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This Modern Love, Chapter 2: The Sound of Settling

Sebastian watches, hand extended, as the farmer hurries away. He opens his mouth, but no words come. Swearing, he turns back to the ocean. Great going, you dick. She must think he's a complete asshole now. He scoffs. She wouldn't be far off. Why did he say that? He didn't want her to leave, he only wanted...fuck, he doesn't know what he wanted. What else is new?

He sighs and tosses a rock into the sea. The resulting plunk does nothing to soothe his frustration. What is she even doing here? Why would someone move from Zuzu to Pelican Town of all places?

And what kind of a farmer dresses like that? His thoughts linger on the shape of her legs in the ripped tights, the way her oversized sweater fell to the hem of her shorts. He palms his face. Snap out of it. They only met today. He has no business entertaining those sorts of thoughts. 

Still, he's curious why she left the city. There's something up with her. Something he finds familiar. His shoulders tense the more he thinks about it; the way their eyes met, how their gaze lingered. Nope. Nope. Fuck this. Sebastian pulls a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lights one with a shaky hand. He watches the sun sink below the waves, sits there until the ashes drop into his lap.

He leaves the beach and plods over the cobblestone streets. Lamps bathe the area in dim light, and the chill deepens. The road up the mountain is long and winding, surrounded by trees and wildlife. Crickets sing, and the river trickles below. The full moon illuminates the path. It's eerie, a little forlorn, and Sebastian relishes it. Exactly his kind of mood.

His house comes into view, walnut siding with a blue-painted roof. To anyone else, the light pouring from the windows would look inviting.

To Sebastian, it makes his stomach twist.

He veers toward the mountain lake.

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#stardew valley fanfic #stardew sebastian #sdv fanfic #sdv sebastian #stardew valley #stardew valley bachelors #sdv #sdv headcanons #sdv farmer #stardew #writblr #creative writing #writers on tumblr #fanfic

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looking back at stuff I wrote two months ago and cringing my little heart out. will i look back on the stuff i write today and cringe again in two months? I mean I hope so because I want to grow as a writer but this process is painful lmao

#writblr #creative writing #writing #growth #fanfiction #fanfic #writers on tumblr

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So my main (@inktr0vert) has been shadow banned for like 2 months now, maybe longer, and no one is getting back to me to fix it.

So! I'm posting here for now cause fuck it. Now I can message people again--huzzah!

Reposting one of my latest Sebastian pieces <3

#i'm but a humble simp for the frog man

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Sebby from Stardew Valley ☔️💜🐸

#feral for the frog man #art #stardew valley art #digital illustration #artists on tumblr #stardew fanart #stardew sebastian #stardew valley #digital drawing

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please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts

#universal experience #right? #please be a universal experience

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writer people

what inspires you to write? what was the thing that made you pick up a pencil/phone/whole ass laptop and made you think "I gotta write this down"? What do you look for in the every day mundanities that inspires your ideas? I'd love to know. I think it's so fun to get a peek into people's minds and their creative process.

I love writing about beauty, especially beauty in the everyday. A shaft of sunlight slipping through the blinds, or the way my cats' eyes light up when their autofeeder goes off, or That Feeling you get when a stranger gives you A Look and you feel that little thread of connection. You might never meet them again but you'll remember it years later and wonder, how is that nameless person doing? Are their eyes as bright of a blue as I remember?

#writing #writblr #creative writing #fanfiction #writers on tumblr #creative inspiration #creative process

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I keep thinking the story I'm writing is gonna go one way and then the characters in the book go 'Actually, no.'

I created you, why are you fighting me

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me writing the worst paragraph of my life knowing that a sexier, more hydrated version of me will fix it later

#this is so real

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Robin’s winter outfit made me feel things…

Bonus comic :

#holy #my god

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Happy to announce the first chapter of my Stardew Valley fic "This Modern Love" is now live on AO3!

Here's a little preview:

Dirt crunches under tires as a truck rolls up to the house. A man steps out of the passenger side. He's tall, lanky, with shaggy dark hair. He's dressed simply, in a black hoodie and straight leg jeans. The man folds his arms against his chest. Looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. 

Their eyes meet, and like deer in headlights, they stare at each other. The moment drags on, and Sage sees something familiar in his gaze. Something she knows all too well. Wonders if he sees it, too. She turns away, looks off to the side. 

