#i have been longing to play stardew for so long but i have kept putting it off for no reason at all

[drabblesandimagines]

Sweet & Salty

I'm feeling a bit sad today so wanted some comfort... Sebastian x (afab) reader, Stardew Valley, Fluffity fluff Warnings: Mention of recreational drug use

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It’s been a day. You’d sat down heavily on your porch steps, trying to keep the tears at bay. You should probably go mope in your bed, instead of staring at the land that is causing you so much distress. Despite your carefully placed scarecrow, you must’ve miscalculated the distance because the crows have still had a go at your most recent plantings and that’s hard-earned money down the drain - again. You’ve been here two months now and, surely, by now you should know better. The farm has been somewhat transformed since you arrived - a mass of weeds, stone and dead branches - but it’s nowhere near how you remember it in your grandpa’s heyday. He would’ve never made such a rudimentary error in his scarecrow placement.

Some of the fences around your crop patches have started to erode too – it won’t be long until they need replaced, but you’re trying to save up your wood supplies to put in a coop from Robyn. You desperately want to add chickens to the farm as eggs would be steady income – or at least you reckon – but you also don’t want them pecking at your crops alongside the crows, so having a fence seems important too. Your endless to-do list swirls around your head again. Why’s everything so hard?

It's not just your failings on the farm on your mind, but also your lack at making any real friends around here. Shane glared at you this morning as he headed off to work. That’s not unusual, despite your best efforts of a smile and a friendly greeting. Then Haley looked you up and down, judging your dirty dungarees. You’d only popped into town to get some seeds from Pierre’s. It didn’t make sense to get changed… Elliott is sweet but locked away in his cabin most of the time, Emily in her own little world… Sebastian, Sam and Abigail have invited you to play pool with them, but they’re such a tight-knit group and you always feel like you’re missing out on the joke, especially when you were partnered up with Sebastian. He’d been teaching you how to hold the cue correctly, leaning over you, his breath tickling your ear. Sam and Abigail kept nudging each other and whispering, but you couldn’t catch what about and it was clear Sebastian was becoming irritated. You’d begun to think they were making fun of your abysmal pool skills.

Ugh. Your emotions are a rollercoaster and the twisting pain in your stomach reminds you why – stupid period. It emerged with a vengeance this morning. It had stopped in your last months of JoJo Corp. There was no chance you were pregnant, your last intimate relationship fizzling out a year previously, though you’d taken tests just to be sure. The doctor in Zuzu City said you were stressed, burnt out… that it would return once you were feeling better in yourself. So why had it returned now, of all times? You feel more stressed and burnt out than ever before, regretting ever moving here. Why did you think you could become a farmer…?!

The barrier finally breaks and you let out a sob, hugging your knees.

To your shame, there’s a scuffing footstep and your heart stops as you look up, worried who’s seen your breakdown.

“Sebastian?” You sniff. You’re tempted to rub the tears from your cheeks but maybe he hasn’t noticed in the evening light. The black-haired man is standing there looking sheepish, a brown paper bag from Pierre’s clutched in his hands.

“Er, hey…” He’s not meeting your eyes. Poor boy probably wants to run. “Sorry, I… I was just leaving Sam’s and I didn’t want to go through town and see everyone, so I thought I’d take the scenic route back home through your farm…”

“Oh.” You mumble, waving him on. “That’s okay. Go ahead.”

He takes a step as if to go on his way, but then hesitates. “Are… Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah,” you plaster a smile on, which you’re sure makes you look ridiculous as the stupid tears are still flowing. “I’m just being silly. Don’t let me keep you.”

He stares at you for a moment, before a sympathetic smile graces his lips. “You’re a terrible liar, you know?”

“I’m not ly- Ow!” You flinch as your stomach cramps terribly and you squeeze your arms around it, hoping in some way it might alleviate the pain.

Sebastian is suddenly at your side – the paper bag from Pierre’s dropped to the ground. He’s kneeling down on the first porch step with a frown on his face. “Whoa, are you hurt? I can get Harvey…” His hand hovers over your arm,

“No, honestly, I’m fine…” You try and wave him off again with one hand, the other arm still wrapped around your stomach.

He stares at you, a raised eyebrow. He seems to be putting the clues together – the wincing, clutching your stomach, the tears… He nods, making up his mind and gets to his feet, picking up the discarded bag from Pierre’s as he does so.

“Come on, let’s get you inside.” He offers you his free hand.

“Thank you, but I’ll be okay. You get on home…”

“Farmer, I know I’m probably not the person you want to see right now, but let me help you out, okay? I can’t go home and just leave crying on your porch.” He waves his offered hand again. You look at Sebastian, hesitantly. He looks genuine, at least, but there’s something a little off about him tonight… Heck, you’ve already made a fool of yourself enough, so what’s one more thing?

This time you accept his hand and he easily pulls you to your feet and leads you up to your door. He opens it – you’d easily adapted to the habit of leaving the front door unlocked since moving to Pelican Valley.

You go to open your mouth, to tell Sebastian thank you, but he can go now. You’re inside, you’ll go to bed and pretend this never happened.

“Sit down.” He orders, pointing at your bed. “You like hot chocolate, right?” You wonder how he knows that, how he knows you have a stash. Had you mentioned it at the saloon before? “I’ll make you a cup.”

“But you don’t know where…”

“I’ll find it. Sit!” He pushes you gently towards the bed and you do sit, keeping a wary eye. To be honest, it is quite easy to find your cups and kettle. Robyn had advertised an extension to you but you don’t even want to think about the price and the materials needed. For now – perhaps even for the rest of your life - you’ve got a cupboard filled with crockery and silverware. The fire’s roaring away, you’re thankful you’d lit it earlier to try and make it cosy ahead of going to bed later on. The cabin always had a slight chill at night. Sebastian retrieves a mug and spoon, scooping the hot chocolate powder into the mug, fills the kettle with water from the jug you keep besides the cupboard, before taking it over to the fire to heat.

“Do you have a hot water bottle?” He asks over his shoulder.

“Huh?”

“Hot water bottle.” He enunciates.

“Y-yeah, I think it’s under my bed. Let me…” Before you can bend down, he drops to his knees and Sebastian is now crawling under the bedframe to retrieve it. You pull your legs up off the floor to the bed, not sure what to say.

He reverses back out, holding the fluffy hot water bottle in the air triumphantly, and gets back to his feet. “Finally, where do you keep the snacks?”

“I don’t have any. Sorry, I wasn’t really expecting to entertain.”

“Not for me,” a chuckle – it sounds a little odd coming from him - “..for you!”

“For me?” He’s acting so weird.

But he’s not listening, already rummaging around the brown bag from Pierre’s. He walks over to the sofa and empties the contents besides you – there’s a couple of packs of chips, cookies and candy. “Ta-da!”

You look at the assembled junk food and back up at the black-haired man, noticing his blood-shot eyes.

“You’re high.”

Sebastian laughs again, rubbing the back of his head. “Guilty. Is that a problem?”

“No, it just… explains a lot.” You wince again as the kettle on the fire whistles. Sebastian grabs the mitt you keep nearby for that exact purpose and places it on his hand, removing the kettle from the fire and placing it down on the hearth. Methodically, he pours some hot water in the hot water bottle, tightening the cap, before pouring some in in the cup he retrieved, stirring the hot chocolate powder until it dissolves. Once he seems happy with his work, he brings the two over to you on the bed.

“Okay, since you worked out my thing, it’s my turn. Time of the month, right?” He flops down next to you on the bed, ripping open a bag of chips. “My sympathies.” It feels surreal as he holds the bag towards you and you take a handful – maybe junk food would make you feel better, and the warmth of the hot water bottle is soothing too now against your sore tummy.

The only sound for a few moments is the rustle of the chip package and the crunching of said chips. You take a sip of hot chocolate, probably a weird combination at that moment in time, but it’s working.

“Sebastian…”

“Mm?” You’ve caught him with his mouth full.

“How are you so good at this?”

“Erm…” He swallows. “Well, I guess cos I have a sister and a mom… and a friend named Abigail.” He replies in a teasing tone. “Maru and Abi usually just get super pissy though. Mom’s the crier.” Sebastian leans forward and grabs the blanket off the end of your bed, throwing it over the both of your laps in a smooth motion. Who knew he could turn into a right chatterbox? “Wanna watch some TV?” He picks up the remote control and turns it on without waiting for a response, flipping through the channels. “Do you have a preference? Nothing deters Abi from horror, Mom and Maru go chick-flick mad…”

You burst into tears again.

“Whoa, okay, no TV! That’s fair too.”

“N-no, it’s n-not that.” You let out a shuddering breath. “Why are you being so nice?”

“Because we’re friends…?”

“No, everyone hates me here.” You know you’re being irrational now, but the floodgates have well and truly opened.

“Come on, you know that’s not exactly true.” His face looks serious now.

“It is. I don’t know what I was thinking – I worked in customer support, why did I think I could farm the land? I’m going to be broke by the end of winter if I lose another batch of crops and this town is so tight-knit that they’re never going to like me being here.”

“I like you being here.”

“No, you’re just saying that because you feel sorry for me.” You go to take another handful of chips, but he snatches the bag out of your reach indignantly.

“I am not.”

“You are.” You clip back.

Sebastian lets out a huff in frustration and he acts before he can even consider the consequences. He puts a hand on the side of your face, turning it slightly and presses a gentle kiss on your lips for a moment or two, immediately causing your tears to cease.

“Would I kiss you if I didn’t like you?”

“I…” You don’t have any words.

He swipes his tongue over his lips. “Mm, salty. That’s not how I expected our first kiss to go, I’ll be honest.”

“Our first kiss?” Your face is on fire. It has to be on fire, why else would it feel so hot?

“Yeah, well, I told you I like you, didn’t I?” He grins, before it drops. “Though I’ve just realized that you probably don’t like me like that, I’m high, and now I’ve made this a hundred times wor-…”

You cut him off, caressing his lips with your own for a moment.

“No. I like you too.”

“Well, that’s that settled, then, isn’t it?” He leans back, a smug look on his face before he grabs the packet of candy. “Shall we see what a sweet kiss tastes like next?”

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[norinenglish]

Stardew Rancher AU - Intro cutscene

Here's my first piece for the Stardew AU challenge.

If you want to take part too, use the #traffic stardew au tag (You can also use the banner I made). On my blog, I will be using #stardew ranchers au as well.

The writing is under the cut.

>> Next Part

I hate this life.

Jimmy doesn’t remember a day in the last year he has not thought this. He’s staring at a computer screen, as he has been for the last seven hours, when it hits him. He hates this life. In fact, it could barely be qualified as a life. 

He misses nature. Running around in the grass, playing, talking to people… He turns his head around to look at the window, but there isn’t even any on the office walls. He looks around him and only sees rows and rows of cubicles with other lifeless people slaving all day. The clicking of keyboards and mouths, the buzzing of the neon lights, it’s all too much.

I can’t stand it anymore, he thinks to himself. I need a way out.

Suddenly, he remembers a conversation he had with his grandpa, when he was young, about the burden of modern life. He hadn’t really realised what it had meant before today. Jimmy, like his parents, had dismissed it as the stubbornness of an old man who was made to live in the countryside. But it must have stayed on the back of his mind, because he kept the letter. 

In fact… 

He opens the drawer of his desk and there it is. A fancy old letter with a fancy purple seal. 

(He’s definitely not going to think about the fact that he kept it in his drawer at work and the possible implication of that. Nope.)

With shaky hands, he breaks the seal and opens it. The swoosh of the paper unfolding is the loudest sound he’s ever heard in his life. 

The letter says: 

Dear Jimmy, 

If you’re reading this, you must be in dire need of a change.

The same thing happened to me, long ago. I’d lost sight of what mattered most in life… real connections with other people and nature. So I dropped everything and moved to the place I truly belong. 

I’ve enclosed the deed to that place… my pride and joy: The Ranch. It’s located in Stardew Valley, on the southern coast. It’s the perfect place to start your new life. 

This was my most precious gift of all, and now it’s yours. I know you’ll honour the family name, my boy. Good luck. 

Love, Grandpa. 

PS: If the Sherrif is still alive say hi to the old guy for me, will ya? 

He puts the letter down and looks up at the ceiling for a second. 

In all the emptiness he feels, it’s like he’s just grown wing. 

🌿 loading🌿

The bus startles to a stop and Jimmy wakes up. 

“Pelican Town!” The driver screams. 

Jimmy looks around. There’s no else on anymore. He quickly grabs his travel bag and gets out. He says his thanks to the bus driver who just hums unhappily. Guess he really didn’t want to go that far out for just one person. 

On the side of the road is just a small clearing, with broken fences and dirt path. Someone is waiting for him, though. A man with cyan blue hair and an easygoing smile. 

“Hello, you must be Jimmy,” he sayswith a cheerful voice. “I’m Scott, the local florist. Mayor Grian sent me here to fetch you and show you the way to your new home. He’s there right now, tidying things up for your arrival.”

It takes a second for Jimmy to find his words. The reality of what he’s done hitting him finally. He quit his job. He moved out of his appartment. He sold his things and bought a ticket for this small town in the middle of nowhere to become a farmer. 

“Nice to meet you, Scott,” he says after swallowing. “I…”

Gosh, he cannot screw this up. This isn’t like in the city. The people he meets are going to be the community he’s going to live with. He wants to make a good impression. 

Scott smiles, tilting his head to the side. He looks Jimmy up and down with mischief in his eyes in a way that makes Jimmy blush a little. He must be tired. 

“The farm’s right over here, if you’ll follow me.”

Jimmy nods and follows him on the dirt path until they reach an area with a… house. Supposedly. 

“This is the Ranch,” Scott announces, waving his arm around to show the land that stretches before them.. 

The Ranch is an old building made out of wood. It looks like it’s been built in the last century. The farmland around, which was included in Scott’s gesture, is littered with some kind of forest. There are different types of trees, dead wood on the ground, bushes, and even some rocks! Is this really the farm his grandfather loved ? 

“What’s the matter?” Scott asks in a light voice. He’s got his arms crossed in front of him and an air of challenge about him. “Sure, it’s a bit overgrown, but there’s some good soil underneath that mess! With a little dedication, you’ll have it cleaned up in no time.”

He turns back towards the house itself. Jimmy notes that there’s plenty of firewood on the side of the house. Someone must have stacked it for him. That thought settles in his chest, fluttering like a bird. He won’t sleep in the cold tonight, and that’s thanks to strangers. 

“... And here we are, your new home,” Scott says. 

Just like his words summoned him, a man opens the door and gets down the few steps of his porch to stop in front of them. He pulls the sleeves of his red sweater back to his writs and offers his hand to Jimmy. 

“Ah, the new farmer! Welcome, I’m Grian, the Mayor of Pelican Town.”

Jimmy shakes his hand and introduces himself. Grian nods, seemingly satisfied. 

“You know, everyone’s been asking about you. It’s not every day that someone new moves in. It’s quite a big deal.” He turns to look back at the house. “So… you’re moving into your grandfather’s old cottage. It’s a good house… very ‘rustic’.”

“Rustic?” Scott chimes in. “That’s one way to put it… ‘Crusty’ might be a little more apt, though.”

“Rude,” Grian says under his breath, his eyebrows frowning. “Don’t listen to him, Jimmy. He’s just trying to make you dissatisfied so that you buy one of Gem’s house upgrades.”

“Gem?” Jimmy asks.

“She’s the local carpenter. She lives north of the valley, near the mountain.”

Gem, the local carpenter. Jimmy tries to mentally catalogue. She makes house upgrades.  He turns his eyes towards Scott. He doesn’t remember if he said what he was doing. 

“Anyway… You must be tired from the long journey,” Grian says, looking back at the house. “You should get some rest. Tomorrow you ought to explore the town a bit and introduce yourself. The townspeople would appreciate that.”

He turns to leave and sees the box placed next to the mailbox. 

 “Oh, I almost forgot. If you have anything to sell, just place it in the box here. I’ll come by during the night to collect it. Well… Good luck!”

They are gone before Jimmy can really say anything else. But it might be for the better, because he’s exhausted. 

“I’m here,” he says to no one. Maybe to himself. Or maybe to his grandfather. 

Going into the house is a blurr. He barely have time to register the small table with one chair, the fireplace that was lit up for him and the bed. He just melts into the mattress and passes out.

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[sexsellz]

Halo! Can you do a Tommy x reader (gn or fem) were they've meet through discord? Platonic or romantic, i don't have a prob

— 🍰 strawberry shortcake anon

★̲ ⤻ 𝐝𝒊𝐬𝐜𝒐𝐫𝐝 𝐝𝒂𝐭𝒆𝐬, tommyinnit 。 ᥫ᭡ ‧₊˚

🫶🏼 - 𓄹 S͢UMMARY: 𝒙𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Love prevails .. even over discord.

🪐- 𓄹 W͢ORDCOUNT:

602

🧸 - 𓄹 P͢AIRING(S):

tommy x reader

🍰- 𓄹 A͢/N:

ty for the request :)!

