#Susan Farmer

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Die, Monster, Die

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For a little Throwback Thursday action, here's a little number I did about underrated actor Nick Adams, and the fantastic (and lesser known) Lovecraft adaptation, "Die, Monster, Die!" (aka The Colour Out of Space). https://retrorevelations.blogspot.com/2018/10/silver-screen-stories-die-monster-die.html

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Albert Dekker with Jean Philips, Frances Farmer, and Susan Hayward for Stuart Heisler’s AMONG THE LIVING (1941)

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ooiugouj I wanna start a new stardew farm where my farmer is an old butch fisherman lady

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🍉 Books for Read Palestine Week 2024 [ Nov 29 - Dec 5 ]

✨ This guide will no doubt get hidden, given the topic, so please help me by sharing this!

❓What are you reading this week?

🍉 Educate and empathize! Here are 82 books you can read for Read Palestine Week! I've included 26 queer books for those of you who #readqueerallyear as well. Please read these books to learn more about the Palestinian experience. Shukran (thank you)!

✨ Poetry 🍉 Enemy of the Sun - (ed) Edmund Ghareeb and Naseer Aruri 🍉 A Mountainous Journey - Fadwa Tuqan 🍉 So What - Taha Muhammad Ali 🍉 Affiliation - Mira Mattar 🍉 The Butterfly's Burden - Mahmoud Darwish 🍉 Born Palestinian, Born Black & The Gaza Suite - Suheir Hammad 🍉 Breaking Poems - Suheir Hammad 🍉 In the Presence of Absence - Mahmoud Darwish 🍉 Rifqa - Mohammed el-Kurd 🍉 My Voice Sought the Wind - Susan Abulhawa 🍉 Blood Orange - Yaffa 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 To All the Yellow Flowers - Raya Tuffaha 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Before the Next Bomb Drops - Remi Kanazi 🍉 Birthright - George Abraham 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Tent Generations - Various 🍉 Who is Owed Springtime - Rasha Abdulhadi 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 The Twenty-Ninth Year - Hala Alyan 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Some Things Never Leave You - Zeina Azzam 🍉 I Saw Ramallah - Mourid Barghouti 🍉 Nothing More To Lose - Najwan Darwish 🍉 The Specimen's Apology - George Abraham & Leila Abdelrazaq 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Shell Houses - Rasha Abdulhadi 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 The Moon That Turns You Back - Hala Alyan 🍉 Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear - Mosab Abu Toha 🍉 Halal If You Hear Me - (ed) Fatimah Asghar & Safia Elhillo 🍉 Water & Salt -Lena Khalaf Tuffaha 🍉 Dear God. Dear Bones. Dear Yellow. - Noor Hindi 🏳️‍🌈

✨ Non-Fiction/Memoirs 🍉 Are You This? Or Are You This? - Madian Al Jazerah 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 This Arab is Queer - (ed) Elias Jahshan 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Love is an Ex-Country - Randa Jarrar 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Decolonial Queering in Palestine - Walaa Alqaisiya 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Namesake: Reflections on A Warrior Woman - N.S. Nuseibeh 🍉 The Trinity of Fundamentals - Wisam Rafeedie 🍉 Between Banat - Mejdulene Bernard Shomali 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Queer Palestine and the Empire of Critique - Sa'ed Atshan 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 They Called Me a Lioness: A Palestinian Girl's Fight for Freedom - Ahed Tamimi & Dena Takruri 🍉 Fashioning the Modern Middle East: Gender, Body, and Nation - Reina Lewis and Yasmine Nachabe Taan 🍉 Balcony on the Moon: Coming of Age in Palestine - Ibtisam Barakat 🍉 We Are Not Here to Be Bystanders: A Memoir of Love and Resistance - Linda Sarsour 🍉 Palestine: A Socialist Introduction - Sumaya Awad & Brian Bean 🍉 Voices of the Nakba - Diana Allan 🍉 Tracing Homelands - Linda Dittmar 🍉 Black Power & Palestine - Michael R. Fischbach 🍉 The Ethnic Cleansing of Palestine - Ilan Pappé 🍉 A Day in the Life of Abed Salama - Nathan Thrall 🍉 A Land with a People - Esther Farmer, Rosalind Petchesky, & Sarah Sills 🍉 Inara by Mx. Yaffa AS 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Mural - Mahmoud Darwish 🍉 Light in Gaza - Jehad Abusalim, Jennifer Bing, & Michael Merryman lotze 🍉 The Palestine Laboratory by Antony Loewenstein 🍉 Gaza - Norman Finkelstein

✨ Fiction 🍉 A Map of Home - Randa Jarrar 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 You Exist Too Much - Zaina Arafat 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 The Skin and Its Girl - Sarah Cypher 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Minor Detail - Adania Shibli 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 The Philistine - Leila Marshy 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Muneera and the Moon - Sonia Sulaiman 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Belladonna - Anbara Salam 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Behind You Is The Sea - Susan Muaddi Darraj 🍉 The Coin - Yasmin Zaher 🍉 Guapa - Saleem Haddad 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 The Parisian - Isabella Hammad 🍉 Salt Houses - Hala Alyan 🍉 The Ordeal of Being Known - Malia Rose 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 From Whole Cloth - Sonia Sulaiman 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 Against the Loveless World - Susan Abulhawa 🍉 The Beauty of Your Face - Sahar Mustafah 🍉 Mornings in Jenin - Susan Abulhawa 🍉 My First and Only Love - Sahar Khalifeh 🍉 They Fell Like Stars From the Sky & Other Stories - Sheikha Helawy 🍉 Enter Ghost by Isabella Hammad 🍉 Wild Thorns - Sahar Khalifeh 🍉 A Woman is No Man - Etaf Rum 🍉 Mother of Strangers - Suad Amiry 🍉 Hazardous Spirits - Anbara Salam 🏳️‍🌈 🍉 The Book of Ramallah - Maya Abu Al-Hayat

🏳️‍🌈 Graphic Novels 🍉 Mis(h)adra - Iasmin Omar Ata 🍉 Confetti Realms - Nadia Shammas 🍉 Where Black Stars Rise - Nadia Shammas & Marie Enger 🍉 Nayra and the Djinn - Iasmin Omar Ata 🍉 Squire - Nadia Shammas & Sara Alfageeh 🍉 My Mama's Magic - Amina Awad

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THE TOURNAMENT IS OVER! Eartha Kitt lounges in her deck chair in the sun, dipping her toes in the pool with Toshiro Mifune and sipping a brightly colored fruity something with an umbrella in it.

Far below in the shadow realm, however, the fallen hotties dance in the dark—let's take a minute to look back at them under the cut.

PRELIM PRETTIES:

Claude Gensac, Silvia Pinal, Ewa Aulin, Rita Tushingham, Annette Funicello, Norma Bengell, Catherine Spaak, Brigitte Auber, Micheline Presle, Nanette Fabray, Libertad Lamarque, Vera Miles, Martha Raye, Catherine McLeod, Virginia Mayo, Elizabeth Allan, Belle Bennet, Virginia Cherill, Mary Brian, Ruth Chatterton, Agnes Ayres, Merna Kennedy, Marie Prevost, Corinne Griffith, May Allison, Virginia Brown Faire, Alice Brady, and Jetta Goudal

ROUND ONE WONDERS:

