#okay but imagine it's like harvest moon

[heyitsrink]

this is what I thought the new Zelda game would be like

[miraculousares]

Okay so I have some thoughts about the end of full moon and more specifically on Blitzø's rant at the end. I already posted a little analysis about how he only knows how to communicate through raw emotion, and I think that his venting is such a clear example of that. I feel like this is the most honest Blitzø has been at least in the last 15 years if not ever, and I can't stop thinking about how hard he's trying to talk openly with Stolas. So spoilers for Full Moon obviously.

*deep breath*

"What? Fuck you, Stolas! You spring this feelings bullshit on me, are you fucking kidding?!"

As we well know, Blitzø has never felt worthy of love. He's always blown up every relationship (sorry for the pun) he's ever been in. Be it romantic, platonic, familial, even in the workplace he struggles. So the few occasions when Stolas has thrown out hints that he might love Blitzø for more than the sex, he's never been able to even process it. Stolas has never given him a clear indication that he feels anything more than horny for him and without any warning he's suddenly confessing his love in the middle of what Blitzø thought was just yet another transactional bang sesh.

"Can I get a fucking minute to think?"

Sure, Blitzø got the chance to have a genuine, in the moment conversation with Fizz, but that was nothing compared to this. He'd had 15 years to process his feelings of regret and he was someone he'd been vulnerable with before, albeit a long time ago. Here, trapped in a huge silent room with Stolas and all of his half-processed feelings that are tangled around so many other problems, Blitzø has no tools for this type of situation.

"After everything you put me through you pompous, rich asshole!"

While it hurts to say, Stolas really has put Blitzø through a lot. Aside from everything I'm gonna mention with the next line, he's hurt Blitzø time and time again. Be it covering his face at Ozzie's, humiliating him on stage at the Harvest Moon Festival, constantly degrading him and reminding him of his 'impish' lower status. It's obvious to the viewer that Stolas does care so deeply for Blitzø and that he's trying to change and atone for all of that, to Blitzø all he's done is give him space for a few months and then suddenly confess his feelings out of nowhere.

"Treat me like one of your little butler imps, you can't just dismiss me like that. I mean you royal fucks think you can do this every time. Like you can just play with our feelings because we're smaller and not as important!"

Okay here we go, diving into probably the biggest problem they have to tackle before they can truly accept love from one another: the class difference. Stolas' palace is crawling with imp servants who are treated as objects by the whole family and Blitzø has seen that. And then there's Blitzø, who is being treated with the respect of a living, breathing, independent-thinking demon but that's about it. He still talks down to him and goes so far as calling him his plaything on several occasions. I don't know exactly how the horns work/feel for imps, but I imagine Blitzø having a cigarette put out on his probably felt degrading at best. To Blitzø, he's providing a service for Stolas in exchange for reward, just like the rest of his servants. They both clearly know how wrong that is, but that dynamic needs to be seriously broken down from both ends before anything could possibly work between them. Blitzø is trying to do that with this line, he's trying so hard to tell Stolas how it made him feel because it hurt him but he wants to fix things.

"Well I'm not letting you, bitch! Let's go!"

Fuuuuuuuck this line hit me so hard. This whole time, he's been venting and yelling and in doing that he's sorting through how he feels. He's being confronted with something so far out of his comfort zone but instead of trying to run or hide like he usually would, he's trying to figure things out because no matter how afraid he is he clearly wants to have this conversation. He's trying to open it up to Stolas after airing out everything he was able to sort through, he's telling him that he wants to have this conversation.

"Stolas wait, I'm s-"

God this is so heartbreaking and I know a lot of people are pissed off about how Full Moon ended, I honestly think that this was perfect writing for each of these characters. Stolas has only ever been talked to in fanciful language, subtle comments, and straight abusive yelling, he doesn't know how to hear anything Blitzø is saying and instead only hears his tone and his harsh words. But Blitzø doesn't know how to communicate any other way and gah this argument/confession/breakup was exactly what they needed to push them forward to actually facing the problems between them rather than tiptoing around them

[rainbow-beanie]

It is…..SO HARD to have blitz as a favorite character, cause I’m forced to see him make the worst mistakes imaginable. I still care for him and wish for him to get better (and he will) but this was so hard to watch.

How do you even explain this???

Like “oh yeah btw, someone tried to assassinate you during the harvest moon festival. It’s okay though cause I stopped him.” Stolas would still be left gobsmacked either way. Would it have been better for blitz to tell him this BEFORE stricker tried to kill him again? Yes absolutely, but again how in the hell was he supposed to bring that up???

[tealvenetianmask]

can you picture western energy striker defiantly hissing "vermin" in the face of sure death? can you imagine the harvest moon one getting offended at the dick statue he himself built being made fun of? or letting sex jokes get under his skin after he p much spent the pain games seducing blitz?