After applying to Tommy’s LOH a few weeks prior and hearing nearly nothing back from Austin or Tommy, your hopes had been diminished significantly for any chances of getting to know the internet sensation that is TommyInnit. And although you hadn’t been chosen by Austin to attend the show, your discord was chosen to accompany Tommy on a ‘Discord Date’.

Not that you complained though, Tommy had specifically chosen you to go on a date while the LOH contestants had to compete for one. A win-win situation, to say the least. And after you’d went on your phenomenal date with Tommy, the flirty, humor filled interactions hadn’t halted with him in the slightest. He was in your discord DMs all day long, inviting you along on his many adventures. Although your lack of living in Brighton had made going along with him difficult he still put in maximal effort to make your relationship bloom.

As well as pestering you on Twitter.

Your friendship had quickly turned more into playful flirting, which of course coaxed him into developing a major crush on you.

Of course, you were more than obliged. Even if he’s kept you up till 6 am the night prior making you watch him play Stardew Valley, his company was one of your favorites. So, you eagerly made your way to your computer with a blanket wrapped around your body and sat down in your chair to accept his discord call. The little ‘ba-dunk’ noise echoed in your headphones when you joined, as well as Tommy’s charming voice. “Y/nnn helllooo my little pog champ!”

You cringed playfully at his nickname for you, replying with; “Tommy, you’re sweet but I hate that name more than anything in the entire world.” His screen was shared, displaying the ‘Stray’ home screen across your monitor. He giggled, sending butterflies fluttering through your belly. “Well, what else do you want me to call you? Darling? Makes me wanna puke just saying that.” 

Your face lit up, even if the pet name was sarcastic. “Ha! C'mon now, anything’s better than calling me your little pog champ.” You turned on your camera and showed the fit you’d worm, as well as the blanket that shielded your head and torso. Tommy’s mouse hovered over the start game button before he stated. “You look quite adorable.” 

The game continued and your banter subsided for a while. Tommy knew that you were already tired, so he stuck to laying low and letting the chill vibes mellow out. With the occasional comment from you, as well as Tommy comparing your cuteness to the array of different four-legged felines, you found it difficult to keep your eyes open for more than a few seconds. 

Now and then he’d regain your consciousness by uttering things like. “HOLY SHIT IS THAT A LION?” (It was not, but how else would he get your attention?) or “Y/n our cat child is missing your presence. I will not be a single dad again!” The last silly statement made you perk up.

“Again?” You could hear the devilish smile through his dialogue. “Gotcha! Now look we gotta-“ You cut him off with a yawn. 

He sighed, accepting your sleepy defeat. Even if he could’ve continued playing the game on his own, he didn’t want you to miss any cute moments shared between the two of you. “Alright alright, you wuss. I give in. Go back to sleep.” So, with a final good night from the two of you, you crawled back into bed for a nap. And Tommy was sure to leave something sweet for when you returned.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

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[defilerwyrm]

Thank you for posting so authentically and tbh poetically about your transition. I was wondering if you have any gems of wisdom to share about your total hysto.. I was born with a malformed uterus (it is bicornuate) I've always had problems from it and I just want it gone. How was the process? And healing? How has the removal affected you in the years after? I appreciate you bro.

Heya, first off, sorry for taking so long to reply, and thank you! It’s been really rewarding to get to share my experience with others, answer questions, and hopefully dispel some myths. Bottom surgeries for trans men & trans mascs are too often maligned or erased and I’m grateful for the opportunity to fight against that with facts and experience.

The process was kind of funny. The admission and all such were your typical surgery stuff. They kept me overnight in the hospital pumping me full of saline with two jolly nurses watching over me. More or less every hour I woke up needing to piss like a racehorse, and the nurses would gently make fun of my woozy attempts to get up in these marvelous Georgia accents while helping me do so and disconnecting me from the drip, and I’d shuffle off to pee like half a liter (like…literally). This pattern continued until I was able to pass a certain threshold of how much I peed at one time. The purpose of this was to make sure my bladder was working correctly. After that, they let me sleep a bit and then I was released.

Before the surgery I had asked my surgeon if I could see the parts she was taking out, so she took photos for me of my insides during surgery and the whole kit & caboodle after it was removed, and printed them out on nice glossy paper for me. I was frankly astounded by how tiny the uterus actually is. Diagrams make it look like it’s the size of both hands put together or something but it would have easily fit in the palm of one! Also my liver is kinda cute. I still want to frame those photos.

I went home and mostly slept in a recliner a lot for the first couple of weeks. I wore sweatpants and kept an ice buddy (a penguin full of rice my friends got me) on my belly much of the time. I am pretty good at staying ahead of the pain with my meds without taking it more frequently than is safe, so I was only really a little sore and very, very sleepy. Bathing was a matter of wet wipes and dry shampoo for a while. I think I was off work for somewhere between four and eight weeks, and once I was past the first two or so, I spent a lot of time still in the recliner with the ice buddy, but this time binge-watching Critical Role and playing Stardew Valley. My cats stayed as close to me as they could the whole time. I think 4 weeks after the fact I was more or less fine.

Shortly after my spay, I started having hot flashes: since mine was a total hysterectomy (they removed the uterus, both ovaries—which, sure enough, turned out to be absolutely riddled with cysts—and the cervix), my estrogen level went from low to fuck-all, so I basically went through Menopause Lite. The hot flashes weren’t miserable. They were just stretches of time when I looked around and went “Is it just me or is it hot in here all of a sudden? Is the A/C on?” and it was, in fact, just me. Those came and went for maybe 3 months.

(A note for cis women and for trans/nb guys who aren’t on T: I attribute the mildness of my menopause symptoms to the fact that PCOS and HRT were already suppressing my estrogen production. If you have “normal” estrogen levels, there is a non-zero chance that yours will be worse. Ask your doctor for more info about this. If you don’t have your ovaries removed, you won’t go through this in the first place.)

Obviously I am now forever free of the misery of menstruation and the unacceptable risk of becoming pregnant. Both of those things are extremely awesome and I love them forever. Being sterile fucking rules! I’ve wanted this since I was 6 years old and no one can ever take it away from me! \:D/

This last section is about peeing so it goes under a cut!

The one and only downside is that I need to pee, like, all the time. Granted, the fact that I drink about a gallon of water every day does have a lot to do with that. But I’ve found that the sensation of needing to piss urgently comes a lot sooner than it used to. On a normal day, with me sitting here guzzling sweet, unchlorinated, high-quality well water all the time, I have to hit the head every 1-2 hours. If I stop drinking liquids about an hour or two before a road trip I can make a 3-hour drive without needing a pit stop. I asked my mom and a friend, both of whom have also had hysterectomies, if they go through this too, and they confirmed that yeah they do need to pee a lot more frequently than before the surgery. Just, y’know, not as often as I do because they’re not drinking 3-5 L of water daily.

The upside to THAT, actually, is if I need to wake up early, I can just drink a glass of water before going to sleep and I am guaranteed an early wake-up. I am an extremely deep sleeper, much to my own detriment—except where my bladder is concerned.

An odd little thing I’ve found, since my uterus is no longer helping to control where my bladder sits in my torso, is that how I urinate is a little different. Before, it was just the normal muscle movements I’d been doing all my life. Now, I find that urine comes in “waves”: it starts out normal, but then—it’s hard to explain, but I use a slightly different sort of muscle movement, a Kegel type thing, to…it feels like repositioning my bladder a little(???), and then I can feel the rest of the urine pouring down to my ureter, and then it’s normal pissing again. I mean…I’m just guessing at what’s actually going on in there based on what I can feel happening, so I could be off, who knows. It’s a little strange, but it’s not at all painful or anything, it’s just a neutral thing.

I very strongly recommend starting Kegel exercises as soon as you can if you plan on getting a hysterectomy, if you’re not doing them already. These can go a long way to making sure you don’t have problems with incontinence afterward. They were a standard part of my daily life for quite a few years leading up to my spay and so far so good.

#ftm #hysterectomy #bottom surgery #transgender #though tbh most of this is perfectly valid for cis women too! #queerdom #trans matters #replies to things

[elizaviento]

Green on the Vine — Strawberry Wine (Part 14 of ?)

(Stardew Valley — Shane/Female Farmer/OC)

This chapter is rated NSFW — 4084 words. Blow job and come swallowing amid some wholesomeness. lmfao.

(FYI: Additional chapters of Green on the Vine — Strawberry Wine can be found in the Stardew Valley Fic Masterpost link in my blog description.  Or, you can click the #green on the vine strawberry wine tag in this post, within my blog, to access all additional chapters.)

*****

Shane spent every step back toward the ranch replaying his evening with the farmer, looping specific moments over and over until he was sure they'd imprint on his soul like a fresh brand, raw and searing. 

"I love you."

Had she really said the words, or had his desperate sense of longing manifested them from thin air and embedded each syllable into his ear canal like an intangible specter? It was hard enough to reconcile his unabated self-loathing with the reality of Kristen presenting him with a bouquet. He recalled learning of the saccharine tradition among Pelican Town shortly after he and Jas had moved in with Marnie. He'd scoffed and declared it cheesy, confident that he'd never indulge in such a mortifying display. Even while he planned to purchase one at week's end, he wondered if Kristen would laugh and call him a stupid sap. 

She would never do that. Just because you despise yourself doesn't mean you get to shove those insecurities onto her , he thought as he kicked a rock in his path and watched as it skittered into the tall summer grass. 

It all seemed so surreal in a way that Shane couldn't describe. He wasn't dumb enough to believe that fairy tale romances exist. Hell, every relationship he'd witnessed or been a part of had folded like a house of cards, with the exception of one — Yana and James. If any two people truly loved one another, it was them. Jas was proof of such love, inheriting the best parts of each of them, nurturing their essence even while what remained of their physical bodies merged with the earth, unrecognizable. Ashes to ashes; dust to dust.

Bullshit. They shouldn't have died, and no amount of poetic blather will make it okay. They deserved better. Jas deserves better…

Recognizing the infinite void he threatened to spiral into if he kept dwelling on things he couldn't change, Shane felt the seductive pull of some invisible thread guiding him toward a path etched with his footsteps over the years. The ranch was in sight, and those footprints nearly glowed, leading from the front stoop directly toward the faded oak door of the Stardrop Saloon. How many times had his fingers curled around the iron handle and pulled that door open to the aroma of marinara sauce and melted cheese? How many times had he drowned his traitorous memories under foam that bellowed over the rim of a frosted mug? How many times had he spewed them into a bucket, a toilet, Marnie's kitchen sink, his own bed? 

You're three days completely sober, Shaney boy. You can stretch it to four. You can do whatever you put your mind to.

Her voice echoed within his skull, almost as clear as a bell. Though, Yana had never seen him at his worst. She didn't have the opportunity to find him passed out on lake docks in lonely forests in the middle of the night. She didn't have to witness him guzzling cans upon cans of Joja brand clearance beer while he sloppily played James' favorite first-person shooter alone. And she certainly didn't have the misfortune to find him neglecting her precious daughter in favor of spending nearly every evening at some small town saloon where everyone surely despised him.

Shame burned the tips of his ears as these thoughts plagued him, especially when he realized that he was glad Yana wasn't alive to discover the deadbeat he'd become. It seemed that Kristen had taken up the torch as his designated babysitter, finding him in every one of those situations and more, drunk off his ass or altogether unconscious. And he'd treated her so horribly in the beginning.  

"Who even are you? Fuck off."

"No, I don't care what your name is. Go tell it to someone who gives a shit."

"Why can't you just ignore me like everyone else?"

Anytime her shock of curly auburn hair caught in his peripheral vision, or when the tinkle of her cute giggle wormed its way to his earshot, or when he noticed her dark brown eyes boring a hole through his head as if she could read his every thought, he wanted to scream. She was nice. Too nice. He'd been convinced she'd been put up to befriending him by Marnie, or she had a fucked up savior complex, and he couldn't decide which one was more unappealing.

He wasn't sure exactly when her presence ceased to feel like nails on a chalkboard or the scrapping of a fork across porcelain, but he could acutely pinpoint the night he'd looked her directly in the eye without forcing a scowl. He'd been standing on the edge of the very lake dock his feet found themselves thudding across now, early fall, a crisp chill nipping at his calves while he chased the bottom of his fifth beer can. One remained, and he'd handed it off to the farmer when she saddled herself up beside him without so much as a word in greeting. He supposed she'd grown weary of his insults but somehow still felt compelled to approach him regardless. He supposed he was glad for that.

The booze and his meandering broody thoughts had loosened his lips, confiding things he'd never said aloud to another human being, wondering if she'd look at him in abject horror. It would have been easier that way. Most people, especially those in Pelican Town, didn't like to ponder anything deeper than a mud puddle or a teardrop overflowing a thimble. If the frustratingly adorable farmer had been so shallow, perhaps he might have drank himself into oblivion by now. Instead, she listened — actually listened — and offered nothing more than her companionship, gulping her beer as if it didn't taste like warm piss on a good day.

"A woman after my own heart."

Pathetic. Shane had hated himself the second the cliché phrase tumbled from his mouth and abandoned her shortly after, standing alone in a halo of golden light from the lantern he'd left behind so she wouldn't be stranded in the dark.

He'd dreamt about her for the first time that night. The finer details had slipped from his mind and rolled down the length of his spine in the form of cold sweat by the time he'd stumbled to the bathroom to vomit. Despite telling the farmer that his liver was begging him to stop, he'd done anything but. The bottle of cheap whiskey he'd stashed above his closet door sang to him — a siren with the sweetest lullaby, promising a moonless night devoid of light or conscious thought. He gave in, slipping into the darkness like aching joints into a warm bath. Relief… alongside her freckled face. 

Night had fully fallen by the time Shane returned to the present, standing at the edge of the lake dock, fireflies twinkling over the water, reminding him of childhood and Marnie convincing him they were tiny fairies. Even then, Shane had wondered why fairies would waste their time in the presence of a little boy when they probably had important fairy business to attend to. He was nothing. He was no one. 

Except, maybe he wasn't. The farmer somehow found worth in him, despite all he'd done to discourage it. And, no matter how hard his self-loathing tried to convince him otherwise, she cared about him. She loved him. 

Suddenly feeling light-headed, Shane swayed slightly before stepping back from the edge of the dock, certain that if he looked down, he'd topple headfirst into the lake. 

You didn't say it back. Why didn't you say it back? She said you didn't have to, but you should have. You should have said it back.

"Shit," he hissed while running a trembling hand down his face. Summer evening humidity and sweat from his walk clung to his skin, coating his dry palm. A question formed in the back of his mind, the words swirling like a tornado around him while held captive within its tranquil eye.

Do you love her?

The question had never been posed before, so he'd never explicitly ruminated on the answer, even if its certainty had existed for longer than he’d realized. It had crept up on him, slow and undetected, biding its time while sprinkling pinches of adoration here, a drop of dependence there. Until the day he found her bloody and semi-unconscious in her kitchen, terrified that if he lost her, he'd lose the last piece of him that he considered human. 

Do you love her?

Yes. He did.

❦❧🍓❦❧

"Shane, is that you?" Marnie shouted over the cacophony of upbeat bubblegum pop and Jas' voice singing along to the lyrics at the top of her lungs. 

"Yeah, Marn, it's me!" he yelled, shutting the front door and greeting her with a half-hearted wave. Her frizzy hair was tied up in a high ponytail while she stirred a pot of something steamy on the stove, seemingly unphased by the ear-splitting racket threatening to crack his skull like a ball pein hammer.

"Good! Dinner will be ready in a bit! Go fetch Jas?"

He nodded, unable to muster up the energy to yell back at her when he knew he had to step into the lion's den known as his goddaughter's bedroom. When he saw the door was closed, he winced. How much louder could it possibly be inside ?

When he tapped the dancing little girl on the shoulder to get her attention, wiggling in front of a stereo that used to belong to her father, she launched upward like a rocket, a blood-curdling scream slicing through the music.

"Uncle Shane!" she squealed when she swiveled and caught him laughing, playfully slapping him on the arm while he reached over her to turn the volume down. "You scared me!"

"Uh-huh," he said, folding his arms as he stared down at her. "Yasmeen, how many times have I told you that you'll blow the speakers if you keep turning it up that loud?"

She wrinkled her nose at the use of her real name, knowing that he meant business this time. "Okay. I'm sorry," she mumbled, fiddling with the hem of her dress. "I won't do it again. Promise."

"You'll also damage your hearing, just like —" He cut himself off, biting his tongue before the remainder of the thought could be vocalized. 

"Just like what?" she asked, her large doe-like eyes staring up at him, brimming with curiosity. 

Unsure what compelled him, he placed a hand on top of her hand and continued. "Just like your mom, kiddo. She used to listen to music so loud her ears would ring. Drove your dad nuts."

"Oh," she replied, her face drooping so suddenly that Shane mentally cursed himself for being such an idiot. But she surprised him, as she often did, by reaching up to remove his hand from her head and clasp it in hers, tiny in comparison. "Will you tell me about the music she liked sometime?

"Yeah, I will." Rapidly blinking his eyes to keep the traitorous tears at bay, he scooped her up and carried her to the kitchen.