A woman with red hair hops from the truck. She's dressed in cheery yellow and brown, and waves as she spots Sage. “Welcome to the Valley! Pleased to meet you. I'm Robin, and this is my son, Sebastian.” She gestures to the man, a broad grin plastered across her face. 

Sebastian meets her eyes again and waves. “Hey, nice to meet you.” Sage returns the wave, head tilted. He's undeniably handsome, just her type. Long and lithe, with a few piercings, and something she can't put her finger on. An odd intensity to his gaze. Snap out of it, she chides herself. Her first priority needs to be survival, not checking out a guy.

"Nice to meet you both. I appreciate your help a lot." Sage scuffs her boot into the porch, but Robin waves her off.

The front door creaks as the three enter the farmhouse. Robin heads to the breaker box in the back of the room, shines a flashlight at the switches. Sage flinches as Sebastian appears beside her. He holds up his hands. "Sorry, sorry. Just saying hi. Of all places, why did you move way the hell out here, anyway?"

Sage looks away. Her turn to be shy, now. "Decided I'd had enough of the city." Her voice is flat. There's no way she's about to tell this stranger about her home life, even if she does feel a weird pull toward him.

"That's funny. I've had enough of Pelican Town. I'm actually planning on moving to Zuzu sometime in the next year." He shoves his hands in his pockets, looking up at the ceiling. He's taller than her, has an angular jaw. Sage spots a tattoo poking out of his hoodie’s collar. 

Stamping down the disappointment that's flared in her belly, Sage turns away. "Right," she says. "Different strokes for different folks, I guess."

#sdv fanfic #sdv sebastian #sebastian x farmer #stardew sebastian #stardew valley #stardew valley fanfic #sdv #sdv farmer #writeblr #creative writing

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Stardew Valley animal name post. reblog with your favorite names on your current farm

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sharing another wip preview of "This Modern Love" (finally decided on a title!) bc I'm already so excited and enamored with this story

From Chapter 6. (CW: mention of being high on weed)

She snorts. "Yeah, you're pretty stoned. Come on, let's go inside."

The interior is homier, too. She's put up some curtains around the picture window, light and gauzy. They frame the bed on both sides. The sun's shining in, pooling across the wooden floor, coloring it in tones of honey. There are dishes drying on the counter, and fresh flowers in a cup atop the little bookshelf.

Sage startles him from his reverie. "Got the munchies?"

Sebastian whirls around. She’s holding a giant jar of pickles in her arms, so large she can barely hang on. The absurdity of it short-circuits his brain, and he bends, laughing. He falls onto the floor, clutching his stomach.

When he opens his eyes she's joined him on the ground, chewing. She raises an eyebrow, pushes the jar toward him. He snorts and grabs a pickle. The sour taste radiates over his tongue, into his body. He licks the juice running down his hands, and Sage is doubled over now, watching him try in vain to keep up. The smile she's wearing suits her well.

He's not sure when he started thinking things like that. Not sure if it's the weed, or something more concrete. He thinks he fucking missed her and that's a trip all on its own. The sun's shining behind Sage and she's framed in light. Ethereal. Some ethereal being with a giant jar of pickles. He dissolves into laughter again. Doesn't even care how stupid he must look.

"So what have you been up to, anyway? Feels like I've barely heard from you lately."

If Sebastian wasn't so high and giddy he might feel annoyed by hearing that question for the fourth time in a day. But it's Sage, and he's cushioned in softness.

Let me know if you like these little WIP previews! Happy to post more ehhh I'm so psyched about this story :)

#stardew valley fanfic #stardew sebastian #farmer x sebastian #sdv sebastian #stardew #sdv #stardew farmer

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Suzanne Rivecca, Ugly Bitter and True

#oof

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Get to know Evelyn Caddel: Lesbian headcanons

Just some silly little thoughts about Evelyn and her lesbian identity for Lesbian Visibility Day 💚

You can also see my previous post for Lesbian Visibility Day (which is just silly Evelyn/Hogwarts Legacy memes) here

When she was little and played pretend with her friends (usually ‘mommy and daddy’ type games) she was always more than happy to play the dad. Once she drew a little moustache on her upper lip with an ink fountain pen to complete the role. Her Aunt Marianne blew her top when she saw it and immediately made Evelyn scrub it off.  