Sweet anon, you responded seriously to a shitpost.

*Ahem*

Honey, you can take a joke about as well as Striker can.

*cough cough hacking fit*

Gumdrop-----

*sigh*

Okay, none of that is fair. I'd better respond to your actual argument. In most shitposts, there's a grain of OP's actual opinion. This one is no different. My opinion is this: I think Striker's character development in Season 2 is good actually. I'll explain why, and I hope I'll get around to all of your ideas along the way.

Point 1: I concede- Striker did come across as COOLER in The Harvest Moon Festival, but I think that "cool" was skin deep. He had a confident attitude and cool weapons. He could fight and kill a wild hellbeast and tied with Blitz in the tough guy contest. He had the voice of Norman Reedus for fuck's sake. The screenshot I used in the shitpost was a smear, which is a technique for animating fast motion, and Striker doesn't look dorky unless you pause it at exactly the right split second- it was a joke. Now, did that present potential for him to be a villain who was super slick and formidable all the time? Sure.

But was it representative of anything more about his character than the attitude he projected and his fighting skills? No, I don't think so-- we knew next to nothing about him. And cracks in his exterior were already visible in some core contradictions, which brings me to . . .

Point 2: He was overtly presented as a racist, self-hating hypocrite who was not as tough as he pretended to be ALREADY in The Harvest Moon Festival. I'm not exaggerating. I went into way more depth about this here, but here's the gist. He presented himself as sort of an imp rights activist (royals treat them like playthings, etc.) but also said that he and Blitz are superior to other imps and yes, like you mentioned in your ask, called Moxxie, a smaller imp with more typical imp traits "vermin" and demeaned him throughout the episode. He also genuinely had his ass handed to him by Blitz when they actually directly fought hand to hand, so there's that . . . AND he calls what Blitz does beneath him but literally works for royals himself. The fantasy he tried to sell to Blitz IS a fantasy that Striker IS NOT LIVING.

Point 3: The character development he gets in Season 2 is consistent with what we see in Season 1. Why wouldn't a character who represents toxic masculinity in Moxxie's character arc have a giant statue of himself with a pointy dong? A character who's delusional enough to see himself as a free agent "slaying overlords" when he's really working as a paid assassin? Who describes himself as "superior to most of his kind?" Why would you expect that character to react well to losing? Because he acted angry and called Moxxie vermin rather than begging for mercy (which he never does later)? Please. He continues to act angry when he's losing in Season 2- he just gets more unhinged about it as he loses more and more. And then he runs the fuck away. At the end of every single episode in which he appears. Because his bravery has a fucking limit.

Point 4: And that development is actually more interesting (and potentially scary in the future) than a villain who's just cool and unshakeable. We learn more about his fixations and insecurities. That when other characters flirt to disarm him (different from when he's the one seducing/manipulating), he gets flustered and messes up. We learn that he's insecure enough to need the validation of success, and when his losses pile up, he starts to break.

For him, breaking shows up as murderous rage rather than sadness because he can't stand to be weak. He's willing to kill Fizz and incur the wrath of Asmodeus just to satisfy that rage, just to sate his murderous hatred for someone who committed the crime of being an imp in a relationship above his station. This suggests that going forward, he'll be capable of unspeakable cruelty, motivated by hate, free from the constraints of morality and common sense. He will become increasingly dangerous and increasingly tragic. The audience wants to know his backstory (because how could someone get like this without profound pain?) and wants to see what he'll do next.

In short, Striker is an awesome character, but not in the ways that his defenders think he "should have been" based on his first appearance.

[that-starry-freak]

Okay chat let's do this

....

Sunset would protect him and keep him away from moon and he'd be dry and calm but he'd be good fo sssun and would treat him right because he's tired of the mistreatment of suns!!

Okay woah. Now we've got the exact opposite

Lord eclipse would make fun if him for succumbing to such a fate. Hed see him as a lesser eclipse and treat him like a servant too, maybe even worse than ssun. Thered always be an underlining self-hatred in it. And servant eclipse couldn't do anything against it, but he'd be increasingly frustrated as seeing an eclipse who won and being treated like this

It'd be so so toxic-

... im really trying to figure out how I want to go with this, uhm...