Dinner consisted of Marnie's famous spaghetti and meatballs, Jas' favorite, and the usual conversation. Shane was content to listen, mainly when Jas spoke about school and the things she'd learned that day, occasionally challenging her with questions. But the thinly veiled glances from Marnie in his direction indicated she had several questions of her own that he would be obliged to answer. Luckily, she'd kept her lips buttoned until Shane led Jas to bed for the night.

"Uncle Shane," Jas began as she snuggled under the covers and clutched her favorite teddy bear under her arm, "Aunt Marnie said you were at Miss Krissy's farm today."

"Did she?" he asked, tucking the sheets and blanket under her legs and feet, hoping his face didn't betray his unease. 

"Mmhmm," the little girl confirmed between gaping yawns. "Do you think I can visit the farm sometime? I wanna pet the kitty."

"You have lots of kitties here," Shane said, unsure why the thought of Jas romping around his girlfriend's farm put a sticky lump in his throat. Especially when he'd just agreed to move the both of them in just hours before.

"I know. But none of them are white."

"That's true," he relented, forcing himself to relax. It would be best to get Jas acclimated to the new environment sooner rather than later, right?

"So can I?"

"Yeah, kiddo. I'll tell Kriss you wanna come over soon. But now, you need to sleep," he said, smoothing her hair from her face while another vortex-like yawn overtook her, eyelids fluttering and sealed shut by the time he softly closed the door behind him.

"So —" Marnie spoke as he meandered back into the kitchen, anticipating her probing questions as if he were about to be presented in front of a firing squad. "Lewis told me someone bought a bouquet from Pierre earlier today."

"That's interesting," he replied, skirting past her to pull open the fridge and pluck a can of Joja Cola from the top shelf. Only then did he realize he'd forgotten the damn bouquet at Kristen's, discarded on the tea table by her front door. 

"Indeed, it is. He doesn't know who bought it, though. He was collecting taxes today, and Pierre's weekly sales manifest only shows quantity, which I guess makes sense. Why would he need to keep track of who buys what?" She crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes slashing through him like lasers as she attempted to discern his inscrutable expression. The crack of the soda can as he pulled back the tab caused her to flinch and then roll her eyes.

"Pierre didn't just tell him?" he asked, almost bored as he sipped his soda and sat in one of the kitchen chairs.

"No," she replied, frustration creeping into her tone.

"That's shocking, considering how much everyone loves to shove their noses in other people's business. Guess I had the wrong idea about Pierre."

"Shane." She approached and stood directly beside him, arms still crossed and clearly incredulous by his blase attitude. "Were you really not going to tell me that you bought a bouquet for Krissy? We're family, and I want to be happy for you. Did she say yes?"

He took another deep gulp from the soda can, allowing her to flounder in uncertainty a few seconds longer before finally replying, "I didn't buy it."

"What?" Her face fell so fast it was almost comical, and Shane bit his lip to keep from smiling. "Then who?"

"She did." He wasn't disappointed when his aunt's expression morphed from sullen to confused to cautiously delighted within a second. When she opened her mouth again, he cut her off before she could ask if Kriss had bought the bouquet for someone other than him. "I said yes. Guess I got a girlfriend now."

"Well, what do you know…" Marnie said, her eyes already swimmy and red around the edges. "That girl always did have spunk." Without another word, she grasped her nephew by the shoulders and yanked him up into a rib-crushing hug, pressing her wet cheek into the hollow of his throat. "I am very happy for you, Shane," she mumbled as he awkwardly patted her on the back. He honestly hadn't expected such an emotional reaction and wondered if Marnie had doubts about his ability to function in a stable relationship. If so, he couldn't exactly blame her.

"Uh — thanks," he said when she finally released and leveled him with serious eyes.

"When you tell Jas, be honest. She's too smart for her own good and picks up on everything anyway." The implication of that statement wasn't lost on Shane, and he shifted his eyes to the side, not particularly interested in discussing her weird "secret" relationship with Lewis.

"Yeah, Marn. I know. She's just like her mom."

The slightly uncomfortable conversation wrapped up with Marnie capturing him in another hug before she took a phone call from someone with a familiar male voice. Shane gestured that he was heading to bed, resigned to the fact that everyone in the Valley would be aware of the newest official couple in town by morning.

A text from the farmer lit up his damaged phone screen just as he switched off his bedside lamp, and a thrill shot through his body like a low jolt of electricity.

You left your bouquet here.

With a guilty sigh, he tapped out a reply, the pads of his fingers sliding over the cracks. 

I know. Sorry. You gonna break up with me?

He unconsciously held his breath; a small part of him actually worried she might have a change of heart.

No such luck. You're stuck with me for a while. I put the flowers in water so they won't die. Did you leave it so Marnie wouldn't find out?

He supposed that was a fair question. He wasn't blind to his caginess, and neither was she.

No, babe. I told Marnie. I'll tell Jas soon.

Her reply took longer than usual, and Shane found himself chewing on his thumbnail, waiting.

Good night. I love you.

A breath caught in his lungs as the words popped on screen, slightly warped by the cracks but unmistakable, confirming it hadn't been a one-off fluke.

Good night, pretty baby. See you in the morning.

❦❧🍓❦❧

Shane attempted to keep his breathing even while Kristen's tongue swirled around the head of his dick, her deep chocolate eyes staring up at him, nails digging into the back of his thigh as she anchored it for leverage. Even without the use of her other hand, she bobbed her head effortlessly, hollowing her cheeks for the perfect amount of stabilizing suction, holding him captive in many more ways than one. 

He'd arrived at 5 am and found her waiting for him outside the coop with a cup of coffee so strong it could wake the dead. Considering he hadn't had a drink since Friday, he'd felt surprisingly light on his feet. The usual deep thirst that drenched every cell in his body still made itself known, especially in the quiet moments when he was alone, and his mind wandered and dwelled on intrusive thoughts. ( What if this is all an elaborate prank? She can't really be this into you. She'll change her mind. They always do.) The burn at the back of his throat, the trembling of his hands, the cold sweat that shone on his forehead and pooled in the dip under his nose. But those troublesome symptoms and the aching thirst itself became slightly less prominent when he was with the farmer. Like now, with his cock fully lodged in the warmth of her pretty mouth.

He wasn't exactly sure how he'd ended up with his shorts and boxers around his ankles while leaning against the wall next to the front door. He'd fully intended to only give her one quick kiss after he'd tended to the hens and told her he'd return in the evening. But she was persuasive, and he quickly gave in the second her deft fingers pulled down the zipper and smuggled their way inside, whispering that she wanted to make sure he wouldn't forget her while he stocked rows and rows of shelves with imitation food products. The notion was absurd. She was constantly on his mind, lurking around every nook and cranny, having burrowed into the gray matter of his brain like a parasite he would carry for life. 

"Pretty baby…" He threaded his fingers through her unruly hair, curls wrapping around each digit, creating the illusion of crimson waves across his flesh. His stomach was beginning to tighten along with his balls. "Honey, I'm gonna come if…" He trailed off into a deep groan when she shifted below him, grasping the shaft of his cock in her hand to stroke him in time with the movements of her mouth, her tongue trailing slick pleasure in its wake. Of course, her goal was to make him come, and her quickening pace proved that assumption correct. He was dangerously close.

"Do it in my mouth," she demanded in the few seconds she released him to speak. "Come right down my throat."

"Holy fucking shit," he whined, gripping at her scalp as she laved the flat of her tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip, pulling back his foreskin to swirl her tongue again, a maneuver that made him weak in the knees. "Are you sure, babe?" She simply relaxed the back of her throat and nestled her nose in his pubic hair in response.

Never in his life had a woman willingly offered to let him come in her mouth. He'd done it once by accident when he was 18, and the girl gagged before storming out of the back seat of his car with her shirt and bra clutched to her chest. He'd heard of women enjoying such an act during bar crawls with drinking buddies but always chalked it up to male bravado, convinced they were probably making it up to win the latest dick-measuring contest. But now, here he was, a beautiful woman on her knees before him, requesting the very thing he thought was a myth.

"Kristen," he croaked, brushing his fingers across her forehead. "Look at me." Her dark eyes rolled upward to lock with his, even while maintaining a steady rhythm with her hand and mouth, captivating him. "Fuck yeah, you're gonna make me come. You're so beautiful." The praise poured from his lips like sweet wine, effortless. Every minute he spent with her, the less he second-guessed himself. She made him feel powerful and wanted and desired. Like a heady drug that dulled his anxiety while somehow heightening his self-confidence to levels unheard of, and he was quickly becoming irrevocably addicted.

She hummed in appreciation, switching up her technique, taking his cock deeper, nudging the back of her throat in preparation while Shane clutched the curls at the crown of her head. His stomach tightened, and his thighs quivered, forcing him to lean heavily on the wall, hoping his knees wouldn't give out. 

"Shit, babe — are you ready?" His gasps seemed to echo within the darkened living room, even as the first rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains at his left. It suddenly occurred to him that anyone could glace through the crack at the right angle and catch him receiving the blowjob of a fucking lifetime. The somewhat perverse thought helped tip him over the edge, intense pleasure ripping through him on a wave of euphoria that softened his tense muscles, threatening to spill him to the floor while his cock pulsed against the back of his girlfriend's eager throat.

"Mmm," she hummed once she'd swallowed and clumsily wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Guess I don't need breakfast now."

He weakly snorted in response as he watched her stand and walk toward the kitchen for a glass of water she'd left sitting on the counter.

"I dunno if I'll ever get used to the shit you say," he remarked, pulling up his boxers and shorts. Once his belt was buckled, he slipped his phone from his pocket to check the time. 

"Told you I wouldn't make you late," she said, approaching him with a seductive sway to her hips. When she was close enough, he didn't hesitate to tug her in for a parting kiss, emotion swelling in his chest that he still felt hesitant to speak aloud.

"I won't doubt you again." He was slowly drifting back to earth but didn't feel the usual weight that rode his shoulders like an unwanted phantom, tethered to him since childhood. "Hey, um —" He faltered, uncertain if this was the right time. When she regarded him with a questioning smile, he shouldered on. "Jas wants to come over. You think Saturday is a good day?"

"Yeah, that's perfect!"

Her enthusiasm — how her face instantly lit up, causing her eyes to sparkle in a stray sliver of sunlight — melted the anxiety seizing his lungs, and he exhaled, relieved.

She captured him in another kiss, much more passionate than he'd expected, before shoving him out the front door. Seconds later, he heard her ancient record player roar to life, Frank Sinatra flying him to the moon, even if it was just a Joja Mart.

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[matamisin]

Hair Troubles

Stardew Valley Fanfic 

One’s actions will always show their true intentions. Effort is a language of love and care. When Leilani is hospitalized after coming from the caves, she’s put into a rare bad mood for some reason. Dr. Harvey, sad to see her so distressed, sets out to learn how to help her with her new problem.

A one-shot of Harvey falling a little bit for farmer Leilani <3

Emily, Haley, Leah, Sam and Gus play a hand in this story (have lines and add a little bit to the story), and Maru, Sebastian, Elliott, and Abigail are in it as well but have smaller parts (no lines I believe) :)

CW: small details of injuries, a little bit more detail on a broken arm.

The clinic was having a slow day. Maru kept herself busy by doing maintenance on the patient rooms and the checkup room. Harvey stayed in the front, doing paperwork. Suddenly, the door was pulled open, and Marlon rushed in with Leilani in his arms. She was battered and bloodied. The man claimed he found her unconscious in the entrance of the cave- it seemed that she was able to climb out of danger's way in time, but wasn't able to make it much farther to get help before she fainted.

Harvey and Maru quickly brought her in to be treated. Multiple abrasions, bruises, and lacerations decorated her body. Her hands were just as battered, and told of the young farmer's attempts to fight off and escape the monsters that inhabited the caves.

Luckily for her, her injuries weren't too severe. The loss of blood was one of the major concerns, as well as preventing any of her wounds from becoming infected. Her right arm being fractured was among her other major injuries. The doctor treated it, and splinted it accordingly within a cast.

Harvey determined that she should stay in the clinic's care for a few weeks, at least until she feels good enough to be on her own.

It was only the next day when Leilani would wake up. Her eyes fluttered open as the sun rays coming from the window behind her bed climbed up her face. She looked around, dazed and confused. What happened? Where is she? Why does her whole body hurt like hell? Her mind buzzed around for a few minutes as the fluff was just starting to clear from her conscience. When things started to clear up, she tried to sit up. Before she could make it up at all, a hand, gently but firmly, placed itself on her shoulder, and nudged her back down.

That was when Leilani fully jumped back to reality, and syarted to tune into the atmosphere around her.

"I know you're a little disoriented right now but I'll have to ask you to please take it easy," a concerned voice commanded.

Leilani's eyes shot to her side where the voice came from, and there stood Harvey as his hand lingered on her shoulder. How long had he been there?! How did she not notice him??

"How are you feeling?" Harvey asked, giving a gentle laugh. He pulled a seat up to the bed and sat down. Leilani observed  his face, and despite his attempts to be comforting, he couldn't hide his overbearing concern very well. His face looked tired, and there was a strain in his voice, even through his laugh.

"I.. I'm okay," she replied, after a brief pause. She looked up towards the ceiling, groaning. "Actually," she started, "everything kinda hurts, actually." As time passed, she was becoming more and more aware of her senses. The air was cold, and hit her nose a little too harshly. Her eyes squinted slightly as the sunlight continued to travel up her face, and her body ached a tremendous amount, with the most awful pain radiating from her arm.

Harvey gave a sigh. "That's to be expected. Marlon brought you to the clinic after you fought your way out of the cave with your injuries," he explained, while he fiddled with a pen that he pulled out of his white coat's pocket.

Leilani listened to the doctor's words. The mines, she remembers now. She was trying to look for ores to bring to Clint. As she climbed deeper into the caves, more monsters would pop out. Eventually, she was overpowered at a floor level that was just RIDDEN with monsters. A haunting shadow form had her cornered and before she could escape from its grasp, all she could remember was a loud snap from her arm and an intense pain following suit. There were no memories of making it out of the mines- her mind just jumps to being back on the surface, right before everything became blurry and blacked out.

She glanced her head down, and could clearly see the cast that her arm was in. Her brows furrowed as the pain seemed to keep getting worse by the minute.

Harvey was watching her again, as she still seemed out of it. Her eyes began to wander as if she was lost in thought. And after a minute, he watched as her gaze went towards her arm. The man got up, and made his way to the other side of her bed, where her arm was connected to multiple lines.

"How bad is your arm hurting?" he questioned.

"I'd say on a scale of one to ten, a million in hell," Leilani responded, trying to joke but the slight shake to her voice portrayed the discomfort growing too much for her to bear.

She struggled to contain her pain any longer, and could feel her breaths start to shake and become unsteady. She could feel a stinging in the corners of her eyes, and felt warm tears start to escape. Feeling ashamed in being unable to hold her pain back, she brings her good arm and lays it across her eyes to hide the welting tears.

The immediate pain in her body language and the change in her demeanor worried the doctor. She would come into the clinic frequently to get treated from her injuries sustained from the cave, and even in her other worse states she could laugh most of the pain off. He always assumed she just had a strangely high pain tolerance. Harvey could just barely see her biting her lower lip to try to hide her signs of pain from him.

He started twisting a valve in one of the tubes connected to her arm , before catching her gaze. "I'm sorry, I know it hurts a lot right now. I'll up your pain medication and we'll see how it feels, okay?" His gaze saddened as she seemed committed to hiding her pain. He sat back down on his chair, and rubbed her shoulder with a gentle hand.

"I'm gonna do what I can to make sure you're comfortable while you're healing, I promise," he told her as he gave a warm smile.

Finally, she peaked her eyes out from under her arm. The corners of the doctor's mouth tightened slightly at the sight of the distress in her eyes.

He smiled again, softening his face. "Let's get you some rest okay?"

---

A few days pass, as Leilani continues to stay in the clinic. Other villagers would come in to visit her and bring her small gifts, hoping for her health to improve. Harvey would find himself smiling at seeing her laughing with her friends who come to check on her. He loved seeing that the farmer that came out of nowhere was now a big part of the community. When she was feeling better with the meds, she had asked Harvey for a pen, and then handed it back to him, asking if he would do her the honor of signing her cast first. In just 2 days her cast would be full of notes and signatures from the others. It seemed that they had found a good place for her pain killers to keep her comfortable.

However, as more days passed, the doctor would come in for her checkups and find her in a very rare mood.

When visitors weren't around, she would have a strained expression on her face. She'd be quiet, which wasn't like her as she would almost always be in a chipper mood, at least in the face of others. Sometimes, the doctor would hear frustrated groans before coming inside the room.

Finally, he tried to investigate.

One afternoon, Harvey comes in to do his checkup and change her bandages. Again, it seemed like another off-day. She didn't try to make any kind of small talk with him, and would answer his questions very short.

A little nervous, he gulped before clearing his throat. "Can I ask you if there's something wrong?"

His eyes widened slightly and he grinned awkwardly as she shoots him a nasty glare. VERY unlike her.