Angie Dickinson, Thelma Ritter, Geraldine Chaplin, Evelyn Preer, Vanessa Brown, Betty Blythe, Susan Hayward, Mae Clarke, Sally Ann Howes, Ossi Oswalda, Adrienne La Russa, Hermione Gingold, Barbara Bouchet, Melina Mercouri, Anna Karina, Edwige Fenech, Charmian Carr, Pina Pellicer, Marlène Jobert, Tsuru Aoki, Alice Roberts, Leila Hyams, Lady Tsen Mei, Geneviève Bujold, Dolores Hart, Anita Berber, Bonita Granville, Vonetta McGee, Claire Windsor, Zizi Jeanmaire, Tuesday Weld, Grace Darmond, Carol Channing, Deanna Durbin, Laraine Day, Mariette Hartey, Wendy Hiller, Candy Darling, Hermione Baddely, Valeria Creti, Ella Raines, Ann Miller, Dana Wynter, Dalida, Martine Beswick, Gale Storm, Simone Signoret, Cristina Gaioni, Mabel Normand, Stéphane Audran, Ruth Weyher, Anna Wiazemsky, Ann Sheridan, Sandhya Shantaram, Alice White, Anne Francis, Gena Rowlands, Lyda Borelli, May Whitty, Cathleen Nesbitt, Jessica Walter, Virna Lisi, Barbara Shelley, Iris Hall, Heather Angel, Anne Shirley, Joanna Pettet, Virginia O'Brien, Joan Collins, Greer Garson, Gracie Allen, Peggy Ryan, Frances Dee, Shirley Maclaine, Geraldine Farrar, Kathleen Byron, Margaret Hamilton, Eva Gabor, Francesca Bertini, Julie Adams, Olga Baclanova, Misa Uehara, Yvette Vickers, Milena Dravić, Jenny Jugo, Madeleine Carroll, Benita Hume, Olive Borden, Shirley Jones, Miyoshi Umeki, Dorothy Lamour, Gale Sondergaard, Mary Anderson, Charlotte Greenwood, Sybil Seely, Mona Barrie, Kathryn Grayson, Katharine Ross, Madge Bellamy, Rhonda Fleming, Sally Gray, Jana Brejchová, Debra Paget, Madame Sul-Te-Wan, Evelyn Brent, Zelma O'Neal, Marie Laforêt, Türkan Şoray, Beatriz Costa, Irene Zazians, Eleanor Powell, Susan Luckey, Patsy Kelly, Lil Dagover, Norma Talmadge, Dorothy Mackaill, Madge Evans, Virginia McKenna, Amália Rodrigues, Mamie Van Doren, Valerie Hobson, Isabel Jeans, Beata Tyszkiewicz, Claire Luce, Aleksandra Khokhlova, Nieves Navarro Garcia, Janet Leigh, Carmen Miranda, Jean Harlow, Aud Egedge-Nissen, Nina Foch, Jean Simmons, Piper Laurie, Katy Jurado, Jayne Mansfield, Anita Garvin, Frances Farmer, Lizabeth Scott, Joan Greenwood, Una Merkel, Arlene Francis, Ethel Merman, Doris Day, Suzanne Pleshette, Ruta Lee, Carolyn Jones, June Richmond, Eva Nil, Diana Dors, Anna Chang, Colleen Moore, Alexis Smith, Yvette Mimieux, Ruby Keeler, Viola Dana, Dolores Grey, Marie Windsor, Danielle Darieux, Jean Parker, Julie Christie, Acquanetta, Leatrice Joy, Ghita Nørby, Julie Newmar, Joanne Woodward, Sandra Dee, Eva Marie Saint, Simone Simon, Katherine Dunham, Birgitte Price, Lee Grant, Anita Page, Flora Robson, Martha Sleeper, Elsie Ames, Isabel "Coca" Sarli, Glenda Farrell, Kathleen Burke, Linden Travers, Diane Baker, Joan Davis, Joan Leslie, Sylvia Sidney, Marie Dressler, June Lockhart, Emmanuelle Riva, Libertad Leblanc, Susannah Foster, Susan Fleming, Dolores Costello, Ann Smyrner, Luise Rainer, Anna Massey, Evelyn Ankers, Ruth Gordon, Eva Dahlbeck, Ansa Ikonen, Diana Wynyard, Patricia Neal, Etta Lee, Gloria Stuart, Arletty, Dorothy McGuire, Mitzi Gaynor, Gwen Verdon, Maria Schell, Lili Damita, Ethel Moses, Gloria Holden, Kay Thompson, Jeanne Crain, Edna May Oliver, Lili Liliana, Ruth Chatterton, Giulietta Masina, Claire Bloom, Dinah Sheridan, Carroll Baker, Brenda de Banzie, Milú, Hertha Thiele, Hanka Ordonówna, Lillian Roth, Jane Powell, Carol Ohmart, Betty Garrett, Kalina Jędrusik, Edana Romney, Geraldine Fitzgerald, Kay Kendall, Ruth Hussey, Véra Clouzot, Jadwiga Smosarska, Marge Champion, Mary Astor, Ann Harding, María Casares, Maureen O'Sullivan, Mildred Natwick, Michèle Morgan, Romy Schneider, Elisabeth Bergner, Celeste Holm, Betty Hutton, Susan Peters, Mehtab, Leslie Caron, Anna Sten, Janet Munro, Nataša Gollová, Eve Arden, Ida Lupino, Regina Linnanheimo, Sonja Henie, and Terry (what a good girl)

ROUND TWO BEAUTIES:

Evelyn Nesbit, Thelma Todd, Tura Satana, Helen Gibson, Maureen O'Hara, Rocío Dúrcal, Mary Nolan, Lois Maxwell, Maggie Smith, Zulma Faiad, Ursula Andress, Musidora, Delphine Seyrig, Marian Marsh, Leatrice Joy, Sharon Tate, Pina Menichelli, Teresa Wright, Shelley Winters, Lee Remick, Jane Wyman, Martita Hunt, Barbara Bates, Susan Strasberg, Marie Bryant, Diana Rigg, Jane Birkin, Rosalind Russell, Vanessa Redgrave, Brigitte Helm, Gloria Grahame, Rosemary Clooney, Bebe Daniels, Constance Bennett, Lilian Bond, Ann Dvorak, Jeanette Macdonald, Pouri Banayi, Raquel Welch, Vilma Bánky, Dorothy Malone, Olive Thomas, Celia Johnson, Moira Shearer, Priscilla Lane, Dolores del Río, Ann Sothern, Françoise Rosay, June Allyson, Carole Lombard, Jeni Le Gon, Takako Irie, Barbara Steele, Claudette Colbert, Lalita Pawar, Asta Nielsen, Sandra Milo, Maria Montez, Mae West, Alma Rose Aguirre, Bibi Andersson, Joan Blondell, Anne Bancroft, Elsa Lanchester, Nita Naldi, Suchitra Sen, Dorothy Van Engle, Elisabeth Welch, Esther Williams, Loretta Young, Margueritte De La Motte, Ita Rina, Constance Talmadge, Margaret Lockwood, Barbara Bedford, Josette Day, Stefania Sandrelli, Jane Russell, Doris Dowling, Zsa Zsa Gabor, Donna Reed, Ruby Dee, Diana Sands, Billie Burke, Kyōko Kagawa, Françoise Dorléac, Hend Rostom, Monica Vitti, Lilian Harvey, Marjorie Main, Jeanne Moreau, Lola Flores, Ann Blyth, Janet Gaynor, Jennifer Jones, Margaret Sullavan, Sadhana, Ruby Myers, Lotus Long, Honor Blackman, Marsha Hunt, Debbie Reynolds, Michèle Mercier, Irene Dunne, Jean Arthur, Judy Holliday, Tippi Hedren, Susse Wold, Vera-Ellen, Carmelita González, Nargis Dutt, Purnima, Harriet Andersson, Yvonne De Carlo, Miroslava Stern, Sheila Guyse, Helen, Margaret Dumont, Betty Grable, Joan Bennett, Jane Greer, Judith Anderson, Liv Ullman, Vera Zorina, Joan Fontaine, Silvana Mangano, and Lee Ya-Ching

ROUND THREE ELECTRIFIERS:

