an awkward feeling as he trailed behind them, always the last to get candy, always the first one to get lost in the maze, always the one not knowing where to look in photos.
Always the one forgotten.
Then the new school year would continue, walking with his head cast down at the cracks in the sidewalks, uncomfortably walking in his new school shoes which were always a little too big. “You’ll grow into it,” his mother always told him. He would fiddle with the straps of his backpack as he waited for roll call, sitting in the cold plastic chair full of static in the cold autumn air.
“Hoa- Wa…” The teacher would squint and adjust their outdated glasses “Hon…”
“Hoàng.” He would say, quietly. “I go by Emile.”
He would feel everyone’s eyes on him, gazing into the top of his head, before completely overlooking him for the rest of the school year. That’s how it went every year, every autumn.
He was knocked out of his reminiscing as he heard someone open the gate, the squeaking of the hinges cutting through the garden. Looking up, his eyes met the farmer’s. Sighing, he squinted at them in feigned annoyance.
“I’m busy, what do you want? Look, if you’re asking where my trashcan is-”
“Emile! Hey! You mind taking this off my hands?” The farmer shoved a bag of quality fertilizer into his gloved hands.
He paused, confused. “... Fertilizer?”
They flashed him a grin, oh yoba, that grin. He felt his heart flutter, his face like a peony. They scratched the back of their head sheepishly.
“Yeah, accidentally bought too much off of Pierre, aha. So I thought hey! Why not hand this off to Emile!”
He felt his pulse through his fingertips as he held the bag, racing. “... You thought of me?”
They let out a light hearted chuckle, “Well, yeah! Of course, why wouldn’t I? After all, we’re both planting our new crops… Do flowers count as crops?”
“Of course they are, they’re floriculture.” He scoffed, “You should know this, farmer.”
“Right, right…” The farmer glanced at the turned dirt below, “What are you planting?”
Emile’s tea colored eyes lit up, as they always did when flowers became the topic. “Fairy roses, sunflowers, mums- the usual fall flowers. I’m moving them from the greenhouse.” He looked at the sack of bulbs by his feet, “Also preparing for winter flowers, such as snowdrops.”
“There’s winter flowers?” The farmer asked, kneeling down to take a look in the bag.
“Of course! There’s poinsettias, camellias, winter pansies, etc..” He excitedly listed off, “Oh! There’s also Christmas roses- those are nice. They have this lovely white color, but as the blooms age they can darken into pink or even green! You can deadhead those, so they can grow more white blossoms. They mean ‘Relieve my anxiety’ along with innocence and hope, so they make a great present for the Feast of the Winter Star and-” He quickly shut himself up. Shit… I said too much, Yoba, I must sound so annoying…
“Why’d you stop?” The farmer questioned. He looked up, and to his surprise they were staring intently at him, leaning closer for more. So close, in fact he could count every lash that surrounded their mesmerizing irises. He swallowed nervously.
“W… What do you mean ‘Why’d you stop’?”
“You kinda just- cut yourself off there.”
“Well,” He cleared his throat, “I’m sure someone like yourself wouldn’t be interested in this, after all you specialize in produce so…”
“But it’s interesting.”
His eyes widened, “You… You think what I’m saying is interesting?”
“Yeah, why do you sound surprised? It’s cool!”
He felt a strange feeling, one he’d never felt before. He felt… Heard. Seen. The farmer was looking at him so expectantly, with so much care. Care for the impromptu lesson, no, care for him.
The wind blew around them, carrying along leaves of scarlet and orange. But despite the cold breeze, he felt warm- almost too warm. “Well… I-I suppose if you came all this way, I might as well grace you with my knowledge!” His cheeks heated up, painting them rosy and bashful, “D-don’t think I’m doing this for you though. I just… I've just been working hard all day and I need a break. that’s all!”
The farmer tapped their chin, “A break, huh?” They hummed in thought, “Hey, why not tell me more about this over at the saloon then?”
“Oh, at the Stardrop?”
“Yeah, over some wine?”
“Well.... That sounds nice…. B-but you’re paying!”
The farmer laughs, putting their hands up in mock defense. “Yeah, yeah. I suppose I have to pay tuition for your classes somehow, right?”
Emile huffs, turning to the side. “That’s right, farmer-” He’s cut off as they take his hand and lead him out the garden, “Woah! Hey!-”
They looked at him with bright eyes as they dragged him to the saloon, “Cmon, let’s go!”
Emile cracked a small smile, shaking his head as he let them lead him to the townsquare. The crunching of the garnet leaves under their feet could be heard, the smell of cinnamon emanating from the saloon as Gus prepares his fall menu, and the sound of the farmer’s laughter echoing in his ears and ribcage. A sound so lovely to him, that he could just listen to it on repeat over and over again as if it was a love song.
Maybe he’ll give autumn a chance this round… Because this time he isn’t alone.
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BURNED OUT - are there any abandoned buildings in your muse’s town? are there any rumors about them?
//there is a building on the outskirts of laverre, where the city fades into forest. it has sat there for decades, allegedly once a temple, or a church of some long forgotten cult. it is now covered in beautiful, fast growing ivy and wysteria, and moss; ghost pokemon lurks around it’s gardens. no one has visited in years. well, no one aside from artem.
//there was rumors around the place, of course. an abandoned temple naturally has mysteries surrounding it. they say that it was once sacred to xerneas, before the people that once worshipped there turned against the legendary, and was then striked down. but, after all this time, the majority of residents in laverre has forgotten about its existence.
//artem was never scared of the building, i mean, xe are a folklorist, after all. he first stumbled upon the temple walking around the outskirts of town a few years ago. that day, he stayed there until the sun hid below the horizon. despite being sure that he has never been there before, he found the place familiar, and oddly comforting, as if it was calling to some deeply buried memory. they still go there often, when they need to escape from the clutter of life. xe have never told theo about it, and xe aren’t sure why. perhaps he just wants to keep it to themselves for now.
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