Almost immediately, her eyes become regretful at his reaction. She looks away.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I just.. My- it's stupid.." she trailed off, trying to brush off the issue. She blew a puff of air up towards her forehead, trying to get some strands of her hair out of her face.

Harvey stayed silent, trying to think. He watched as the hair that flew up would drift back down to her face. Her lips tightened and her brows furrowed as she hastily used her good arm to swipe the hair away and tuck it behind her ears. Shorter strands would come out and teasingly slide down towards her face again. She frowned harder, and Harvey swore he could have heard a faint whimper of frustration.

For a minute, the doctor stared at her with wide eyes. Inside his mind, he's connecting the dots just from the little bit he's seen.

Hesitantly, a hand subconsciously starts to make its way to her face, before he realizes and pulls it back. "Is it your hair?"

"Huh?"

"Your hair," he repeats. "Is your hair bothering you?"

She looks down at her lap, and avoids his eyes. "It's stupid but yeah.. My hair's been bugging me and I can't fix it." She pulls her broken arm forward a little bit to bring attention to it. "I can't fix my hair cause my arm's broken.. It's just in these messy buns from when I first came in and it keeps getting in my face and I keep laying on it and-" she starts to rant, before coming to a full stop. "I'm sorry. It just really annoys me."

Harvey shakes his head and rubs the back of his neck. "Is she getting overstimulated?" he wonders to himself.

"No, no! I understand. Well I don't- but I get it. You're already in pain and dealing with something like that probably doesn’t help."

Leilani sighed, scooping her hair up before laying in the bed and setting her hair back down. "Yeah.."

Harvey finishes the rest of the checkup before leaving the room, and going in to the other room to have an appointment with one of the other villagers.

---

Like routine, whenever a patient stays in the clinic, Harvey heads out in the evening to grab some homemade food from Gus' saloon. Nothing helps someone heal up better than food made with love! (except for medicine of course)

Harvey thinks back to earlier in the day, as he pulls his hand out of his jacket's pocket to pull the door to the Stardrop Saloon open. A chilly breeze dances by his hand, and he quickly shoves it back into his pocket once he's inside.

The atmosphere of the saloon is very lively. Conversations flooded the air, and music from the jukebox played in the background. He could hear some people being a little more rowdy in the other room as they played pool.

A *clink* from the stick hitting the cue ball, followed by an anticipating silence, and suddenly a big uproar.

"I WIN!! I FINALLY BEAT YOU, SEBASTIAAAAN!!" Harvey could hear Sam screaming loudly as he cheered loudly for himself.

Harvey peaked into the room while he waited in line. Sam was kneeling on the ground, air-boxing with ecstasy. Sebastian was leaning on the pool table, taking a sip from his drink very calmly as his friend continued to holler. Harvey couldn't help but laugh a little at the scene.

"Hey doc! What can I do for you today?" a friendly voice exclaimed. Harvey turned and approached the counter as Emily waved at him.

"Hi Em. I'll take 2 orders of tonight's special please."

"Gotcha!" She sang and rang it up on the register. She turned back to Gus, and before even saying anything, the man nodded with a grin and went off to prepare the order.

"Soo, how's Leilani doing?" she asked, as there was no one else in line.

Harvey took a seat. "She's doing good. She should be about ready to be discharged after a few more days," he answered.

She cheerfully clapped her hands in front of her a few times. "That's great to hear!" she chirped and beamed brightly.

Harvey took a small pause, and events from earlier ran through his head again. The man stared at the blue-haired woman in front of him, but was feeling too shy to raise his question. His head tilted slightly and his mouth slanted across his face.

Emily noticed quickly, and leaned against the counter. "What's up? Is something wrong?"

"Ah-" Harvey stumbled. "Yeah. Yes. Could I.. Could I ask you for a favor?"

Emily laughed, curiously, "Sure, what can I do?"

Harvey looked away, running his hand through his hair to ward off some of the awkwardness.

"Do you have any advice on.." he trailed.

"Oooon??" Emily tried to spin the gear to get him to spit it out.

".. On doing hair?"

Her expression went in awe, as her mouth dropped slightly open, before the brightest grin reappeared.

"Yeah!! I can do that! Here-" she exclaimed, getting other patrons' attention.

She looked around really quick, spotting Haley sitting in the booth on her phone. "Haley!! Come here!!!" she beckoned.

The blonde looked up, a very confused look on her face. Nonetheless, she stood up and made her way to the two up at the counter.

Emily made her way out from behind the counter. She took her sister by the shoulders and led her to sit on the bar stool next to Harvey.

"Harvey asked me to teach him some hair stuff, so you're gonna be my doll head Hales!"

Haley nodded, giving an "ohhh okay," understanding what was going on now. Though, she did question why Harvey had such a request, but whatever. She spun her chair around to face the man. "You're in good hands," she laughed before spinning back around.

For a few minutes, Emily quickly ran through some simple hairdos that she would do to Haley's hair. She showed him a simple ponytail, a topknot bun, and a simple braid. Other patrons would watch and approach, also just watching the blue-haired woman just run through hairstyles.

Leah, sitting from her table, got up and approached while Emily undid the last hairstyle.

"I can show you some more braids too!" she interjected.

Emily happily stepped aside and let the redhead take a turn at Haley's hair. Harvey watched as she effortlessly did an extravagant braid. Some of the people watching awe'd at the beautiful braid.

Emily gasped and smiled, laughing cheerfully and exclaiming at its grace.

Haley pulled her phone out and put the camera on, looking at herself and admired the hairstyle before turning to Leah. "You have GOT to do my hair for me when I go to Zuzu City next week, Leah! This is so beautiful!"

They look back at the doctor and realize he's practically steaming from his ear as he's overwhelmed with all the hairstyles done too quickly.

Harvey is trying to keep track of all the notes he took mentally, but was dragging along once the more-complex styles came.

"Haha, sorry Harvey! Let's get you to practice the simpler ones!" Emily chuckled, patting the doctor on the back.

For the next while, Emily and Leah lead Harvey as he attempts the hairstyles on Haley's hair. The results were a little rough at first, as the doctor has never really dealt with making clean and neat hairstyles on long hair, but he stays determined to get it down.

Meanwhile, other patrons have become part of this.. Hair class? Abigail was taking her hand in doing Sebastian's hair, putting his hair into two little buns that sat on his head.

Sam, on the other hand, also decided to partake in this activity as he tried to braid Elliott's gorgeous long hair.

Gus laughs to himself as he places Harvey's order on the counter next to him. He watched his beloved patrons and friends having a good time in such a spontaneous event.

As Harvey tries again, his attempts have improved drastically! Or, well, at least on the simpler hairstyles. The complex braids that Leah and Emily showed him were still coming off rough. He attempts those braids a few more times, but decides maybe next time, after having to work knots out of Haley's hair for the 3rd time.

Emily and Leah continue to give him more pointers as he runs through the hairstyles again. Harvey tries his best to keep up with all the information that's being said to him while he's braiding.

At some point, Harvey's asking questions, wondering if there's a recommended style for the situation. "I'm doing this because Leilani's been frustrated at her hair recently. I didn't notice it until this morning but her hair's been becoming a mess since she's been here, and she hasn't been able to fix it herself because of her arm."

Leah and Emily brainstorm together, and come up with a few different styles he could try. They try to consider both something that can keep her hair tamed, but also is something that would be comfortable for her to sleep in. Again, the doctor takes many mental notes, and tries his hand with practicing those styles on Haley's locks.

For about 20 minutes, Harvey is so immersed in improving as much as he can. Before long, he realizes that he still has a patient to feed!

"Oh, shoot! I'm so sorry!" Harvey suddenly blurted out as he looked at his watch. "I've completely lost track of time! I got to get back to the clinic and get Leilani her food!" He stands up quickly, and before he can grab the bag of food on the counter, Gus swipes it off the counter first.

Harvey gives a confused, slightly alarmed, smile at the restaurateur. The shorter man grins too, and hands him another similar bag. "I figured the original order would get cold. Can't have her eating a cold meal, can we?"

Harvey takes the bag graciously and slightly bows himself towards Gus. "Thank you so much! I'm so sorry to waste an order!"

Gus laughs, playfully punching Harvey's arm. "Don't even worry about it! This order won't go to waste. Now go get her that meal before it gets cold."

Harvey smiles again, and thanks everyone immensely before turning to head out.

"Wait! Wait doc!! Can we visit her too?!" Sam asked excitedly.

"Yeah, I'd love to see her!" Emily interjected.

The doctor thinks for a moment, and hesitates. "I'm sorry but I'm not sure if she would be okay with visitors right now.."

"Awww, but-" Sam starts, before Emily pulls him away and pats his shoulders. "It's okay!! Just let us know if you ask her!"

Harvey smiles softly, and thanks them all again before running back to the clinic.

---

Leilani is flipping through the channels on the TV in her room. Nothing seems interesting, and also there are only like 4 channels available. She decides to turn it off, just not finding any interest in it and would rather save the clinic some money on their electric bill.

She turned to look at the clock hanging up on the wall. It's been about an hour since Harvey left. He's usually back really soon when he picks up dinner, but tonight was different. Maybe it was busy in the saloon?

After being in the clinic for about a week now, the pain in her arm hasn't reached unbearable like when she first woke up. The only thing that has been getting to her in the recent days is the boredom when people aren't around. A lot of the villagers had their own schedules and, of course, couldn't always be there. She was sure some of  them would have some better things to do anyways, but she was always so touched on the inside when she would get surprise visitors. It comforted her thinking that some days, some of them would make some time to visit her and keep her some company.

*Knock* *Knock*

Leilani is pulled out of her thoughts by the sudden knocking. She looks up to watch the door slowly swing open as Harvey walks in with a bag of food. The smell of the hot food suddenly fills the air, and Leilani's excited to eat tonight's special from the saloon.

"Hey Harvey," she greeted, "was it pretty busy tonight at the saloon?"

Harvey chuckled, "Ah, not quite. I was just talking to some of the people there."

Leilani gave a slight nod. "Oh." She tried to hide her sadness, as her FOMO started to kick in a little. "What's for dinner tonight?"

Harvey gives her disappointed response a quick thought, before brushing it aside. "I think it's eggplant parmesan tonight."

Leilani perks up a little- anything that night sounded good. She was ready to eat and sleep the night away.

"Um, very quick question," Harvey starts, "don't feel pressured to say yes, but some of the others were asking if they could come visit you."

Leilani's eyes gleam up at Harvey. "Like. Right now?"

"Yes I believe so."

"They want to visit me?" She asks. "Like, they asked you specifically if they could visit me, tonight?" she presses.

Harvey can read how touched she feels from everything she was in that moment. Her eyes gave a certain look to them, her voice was trying to hide a gratitude in it, and her body language changed in a snap.

He laughed gently. "Yes, they were asking if they could visit you right now. They love coming to see you and make sure you're doing okay. Hell, Gus even made you a new order because the first one got cold while I was learning to do hair."

"You what?"

"Ah-" Harvey catches himself- WAY too late. He stands there, flustered and red in the face and ears. Leilani swears she could almost see his glasses practically steaming up.

"Ahaha.. I was. Learning to do hair," he admits, shyly looking away and kicking a foot out. "I wanted to help you with your hair. Because, y'know, it was really bothering you earlier," he finished, finally looking at her again with a sheepish smile.

Leilani giggled, finding amusement in the doctor's fluster.

---

Back at the saloon, the phone rings and Emily answers.

"Thanks for calling Gus' Stardrop Saloon, how can I help you?" she welcomed.

"Hey Em! This is Harvey."

"Oh hey! What's up?"

"I'm just calling to let you know that Leilani said she's more than happy to see visitors," Harvey explained.

"Ohhh, haha awesome! See you soon then!" Emily chirped, hanging up.

She turned to Gus, and once again, before she even says anything, the man says "go on ahead, Emmy. I'll handle the shop for the rest of the night. Just tell Leilani I said hi!"

Emily thanks him and gives him a quick hug, before grabbing her coat and leaving the counter.

"Hey guys!" She called out to the group of people in the other room. "Harvey just called- he said we can visit Leilani!"

Sam grinned big, and shot out of his chair. "C'mon let's go!! Let's go see her!" as others got up and they headed to the clinic together.

---

In just a little bit, the clinic was a little bit more lively. Emily, Sam, Haley, Leah, and Elliott had come  to visit the farmer.

Everyone sat around the bed as they all conversed. Emily took it upon herself to help Leilani eat her food, giving her a bite every now and then.

Harvey sat beside the other side of Leilani's bed, eating his own order of the eggplant parmesan. He couldn't help but soften his gaze, watching how happy everyone was, just hanging out and talking to each other. But more so how happy Leilani seemed to be that these people were here right now to give her company.

When Leilani finished eating, Harvey began to work on her hair. He gently combed through all the knots that formed since she's been in clinic care. When he finally got through it all, he tied her hair into pigtails and braided them, before spinning them into secured buns. Surprisingly, he only needed Emily's assistance a few times.

Haley pulled out her phone's camera again and let Leilani look at herself in it as everyone wowed at Harvey's work. It wasn't bad for just learning it earlier that night!

Leilani turned her head in different directions to get a really good look of Harvey's work.

"This is so cute! And you just learned it today too?!" she exclaimed at Harvey, in awe.

"Thank you so much," she said, with that soft gleam in her eyes again.

Harvey laughed, brushing off his blush. "I can't take all the credit, they gave me a lot of help to get me to this point!"

The night continued to progress, and before the clock could hit 11:00 PM, Leilani had drifted off to sleep while the others continued to converse.

Upon noticing, Emily pulled the blanket up on Leilani, making sure she can stay warm at night. She gave the farmer a gentle rub on her shoulder, before getting up and signaling to everyone to keep quiet with a finger over her lips.

The others hushed up and looked at her, then down at Leilani and noticed that she had fallen asleep. After putting all the chairs back in place, everyone snuck out the door and into the lobby, where they all hugged Harvey goodbye and goodnight before they left and walked each other home.

Harvey locks up for the night, and ensures Leilani is comfortable, before turning the light off, and heading to bed himself in one of the other patient beds- a habit he picked up because Leilani couldn't sleep well for the first few nights at the clinic and asked for company.

#stardew valley #stardew #sdv #stardew valley fanfic #sdv fanfic #stardew valley harvey #stardew valley maru #stardew valley emily #stardew valley haley #stardew valley elliott #stardew valley sam #stardew valley sebastian #stardew valley farmer #stardew valley leah #stardew valley abigail #stardew valley gus #stardew valley clint #leilani #my writing #writers on tumblr #i havent written something in so long!! #i was too stressed to get myself to draw anything last night so i thought how about we self indulge in some fluff >:3c

[crispylilworm]

Top 5 Video Game Foods

The recent Watcher Top 5 Beatdown had me racking my brain and googling lots of pixel food images, love the different aesthetic, experience, and curiosity factors that went in to their lists. Though I'd share my own & would love to hear yours!

5. Sweetroll (Skyrim)

4. Lantern Fruit (Subnautica)

3. Creamy Heart Soup (Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

2. Peach Pie (Animal Crossing: New Horizons)

1. Brewster's Coffee (Animal Crossing: Wild World)

Reasoning & honorable mentions below ^.^

5. I got into Skyrim late to the game, but my first character started as a Jean Valjean-inspired petty thief in the pursuit bread and cheese. Nothing looked quite as appetizing as those little sweetrolls. One of the many delightful discoveries I came across going in blind to an iconic game.

4. Red, plump, slightly bioluminescent - super versatile as either a food source or bioreactor fuel, but most of all a gorgeous addition to any base. Returning to base and taking a bite of a fresh lantern fruit was more just for roleplay than anything lol, but man do I want to have a taste in real life.

3. Figuring out recipes was one of my favorite parts of the unlimited exploration in the open-world Breath of the Wild, and nothing seemed tastier than the Creamy Heart Soup. I can just imagine how revitalizing it would be to slurp it down mid-battle. Something about video games making imaginary fruits just looks so tantalizing, and I'm always a slut for a good soup.

2. The craftable food update in New Horizons is what kept me around for nearly a 1,000-hour island. Something about how they would steam after you cooked and placed them just looked so good. The cute aesthetics of the food items could warrant its own top-10 list for me, and the Peach Pie was as good as it got. I got the Switch game in 2022 well after the pandemic peak. Neither me nor my friends had peaches on their islands, and I was not about to pay to trade with someone - I never actually attained this beauty. My island had lined fields of crops and a farmers market with baked breads and jarred goods, she would have been my star centerpiece.

1. This is mainly an experience-based choice for me, but I imagine the taste would be phenomenal as well. 10-year-old me was unaware of changing DS settings to play different dates, so the once-per-day cup of coffee was a cherished moment. At the time I did not even know what coffee tasted like lol. The thought of drinking a scalding hot beverage scared me but I did not want to disappoint Brewster by letting it cool past its peak flavor. And Saturday nights when KK Slider was there?? Highlight of my week. Honestly that whole atmosphere of having a tasty little drink and watching a local live performance is exactly the vibe a look for as 28-year-old still. I wish I could go back and see how many hours I put into Wild World, I literally COMPLETED that game before I had access to the internet to look up how to find things - it was my cozy place.