Jean Hagen, Sumiko Mizukubo, Mary Philbin, Ann-Margret, Margaret Rutherford, Claudia Cardinale, Eleanor Parker, Jessie Matthews, Theresa Harris, Brigitte Bardot, Alla Nazimova, Faye Dunaway, Marion Davies, Anna Magnani, Theda Bara, Myrna Loy, Kay Francis, Fay Wray, Barbra Streisand, Bette Davis, Hideko Takamine, France Nuyen, Claudine Auger, Miriam Hopkins, Maylia Fong, Samia Gamal, Maude Fealy, Machiko Kyō, Sharmila Tagore, Lucille Ball, Ginger Rogers, Juanita Moore, Anna Fougez, Waheeda Rehman, Ruan Lingyu, Nina Mae McKinney, Ethel Waters, Nadira, Olivia de Havilland, Abbey Lincoln, Louise Beavers, Agnes Moorehead, Lana Turner, Norma Shearer, Maria Falconetti, Reiko Sato, Marie Doro, Clara Bow, Margaret Lindsay, Catherine Denueve, Madhabi Mukherjee, Rosaura Revueltas, Hu Die, Mary Pickford, Fredi Washington, Louise Brooks, Leonor Maia, Merle Oberon, Paulette Goddard, Vivien Leigh, Francine Everett, Savitri, Tita Merello, and Meena Kumari

ROUND FOUR STUNNERS:

Judy Garland, Dorothy Dandridge, Yoshiko Yamaguchi, Marilyn Monroe, Irene Papas, Lupe Vélez, Pola Negri, Gene Tierney, Barbara Stanwyck, Gina Lollobrigida, Lena Horne, Nutan, Jean Seberg, Kim Novak, Gladys Cooper, Tallulah Bankhead, Linda Darnell, Julie Andrews, Carmen Sevilla, Gloria Swanson, Glynis Johns, Anne Baxter, Angela Lansbury, Anita Ekberg, Toshia Mori, Deborah Kerr, Hazel Scott, Chelo Alonso, Cyd Charisse, Nancy Kwan, Devika Rani, Shima Iwashita, and Anouk Aimée

ROUND FIVE SMOKESHOWS:

Setsuko Hara, Pearl Bailey, Joan Crawford, Madhubala, Marpessa Dawn, Keiko Awaji, Rita Hayworth, Veronica Lake, Ava Gardner, Greta Garbo, Grace Kelly, Xia Meng, Suraiya, Natalie Wood, María Félix, and Mbissine Thérèse Diop

ROUND SIX SEXY LADIES:

Marilyn Monroe, Sophia Loren, Vyjyanthimala, Jane Fonda, Katharine Hepburn, Josephine Baker, Elizabeth Taylor, and Ingrid Bergman

QUARTER FINALIST GLAMAZONS:

Audrey Hepburn, Marlene Dietrich, Anna May Wong, and Lauren Bacall

SEMIFINALIST ICONS:

Rita Moreno, Diahann Carroll

FINALIST FABULOSITY:

Hedy Lamarr

ULTIMATE CHAMPION OF THE HOT & VINTAGE MOVIE WOMAN TOURNAMENT:

Eartha Kitt

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Life in Technicolor

Ford Pines x Fem! Reader

Summary: After the two of you were stuck on opposite sides of the space time continuum for 30 years- how do you go back to normal?

A bunch of little blurbs because people ate that up last time and it's fun-er to write rn :)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 2.5

Part 3

Part 4

Meeting Mabel and Dipper was truly one of the best things that you'd ever experienced. You loved helping Mabel with her endless crafts and hearing all her boy problems (which was a shocking amount and also of shocking severity). You also loved helping Dipper with his research of Gravity Falls under Stan's nose of course. He'd kept your room of video tapes under lock, so when you finally convinced him to open it ("it is MY stuff Stan"), Dipper was on Cloud 9 going through all of your recordings. Most of them were trashed unfortunately after years of dust and sitting, but a few of them actually ran back and played, which excited you both.

One morning you went to the Gravity Falls farmers market only to feel the intense scrutiny of everyone's eyes on you until Susan, still the waitress at the pancake place questioned where you had been for the past couple decades. "Um, vacation?" you had sheepishly answered. It seemed to somehow work.

Mabel, Dipper, and Soos took it upon themselves to catch Ford and you up on all the worldwide events you'd missed. Ford was distraught over Princess Diana's death.

While Ford was often stuck in the basement working on his devices and journals, you liked to stay in the gift shop and help at the register, working on writing down all your time over the past years between customer checking out. Wendy thought you were pretty cool for doing it.

You caught Soos once trying to Sharpie on a similar heart under his own eye once. You slowly closed the door despite not breaking eye contact with him. Neither of you ever brought it up.

Ford and you went stargazing most nights on top of the shack. Stan did do a pretty good job installing a dubious, but stable-ish, balcony.

Stan and you were a little awkward at first, as he didn't know if you'd share his brother's attitude towards him or not. You couldn't handle it anymore and ended up buying him a 6 pack of shitty beer and driving the golf cart in donuts outside in the parking lot until you were both doubled over.

Ford and you held another wedding ceremony. A more proper one this time. Dipper was the ring bearer, with Mabel being the flower girl. She unfortunately picked some of a carnivorous variety that started biting their ankles soon after exchanging "I do's".

Mabel took you and Ford out to try and update your wardrobes since everything was stuck in the 80's. Ford blushed every time you stepped out of the dressing room.

Stan tripped you (accidentally) into the Bottomless Pit and Ford nearly killed him on the spot.

You got dragged into supervising the girls on their quest to get unicorn hair and nearly threw out your back while throwing punches at those bratty horses.

Being old in this world was the hardest thing, but you were glad Ford was there to commiserate with. When you had been here last as spry 30 something year olds and were flung back as 60 something year olds. Most night's you'd stare at yourself in the mirror after brushing your teeth until Ford would get up from bed and wrap his arms around your waist and look into the mirror with you. "Still beautiful" he'd mumble as he'd kiss your shoulder. It wasn't that though. Sometimes you just couldn't recognize yourself. You were supposed to have watched the both of you grow older in this house. Not blast back here after decades apart.

"Do you ever feel like we missed out on all those years?" you'd ask Ford one day. "Perhaps. But all we can do is focus on the future at this point, and at least we have that," he'd answer.

Taglist wooooo:

@valinbean

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@fries11

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I think there's a condescending attitude among the townspeople towards him. Olivia doesn't trust Andy's crops because he ships them to poor communities in Grampleton. Apparently something can't be high quality if it's for the poor. Caroline and Pierre are also pretty well off and pride themselves with selling high quality crops so they think like Olivia - since Andy's crops are only for poor communities then they must be bad because if they were good crops they would be sold to richer communities for more money. The others are more likely to trust their judgement because as the only shop owners (Joja seemed to have moved in very recently) they are more influential in the community and people assume they know what they're talking about when it comes to recognizing produce quality.

Susan is better off than Andy and Sophia is clearly rich, even if the rest of the townspeople don't know how rich, and I don't think it's a coincidence that their crops aren't judged as harshly as Andy's. Andy's pride and refusal to accept help are also a problem. At some point he tells the farmer that he doesn't use kegs and preserve jars because he prides himself for his raw crops but later admits that he doesn't know how to use them. He knows that he could make more money like this but he's too prideful to ask Susan or Sophia for help. But while Andy believes that this refusal makes him stick to his principles, the others simply think he isn't capable of using them, and someone who can't even make jelly out of his strawberries can't grow good strawberries in the first place, right? The farmer's willingness to constantly innovate and try new things is probably one of the reason why the townspeople were more forgiving of them then they are with Andy. The farmer proved that they are willing and capable of becoming a better farmer, unlike Andy.

And I think that Andy's reputation lasts even after he changes his life. Apparently everyone's life improved after the farmer becomes famous, so it would be easy for others to assume that Andy never really got better at farming as much as he just indirectly benefited from farmer's success. The fact that Andy might still bet irritated if someone asks about his crops wouldn't help since him getting defensive would look like he has something to hide.