Yknow what, no, I'm going to be ambiguous because I loce aus where they're twins and aus where they arnt, soo-

2 halves of one whole. They understand each other better than anyone. They love to play and fight and joke. Harvest knows how to reel bloody in. They're silly and chaotic

God this wheel really likes shadowplanet, fuck-

Uhm- earth could help him through his trauma. She could help to convince him to give up the star before it consumed him (in an ideal world). She could help him right his wrongs and discover himself not as v2 Eclipse, but as himself. As who he is. He was always the "calmer: of the 4 eclipses I think. He was just lonely and hurting, and I think earth could help with that

Oh my god

Little moon and big moon. Tiny soft edgy and big soft calm. Kc could understand finding who you are and could help nexus with it. Also snjansjs imagine him nestled in his big ass lao bro. So comfy. He could also help him learn about himself. Very fluffy

... mother and sun

Using Alex's Solarflare of course

But yeah, mother and sun

Toxic. So much pain and hate. Like Lord Eclipse x Old Moon but Eclipse is helpless,, he doesn't have the star. They hate each other but its okay because- uh- who says people who hate each other can't kiss, huh?

Also @zthesheep hey its your ship!!

I actually don't have any thoughts son this other than lunar would make fun of him for his British accent, they would playtogether, and ruin is taller than him

Ahhhh solarsun my love

Solar's trauma of losing his sun, desperate not to lose this one. Sun nervous when it comes to relationships.

hey should hold hands and kiss <3

Aannndd thats all of them!!

[emjiroki]

Omegaverse *and* tribal au just the thought has me freaking drooling...... and the world building opportunities that secondary genders could bring in to tribal life like just imagining all the ways it could work is so cool!

Also just like. Enji in leather and jewelry and nothing else... Enji in the firelight under a full moon... Enji with tattoos that celebrate his successes... Enji scooping you up and carrying you to somewhere at least passably private to fuck your brains out....... 🥺😳👉👈

AAAAAAHHHHHH okay yes this has been making me crazy!!!! (Disclaimer the only reason the tribal au headcanons weren't Omegaverse was because a nice anon asked if I could make the headcanons regular, I totally understand that Omegaverse is not for everyone! BUT NOW I HAVE A GREAT EXCUSE TO GO FERAL) sorry it took so long everyone I hope you enjoy

Link to the non a/b/o tribal headcanons

18+ ONLY below the readmore

Your courtship was short, a week at the gathering before you agreed to travel back with him to the mountains and only a month before he publicly proclaimed before his tribe council that he, their Chief, would be taking you as his mate and future bride

Enji knows you're his fated mate from the moment he sees you. He always kind of knew his former omega wasn't it, inspite of the arranged marriage. After she had left back to her home tribe he really thought he'd never find love again, until he met you at one of the large tribe gatherings during the harvest season. Your scent drew him in like a moth to a flame and he knew you were his

He did his best to keep to tradition and not copulate with you until your bonding ceremony, so the foreplay was almost constant. He was barely in the mindset for meetings with his tribe members or any sort of celebrations or other important ceremonies, his mind constantly fixated on stretching you on his fingers and drinking your slick down like ambrosia. Your cries of pleasure were like angels singing in his ears and could be heard very clearly to anyone straying too close to his hut. Unfortunately for them...

The first full moon of the summer season finally came your bonding ceremony, he had discussed his tribal traditions with you before hand to make sure you were comfortable and that you weren't caught off guard due to the nature of the ceremony. The beginning was simple, Enji slaughters a goat for a blood sacrifice in your honor and the Shaman paints the blood across you and Enji’s chest first, across your heart for eternal love and across your face and eyelids to ward off negativity and evil. But the second half of the ceremony after your marital beads are place around your throats is the part he tried to make you comfortable with

The tribe council has to be present for the official bonding and first knotting, to at least see you connected and bonding marks fresh bleeding. It made you a little uneasy at first, but with Enji being as aggressive as he is they all kept their eyes to the floor as he shielded you from their view.

He was delicate as he laid you against the fur bedding, whispering reassurance and promises against your skin as he breached your virgin entrance for the first time. The combination of your scents and smell of your blood staining his cock had him nearly going feral but he kept himself steady so he didn't hurt you. It was the last thing he ever wanted to do. "I love you, so much. Endless as the river my sweet omega" he whispers as he kisses the overwhelmed tears from your cheeks. And you believed him, could feel it through the grip of his fingers laced with yours above your head as he began to move and fuck into your soft body. It took a few minutes to adjust to his size but soon you were calling for more, locking your legs around his waist and pulling him into you until his flushed head was tapping your cervix with every thrust of his hips.

Enji was coming to his end just as soon as he expected, your tightness milking everything from him until he was dizzy with your sweet scent flooding his senses. He was holding back drool as he watched your eyes roll back and your pretty swollen lips part in ecstasy. "A-Alpha I'm-" "Cum for me love, let me feel you so I can give you everything" with a strangled and barely coherent cry you were tensing and squeezing around him so hard it nearly forced him out until one of his strong hands locked your hips into place as he growled deeply and released into your warmth, his knot sealing your entrance to keep his cum inside.