I had too much fun putting this together lol honorable mentions has no cap idc, also no proofreading we die like men!

Honorable mentions: Yeto's Soup (Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess) - it took so long to make it must be the heartiest soup ever, Rare Candy (Pokemon) - if it can make my pokemon level up imagine ME, Lobster Thermador (Sims 2) - max level cooking meal I didn't think was real lol, Goopy Carbonara (Sims 3) - what's so goopy about it?, Crab and Egg Chinese Style (Cooking Mama) - a food I want to try and cook myself, Dubious Food (Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild) - what flavor is 'dubious' exactly?, Cheesy Meat Bowl (Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom) - food that could instantly cure a hangover, Golden Apple (Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild) - does it even taste different?, Perfect Cherry (Animal Crossing: New Horizons) - I am allergic to cherries but I would risk it, Pink Cake (Stardew Valley) - so cute I NEED a taste, Light Faerie Sundae (Neopets) - faerie food looked tasty af the light sundae looked the best, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans (HP & The Chamber of Secrets PS2) - Harry seemed so excited to find those beans I need to know why, 'Johnny Silverhand' Cocktail (Cyberpunk 2077) - beer + chili + tequila sounds awful I want a taste, Big Bang Burger (Persona 5 Royal) - I want to taste of Okumura's finest, NukaCola (Fallout) - if it doesn't taste like Diet Coke nuclear apocalypse isn't worth it, Klawf al Ajillo & Pickled Toedscool (Pokeomon Scarlet/Violet) - I want to taste the forbidden meat o.O

#watcher #top 5 beatdown #skyrim #animal crossing #subnautica #legend of zelda #this was probably the first beatdown i had strong opinions #always respect the list but mine is better sorry

[dwtisgay]

can you give a rundown on the tunashark lore, im new to their kinda possible relationship stuff <3

alright! I will say I am not the best archiver for their lore because I have only joined on the bandwagon 3-4 months ago due to dream thirdwheeling their date nights and I realized "Oh?? what's going on Here??" and kept watching I've put all of the things Ive noted under a readmore forewarning its a LOT also this link has a lot of cute tunashark moments condensed

I am not quiet certain how they started exactly but I know the most notable thing in their history of spending time together is their stardew save, they've been playing stardew since around the start of this year end of last year? and this vod

has a lot of their early relationship condensed, they are friendly, bickery and cute with each other

and then somewhere a long the way of spending 8 hours a day with each other they realllyyy started to be cute and simpy - they really are a reality check for what flirting looks like and how DNF are doing the same exact thing haha

my conversion date was a stream on june 16th that was an mcc?? practice stream I THINK?? where foolish was streaming and hanging out with Tina (of course) and dream joined so of course I hope on stream to listen to dream but dream doesn't say a SINGLY word, awesame and punz were there too but they got thirdwheeled SO hard that they started copium flirting with each other only for tunashark to just crush them

Tina does this thing like dream where she has no filter and just word vomits her thoughts and she went on like 2 separate rants on how amazing and great foolish is (you'll notice this is a constant thing with them btw) and while Tina does tend to do that with her friends....she's never went on about how dry their lips are right afterwards

I remember punz vividly going "uhuh...foolish's dry lips..." at the end of her rant about how awesome foolish is and how dry his lips are

punz btw only joined to get awesam to play a game with him but they stuck around to watch their mating dance, sam tried to make a bit about how punz invited him to a restaurant date so when is their date (the game they were supposed to play) and Tina literally went off on him like "YOU CRASH OUR TIME AT THE RESTAURANT AND YOURE COMPLAINING"

😭😭😭😭

Tina also had another moment in that same stream where she said "I want to work out" and then there was a pause and she said "...foolish works out" SHE IS SO DOWN BAD YOU GUYS

and foolish in all of this? he is LOVING it he is so quiet when it happens because I think he doesn't know what to do but he has the BIGGEST grin on his face

They always stare at each others faces btw which is great they try to hide it of course but when one of them has cam on you can tell when they are staring at each other and here is this cute part of the vod as proof 3:22:0 - 3:24:00

basically in this clip foolish was going to end if he didn't find anything to do, and he was trying to think of things to do because he didn't want to end the stream, he asks Tina if she wants to play stardew but she doesn't answer him presumably because she is afk - he starts pouting and tells everyone in vc to just ignore Tina when she comes back , Tina comes back and is mildly confused for like 3 seconds before she IMMEDIATELY points out that foolish is grinning and how he is a bad actor and he just CRUMBLS in the cutest way possible

just adding more moments that showcase just how much time they spend together, they genuinely are like dream and George with the 10 hour phone calls except we get to see it happening

in the stream this clip is from they cant decide on a game to play and several times Tina thinks about leaving the stream, that's how this conversation even comes up

but then she comes up with a game she wants to play and is very excited to play with friends and its the garfield themed mariokart ripoff with TERRIBLE controls

and the whole chat was going "indulge her pls" "play tina's game" and he is so soft and cute and does exactly that

#tunashark #can you tell I love them so much? #they are so cute #I compare them to dnf a couple times but they really are such a great reality check comparision to whatever the fuck dnf has going on

[earl-grey-love]

Sunny~ 💕 I'm here to loiter around in your askbox for a bit 💫

So, how are you? Did anything cool happen lately? Any new interests you want to talk about? and who's that rs crush hmm? pls share if you want to :3

Heyy, Ky! You're welcome to loiter in my askbox as much as you like. Help yourself to the biscuits!

I'm doing pretty good! I had tons of college work to do but I'm getting on with it now, so I'm back to my cheerful self again. Thank you for asking!

I've actually be up to a lot, so I'll do a quick list for convenience;

I watched season 2 of Bridgerton and both seasons of Russian Doll. I enjoyed them both! I liked the complicated emotions and protagonist of Russian Doll. I wish I could say I liked the couple in Bridgerton but I wasn't all that invested. Likely cus I don't really like the man involved in it. The new family introduced are great though!

I've played an obscene amount of Stardew. Like over 70 hours in two weeks... my responsibilities suffered for this. Worth it ;) I have strong bestie feelings for Alex, and ofc love for Harvey which I've had since 2019.

I'm setting up a new playthrough of Skyrim with my partner. This also involves renewing/revising my Skyrim OC's ship with Cole... their dynamic is one of my favourite I'vr done with AUs of his ship. Mostly cus my OC is incredibly feral and this makes their ship very strange.

I played a bit of RuneScape too. A long, long quest which covered so much crazy new historical lore. Including flashbacks to the early days of the universe. It was bonkers. The ending was really hard hitting as well. I'm anxious to learn more when I find the time!

Alongside this, me and my partner decided our two RS OCs are going to finally get married after 20 years of knowing each other. They've had their ups and downs. I should really talk about my OC for the game sometime.

So, that's what I've been up to! Its... a lot. I've also been spending more time with my friends. I'm a bit of a loner so I'm putting in effort to break this habit. Its going well so far!!

Um... I really wanna talk about my crush. This is a long answer already I know but I have feelings about him. And you did ask! So yeah ;)

His name is Tzkal-Zuk. This is what he looks like;

Which um hellooo 🥵

Yeah he's imposing and basically a giant, but he was once a human man. A really, really long time ago. Like several thousand years if not more kinda long time ago. He's basically ancient. He was in one of the early human tribes on the planet (most sentient life forms on Gielinor are technically aliens as they were brought there from other planets many ages ago). He was a tribal chieftain.

That was until The Zarosian Empire invaded and enslaved his people. He was thrown into the fight pits as a gladiator, and boy did he demolish everyone. He fought his way so far up the ranks he was eventually challenged by Torva himself (a famous warrior even 4 ages later)... and Zuk won. Torva then used his political influence to free Zuk from slavery, but Zuk wasn't done fight. He kept going, fighting his way across the land until he reached the Elder Kiln.

Blah blah blah theres basically super powerful hard to fight sentient obsidian creatures here who can be reforged endlessly. Zuk fought through waves and waves of them for days on end until he nearly collapsed from exhaustion. These creatures then accepted Zuk as their own, and he was reforged into the half-human, half-obsidian form he holds today. Also he basically ascended to demi-godhood at this point too. Hence the immortality and inhuman strength.

Time passes and then another major historical event happened - The God Wars. Zuk basically came out his volcano and just joined the fighting... for fun... and that was a serious problem. Long story short, Zuk fought THE GOD OF WAR 1v1 and NEARLY WON. By sheer luck the GoW managed to harm Zuk enough that he had to reforge. In order to keep Zuk out of the way, the GoW damaged the forge so Zuk could not fix himself. This left him unable to fight.

There's also some other stuff where one of the Gods who created the Universe tried to get Zuk to do their dirty work, and he basically just said No and didn't do it. Incredible. All of this is literally ancient history though, but Zuk is very much alive present day. He is currently the strongest boss in the game right now. I haven't fought him myself but I watched my partner do it, and the way Zuk acts *wipes brow* his voice *fans myself* I mean hes so strong... *faints*

......... Anyway, tl;dr this insanely strong giant monster looking guy who has lived only to fight for thousands of years is incredibly hot (pun intended) and I'd very much like to ask him on a date. That's my crush.

If I could draw I would draw my 5"4 40 year old OC cupping her hands over her mouth as a megaphone and yelling "WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO ON A DATE WITH ME?!" up at Zuk while he sits on his throne.

Thank you so much for asking 💖 and for reading. This was so fun to answer. It got a little long but I hope you enjoyed it! 💕✨

#my type is uh #fighty boys #fighty girls #fighty thems #anyone who can fight and fights good? my type. #sunny answers #thirst thrist no mi

[tranquilstudy]

Could I ask you to answer all the sweet cafe asks? Or at least your favorites 🤭

*inhales*

cinnamon latte— would you ever want to dye your hair? if you have before, what color was it and why?

I’ve never dyed my hair just because I wouldn’t want to damage it, however I have been thinking about dyeing it rose gold or a nice autumnal auburn!

peppermint cappuccino— what’s your favorite genre of movie, tv show, or video game and why?

Movie: I really don’t have a preference but I find I don’t really like sci-do as much as the other genres. I particularly like thrillers and psychological horror.

Tv show: also not picky. I’ve watched a lot of slice of life dramas and right now I’m watching Star Wars The Clone Wars and I’m enjoying it!

Video game: this one I’m a bit more picky with ever since I played and loved Night In The Woods. Indie games with a focus on emotion, character and narrative. Or cozy games like stardew valley. I know I actually downloaded Outer Wilds this morning and am really looking forward to it!

warm mocha— would you rather be in a sunny field of flowers and grass, or would you rather be in an ambient cafe with rain outside?

Sunny field! But I’d love to go to both.

caramel macchiato— do you sleep with stuffed animals? if so, do you have a favorite?

I don’t sleep with stuffed animals, just a lot of pillows. I’ve kept some childhood stuffies I liked — a monkey and a rabbit that I just can’t part with.

vanilla chai— do you have any hobbies that your followers don’t know about? or any hobbies that you once had, but stopped doing?

I honestly don’t know what I’ve told you about and what I haven’t, but my biggest current hobbies are reading and singing! I play guitar and embroider on-and-off, and I used to play soccer, play bassoon in three bands and do acting classes and put on musical theatre shows!

strawberry milk— what’s your way of showing someone you love them, platonically or romantically?

I think romantically it would be hard for me to answer because I’ve never been in a serious romantic relationship, but platonically (and in general to people I love I would think regardless) I usually give handmade gifts or buy small things for them, or write them love letters ✉️ because I’m very good at expressing myself through words. Physical affection I also like but I’m better at receiving that than giving it hehe

iced frappe— how quickly do you fall asleep? do you only go to bed when exhausted so you fall asleep quickly, or do you lay in bed with the world on your mind?

I actually fall asleep pretty quickly, I’m a Head Empty kinda gal at night so it happens pretty fast.

hibiscus tea— how often do you stay up all night instead of sleeping? what was the reason you stayed up all night?

Oh, waaaaay too often. It’s because I’m up all night watching Ink Master and Master Chef.

cold brew— what percent is your phone on right now?

75%!

steamed espresso— do you like roller coasters and other thrill rides at amusement parks? why or why not?

I do like roller coasters and thrill rides! I do wonder if I’d still be able to ride them though because it seems like I get more motion sick now than before. The last time I rode any thrill rides was three years ago in Disney world…

almond milk— would you ever want to plan a road trip with friends? or would you rather visit one area and enjoy what’s there?

I think I’d probably want to stay in one area because I’d feel like I was missing out on every area I would visit. However, as long as I’m with friends I’ll have fun so I would easily do a road trip too.

Thank you!!!

#anon #ask

[scarlettriot]

Stood Up

You (Y/N) get stood up from a date and Kaminari decides to do something about it.

Pairing: Kaminari/F!Reader

Contains: Fluff, Flirty Denki, Established BakuSquad Friendship

Warnings: 18+ Below the cut, Minors DNI! Swearing, Electro-Stim, Overstimulation, use of pet names (cuddle bug & cutie), oral (F receiving), consensual recording

A/N: Well, here we are with the third in my Stood Up series. There is also Bakugo & Kirishima if you're interested. This one took me way too long and it's also my first time writing Kaminari at length. I hope you all like it :)

Word Count Starting Below: 2,461

You slipped your foot into the silver heels you had picked out. Something a little fancier since this was a first date after all and you wanted to make a lasting impression. Not only that but this was your first first date in a while. Being a Pro Hero made life busy and dating difficult.

Practically the entire day leading up to this very moment revolved around you either getting ready or babbling with excitement to your closest friends.

An alert chimed on your phone with a text from your date, a smile sliding onto your face expecting to read some message about how they were on their way and that they'd see you soon, but that wasn't what you were met with.

Instead, it was a screenshot of your Instagram page, multiple of them actually, all of you and the ridiculous photos you took with your friends but mostly with one Denki Kaminari. The most recent of which was from a tea shop he met you at just earlier that day so you could show him the shoes for your date.

The message below was simple and more than enough to leave a sour taste in your mouth, this isn't what I want to see when I'm supposed to be taking you out tonight. What, one date a day isn't enough? Why are you even dating? Does your blonde boyfriend know?

You giggled at what they were implying, quick to explain how these were all your friends, they had been since high school! They are people you spent what little free time you had with. Especially Denki, your best friend since you were 15!

That joy you felt started dissipating within the next few messages. You hadn't even had a first date and they were already jealous, and that was something you didn't have room for in your life. So, you slipped the heels off your feet and put them directly back in the box to return when you had the time. Tight black jeans and fitted top were exchanged with a hoodie and sweats although your makeup and hair stayed done, you didn't have the energy to undo your hard work.

Instead, you slid back into your computer chair, your headset snuggly back on your ears and before you notified everyone you were back online, you took a moment listening to the chatter of your friends.

"Shitty Hair! Fuckin' pay attention!"

"Yeah, man! We're getting slaughtered over here!"

"Less yelling at Kiri! More shooty shooty!"

"All of you are hopeless..."

Eijiro chuckled out an apology that was accompanied by a lighter giggle also coming from his mic. "Think this is gonna be my last round for a bit, guys."

"You're so fuckin' whipped." Bakugo scoffed, before screaming profanities.

"Is it whipped if I'm the one who's wanting to get her into bed though?"

You clicked your mic back on then. "Hey, remember last week when Kats forgot his push to talk so we all heard him getting head and we party whipped because someone couldn't focus?"

"You better shut the hell up right fucking now!"

Everyone else roared with laughter. "Yeah! At least I have the decency to mute myself!"

"Hey, wait a sec, why are you online, Y/N!" Denki noted, "You should have already left!"

You screenshot your messages to the group chat because it was far easier than just explaining the ordeal.

"Cute shoes." Eijiro and Kyoka commented at the same time.

There was a lull as their game ended and the messages were read.

"Ya don't need 'em if they're gonna have their head so far up their ass like this."

"I agree." Hanta chimed in. "They're not worth your time."

"Still, sorry they turned out to be a shit." You could hear the frown on Kyoka's face, "I know how excited you were."

"Right, you doin' okay, Y/N? I can stick around and we can all shoot some things!"

"Thanks, Kiri but I'll be just fine! Go spend time with your girl!"

One by one, everyone signed off. You pulled up Spotify and Stardew Valley, something of a comfort for you to get lost in for the rest of the night.

Less than an hour later, you noticed your phone lighting up with your best friend's familiar smiling face. "What's up, Denki?"

"Open your door! I have my hands full and don't wanna put everything down to get my key!"

You sprang from your desk and rushed to your door. Sure enough, on the other side was Denki with bags in both hands and his phone tucked between his ear and shoulder. You grabbed it and a bag before he had a chance to drop anything like the klutz he was. "What's with all this?"

"I feel bad."

"Why? You didn't stand me up?"

He fiddled with the edge of a paper bag. "Yeah, but, we both read those messages and no one said anything but they didn't just call our group out, they called us out.