Some random SVE headcanon:

⚠️ Warnings: spoilers for Andy heart event

It's still hard for me to understand why some Pelican town residents are quite skeptical about the quality of Andy's crops after his life has improved. He was able to buy himself normal furniture, even got a cellar where he makes delicious strawberry jam (and gives us the recipe!). And still, Pierre wants to sell Andy's goods only if it says on them that the crop is specifically from Fairhaven Farm (like, if the crops is not very good, then this is not Pierre's goods). Or Gus also doesn't want to buy goods from him, saying that "he doubts that the quality of his crop is the same as that of Susan or the Farmer".

Damn, despite Andy's rough nature, this guy gave me strawberry seeds at the very beginning of the first year, so he must have excellent strawberries anyway! The Farmer will prove that Andy's harvest is just as good as the others. But not because they show pity for the old fellow farmer, but because his crops has a really good quality now. Not to mention strawberries, and even with his secret recipe for jam - delicious!

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ROTI contestants in the hunger games.. what if we did that huh

OKAY IM GONNA GO INTO A LOT OF RAMBLES AND RANTING UNDER HERE LMAOO I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS i need to get it out my system. ofc since theres only 13 contestants for ROTI, id have to include some pointless ocs that only serve the purpose of getting slaughtered but ehhh theyre not that important. for the districts-

district 1- lightning and dakota (altho dakota is more trained for the cameras than actual combat)

district 2 - brick and jo

district 3 - B and female tribute

district 5 - sam and staci (i have no clue where to put him since realistically theyd die first thing in the bloodbath. "yeah, did you know my great great great great great great half aunt susan invented the hunger games? ya, before them people just watched TLC")

district 7 - mike and zoey

district 8 - anne maria and male tribute (once again didnt know where to put her. maybe id switched mike and zoey to be district 8 since zoey can make clothes)

district 10 - dawn and male tribute

district 11 - scott and female tribute

district 12 - cameron and female tribute (maybe ill put him and staci together)

any unnamed districts or characters, just assume theyre filler characters . mikes alters are still here, except mal because i dont like mal and hes too OP. and for the winner??? im sticking to the elimination order in the show for this one to avoid any problems (also itd be fun to see how cameron could kill jo) so the finale comes down to brain vs brawn once again

cameron, zoey and mike all have their little alliance for a while (until scott kills of mike at the feast) and for a while it comes down to cameron feeling guilty and upset because he knows that if the three of them made it to the final 3 together, cam would be killed off immediately. brick jo and lightning and the other careers (minus dakota) all have a little alliance and until it comes down to just brick jo and lightning, jo and lightning are planning to kill off brick together. that is until brick sacrifices his life for jo (im thinking a collapsing cave?) and dies and jo feels guilty forever

dawn and scott have an alliance as well until dawn tries to poison his drink, but since scott is a farmer boy and would know a lot about how to recognize tainted water, he swaps his drink for hers, killing dawn with her own drink.

manitoba, svetlana, and vito are all mikes alters and theyre careers. chester is just chester he doesnt do much.

btw there wont be that much romance, only between mike and zoey (though a svetlana and anne maria mutual attraction isnt that bad..). ofc i also have my bias as a jock shipper too but thats all for now. ill probably make more with this au lets see

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‧₊˚✧ ❛[ silly block game ]❜

ft. lucy pevensie, edmund pevensie, susan pevensie, peter pevensie (seperate) x gn! reader — the chronicles of narnia

╰₊✧ playing minecraft with the pevensie siblings┊1.5k words

setting: modern au, no mentions of narnia contains: fluff & crack, modern alternate universe, they are children in the image but ages are unspecified (so it could be romantic or platonic), mentions of in-game player & pet deaths,

➤ author's note: i had a dream that peter died in my arms while we were playing minecraft and decided to write cute headcanons when i woke up like a loser

━━━ .°˖✧ lucy pevensie ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ favorite biome - cherry grove, favorite mob - frogs, favorite flower - lily of the valley, favorite wood - birch, favorite block - moss

╰₊✧ she takes her time when it comes to completing the game and may take forever to get to the end dimension, prefering to play on peaceful mode so that she can focus on exploring and creating with keep inventory on since she doesn’t want to stress out about playing, enjoying everything it has to offer and will continuously pause on making progress to admire the scenery (but sometimes she turns it on easy mode to give her a little challenge when caving). oddly enough, even if the difficulty was on hard mode, she never seems to encounter any hostile mobs and they all decide to attack you instead while mining. it’s not an uncommon occurrence for her to tell you that she found her eighth patch of diamonds only for you to scream in response because you found a zombie spawner. she’ll manage to make it out of a pillager outpost without losing so much as half a heart while you’re looking like a pincushion, how does she do it?

╰₊✧ more of a farmer player who is mesmerized by all the different types of flowers and will have a goal of harvesting all of them to make colorful fields that stretch on for longer than your render distance will allow you to see. she’s most excited about updates that have new plants, wood types, and animals, keeping pets of all kinds even if they aren’t meant to be domesticated! her base is practically a zoo and is always full of life just like she is, yet it still naturally blends in with the area so well that it seems naturally generated at first glance. on a creepier note, the more hidden areas might have a skull or two placed to fit an overgrown and abandoned aesthetic, but at least it’s pretty with all of the spore blossoms!

╰₊✧ lucy hates villager trading farms with a passion, finding them too inhumane despite the fact that the villagers are npcs without sentience of any sort. it breaks her heart to see them in such cramped living conditions whose only purpose is for trade, so she’ll work on freeing them while you’re offline. she’ll spend hours upon hours gathering materials in secret to build a nicer village than the one they formally resided in before dismantling your system, with a good amount of iron golems to protect them from hostile mobs since she didn’t want to restrict them by building a fence or walls. (don’t worry, all of them are named and she’s kept a book on all of their trades so that you can keep track! the hard part is only tracking them down, but the big village is a thousand times better than the ugly trading hall you had before).

━━━ .°˖✧ edmund pevensie ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ favorite biome - ice spikes, favorite mob - horses, favorite flower - torchflower, favorite wood - dark oak, favorite block - prismarine

╰₊✧ he enjoys speedrunning, the only thing standing between him and being on the leaderboard is minor slip-ups that cost the entire game. he tends to get too cocky, especially once he’s gathered all he needed from the nether fortress and prematurely celebrates before a blaze knocks him off the edge, so you bet that you’re going to hear him come up with the most creative insults you would ever hear over the discord call (not including swears because he will be scolded for his language by someone in his house). his best record of beating the game is around forty minutes, nothing to gawk at, but something that he’s very proud of after all of his practice.

╰₊✧ if it’s not a world dedicated to that, where he doesn’t need to build a base, then he’ll place down all of the essentials and call it a day without a roof over his head. it’s not like he can actually get wet from the rain or sunburn from the sun, so he doesn’t bother and just lives like that until you persuade him to at least dig out a hole in a mountain to keep away from night-time mobs and expand whenever needed. his scattered chests are a mess, by the way, you can’t find anything while he just spam clicks and glazes over the screen to find something in his strange little system. he insists that he knows where everything is and that organization isn’t needed.

╰₊✧ also a total prankster, but will never blow up builds or destroy anything of yours because he knows how much time you put into it for a minute of amusement. he likes watching where you log out and trapping you in that spot with obsidian, something that you can easily get out of with a pick but is still annoying enough for him to get a kick out of it. once he wasn’t sure where the exact spot was, so he spent an entire real-life night meticulously encasing the area in glass and then flooding every block of air with water. he wondered multiple times if the effort was worth it in the process, but he cried tears of laughter when you couldn’t get out at all since you drowned before you could break the glass and then swim out. it was an endless cycle of “died by drowning” until you offered him a chest of iron blocks for your freedom.