Living at her aunt’s pub, which was a watering hole for queers and outcasts in and around Islington, she realised very young that men can court men and women can court women but – at the same time – that it was not accepted by society at all. By the time she was a teenager she had seen plenty of their regular customers being verbally abused and attacked outside the venue, often by the police who arrested male clientele. (For historical reference, the Offences Against the Person Act 1861 repealed the death penalty for homosexual acts but instead created harsh prison terms, you can read about that here.)

Her first real crush was a regular at the pub called Catherine. Catherine was quite a few years older (and very unlucky in love), Evelyn was down hard. Definitely one of those unrequited loves where you are infatuated with the older, cool person who is just way too cool for you and just sees you as a younger sibling/pal. 

Evelyn falls on the scale of soft butch. Growing up her aunt often made her wear skirts and dresses (never trousers). Her first morning at Hogwarts she forgoes the skirt she was given at the sorting ceremony and puts on a pair of tartan, three-quarter breeches. They feel like freedom. 

Seeing queer couples being so out and open at Hogwarts took a bit of adjustment. Everytime a couple walked past her hand in hand or kissed in public she felt the nauseous worry that someone would shout a slur or hurt them but no one ever did, not even the bullies who picked on ‘mudbloods’. 

She doesn’t have to come out to anyone, as non-heterosexual sexuality is completely normal and accepted. However, that does not immediately erase the lifelong anxiety and shame she felt deep inside herself, meaning she ended up crying a little on her first date with Poppy. (If you fancy finding more about the context of that you can read it in chapter one of my fic…)

“By the time she turned 15 she had just accepted she would have a life living in the shadows, her burden to bear; relationships with women confined to dark, private spaces, like her aunt’s pub or more sordid venues. But that was before Professor Fig arrived, before Hogwarts, before meeting Nora Treadwell down by Lower Hogsfield and learning she was a witch with a wife.” ← this is a quote from Chapter Three. 

Sebastian, for example, realised early on in fifth year that Evelyn definitely batted for the other team for a number of reasons, without her even saying a word: One) After a Crossed Wands match Constance Dagworth came over and praised her for how quick she was picking duelling up and she blushed through the entire conversation and couldn’t maintain eye-contact. Two) After her first Herbology lesson she couldn’t stop talking about how pretty Professor Garlick’s hair is (sure hun, just that). Three) she didn’t believe Imelda at all when she mentioned off-hand how loads of girls fancy Professor Sharp.

She is useless around pretty girls. Mind goes blank, no thoughts. A true Lesbian Girlfailure.  

Evelyn doesn’t necessarily have a type, although she does lean more towards femme girls. She can’t resist someone who is completely, unwaveringly passionate and driven about a topic they love (*cough cough* Poppy and beasts *cough cough*). She often thought, if she liked boys, Amit would be a perfect match for her.  

That being said, she is 110% a boob girl.

#evelyn caddel #love reading her backstory!!

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Chapter 36 of The Softest Magic is up!

In which, Vera, Ominis, and Sebastian discover their Patronus' forms. Oh, and the smut finally happens, too. MDNI, please!

“Vera?” 

She gazed at him. “Yes, Om?” 

“May I…?” 

She smiled, remembering their first kiss, their first steps together. How soft it started, and how intense it became. “Yes,” she breathed. “Please.” 

Something intangible quivered between them, something sparkling and electric. He wasn’t close enough, even pressed together. He could never be close enough. The air shimmered. They hovered on a precipice, one of no return.

Ominis bent his head, brushed his lips against hers just as softly as the first time. Vera melted into his arms. Home. It feels like home. She told him as much. He held her tighter, moved his lips with more urgency. Heat flooded her body as he backed them into the nearest wall. Her breath came in short, stuttered bursts. Vera’s head swam. I want to give in, she thought. 

Vera trailed her hands up his neck, past his face, tangled them into his hair. She gripped it with gentle hands, pulling him even closer. His breath hitched, and a quiet moan escaped his lips. The sound sent goosebumps racing over her. 

Ominis took a deep breath. “Vera…is this okay with you? What we’re doing?” 

She tightened her grip on his hair. “Mm. Please, don’t stop this time.” 

“May I…may I touch you?” He panted already, nipping at her neck. Vera arched her back, craving more, more, more.

“Please.” 

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#ominis gaunt smut #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x mc #ominis x mc #ominis gaunt x reader #hogwarts legacy fanfiction

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Professor of herbology has something to say. Mandrake potion a day helps to keep the TERFs away 🏳️‍⚧️!

#🏳️‍⚧️ #lgbtqia #trans lives are human lives #professor garlick #hogwarts legacy

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