"Denks, it doesn't matter to me-"

"But, it does to me! You were so excited about this and I got in the way, unknowingly but, still! So, I gotta make it up to you now!"

He pulled out take-out boxes from your favorite restaurant. Two bottles of your favorite wine. Your top three favorite movies and video games, and a board game you both had been meaning to try. "I mean, if they think I'm your boyfriend I kinda gotta live up to the hype, right?"

You really wanted to insist that none of this was necessary. That just because some person that neither of you really knew that well, assumed something about your relationship that didn't mean he had to blame himself for it.

But, you had to admit, this was really sweet. It shouldn't have come as a surprise to you that he knew everything you liked but it was nice. Instead of sitting across from a stranger, making awkward small talk, and trying to learn about one another, you were barefoot in your kitchen, laughing with your best friend while he plated dinner and you poured the wine.

Formalities were out the window. Both you and Denki were eating dinner in your living room, laughing and drinking just as you'd done a million times before. You snapped a photo of the delicious food on paper plates, toasting good times with your cheap wine, ready to post them to your Instagram.

"Gonna make them more jealous..."

"I think they made it pretty clear they don't want to see me so why should I care?"

He shrugged. "I just thought they might, you know, come to their senses that they obviously lost."

"I don't really care either way." You wandered back into your kitchen, putting away the leftovers, "They can forget I exist or they can stalk my page like a creep. If someones' gonna try and tell me I can't be friends with my friends or just not listen to me, then I don't want them in my life. No matter how good-looking they are."

Denki watched you from the sofa, a bit of a lopsided grin on his face that had butterflies taking flight in your stomach. "What?" Laughing to hide the bit of a crush you always had on the man. It was unavoidable you told yourself. His personality was infectious and had 15 year old you head over heels.

He pushed back bright blonde hair back off his forehead and just shook his head. "Nothin'. Uh, what's next? Video game, board game, or movie?"

You peaked on the counter at the options. "Well, we probably should have checked this but the board game needs at least four people to play... guess we'll have to save that for our next game night. Is a movie okay?"

Of course, it was.

You brought over the DVD with a refill of wine and he pulled a blanket down off the back of your sofa.

It really didn't take long, just fifteen minutes or so, and you were curled up into Denki's side. You'd make grabby hands for your wine glass and he'd pass it over with that damn grin again.

And not long after that, he'd pulled out his phone, angling it to take a picture of the two of you. "What are you doing?" You could see him on his own Instagram, tagging you, with the caption, Check out my cute cuddle bug.

"I thought you didn't want to make them more jealous."

"I decided I don't care either. You're mine tonight, their loss. And since you're mine tonight, I get bragging rights." He snapped another quick picture of you rolling your eyes at him, and then he kept snapping them.

"Denki! Why!"

"Because you're cute, cuddle bug! I like having all the pictures of you that I can!"

Even as you tackled him back down on the sofa, pinning him below you, he still managed a photo. "Bet if I post this one, they'll really get the wrong idea."

You could have moved. You were the one on top of him and you had his arms above his head. You had the power here and yet you just lingered above him.

"Y/N? Not that I'm one to complain about having a beautiful person such as yourself pinning me down, like, it's kinda hot, but..." Looking down into half-lidded golden eyes, you wondered why you had to become best friends with such a damn flirt! "Are you gonna take advantage of this situation we're in or are we just gonna keep dancing around this for another decade or so?"

You couldn't have heard him right? No... no this was your brain playing tricks on you because he certainly hadn't had that much wine tonight. You sat upright on his lap. "Another decade then, Y/N?"

"You- ha- you should stop that, Denki."

He leaned up, moving his arms around you, "Gimme a good reason to and I will."

You didn't have one. And not just because you've been in love with him for ten years but also because he was your best friend. The only reason to not go through with it was the possibility of losing your friendship if something bad were to happen but, you really didn't think anything would.

Denki might have been a serial flirt but he was surprisingly loyal in all the relationships he'd been in, not that there had been all that many serious ones.

"I'm not hearing anything." He teased, his face getting closer to yours. You could count each and every one of the faint freckles that littered the balls of his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. "But, I promise, if you tell me no, I'll stop, won't push this any further."

This whole thing seemed like a frickin' whirlwind, happening faster than your brain could really process the situation but you didn't want it to stop either. You wanted to take it further, didn't want to say no.

Which was why you coiled your arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. There was that small little buzz of electricity that tickled your lips when he'd kiss your nose or cheeks that was now playing on his lips, on his tongue when you welcomed him in.

He leaned back again, pulling you with him until you were both a pile of needy hands and breathy pleas. Everywhere his hands roamed you felt that faint trail of shock against your skin, making the little hairs on your body stand on end.

Clothes were shed, tossed haphazardly around your living room, both of you pausing to laugh when Denki managed to land your hoodie over a lamp. His attention was drawn back to you quickly though, still perched on top of him but now he had your chest on full display since you'd forgone a bra when your date canceled.

Electrifying tongue twirled around your nipples, sensitive normally, now it felt like you knew what it was like when he fried his damn brain. He was eager, relentless even, pulling and sucking, another hand giving your other breast a similar treatment. He had you so focused that you let out a broken moan when slender fingers found their way into your panties.

"Fuckin' hell, Denki."

The bastard winked up at you, nipple still between his lips and before you could retort, he sent another small jolt through you.

You were blatantly grinding down on his hand, reaching behind you, you found him completely solid, barely being contained in the tight black boxers he wore. You had enough sense to tug them down and wrap your hand around him making his teeth sink into your soft flesh, whining when you stroked him.

"Y/N..." He whimpered, his hand momentarily distracted from his ministrations gave you enough time to shift in his lap to scoot forward putting his cock in front of you. In one swift motion, you had his length between your slick. "Oh fuck, cutie!" Golden eyes were squeezed shut while you moved along him, feeling that pleasant curve he had, you could only imagine what it was gonna be like to have him inside you.

"You're being a little tease, ma-makes me wanna do all sorts of things to y-you."

He was kissing your neck, your chest, shoulders, and arms, anywhere on you that he could reach. His hips bucking up into you, just trying to hit that perfect angle.

Strength and agility were something most overlooked when it came to Denki Kaminari but when the man wanted something bad enough, he found a way to get it.

He had your ass rising up in the air with a harsh thrust of his hips and a small squeak from you, giving him exactly enough time to scoot down on the sofa so you were sat atop his face. If you complained, he didn't hear you. Denki already had your thighs around his head and his tongue devouring you completely.

Little shockwaves rocked you while you cried out his name, hands fisting blonde locks just trying to stay upright.

One orgasm from you apparently wasn't enough, neither was two but on the third, Denki finally relented, allowing your heartrate to come back down and your gasping breaths to come in more steadily.

You slid back down his body, his erection now smack against your ass. His hair was recked, face completely flush but he had the biggest grin on his face that you'd ever seen.

Denki kissed both your cheeks, "You are so amazing, cutie!" Kissed your lips, "You taste better than anything I've ever had!" And one more on the tip of your nose. "Doin' okay?"

You nodded, starting to really gather yourself again, and by this point, you really just wanted one thing.

"I wanna... Denks... can I take care of you now?"

"Sure, cutie! How do you want me?" The wiggling eyebrows had you rolling your eyes and pushing him on his back again.

It took little effort for you to position yourself above his cock, and with how slick you were, his bright pink head slipped right inside. He held your hands while you scrunched up your face, sliding all the way down him until he was completely sheathed within.

The curve was immaculate. Hitting in just the right way that had you moaning with just a couple thrusts from him. Before long, you were eagerly bouncing on his cock. Riding him hard so he filled you up each and every time.

You barely registered him reaching for the coffee table, his phone now in his hands. "What're you doin'?" You practically slurred, slowing only slightly. He tapped the camera lens with a wicked grin. "Seriously?"

"We could make 'em really jealous now..."

Somewhere in your brain, you knew your date wouldn't give two shits, in fact, this probably would have only validated their thoughts about your's and Denki's relationship but with his cock stuffed so deeply into you, kissing your cervix in the most beautiful way, you really didn't give a damn.

You and Denki put on the best possible show you could think of. You were overstimulated, sore, and completely elated! He balanced the phone against the wine bottle so neither of you had to try to hold it.

This way he could play with your breasts or squeeze your thighs while you dug half-moons into his chest. Shocked with the playful zaps he sent right to your core.

Your makeup you'd didn't feel like taking off now ran down your cheeks with tears. Your hair was a mess thanks to him pulling at it.

Denki had you howling through another two orgasms, telling you how perfect you were, how nice you felt squeezing him so tightly, your nails felt so good against his skin.

It was only when you collapsed against his chest did he hoist your hips up so he could ram into you, pulling out just at the last second with a strangled cry of your name.

He wiggled himself free, grabbing a towel from your bathroom and cleaning you both up before stopping the recording.

"You're, hey you're gonna send that to me right?" You asked when he handed back your hoodie off the lamp.

He dropped a kiss on your lips, plopping down beside you on the sofa again and you noticed your email already up and the video uploading. "Obviously, we share all our videos and photos. Why would this be different?"

#mha #bnha #mha smut #denki kaminari #kaminari #kaminari smut #denki kaminari smut #mha fluff #denki fluff #denki smut #denki x you #mha x reader #kaminari x reader #denki x reader

[flareish]

Stolen Scrunchie

kenma x reader

summary: he steals your hair scrunchie from you and wears it

genre: fluff

warning: none

wc: 0.8k

a/n : when I say scrunchie I mean like the fabricy ones, not the thin elastic ones. Also I haven’t written or read too much kenma stuff so I hope it does him justice. I have another kenma one lined up after this where you bleach his hair!

You're running late. It’s the last class of the day and you have that one teacher who with the “the bell doesn't dismiss you, I do” mentality and it frustrates you to no end. So now you are 20 minutes late to your boyfriend’s volleyball practice. You make it a habit to come to every single one of his practices. Even if you spend the whole time studying or listening to music you just want to be supportive and present. It's also nice to see him move around for once. While he may not spend as much time practicing as the others, he spends all that free time playing video games. Many of your dates revolve around video games. Playing them, watching him play them, going to buy them. You get the point. Although you complain about his seemingly crooked priorities, hes a very attentive boyfriend. Kenma always manages to know when somethings up. It was one of the reasons you fell for him.

You finally reach the gym. Pausing for a moment to gather yourself before walking in so you don't burst in like a mad man. Still the sound of you entering draws the eyes of the players.

“Oh wow great of you to join us Y/N.” Kuroo teases. You playfully glare at him. Being Kenma’s significant other you were close with him. You had to be. As much as Kenma may like you, (bros before h-), Kuroo is a childhood friend and his opinion means a lot more to Kenma than he lets on.

Just as you were about to throw back a witty report, a ball smacks Kuroo in the back of the head. Everyone is shocked for a moment, Kuroo especially.

“Be nice.” Kenma says subtly sticking up for you. He knows you can hold your own against Kuroo, hes seen many witty battles go on between the two of you, although let’s be honest he’s probably wanted to do that since practice began. You tune out Kuroo’s over dramatic reaction when you notice something. Kenma’s hair is up. Not only does he look so handsome like that but you recognize the scrunchie he’s using. Its your favorite one. Its got little cats all over it. You bought it as a joke, and cause it was adorable, but then you just kept wearing it. You had been bummed out this morning because you thought you lost it. Thinking back to last night, you must of left it in his room on accident. Although the fact he was wearing it instead of just keeping it in his room for you to get tonight made your ears burn red. All you wanted to do was run across the court and attack him with hugs and kisses for being so cute, but you didn't want to derail practice and embarrass him, so you sat down in your usual spot. You decided to watch practice today instead of working on homework or something else. A few hairs had slipped from the little pony he had put up. They framed his face perfectly. It was so unfair how someone could look that good in a cat scrunchie. 

Practice came to an end and you hopped up from your spot so you could walk home with your boyfriend.

“Hey, you look cute today.” You said as he was picking up his stuff. The others were goofing off across the court so they couldn't hear you openly flirting. Kenma just blushed and made his way to the door. You followed along.

“Did that History teacher keep you past the bell again?” He asked, attentive as ever.

“Ugh yeah! I thought she was going to keep us there all night.” You grumbled still upset she made you miss half of practice. You both chatted on the way to his house, well more you talked and he added a few words here and there. When you get up to his room he flops down on the bed and you follow suit. You lays close together, not quite cuddling but still close. You reach a hand out and play with the long strands of hair that fell out his ponytail.

“You should put your hair up more often,” you mindlessly say, “especially if it is with my scrunchie.” At that comment his whole face blushes and he hides it in the mattress. You giggle that the reaction.

“My hair isn't usually this long.” He vaguely adds, as if it was an excuse.

“I don't mind, like I said its cute.”

“What if I don’t want to be cute.” He says, peaking up from the mattress with a defiant look.

“What if I said it makes you look hot.” You whisper trying to be seductive.

“I would say,” he starts, “want to play stardew valley with me?”

#kenma #kenma kozume #kozume kenma #kenma x reader #kenma x you #kenma fluff #kenma oneshot #kenma imagine #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #fluff #nekoma #nekoma fluff #nekoma oneshot #nekoma imagines #flareish

[blobbyclouds]

Hello I love stuff! So I remember that you headcanons about the main 6 realizing that they're in a game. Can you do headcanons for the main 6 actually appearing in the real world and meeting the player? Imagine the chaos that would ensue when they come into contact with modern technology.

But like... really imagine it. Really just think about playing the game one day and POOF your fav LI is sitting beside you, completely real and a little messy as they look at you with wide eyes

Also, for the sake of these headcanons we’re going to say the LI is aware that they were in a game :) (because I don’t feel like dealing with any existential crises)

Warnings: none!

-Asra Alzanar-

Definitely the most chill about popping into another world. Pretty normal stuff for him when spells go backwards 

You on the other hand backed up against the wall like a blushing mess while he calmed you down as quickly as he could. He was calmer than you simply because he’s always sensed that there was more to the mc in the game than what met the eye

Asra was a fast learner as you taught him all about Earth 

It was interesting, to say the least, having to explain Asra’s presence for the few weeks he was with you before the spell wore off. Luckily, by saying he was an exchange student and using a few deception spells, it was no problem

Sorting out his fashion sense was interesting too

“No, Asra, you can’t wear mystical robes or magical amulets to the cafe.”

“But… magic is my thing.”

“But magic isn’t a thing here.” 

He ended up playing with a lot of different styles of our world and unfairly looked amazing in all of them??? He’s aesthetic in everything??

Always sweet and affectionate, touching you in some way because he can’t really believe he gets to the meet the real you <3

Whenever you went out, he liked to hold your hand

He really liked getting to learn about your life outside the game, like your hobbies, school/work, and other such interests

He was really happy to meet your friends and family, sizing them up to decide if he completely trusted them to take care of his darling apprentice

If you come from a bad home or anything, it’d break Asra’s heart and he’d do literally everything in his power to help you. And with any other problems in your life, he’d put his heart and soul into helping you too

When he had to leave, he taught you a special way to make the game glitch so he’ll know that something is really wrong and he’ll come to the real world asap 

-Nadia Satrinava-

More than a little surprised that Asra’s spell landed her here 

You two made eye contact and it took you both a second to process what was going on

“Oh. Good evening, Nadia. What brings you here?”

“Good evening. It seems Asra’s spell has landed me in your home world.”