━━━ .°˖✧ susan pevensie ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ favorite biome - mountains, favorite mob - foxes, favorite flower - rose bushes, favorite wood - mangrove, favorite block - quartz

╰₊✧ has mixed feelings on redstone, something that makes so much yet so little sense. it’s something that she likes to think that she mastered quickly, but you can always hear her muttering under her breath about how an entire contraption broke because of something dumb like the repeater being a tick off. she always covers up these machines with big, elaborate builds in a unique gothic style that you’ve only seen from her— although most of these builds are hollow since she doesn’t know how to design the interior, leaving entire towns empty until she lets you fill them up with various shops and villagers to make it feel more lived-in.

╰₊✧ refuses to throw anything away and maybe has a bit of a hoarding tendency, you cannot convince her to toss so much as a rotten potato into the lava because she “might need it in the future” even though it’s the most worthless item in the game. her storage system is immense and conscientiously organized with item frames and color signs while practically overflowing, but she has copious amounts of everything and is very generous when it comes to sharing as long as you ask beforehand! (as a result, her least favorite mobs are creepers because she needs to sort out the damaged chests before everything disappears, a complete nightmare)

╰₊✧ has god-like accuracy with any projectiles and has mending on her bow because she hates how expensive it is to get a new one with maxed-out enchantments and argues about how it’s so much better than infinity once she made the switch. you need an inventory slot with at least one arrow anyway, so why can’t you just have the full stack when you can always pick up more by killing skeletons? it may be a bit pretentious of her, but she might mock you that you just have a skill issue when she sees you being a bad shot before giving you some tips on how to improve.

━━━ .°˖✧ peter pevensie ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ favorite biome - fields, favorite mob - dogs/wolves, favorite flower - oxeye daisy, favorite wood - spruce, favorite block - diamond ore

╰₊✧ from “the sky’s the limit” to “whatever floats your goat,” the game isn’t done until he’s gotten all of the achievements no matter how stupid they may be! he’s pretty serious about completing, but once he’s finished, you can see him start goofing off and being more ridiculous. unlike his brother who plays the pranks, he tends to be the victim of them and can’t get revenge at all because his traps are a bit obvious (lucy always helps him out in that department). on the other hand, he’s great at pvp and fighting mobs, best with a sword, and likes to start raids to fight for fun with the “hero of the village” effect being a massive ego boost as well.

╰₊✧ his builds are pretty boring and cramped since he never upgrades it as needed, his house is really just a box made out of planks from the surrounding area. he didn’t think that you could create anything pleasing to the eye in a game where everything is made from cubes, so you’ll need to open his eyes to the fact that he can construct whatever he wants and how the only limit is his creativity. he won’t advance any further than using two different types of woods and including cobblestone, it simply isn’t his strong suit and he would much rather spend his time exploring and slaying his enemies instead.

╰₊✧ he has so many dogs, it’s not even funny, you need to turn down the volume for passive mobs whenever you’re at his base because they are barking nonstop. it’s not intentional either, he just somehow constantly forgets that feeding them makes them breed and can’t ever resist not giving them some steak when they tilt their heads at him. he gave up on naming all of them since he didn’t have enough tags and dying all of their collars after building a separate home for them, but the original ones that he tamed in the wild remain in his bedroom. despite the number of dogs, he refuses to take any of them on adventures with them because he will cry when unnamed number two hundred-something dies after sniffing lava and holds a funeral with a proper burial place.

[radioisntdead]

Welcome to the valley!

Spring week one

Pride valley au! Hazbin hotel x reader

Warnings? This is more of a heads-up instead of warnings: Stardew valley logic and currency, Yes I did give you my dog as your pet, this is pretty lackluster because first few days in the valley probably aren't the most exciting so it's mostly introductions and farm preparation! Also the formatting is a little off, plus OOC.

You were tidying up your desk when you found the letter your late grandfather wrote and left for you, he had left his farm in a darling little town located somewhere in Pride valley, you had went there every summer when you were younger, you remember running through the fields, away from your grandpa's chickens who you swore were evil, they had red eyes! That's pretty evil looking for a small child!

You hadn't visited since Grandpa passed but you were overworked, underpaid and genuinely tired of the hussle and bustle of city life, and so you did what any overworked person dreamt of, you quit your job, packed up your apartment and belongings and booked a ticket straight to the town where your grandfather's farm was.

It was a smallish town, with only around 100 or so residents, calling it a town was in all honesty, very very generous but it was beautiful, at least from what you could see it was, with lovely greenery and fresh air, you were the only person on the bus aside from the bus driver, a old woman who you weren't quite sure should be driving, honestly she looked like a corpse, the name tag on her jacket read 'Susan' in cursive letters.

You soon came upon the bus stop, you were barely off the bus when you were greeted by an excited woman greeting you,

"Hello! You must be [Name] right?" You nodded, clutching onto your bags as she grinned "Great! We spoke on the phone, I'm Charlie, the Mayor, And this is my assistant, and our local radio host Alastor!" She said motioning to the tall, smiling man dressed in muted reds,

"It's a pleasure to meet you my dear! Quite a pleasure," he held out his hand for you to shake, you moved one of the bags you were holding into your other arm in order to shake his hand,

"Likewise?"

Once you were done exchanging pleasantries you were escorted to your grandfather's farm, on the way the mayor gave you a quick run down on the town, like where the local shop was, where the local mines were, the saloon where you could get meals and a good drink at a relatively cheap price!

As you passed through the gates of your grandfather's farm you realized it would take more work then you originally thought to fix it up, from the overgrown weeds to the ruined remains of what looked to be your grandfather's old greenhouse and barn,

"Honestly we're so happy that you decided to move here and fix up the farm, I remember this place being a lot more organized when your grandfather was alive, I bet you can definitely fix it up!" Charlie said putting a hand on your shoulder, "We spruced up your grandfather's cabin, to make it more of a liveable space, and our lovely local shopkeep Molly was so gracious as to leave a little farmer starter kit of sorts!" Alastor popped in gesturing towards the cabin with his cane that looked like a microphone, Your grandfather's cabin used to look so big when you were younger.

You took a few steps towards the cabin, a smile broke out on your face, It was small, and a man died in it, but it was yours now, all of this was, and you were hellbent on making sure you'd make your grandfather proud.

"Well, We'll leave you to get settled in, I'll check in on you later, have fun!"

You turned around and waved the two goodbye, "Thank you! See you around!"

You waited until they were gone from view to take in a breath, you made your way into the cabin, the door creaked open, inside was a old outdated TV, a bed [that thankfully was NOT the one your grandpa died in, that one had been burned], a small little kitchen, a small bathroom, and some old pictures of you and your grandpa hung on the walls.

The furniture you had wouldn't arrive until a few months from now because of the stupid delivery company having a delay on delivering to the middle of nowhere, so you'd have to stay like this for awhile, but that'd be okay.

The farmer starter kit as Alastor had put it, was wrapped and placed on the old wooden table that you were pretty sure Grandpa had made, you placed your bags on the floor and walked towards it, gently unraveling the hot pink ribbon it was wrapped in, parsnip, carrot, and potato seeds, a nice starter spread to start your farm! Along with some fertilizer and the such.

You supposed you'd get started on the farm work later, how do you even start a farm?

You awoke early in the morning and changed into the classic farmer outfit of overalls, your grandfather's old sunhat and work boots, and after watching farming several videos on the Internet you were somewhat ready to begin, you found your grandfather's farming tools away in the shed that wasn't as damaged as the barn or the greenhouse, the tools were in decent shape.

You began to cut down the grass and toil the soil, digging small holes to toss the seeds in and covering them back up, making sure each seed was spread out properly.

It was a grueling process but it'd pay off when all the crops grew big and fresh and you could sell them and hopefully make bank.

Once you were satisfied with the small garden you had, the rest of the farm would take much more then just a couple of hours but for now this was great for a couple of carrots that would be grown within the week.