And then the “??!!?!!?!?” feeling hit both of you and you went into extreme planning mode

In a few minutes, you two had figured out when Asra’s spell would wear off and bring her home, a cover story for Nadia’s stay, and had everything planned perfectly because y’all are a power couple

Nadia had a bit of a rough first day with technology and no servants to help her figure all this new stuff out

The first time she saw a car was when you were walking outside your house, and she yanked you behind a bush because she thought it was some sort of monster

She was super flustered when you explained it was just a car, but you insisted you thought it was sweet of her to “protect” you

Nadia felt really bad about not being able to pay you back for your kindness and tried to make up for it by being helpful around the house

No matter what type of wardrobe you have, Nadia helped plan your outfits for the few weeks she was there

You two went shopping once and she managed to get a bunch of deals 

Yeah, she’s better at sweet talking and bartering than you’ll ever be :( 

She wanted to know all about your interests and hobbies, they’re all fascinating to her 

She gives the best advice and listens attentively to any of your problems 

Have any toxic friends? Rude family members? Teachers or bosses making your life miserable? Nadia will verbally demolish them and make sure you’ll be treated well after she’s gone

When she eventually had to leave, she left you a sweet letter to read whenever you’re sad

-Julian Devorak-

Pure utter chaos when he first pops in

You’re yelling, he’s yelling, everything is a mess 

Eventually, you both calm down though and manage to talk things out, Julian rambling so quickly you can barely understand him

The two of you manage to figure out that Asra’s spell will last a few weeks. So, in the meantime, Julian is stuck with you 

At first he acted all confident as he tried to convince both himself and you that he had this entire situation under control 

That is, until he stepped into the kitchen and nearly caused three disasters in five seconds 

You gave him a crash course on Earth and he literally took notes and made flashcards that he would randomly look at as you showed him around

When friends and family began to question his presence, the both of you had this elaborate story about how Julian was a childhood friend who was stopping in town to meet up with his family. There were character names and everything, y’all really got into it

He’s fascinated by the medical advances in the real world and loves all those hospital shows like Grey’s Anatomy. You two are definitely going to spend some time cuddled up on the couch watching those shows

He was so excited about seeing everything and kind of frustrated he couldn’t get you anything as a way to repay you for taking care of him and being such a good teacher in general

He actually picked a bunch of flowers for you, and while you’re certain he stole some of them, it was a very kind gesture

If you got sick at all during his stay, he’d go into doctor mode and nurse you back to health 

He was constantly making plans to spend every single second he could with the real world version of you, so that he could return to his world knowing as much about you as he could 

-Muriel-

When he simply appeared in your room you two silently stared at one another for a very long time and then began to panic

Muriel was more flustered than you because it took him a second to realize he was right in front of the real mc, the real version of you 

You managed to calm him down though, and after that it was pretty smooth sailing

Muriel was not a fan of the attention he got for his height whenever you two went out to malls or other such public spaces 

It was just a lot to process. You both knew each other, but Muriel’s mind couldn’t quite process the real world version of the mc he knew so well and you couldn’t quite believe that Muriel was here in real, 3-D form

It was even harder for you because everyone wanted to know all about him and kept asking all these questions him 

That’s why you spent the majority of your time in less public spaces or just stayed home and enjoyed things like baking, video games, and movies 

Muriel really enjoys farming games like Stardew Valley and Animal Crossing and he’s really good at them too 

Is 100% down to be a listening ear for all your real world problems

He feels a little guilty that he’s known you for so long, yet this is the first time he’s been able to help you with your real life problems

So he plans on being as helpful as he can be for the few weeks he’s with you and insists on helping with any chores around the house

When he had to leave, he tried to stay calm, but the moment you started getting upset, he’d get upset too

He left you a wood carving of one of your favorite things, like a favorite animal, favorite character, favorite something that would mean a lot to you and show you there’s always of part of him with you 

-Portia Devorak-

When Portia suddenly popped into existence beside you, you were both surprised, but like, too shocked to properly freak out?

“Oh. Hello, Portia.”

“Oh. Hello to you too. You look a little different… where are we?” 

You managed to get in a pretty calm explanation about where she was and a bit of info about the modern world before she started freaking out

She was stuck here for two weeks and neither of you knew any way to get her back to her own world, so you decided to just go with it

Portia was mystified by all parts of modern life

Her favorite things are always the clothes and the food

Technology low key scared her for the first few days, but you helped her adjust

Her favorite thing is ordering stuff online because there’s so much cool stuff!!! And she can get it all in the click of a few buttons!!! So cool!!!

She always links your arm with hers when you’re showing her parts of town so that the two of you can’t get separated 

She’s pretending to be a good friend of yours who is coming from out of the country and will be staying for a few weeks 

You two do a lot of baking and Portia only starts one, little fire by using the microwave wrong :) 

If you have any big problems in your life Portia is an absolute sweetheart about them. She listens perfectly and will give you all the advice and comfort you need

She’s such a cheerleader and gives you a bunch of compliments and support that she can’t give to you in the game

When the time came for her to leave, she wrapped you in her arms and wouldn’t let go until Asra’s spell pulled her back into the game

After she left, you realized she had secretly made you a cute stuffed animal version of Pepi just for you <3

-Lucio-

S c r e a m i n g

He got really defensive really fast because he was so confused

You confused him because you look a lot like the mc in the game but, since this is the real world you, you look recognizable but different

You had to carefully pry the make-shift weapon he had grabbed and explain who you were and what you thought had happened 

After that Lucio chilled out but was still a little on edge

With all the technology you showed him he either loved it or hated it

Itty bitty phone screens that don’t respond to his metal hands, somewhat larger tv screens that are as confusing as Asra’s magic, and dumb people called Siri who can’t understand him? Stupid

Super fast cars and speakers that blare music? Very cool

He wasn’t the best at hiding the fact that he’s from a game and almost let it slip a few times

So you have to dive into the conversation to assure this random stranger that no, your exchange student is only joking about being a count, isn’t he hilarious???

Give him a sharp elbow in the ribs to shut him up, works 9/10

He loves movie theaters so much and will beg to go there all the time while he’s with you

He’s always very touchy because this is probably the only time he’ll get with the real version of you, and he wants to savor every bit of it

He’s an extremely picky eater and seems to only like the food you make

While spending time with the version of you in the game is always fun, it was always wonderful to get to meet the real you. A few weeks didn’t feel like nearly enough time to get to know you 

He acted like going back to the his world wasn’t a big deal up until the last second when the spell started pulling him back. Then, blinking away tears, he wrapped you in a far too tight hug that was surprisingly comforting

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please please a part 2 of that gamer!geralt au, them doing something like Q&A

Nonie, I hope you know what you signed up for. This got out of hand lmao. like 2.4k of Q&A kind of out of hand. 

Warnings: swearing, talk of drinking to excess, kinda spicy questions, lil kisses, idk how but I meant for this to be goofy and horny and it got kinda soft? what’s new?

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“Holy shit,” Geralt sat staring at his phone as he mindlessly stirred pasta.

“I swear to god, if you found a way to burn noodles-” Jaskier turned away from the blender to wave a wooden spoon covered in pesto puree.

Geralt shook his head and held his phone up to him, scrolling through the replies to a tweet as he did, going on for ages as Jaskier’s jaw slowly got closer to the floor.

“What are those for?!”

“I put up a poll for a boyfriend Q&A or a game review and not a single person has voted for the game review.” Geralt was still scrolling through questions people wanted answered as he watched Jaskier’s face go from shock to confusion to a smug grin. 

“They love me,” he sang, kicking his heel up as he turned back to the pasta sauce.

Geralt rolled his eyes and started screenshotting some of the less invasive questions, shaking his head and muttering, “Course they do.”

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Geralt pressed record, waited a moment, and heaved a dramatic, long-suffering sigh, “You guys literally didn’t even give me a choice on this one,” he reached off frame and scruffed Jaskier, plopping him down on the couch with him. 

Jaskier didn’t stay where he was put for even a moment, using his momentum to bounce up onto Geralt’s lap with a shit-eating grin, “Oh? Are we rolling?”

Geralt dropped his forehead to Jaskier’s shoulder, stifling a laugh, “This is gonna be a long one.”

“Yeah, it is,” Jask agreed, then turned to the camera, stroking Geralt’s hair, “My fans want more!”

“OH-kay,” Geralt manhandled Jaskier to sit next to him which earned him a pout and a leg draped over his lap as he continued his intro, “I’ve got a bunch of questions from twitter. I didn’t even have to confirm which video we would do, you guys just went straight for the kill. I picked a few, Jask picked a few, neither of us knows which ones the other picked.” he turned to see Jaskier wiggle his eyebrows at the camera, “Why am I thinking you picked the raunchy ones?”

The brunet pretended to be offended before he smirked, “Only a few.”

Geralt rolled his eyes. “Of course,” he nudged Jask with his shoulder and opened up his phone to his screenshots, “Okay! First up is AdamSandlersBitch, nice name. They asked what Jaskier’s favorite gaming console and game to play is.” he turned to Jaksier with raised eyebrows.

His boyfriend cringed, “My.. my phone? I don’t know? I play a lot of Candy Crush while I listen to podcasts?”

Geralt smiled sweetly, “Wait what about Stardew Valley? I thought you started that?”

“I did!” Jaskier brightened up for a moment before he deflated again, “But I got confused and then the ADHD made me bake cookies.”

“Those were good cookies. I’ll play with you if you want?” Geralt’s normal ‘streamer dude’ persona melted away while he played with the rips on Jaskier’s jeans. 

Jask leaned forward and kissed his temple, “I’d love that.” 

Geralt blushed, even after years, Jaskier’s affection still caught him off guard. 

“Mkay! My turn!” Jaskier flashed his devilish grin and read, in his most obnoxious voice, “Dwn2Clwn said ‘do you two live together? Have you said ‘i love you’? And who tops?’”

Geralt’s mouth twisted into an upside-down U as he stared at Jaskier in muted surprise, “Honestly, not as bad as I expected.”

Jaskier looped his arm around Geralt’s, “I’m starting off easy.”

Geralt let his mock-disapproving gaze linger just a bit before he answered, “The living together is kind of new-like a few months. This one said ‘I love you’ on, what? The fourth date? Fifth?”

“Fourth.”

“No, it was the fifth, Eskel locked himself out on the fourth. Remember?”

“Shit you’re right,” Jaskier gave the camera a stern look, “In my defense, we’d been friends for a good four years before this. I wasn’t just confessing my love to a tinder date - though I have done that before.”

Geralt nodded, “That was very amusing.”

Jaskier tapped his nose, “Don’t avoid the last part, darling.”

Geralt huffed and stared down the camera, and, in the most matter of fact tone possible, said, “We switch. Compromise, folks. Can’t have one person doing all the work all the time.”

Jaskier nodded sagely, patting Geralt's chest, “We got a pow-”

Geralt clamped his hand over Jaskier’s mouth, 100% sure he was going to say ‘power bottom pillow princess’, “Nope. I’ll get demonetized for that.”

“But not who tops?” Jaskier asked through Geralt’s fingers.

He just shrugged, “I don’t make the rules.”

Jaskier tapped his phone and raised his eyebrows, telling him to move to the next question. 

“Mis- Mischanication? Shit I hope I said that right, Mischanication asked, ‘would you ever get a pet together?’ We did! Her name is Roach and she’s a little shit! I told Jaskier not to feed her, but he did, now we have the snuggliest, crankiest cat I’ve ever met!” 

Jaskier had gotten up to pluck Roach from her perch on the windowsill when Geralt had read the question and plopped down with her as Geralt finished his proud speech, “She’s not a little shit! She’s just delicate! Isn’t that right, darling?”

Geralt scratched under her chin and cooed, “You are a nasty little dragon baby, aren't you?! Just a little garbage child! Yes, you are. We love the tiny demon beast.”

“Geralt!”

He snickered and kissed Jaskier’s hair, “Next question, love.”

Jaskier grumbled something about positive reinforcement as Roach scampered back to her cat tree and he unlocked his phone for his next tweet, “This darling wants to remain anonymous,” Geralt gave him some serious side-eye at that, “they said ‘I think I’m in love with the flower twink, where can I find one of my own?’”

Geralt frowned at the camera and pulled Jaskier onto his lap, holding him close and snuggling into his chest, almost growling, “Hands off.”

Jaskier giggled, brushing Geralt’s hair out of his face as he talked to the camera, “You heard the man. Unfortunately, I was not mass-produced and I’ve been spoken for.”

Geralt looked up at him with what could only be called suspicious puppy eyes, “You picked that one just to sit in my lap didn’t you?”

“Yes. And because I want to change my socials to ‘flower twink’.” 

“Do it,” Geralt kept Jaskier on his lap as he swiped to his next question, “Eggsfuckingsuck - heh, my dad hates eggs- Eggsfuckingsuck says, ‘what is the most embarrassing thing you’ve caught each other doing/saying?’ Oh boy, do I have a story for you!”

"Oh I couldn't say the thing but you can tell this story!?" 

"...you have a point... Check my insta stories. I'll put it there after I post this." 

Jaskier nodded, ever so pleased, and turned to the camera, "Our dear Yennefer of sorceryglammour once beat Geralt at trivia night when the theme was 'video games'." 

“We did shots before we went to the bar and she goaded me and Lambert into a chugging competition before the round started. I’m telling you, she planned this. Yen is ruthless.” Geralt desperately tried to justify his defeat but Jaskier was having none of it. 

“She’s mostly harmless, plus I have video evidence from that night. You weren’t that far gone.”

“Pull it up! Let’s settle it.”

Jaskier patted Geralt’s head like one would a toddler, “I’d have to get my old laptop out. Later, darling.”

Geralt had a smug look on his face, “That means he doesn’t have it anymore.”

“Next question!” Jaskier squeaked, not at all changing the subject. 

Geralt shrugged, “If you admit I won that one.”

“It’s not a competition!” Jaskier laughed, looking down at him with that stupidly smitten look on his face.

“Hmmm…” Geralt tilted his chin up defiantly, “if you say so.”

Jaskier kissed him, lingering a little bit more than could be considered chaste, “I do.” 

Geralt looked up at him, batting his eyelashes, “Fine then, next question.”

Jaskier handed him his phone and he read it off leaning his head on Jaskier’s shoulder, “CountryBumpkin42 asked if we play any instruments. I play the recorder very poorly, but Jask plays everything.”

“Not everything, but yes, I could cover a Trans Siberian Orchestra song if I had a pedalboard with enough loop settings.” Jaskier preened. 

“And more,” Geralt added, counting on his fingers as he spoke, “In this house alone he has two pianos, three different types of guitars, a drumset, a violin and fiddle, a flute and piccilo, an oboe, a mandolin, a lute, bongos, saxophone, clarinet, tambourine, trumpet, and xylophone. Did I get them all?”

Jaskier glanced from side to side with a guilty look, “Ah… no, I bought a bass sax that showed up last night.”

“Oh, did Thursday at 3 decide they wanted to switch after all?”

“Yeah! She got the third chair as a freshman on a loaner instrument! I’m very proud!”

Geralt seemed to remember they were recording and turned back to the camera, “J teaches music at the university and does private lessons.” 

“It’s how I can afford such a pretty trophy boyfriend,” Jaskier teased, ruffling Geralt’s hair and earning a little chuckle.

“Mkay, what do you have next?”

Jaskier smoothed Gearalt’s hair back down as he read the next question, “3R4108F6!J asks if we have any cute nicknames for each other.”

Geralt’s eyebrows nearly flew past his hairline, “J has a new one for me almost every day.”

“Its true,” Jaskier nodded, “I am a slut for cute nicknames. This morning was Ger Bear, one of my faves. I called him Thumbs for a bit, I lovingly call him Dumb Fuck rather often.”

“And he is Dip Shit, it’s balanced. I usually just shorten names? Jask or J is usually it, right?” Geralt asked, shifting so Jaskier was sitting on the couch between his legs and they were both turned out toward the camera but very much still cuddling. 

“And when I’m being childish I get Alfie. But Geralt is much more deliberate and specific with his nicknames. It’s a bit of a friendship level up when he uses nicknames.”

Geralt frowned at him, “I do that?”

Jaskier giggled, “You never noticed?”

He tilted his head, giving Jaskier a quizzical look, “Not at all.”

Jaskier cupped Geralt’s cheek, “You’re so cute.”

Geralt blushed again, leaning into the touch just a tad, “Who’s turn is it?”

“Yours,” Jaskier hummed, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. 

“Okay,” Geralt blushed even more, “I had this one as an alternate, but uh, Yen asked what we’d name our first kid?” 

Jaskier leaned into Geralt’s shoulder and hummed as he thought for a moment, “I always like Blake or Spencer, but I seem to remember you saying something about old world traditional names?”

Geralt nodded, absentmindedly running his fingers up and down Jaskier’s arm, “My grandma was hoping each of us boys would be a girl and wanted mum to name us Cirilla every time. I quite like it, but I’m rather open as long as I don’t know someone with the name. I really like Eric?” 

“Oo, I like Eric.”

“But you like the neutral names.”

“I do, but it’s your hypothetical kiddo too.”

Geralt gave him a little squeeze, “There’s time for that later. What’s your next one?”

Jaskier snorted when he looked at his phone, “What are your guys’ love languages?”

Geralt just looked down at Jask, completely entangled in his arms, then up to the camera, “I’m gonna hazard a guess at physical touch.” 

“Yeah, I think that’s a safe bet,” Jaskier giggled, “I haven’t taken the quiz in years, but I was that and gifts.”

“Oh, yeah. Physical touch and words of affirmation. I got like a 0 on acts of service and gifts, but I really like giving gifts.” 

“Mhm, yes you do,” Jaksier wiggled his eyebrows, then turned to the camera, “I also had no idea you could have different giving and receiving languages till I met this one.”

Geralt nodded then turned to him with a slight frown, “you know I really thought your questions were going to be more graphic.”

“Oh, honey I saved the best for last,” Jaskier winked. 

“Fuck me,” Geralt grumbled before reading off his last question, “Cali852 asked what we did for Pride.”

Jaskier’s eyes lit up, “Oh Pride was fun. We watched the parade, of course, then Yen did our makeup and… and where did we go after that?”

Geralt looked like he’d been waiting for this, “We went to a club, where you ordered three kamakazis, knocked them all back, danced for twenty minutes, then I took you home.”

“N-no… we went to the beach, didn’t we?”

“That was the year before. We were going to go to the drag show at our regular bar too, but someone had just finished grading finals and went a little too hard.” 

Jaskier grinned, “Speaking of finals, time for the last question. I had a different one in mind but if the thing I cant say from earlier would get this demonetized then that defintitelyi would. So we’re going with ‘what is the wackest placy y’all banged?’”

Geralt snorted, “Shit who knows anymore?”