You supposed you should go explore the town, see what exactly they have and maybe meet some of the residents, having friends would be good, wouldn't it?

You decided to go shower beforehand because you were farming, in the sun, in the beginning of spring.

Once out of the shower you heard a knock at the door followed by a bunch of mumbles, confused you open the door to a woman dressed in 1920' style clothing,

"Good mornin' doll face, you're the new farmer? I'm Mimzy, you've probably heard of me," you hadn't, but she didn't give you a chance to say anything when she presented a rather large dog to you, the collar on his neck with a shiny plant themed tag that read 'Barnaby'

"This gorgeous doofus showed up on my doorstep a couple weeks ago, but I don't have the space to take care of him, you want him?" She asked gesturing to the dog who stared at you with the most big, droopy puppy-dog eyes.

"Uh, Sure why not, I could use the company," you said as she immediately shoved the leash he was on, "Great! Thanks, bye-bye farmer!" She shouted as she disappeared through the farm's gates.

You blinked staring at the dog underneath you, you reached out to pet him and he immediately flipped over to his stomach.

You had a dog now, at least you wouldn't be lonely if you didn't manage to make friends!

Once you got the barnaby settled in, you began your journey into town, the dirt pathways eventually turning into cobblestone, it was a quiet town, you didn't see many folks wandering out and about but then again it was the middle of the day and the majority of folks were probably working or doing whatever the hell they did in this town.

You look around passing by the clinic, and going into the store beside it, the sign read 'Molly's' in lovely pink letters.

"Welcome!" A blonde woman said from behind the counter with a cheerful smile, her heterochromic eyes shining so bright that it was almost blinding.

"Good evening," You greeted before going into the aisles, grabbing supplies like dog food, some stuff for your own consumption, And some more seeds for your farm.

Heading up to the counter with your goodies the woman tilted her head for a second before grinning, "Oh! You must be the new farmer I've been hearing so much about!"

"I suppose so? The name's [Name]" you say reaching a hand out to shake hers, "Molly! Super nice to meet'cha', did you get the seeds I left ya'?" She picked up one of your items to scan,

"Mhm! They're coming in handy, thank you so much," another item was scanned, "No problem! We haven't had anotha' resident in who knows how long, I know the mayor's just so excited with your arrival, we-" she excitedly chattered on as she scanned your items until eventually she ran out of things to scan, and the two of you bid goodbye, she seemed nice enough, maybe the two of you could be friends one-day?

When you returned to the farm you were greeted by the Mayor knocking on your door before noticing you, "[Name] there you are! I was just stopping by to see how your doing! So, how was your first night in the old cabin?" She said hopping down from the porch, "It was alright, I can't wait for my stuff to get here so I can make it more homey, you know?" She nodded, "Right! I'm sure you'll make it all your own! Since you've started the farm, you probably plan on selling some of the results right?" "Yeah, that's the plan."

Charlie walked over to a wooden bin that was next to the cabin, she patted it with her hand,

"Just place anything you want to sell in the shipping box, and I'll stop by to pick them up leaving you with the profits, I can't wait to see what kinds of things you put in there!" She said before checking her watch, "Oh! Will you look at the time I gotta get going, have a good night!" She waved you a goodbye before leaving through the gates.

You were tired from yesterday mornings work, but you didn't have time to lay around, if your crops didn't go well you would likely starve, after all you can't get by on just your savings forever now can you?

You turned on the radio listening to the radio man talk about local ongoing like a reminder for the locals on how Molly's shop would be closed tomorrow and how Joja mart was cheap junk and how it was ran by the disgraced former CEO, rich boy on a time out, Adam, before he smoothly transitioned into music.

Normally you wouldn't listen to jazz or the radio in general but you didn't really have Wi-Fi at the moment and you didn't want to use up all your data.

You hummed along to the music as you got ready for the morning, pouring your new furry companion a cup and a half of dog food for his breakfast before making yourself a nice breakfast of toast and an energy drink.

The day was mostly filled with you tearing down the excessive growth of weeds, cutting them out with vigor, taking out all the years of stress out on them before putting them in a big pile for you to burn later on.

You yawned as you pulled the last bit of the weeds out of the ground, leaving ground to be prepped for farming, well aside from the rocks you'd have to move away, but that was a job for another day, for now you'd go inside, feed barnaby and microwave yourself a frozen meal.

You decided to look around at the remains of your grandfather's greenhouse, broken glass was scattered across the ground, you remembered being a child and helping your grandfather water the plants he had growing, he'd lift you up and help you water the plants, patting you on the head afterwords telling you that you were the best helper he could ask for!

You missed those days, maybe one day you'd have your own child or grandchild to help you water the greenhouse plants, or maybe you wouldn't, who knows?

Brushing off the nostalgic feelings you began to move around the broken glass putting them in an old tarp that you were planning on tossing it away eventually, after all broken glass and rusty nails had no use.

You didn't know how much it'd cost to build another greenhouse but that was the least of your worries at the moment.

The clock stuck twelve and you decided to go out onto the town again, maybe check out that saloon that was mentioned the first day you got here and get lunch, you put on a fresh pair of overalls and made the journey there.

The sign read "The cat's saloon" with a craved out kitten next to it, it sure was a mouth full.

You entered the saloon, music was playing, there was casino themed items on the walls, and a older scruffy looking guy was manning the counter wiping glasses as a guy that looked alot like Molly chatted away to him, dropping pick-up lines while sipping away on some type of drink, the one that looked a lot like Molly spoke up, "Hey Husky, it looks like ya got a new customer," the scruffy looking gentleman shook his head, "Don't call me that," he turned towards you, "Welcome, there's menus on the other side, call me over when you figure out what you want." He gestured to the container holding a bunch of menus all organized.

You ordered pepper poppers to go,

The guy that looked similar to Molly took the time the scruffy guy went into the kitchen to fetch the pepper poppers, introduced himself and by extension the guy who just left, Husk, was that his real name? You didn't know but you hoped not because that is a horrible name for a child.

You figured out that he's Molly's brother after he mentions that she talked about you.

Eventually your pepper poppers were done and you skaddled out of there, maybe you'd come back when it was more lively and not empty.

Your first crops was ready! A bountiful harvest of parsnips and carrots, you pulled them out of the ground, putting them all into a bucket before bringing them inside to wash, Barnaby followed you, watching intently as you washed off the produce, they were pretty good for your first time growing these, you wondered how much money it'd make you.

Hopefully enough to get more seeds, because you'd need them, maybe you'd grow some flowers this time too! Maybe some kale?

You separated the produce, leaving the more bruised and less pretty things for yourself and put the more decent looking stuff in the shipping box for Mayor Charlie to take, after that you'd stop by Molly's to buy more seeds.

You hummed as you waltzed through town, taking the day to rest and explore, you stumbled upon the abandoned community center, Charlie stared at it, her eyes fixated on it as she held her chin in her hand before noticing you.

"Oh! Good morning [Name], You're in town early, huh? Finished with your farm chores already?” she asks, you nod, technically they were done, you had harvested them and just needed to plant more.

"Mhm, what's this?" "The old community center, a Storm came through here a couple years ago, destroyed it and it's been like this ever since, it used to be the pride and joy of our community, always bustling with life and now it's just... Lifeless." You nodded looking around at the building, there were holes in the roof, plants growing on the sides, it was wrecked.

She sighed, "I could sell it, the money would benefit the town sure, but I just can't give up on it, you know?" You nodded once more, "Let's go inside, see what the damage is." She said pulling out a ring of keys, shoving one of them into the door.

As you stepped through the threshold of the door, the water damaged floor creaked underneath you, the smell of moist hit your nose.

"Huh? What's this?" Charlie muttered looking at a little hut in the corner, "I guess the kids have been playing in here, that's not really safe for them.."

Looking around she sighed once again, "This place is worse off then I remember," you stared at the little hut, jumping in surprise as you saw what looked to be a little egg scrambling across the floor.

Charlie looked behind her, "What's wrong? Did you see something?" You nodded, "Yeah It was white and ran across the floor,"

"Damn it, it was probably a rat," she said before checking her watch, you heard her mutter a swear before she moved to leave the building, "I'm late for something, I'll see you later!" She held the door knob for a second, "I'll leave the doors unlocked, maybe if you have spare time and want to practice fixing things you can come in." She added before leaving you alone in the rotting community center.

"Yeah."

Maybe you should explore, see what you can find.

You woke up in the morning, everything was going as usual, you made yourself breakfast, gave Barnaby his breakfast, watered the next round of crops and got ready to go explore the town again, you still had people to meet, it was good to have good connections in a small town like this.

Unfortunately your plans were disrupted by a letter in the mail, written in ye olde English and signed by a 'Zestial' a name you didn't recognize, a invite to head to his tower, he had been watching you interact with the community center.

That wasn't creepy at all, and you having no sense of fear decided to visit.

It was only about a 15 minute walk away from your farm, the tower was pleasantly easy to find, after all you can't exactly not notice the tower colored with haunting blacks and greens.

You knocked on the door gently, and it was opened up by a tall man in a long cape, reminding you of old vampire movies in a way.

"Ah, thou hast arrived!" He spoke, opening the door he gestured for you to come in, closing the door behind you.

"Hi?" You said,

"I am Zestial, seeker of the arcane truths, mediery 'twixt the corporal and ethereal, master of the seven elements-" you blinked, you didn't get enough sleep to deal with this man's yapping, you were regretting your decision to come here "Keeper of the cha- thou get the point," he said with a wave of his hand,

"And thou [name], thy arrival I hast forseen, hither, I'd like to show thou something." He snapped his fingers as the star beside him lit up, holding one of those egg creatures you saw the day before with Charlie in the community center.

"Behold! Thou've seen one of 'em before, haven't thou?" He said, you could barely understand the olde English he used, you blinked at the egg creature floating.

"They bid themselves the junimos, mysterious spirits, for some odd reason they refuse to converse with me," he snapped his fingers again the egg creature disappearing, "I am unsure of why they decided to move into the community center, but thou hast nought to fear.''

You nodded, deciding to tell him about a golden scroll you stumbled upon after Charlie left, the man spoke more olde English, telling you to stay still before teleporting away.

You questioned if you had accidentally ingested any drugs, maybe you accidentally hurt yourself on the farm and this was some weird way of your mind comforting you in your final moments?

Within the moment he returned entering through the front door,

"I hast found the note, the language is obscure but I was able to decipher it!" He said.

"We the junimos, are happy to aid you, in return we ask for gifts of the valley. If you are one with the forest you will see the true nature of the scroll." He muttered before muttering some more and moving around his cauldron, sniffing around before excitingly cheering and beckoning you over.

You hesitantly moved closer to him, peering into the cauldron of pure green, he spoke of the ingredients his cauldron held, all from the forest, baby fern, moss grub, toadstool and more.

He poured some of it into a glass and handed it to you.

"Drink up, let the essence of the forest premente thy vessel." He said, you shrugged, "Bottoms up I guess." You muttered before downing the drink.

The green liquid was cold down your throat, and tasted like ice cold minty green tasting lemonade.

It took less then a moment for the dizziness to kick in, you stumbled, the glass in your hand falling to the ground and shattering leaving Zestial to shake his head that had seemingly doubled? Was it always like that?

A green haze began to flood your vision with trees, and little egg boys floated around, you attempted to speak but nothing came out of your mouth and before you knew it, you had passed out on the cold ground.

When you would awake in your own bed hours later you'd second guess the experience of the night before, deeming it as a bad hallucination, but alas the egg creatures running around your floor with your farm themed mugs would say otherwise.

What a unhinged end to your first week in pride Valley! Oh, what fun awaits for you next?

Good evening folks! I'm glad to finally get this out! Sorry for the delay I decided to rewrite some parts, so a couple of concepts got scrapped and some got added, like the egg Bois being junimos but they came out better, Also husk and Angel had more dialogue but I wrote Zestial's part before finishing theirs and he took it out of me.

Also I wrote a little over 3k words I am proud!

Also does anyone know how to get those colored fonts that aren't like the ones we have on here? Because I saw some folks with like pastels and I want em' anywho, Thank you for reading and goodnight!

Psst! You want snippets, a peak at what I have planned for this au? or maybe chat with a bunch of awesome people? You should join our discord!

[honey-crypt]

Can you write Elliot with a reader who’s overworking themself, sleep deprived but also kinda stubborn and a brat about taking a rest?

🥺🐀

a/n: this post refers characters from stardew valley expanded so minor spoilers ahead? enjoy!

★ rest for the best - elliott x farmer ★

★ elliott is no stranger to sleep deprivation and delaying rest; he’s a writer after all and during his bachelor days, he would pull at least two all nighters a week

★ however, he manages to improve his sleep and get a good schedule, always going to bed at 10pm and waking up by 6am or sooner, a nice 8 hours of rest

★ after marriage and moving into the farmhouse he notices that you tend to overwork yourself during the first week of each season, running around the town and the farm as you attempt to hoe, sow, and water your seeds

★ at first, elliott tries to help you out, he offers to water some crops and so on but you always deny his help, saying that you had everything under control

★ yet, by the third day of the season, you're barely able to hold your watering can, elliott has to intervene

★ he picks you up and sets the watering can aside, carrying you back to the farmhouse and into your shared bedroom; he lays you on the bed and informs you that you're on bedrest until you can hold up the watering gun again

★ you protest, saying that the season's demands were particularly high, but elliott is having none of that! he reassures you that he will take care of everything and get help from the other farmers, such as andy and susan

★ you whine to elliott about being put in bed jail but the sleep deprivation finally catches up with you and you fall asleep before you could try to escape

★ elliott spends the remainder of the week setting up the crops for the season with andy and susan helping him out, he ends up learning a good thing or two about the farming life that he didn't know before

★ by the time you recover, elliott has the fields all ready for the crops to flourish, he does a pretty great job under andy and susan's guidance

★ you thank him and promise that you would work on your sleep schedule, to which elliott gives you a peck on the lips and reassures you that you will be able to do so, as well as to remember that rest is vital to being a successful farmer

[azuneekun]

Have you ever thought of what voice actors SDV bachelor/Bachelorettes would have? What about your farmer?

STARDEW VOICE ACTORS

Bachelors:

• Shane - Bojack Horseman. Bojack Horseman. (Will Arnet)

• Sebastian - Marshall lee. Adventure Time. (Donald Grover)

• Harvey - Joel Miller. The Last of Us. (Pedro Pascal)

• Elliott - Alucard. Castlevania. (James Callis)

• Sam - Prompto Argentum. Square Enix's Final Fantasy. (Robbie Daymond)

• Alex - Duncan. Total Drama Island. (Drew Nelson)

Bachelorettes:

• Haley - Regina George. Mean Girls. (Rachel Mcaddams)

• Maru - Sapphire. Steven Universe. (Erica Ruttrell)

• Penny - Miss Honey. Matilda. (Embeth Davidtz)

• Abigail - Kaitlin Ka. The Quarry. (Brenda Song)

• Leah - Megara. Hercules. (Susan Egan)

• Emily - Lola Bunny. The looney Tunes Show. (Kristen Wiig)

Farmers:

• Peaches - Belle. Beauty and the Beast. (Blanca Suárez)

• Apple- Haruka. Sailor Moon Eng. Dub. (Sarah Lafleur)

• Blueberry - Tiana. Princess and the Frog. (Anika Noni Rose)

[magicalgirlartist]

[ID: six digital illustrations of the original six Great Kanohi surrounded by flowers. In order: red Hau with tiger lilies, holly, and black-eyed Susans with "Tahu" written underneath in the Matoran font. Blue Kaukau with rhododendrons, bluebells, and chamomile with "Gali" written underneath in the Matoran font. White Akaku with amaryllis, belladonna, and edelweiss with "Kopaka" written underneath in the Matoran font. Brown Kakama with morning glories, hyacinths, and ivy with "Pohatu" written underneath in the Matoran font. Green Miru with larkspur, yellow lilies, and marjoram with "Lewa" written underneath in the Matoran font. Black Pakari with sage, iris, and gladiolus with "Onua" written in the Matoran font. End ID.]