“Well there was the boat?”

“Or the train?”

“Nah, too standard. What about the cabin?”

“Heh, no I think your o-”

“I don’t have tenure darling,” It was Jaskier’s turn to slap his hands over Geralt’s mouth, “The answer is a dilapidated structure my parents still try to call a cabin out in the foothills.”

Geralt laughed and pulled his hand away, “Okay, that can be the answer.”

“Is that it? Now we just say bye?” Jaskier looked between Geralt and the camera.

Geralt shrugged, “Yeah. You wanna say the thing?”

Jaskier wiggled with a little pride and excitement, “Don’t forget to like and subscribe! Bye Fuckers!”

They both waved for a couple seconds before Geralt got up and turned the camera off. He popped out the memory card and was going to immediately start loading it onto his computer but Jask hooked his finger through a belt loop as he walked past and tugged him back down. 

“I’m tired. Snuggle with me.” 

Geralt hummed, “We just snuggled that whole time.”

Jaskier heaved a dramatic sigh, “I know and this is exhausting. I don’t know how you talk to a camera all day.”

Geralt stretched to set the chip on top of his laptop before collapsing back on top of Jaskier who had stretched the length of the couch, “Are you making fun of me?” he teased. 

Jaskier cupped his face between his hands and pulled him up for a deep kiss, “Oh never.” 

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My Favorite Fishing in Video Games Where Fishing is Not Core Game Play

A really awesome surprise for me is always to boot up a game that is full of action and suspense to be introduced to a fishing side activity. I have toiled away at fishing in games for hundreds of hours at least. It has gotten so bad in some instances that my friends have asked me why I haven’t just taken the plunge into real fishing. It’s definitely because that is a lot of work and in real life I don’t catch a fish every 30 seconds. They have also wondered why I don’t just play a fishing simulator like Planet Fishing (Shout out to Planet Fishing that’s a great game). And that’s where I have to think for a while. Fishing while you have better things to do like save the world is very special. You aren’t fishing because it’s the objective of the game or because that’s why you are there, you are fishing because it’s fun and maybe you need a break to swing a fishing rod instead of a sword. And then you can stop, and get back to fighting or whatever the rest of the game entails. Below are games that have fishing in them for mostly no reason at all. I have shamelessly spent way to long with my bait in these waters and absolutely loved every second of it and I hope that you (the reader) can find a lot of relaxation in these waters as well.

Pokemon Series

Since the very first Pokemon game there has been fishing. You get the old rod from some guy and then you are free to fish up as many goldfishes that you want hoping that one of them will grow up to be a 21 foot tall dragon. Pokemon has combined their fishing with their main game play and makes you at least start a battle with the fish you drag onto shore. Now fishing in Pokemon is pretty subpar mainly because a single Pokemon game hasn’t really been known to have more than a handful of Pokemon that you can fish for. Also if you are looking for a strong water type Pokemon you could do a lot better than fishing for it. Typically a Pokemon player will fish about 5-10 times total. And although fishing for Pokemon isn’t all that great it has been in every game for over 20 years and that is pretty impressive. It’s a small detail that makes the world of Pokemon feel like a real world of wild creatures.

Sonic Adventure DX

In Sonic Adventure DX you are given the choice to play as a lot of different characters, one of which is named Big the Cat. Most of the characters are combat characters that rely on speed and attacks to get through levels, some even wielding rocket launchers and extremely oversized hammers. However when you start the story of Big the Cat you are thrown in a completely opposite direction. Big the Cat is a giant purple cat who lives in the jungle with his best friend Froggy. Froggy accidentally swallows one of the most powerful objects in the Sonic universe and Big the Cat must chase him all over the world trying to fish him out of where he is hiding so that he can eject the Chaos Emerald out of him and they can return to their life in the jungle. The fishing mechanics in this game actually are really good and this is probably because Sega had just put out a series of mildly successful Bass fishing games before releasing this game. Either way its absolutely hilarious that Big the Cat gets to defeat Chaos 6 right before Super Sonic has his showdown with Chaos Perfect.

Final Fantasy XV

In Final Fantasy XV you play as Noctis and his favorite hobby is fishing. When I first played this game I sped through it and never fished once and reached the end of the game never indulging Noctis in his hobby. When I replayed Final Fantasy XV I fished for 50 hours and then ejected the disc from my console. The fishing in Final Fantasy XV is surprisingly deep with a lot of the vendors supporting what you could call a fishing road trip. In the game it is extremely dangerous to be out at night so I would plan day trips to lakes to maximize the amount of fishing I would get to do. I would prepare days in advance to make sure I could afford the trip and that I had enough supplies to both protect myself at the lake and have enough supplies to last the whole day. Final Fantasy XV really is a game about getting really distracted and fishing is probably its best distraction. My days on the lake were the perfect balance of peaceful and rewarding, this game offers an awesome reward of well planned trips and a good haul of fish.

Final Fantasy XIV Online

Final Fantasy XIV is the only game I have ever played where the fishing played exactly like its combat. When you are fighting enemies in a dungeon in FFXIV you are constantly adding buffs, landing hits, using consumables, and managing resource bars. When you are fishing in FFXIV you are constantly adding buffs, landing hits, using consumables, and managing resource bars. Note you are doing so at a much more leisurely and less life threatening pace but you are still doing it. I never maxed out the fisher class but I got it into the expansion content which was a really long and relaxing experience. Yet another Final Fantasy title where the real meat of the game is in getting distracted. When you fish you also sell on a player market that fluctuates based on market price just like real fish. You get the relaxing fishing side of the game and also an aggressive economic number crunching side as well. I spent way too long with a real pen and paper deciding how much I should sell for on any particular day and bossing around my two cat girl employees.The MMO aspect of the game adds so much to what you would expect to be a very solitary experience.

The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess

Have you ever gone fishing for hours to receive an empty bottle? That is exactly what kick started my addiction to fishing in Twilight Princess. An empty bottle in Twilight Princess means another way to heal yourself, another way to add oil to a lantern, another way to carry useless water around. The only way to get the 4th bottle in the game is to go to a dedicated fishing spot and fish until you pulled it out of the pond. The actual fishing is pretty weird, it involves motion controls which I still am not entirely sure what they do or how to properly use them but it is really fun to hold the pole in gyroscope and set the lure in the water waiting for fish to come get a nibble. Although the physics with the water make it difficult to see if you have actually gotten a bite or not it still is enjoyable the other 85% of the time it works.

Stardew Valley

So this one is at the top of every other “fishing in games” list and there is a big reason for that. It’s really good. I think in my first Stardew Valley farm I gave up farming entirely and fished all day every day and stopped to buy food to replenish my energy and go back at it. I really didn’t care about getting rich or making enough money to expand the farm or get to know everyone I actually spent about 50 hours just fishing. The fishing takes some skill and a pretty keen eye but the random jerks of the fish and the rhythm of the game play are so fun to try to master. It’s a part of Stardew Valley that I felt like I was continuously improving on as time went on and it was really fun. I mean I don’t recommend it because you’ll end up moderately poor but it was really fun.

Fantasy Life

Fantasy Life offers you 12 potential jobs, you could be a brilliant blacksmith or a devious potions maker, a lumberjack or a knight, a hunter or a seamstress. However your inner dad is calling and you decide you want to play through a fantasy RPG as a fisherman, hell yeah. the story is relatively short so you can quickly unlock a lot of locales to fish at and there is a manageable economy system that lets you deal in fish in advantageous ways. You can even pick up cooking on the side and make fancy dinners and sell the fish for higher you can do that as well. Fantasy Life is like a clever mix between Animal Crossing and Final Fantasy XIV and it kind of succeeds and falls short of it. The fishing also takes a good amount of skill and rhythmic approach to master so it doesn’t get boring almost at all until you have cleared the game.

Maple Story 2

Maple Story 2 is one of the most expressive and cutest games that I have ever played. And the fishing is no different, its all about style. The fishing in Maple Story 2 is monotonous and can get old but you do it for the chibi clout. Because much like the rest of the game you can look however you want and do whatever you want and sometimes you just feel like kicking back and throwing lure in the water at the beach. I never got super into the fishing in this game but it won me over with its adorable design and stylish atmosphere.

Animal Crossing Series

Of course I had to include the most popular game right now. Animal Crossing has become something of a connection between people when we can’t leave the house. A thing we all have in common on social media and with our friends. My first experience with Animal Crossing really starts with New Horizons and I was completely blown away. The fishing isn’t super complex or difficult but the range of what you can pull out of the water and what you can do with it is absolutely breathtaking. For a game about cartoon people living with humanoid cartoon animals the fish looking photo realistic. And the museum where they can be kept is stunning. The museum looks like it was designed to capture the feel of being in a museum and matches the design of all the great real life aquariums and observatories. Although it is a bit frustrating when your rod breaks it is easy enough to make one (or worst case buy one) to get your bait back in the water.

Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

Tell me I’m wrong, you can’t. Isabelle getting added to Smash brought a very powerful fishing move that isn’t practical all the time but is really funny. Wouldn’t recommend this game if you are looking to relax and fish but I do recommend hooking your friend with a fish hook and send them flying off screen if you had to.

Minecraft

I have a very special role in Minecraft when I join a friends server. A role that I assign to myself. While everyone is off getting awesome swords, spelunking for diamonds, and exploring the infinite landscape, I build a small wooden shack and I set up a farm with an irrigation canal and start fishing. A steady supply of food is necessary and while I’m hanging out with my friends in a server I’m happy to be the one to provide it. The fishing in this game is probably the slowest of all the ones on this list but is the most useful. just throwing the fish in the oven creates food that can help keep you and your companions alive for a long time. I think I definitely have my limits with Minecraft fishing and I couldn’t do it for hours on end it is rewarding to set up shop and find a nice place to settle down for a few hours to fish.

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

This is the only Tactical RPG in this post. Fire Emblem: Three Houses has sections between combat where you can go and talk to your students and do other activities. We aren’t here to discuss other activities though we are here for the fishing. The fishing allows you to catch fish for some reason that I’m sure is good but never intrigued me enough to learn. All I know about the fishing in Fire Emblem: Three Houses is that it’s fun. I started to bust through combat just so that I could get back to fishing. The funniest part about this one is that the fish has a health bar. Pressing the A button at the exact moment finds a way to become easier and still find ways to mess you up. Either way, I’m not that interested in tactical RPGs but I heard there was fishing in this game so I had to play it and it was worth it.

Jak & Daxter: The Precursor Legacy

In Jak & Daxter, Daxter gets turned into a small animal by dark eco while exploring a dangerous island off the shore of his home with his best friend Jak. To get back to the island to investigate, the pair have to borrow a boat owned by a fisherman who is troubled by an invasive species of poisonous eel that is ruining his haul. He asks Jak to catch fish for him without catching any eels. This fishing mini game can only be done once but it is going to either be something you think is very unique or a huge waste of time. All I’ll say is that the sound that the fish makes when it goes into the net is absolutely a reward in itself it is so satisfying. But anyways, more intense than some other options here but get it done so you can get back to absorbing eco powers and jumping on stuff.

Shovel Knight

Shovel Knight is a 2D action platformer but you can also fish. And you fish for the best kind of fish, money. You can get some other stuff too like health pickups and magic replenishers but we know what you want. You see that little glint and you pop out the fishing rod and pull out those money bags. If you are devoted enough you can even get a surprise from the Troupple King (long live his highness) if you fish out the right stuff. I don’t even know if I fished all that much when I played Shovel Knight but it’s hilarious that you can.

NieR: Automata

I did not play a lot of NieR and that’s because I was fishing. I don’t know why all I did was fish but you throw your little robot in the pond and you lean on a magical stool so honestly it was good enough for me.

Club Penguin

If you know then you know. In hind sight there really wasn’t a whole lot to do in Club Penguin but this mini game really messed me up. You basically get to move up and down, catching fish and avoiding trash and other hazards. Basically trying to do this and catch as much fish as possible to avoid having to ask your parents for real money to pay for snacks to feed a virtual ball of fluff with eyeballs. I don’t really remember how challenging it really was but I remember getting decently high scores to about like 100 fish per round so I guess it was pretty easy if I could do that at age 10.

Rune Factory 4

I’m gonna be very honest about this one and say that the fishing in Rune Factory 4 is basically just Animal Crossing fishing but more anime. The fish react to the pole the same, the fish almost look the same, and the buttons to respond are the same. What makes this one special is where you can take it. You can fish in the little moat in town, in the lake, in a dungeon full of monsters, in a lake that is eternally the season fall, anywhere. You are constricted by the boundaries of Stardew Valley and that is how much energy you have and how much time you have in the day. It’s still fun to fish but I wish that they had used their fun fantasy setting to give the ability to fish up some cool made up fish instead of strictly things that exist in real life.

Xenoblade Chronicles 2

Ok, diving, fishing, same thing. Diving in Xenoblade Chronicles 2 is just fishing with your whole body. It works a lot in the same way as Pokemon where you fish up monsters to fight and get the rewards from them. It is a completely optional activity however if you decide to undertake the grind of scavenging in Xenoblade Chronicles 2 then you will never hurt for money ever again. It makes my wonder why Rex stopped being a salvager to do odd jobs because this was PROFITABLE. The main incentive is that there are spots that spawn a certain enemy that drop cores. Cores are like gacha or loot boxes that contain new anime girl partners that deal huge damage in fights. They even have their own side quests and story lines. I spent maybe 30 hours grinding before giving up on this game and while it does become tiresome I really enjoyed the random rewards of possibly getting a new companion or a really cool weapon.

It’s been tossed around that every great RPG has fishing in it. I won’t argue that point but a lot of great RPGs certainly do have fishing in them. Everyone needs a break sometimes and fishing is the perfect activity to remind us to stop and take that break. Even games can get long and without these distractions it might be so much harder to complete these harrowing tasks. Don’t forget to take breaks and just enjoy the sound of the water every once in a while because there’s no rush playing video games.

Honorable Mentions:

Kingdom Hearts: Sora fishing with his bare hands on Destiny Island

Persona 4: Weird aqueduct fishing

Persona 5: Marina fishing life

Sea of Thieves: A pirates life for me

#fishing #fishing video games #fish #kingdom hearts #persona 4 #persona 5 #sea of thieves #xenoblade chronicles 2 #rune factory 4 #club penguin #nier automata #shovel knight #jak and daxter #fire emblem three houses #smashbrosultimate #animal crossing #minecraft #maple story 2 #fantasy life #stardew valley #twilight princess #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #sonic adventure #sonic adventure dx #pokemon

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9, 13, 16, 37 42 for ursa ii

sorry if they're too much, I love your OC

ITS NEVER TOO MUCH- and if someday say it is just assume that's not me also i wasn't ignoring you. just wasn't in my house, i was playing stardew valley, i forgot i queued that ask game, and it took me a long time to answer bc i kept getting distracted. im sorry

under the cut because i made it so long im sorry-

9. What is your character's trigger point? What makes them angry, sad or makes them go off?

Ursa is patient, not as much as her mother but she won't snap immediately after you do something that bothers her

if there's anything that she can't stand is not being taken seriously, specially as an adult. when she was younger it tend to happen she'd be taken as a joke, as if she couldn't do anything and as if her word didn't have that much weight, and she was ok with that because thought it was true and either way she couldn't argue with them since they were more powerful

now, as an adult, she absolutely hates it. she is the crown princess, will next leader of her nation, she's been nearly 15 years working with her mother, being her right hand, and she's a powerful woman, people should take her seriously, right? nope. she's a cheery woman and that's how most people see her, but somewhere between still being pretty young for her job and having a personality so different to her mother's makes it hard for the old aristocrats to take her seriously

she's really nice and sweet but after dealing with these people for days, she starts getting frustrated and later angry until she starts looking at them with her mother's eyes and talks to them with a powerful voice

once Raiko made the mistake of telling Ursa that she wouldn't be able to make proper decisions because "she was immature" and he was angry because he was dealing with the princess and not the Fire Lord, who he wanted to see. that was the first time she got angry quickly and put him in his place

13. Describe your character's typical wardrobe for the regular day.

um idk how to explain it- not even know if i have a clear image of it but i can say that she sometimes wears fire nation and earth kingdom clothes mixed

16. What do they look for in a friend? A love interest?

probably loyalty (?). if there's anything in this world that she is afraid is to be abandoned and/or to be alone. most of her relationships are long, either its romantic or platonic. she would never leave someone alone and she likes people to do the same

37. Your character has been kidnapped. Who has kidnapped them and how do they escape?

imma go completely unoriginal here and i'd say some extreme Ozai supporters of smth of the sort idk

i think Ursa is good with words so it wouldn't be hard to stall and/or manipulate if she wanted to and she's powerful so she would just kick everyone's ass like black widow did in the her first scene for the avengers lol

then she gets out and calls Izumi like "can u come pick me up?"

42. Does your character celebrate their birthday? If not, why?

she does, although sometimes she's so overwhelmed with work that she forgets about it

this is such a poor set of answers im sorry D':

oc asks game

#im not so into calling her my oc because she's not really an original character but meh #izumi's daughter #ursa ii