Bionicle sticker designs I've been making! Hoping to figure out how to put them up for sale soon :3

Flowers and meanings under the cut!

[Commissions open!]

First off: all flower meanings were taken from the Old Farmer's Almanac so if I'm wrong uh. Too bad :P

Tahu has tiger lilies for pride, holly for defense, and black-eyed Susans for justice.

Gali has rhododendrons for danger, bluebells for humility, and chamomile for patience in adversity.

Kopaka has amaryllis for pride, belladonna for silence, and edelweiss for courage and devotion.

Pohatu has morning glories for affection, hyacinths for play and sport, and ivy for friendship.

Lewa has larkspur for levity and an open heart, yellow lilies for happiness and walking on air, marjoram for joy.

Onua has sage for wisdom, irises for faith, trust, and valor, and gladiolus for strength and integrity.

[inlovewithregencyera]

Transcript under cut : )

Vane Farm, Brindleton, Isturia, July 8th, 1818

*Susan snoring*

*Annie loudly snoring*

*tapping on window*

*Susan snoring more*

George: Susie..come on.

*George throws another handful of pebbles*

Susan: Annie, did you hear that?

Susan: Annie..?

*Susan gets up*

Susan: George? *squints* GEORGE!

*Susan grabs her boots and runs down stairs*

George: There's my darling.

Susan: GEORGE!

George: Hi Susie, how are you? *kissing forehead*

Susan: Oh, I'm well I suppose. It is a bit early though, but I'm always glad to see you!

George: And I you. Pray tell me, did I awake Annie again?

Susan: Oh, no. *giggling* She's sound asleep, but it seems you woke the chickens.

George: Yes, it seems so. *softly chuckling* I'd hate if they were to spread scandal about me.

Susan: *pfft*They'd surely give your father a stroke.Reverend Thorpe seen in the wee hours of the morning with farmer Vane's daughter. Whatever would he do?

George: *kissing cheek* Might be a good thing if old Bute stroked out of here.

Susan: *chuckling* Georgie! How cruel.

George: I mean it. That's actually what I came here to talk to you about.

Susan: Oh Lord forgive me! He's alright, isn't he? I meant no malice when-

George: Oh, there there Susie. I dare say he's never alright mentally, but his health shouldn't be something to concern your little heart with.

Susan: Oh thank God. What did you want to speak to me about then?

*hen clucking*

George: Would you mind if we went behind that tree over there so I could tell you? I fear we’re too out in the open.

Susan: Oh, yes of course. giggling We wouldn't want to give the chickens more to gossip about, would we?

George: *smirking* They're already plotting against us, I know it. Come on *takes hand*

*Susan giggles*

George: Susie, can you promise not to be cross with me when I tell you this?

Susan: *clutching hand* George Thorpe, you know I could never truly be cross with you.

George: Good, good. I have two terrible things to tell you, I'll start with the least terrible first.

Susan: Yes?

George: Last night, my father arranged a dinner and had a young Incubinian woman of a wealthy background come as a potential bride for Arthur.

Susan: Oh. Why should you tell me she's Incubinian, does it matter?

George: No! No, not one bit at all, forgive me.Anyways, Arthur said he'd never marry her because of this, and my father demanded I try and swoon her instead. I had no other choice to, but I meant nothing of what I said to her, I flattered her solely for the sake of my Father. Please know this.

Susan: *backing away* Oh why can't you tell him already!

George: Sue, it's not that easy-

Susan: If you loved me like you said you did it would be. My mother sunk from all the comfort she was born into when she married my father, and she didn't care not one bit because she loves him!

George: Susan Augusta Vane, I love you more than anybody on this Earth, you know this.

Susan: Sometimes I don't!

George: Susan..

Susan: I don't know what you'd like me to say.

George: You do know how much I love you, don't you?

Susan: I don't George! You claim how much you love me in private and to your closest friends, yet I tell my family how much I love you. Family is above all else in the world, and you can't tell yours how you "love" me?

George: Arthur and Villoria know that I am hopelessly devoted to you but they do not know that the affection is mutual nor do they know about the engagement. Papa is another thing to trifle with.

Susan: I love you more than you love me.

George: That's not true. If I didn't love you I wouldn't be here standing before you telling you the truth now would I? I couldn't sleep without you knowing. I rode to Thornfield asking Freddie and Max if I was a fool for feeling like this. You mean the world to me and you are the sole object of my affection and happiness. I promise you I'll tell that old fool after Aurelia's birthday and everything is settled with her.

Susan: Whatever do you mean after everything's settled with her?

George: That's where I'm getting. The second thing I must tell you is a terrible blow, I'm not sure how to say this as I know how much you love Aurelia.

Susan: Go on...

George: Sue, Frederick has fleeting consumption.

Susan: *gasps* Oh my goodness. Just as I claimed they had it all, they don't. My poor Aurelia. However is she? Oh, I feel quite terrible, I must call on her first thing in the morn-

George: She doesn’t know.

Susan: What?

George: She doesn’t know.

Susan: Why doesn't she? That's a horrible thing to hide!

George: Because he wants to let her enjoy her birthday first, when he'll have Maximilian tell her, I'm unsure.

Susan: MAXIMILIAN? Why is he the one to tell her, it's Frederick's illness! This isn't right at all, he'll shatter her heart all over now, just as I thought it was getting repaired.

George: I know, I know. But it's not our place to interfere with how they do things, is it?

Susan: No, but my sweet Aurelia never catches a break! Oh, I feel terrible for Frederick, but I feel worse for Aurelia. She'll have to live with this. How dare he come back and do this to her!

George: Susie, it's fleeting consumption. It'll show symptoms then disappear and nothings left of it. He's been coughing since the Spring of 1816, he had it before he knew her.

Susan: That makes it even worse! Oh, I feel for poor Maximilian too. When he came to collect money from dear good Papa yesterday morning, Papa said he looked so sad. George, if you ever get sick, you must tell me immediately and then I shall pray I get sick because truthfully I couldn't live without you, and I’d be so melan-

*George kisses Susan*

Susan: Melancholy.

George: *pulling away* I must go now my dear, the rain will get worse and I don't want you sick. I also convinced Max to sleep as I told him I'd watch Frederick tonight.

Susan: *sniffling* I just can't believe it. This is all so sad you know, he's so young!

George: I know dear, I know. Remember what you'd always tell me though, if it's God's will then let it be done.

Perhaps it's for a greater good, he's not upset about it. He's only upset at the thought of Aurelia being upset.

Susan: Yes..yes I know, and upset she will be!

George: Yes, yes she will be. But she has you as a friend and I'm sure you'll manage to lift her spirits. You love her dearly. Now I must go, I'll see you tonight?

Susan: Oh I’m not going.

George: What, why not?

Susan: *sniffling* I don't have a pretty dress for that occasion, so I'll not embarrass myself or my family by going.

George: I'll steal one of Lori's for you then, hm?

Susan: Oh, no thank you. I just won't be going, I hope you understand. Perhaps Mama and I can go and keep Frederick company while Max and Isabella go to the ball?

George: That's a good idea, you can make anyone smile. You're a good woman Susan, don't forget that.

Susan: And you promise to tell your Papa after all is done between them?

George: I promise. I want Frederick to see our wedding.