With aftershocks of your orgasms racking our bodies you two sealed the bond, your mating marks red, raw, and prominent against your throats as you tasted each others blood. Everything felt calm and peaceful after the bond was set, the pheremones calming and instincts feeling the rightness of everything settling in. The council was all but forgotten about until the motion of them leaving the hut had Enji snarling and holding you close to his body protectively, your blood staining against his chin and bringing forth the true animal version of his instincts that had your inner omega preening and purring against his strong chest.

After a moment you could hear the tribe cheering from the news of your consumation, the great bonfire starting and soon the smell of roasting meat reached your hut and your growling stomachs. "As soon as the knot releases we can join the celebration if you'd like" he says quietly as he strokes his fingers along your spine in a soothing pattern, your own fingers tracing the tattoos along his chest and arms, his many years of success telling stories across his skin. "I'd like that, but could we spend a bit longer in here together, just us?" You asked, feeling vulnerable after your private moment. "Of course, anything for you" he says with a rumbling purr, nosing against his mating mark, "my beloved mate and soon to be mother of my pups".

If anyone has anymore Tribal au thoughts or requests send them my way because I love this au!!! Doesn't have to be omegaverse btw

[whatadaytotravelfaster]

harvest moon (d.r.w)

danny wagner x f!reader

word count: 547

warnings: fluff, talks of marriage/wanting children, reader and daniel have both been said to have consumed alcohol

author's note: aside from one measly attempt at starting to write a fic in middle school, this is my first ever attempt at writing a fic/imagine. i have no practice, so this is me getting a feel for writing with a test run, sorry if it isn't great lol. also not proofread.

"Because I'm still in love with you

I want to see you dance again"

The warm, low hanging lighting is twinkling in Danny’s big hazel eyes so perfectly when he proposes, “Let’s go out there and have one last dance.”

We were at the wedding reception of a friend, the day was winding down to a close, and the sweet sounds of “Harvest Moon” just started trickling through the speakers. 

“Okay,” I say with a wide smile.

The day had been so perfect. The wedding was beautiful, the reception was loud, and now we were two of only about two dozen people lingering at the party. We were both tired and slightly tipsy, but we didn’t want to go home and end such a wonderful evening together. We knew when the weekend was over we’d both have to go back to our jobs and busy schedules.

Danny stands up from our table and extends his hand to me, then whisks me away to the dance floor where I put my palm in his.

He wraps one arm around my waist, while mine goes around his neck, and we hold our opposite hands close to our chests as he starts to sway us from side to side. I look deep into Danny’s gaze when he starts to hum along with Neil Young’s voice, and I realize how simply perfect this entire moment was. 

“I wish we could stay like this forever,” I vocalize.

“Me too.”

I start to think about how, one day, Danny and I could be the ones getting married. We were still young, and although we live together and have been together for almost three years now, we’ve never felt rushed to tie the knot. That doesn’t mean we’ve never thought about it though.

“Danny, do you ever think about our wedding sometimes?”

“Of course I do,” He says. “I think about it all the time. My brothers standing next to me, my sister being your maid of honor, you all dressed up, walking down the aisle. Our honeymoon.” 

“Stop!” I swat at his shoulder, but I can’t fight the bright smile working its way onto my face. 

“What? I do think about our honeymoon! I think about that, and about how after our honeymoon we might have little you and I’s running around our house…” 

“Little you and I’s?”

“Only if you want them of course, but I know if you want them, then I want them too.”

My chest swells with warmth at the indication that Danny wants to have a family some day with me. I know that Danny loves me, he’s never shied away from showing me affection and proclaiming his love, but for him to share so freely that he thinks about our future together makes me all giddy inside.

“I would love to get married and have a family with you one day.” 

“Perfect.” He beams. 

We dance the rest of the song gazing into each other’s eyes, and even when “Harvest Moon” is over and the DJ has moved on to one of the last upbeat songs of the evening, we stay swaying in our own little world, content with the promise of what our future holds.

"Because I'm still in love with you

on this harvest moon"

[sourtomatola]

Prev

“We are well aware of our worth. We may not understand why we are worth such big numbers of money, but we know humans like money.” Sunny said. His tone was gently despite his accusing words. His spark of energy when offering to find you a security guard has faded, withering his energetic mask and giving way to show his weariness after being ‘harvested’

“How do we know you aren’t here to steal from us, to harvest to get yourself some money?” Moon sneered accusingly. “You’re not the first thief to attempt to infiltrate the factory. Though most just get a job here.”

You hesitate, looking between the two. Your eyes flash down to the small, glittery remains of the broken candy shards that got left behind from the workers who broke Sunny’s rays, or shattered the spearmint cheeks of Moon.

“Then…I won’t lie to you guys.” You sighed softly. “I…was send here to get ahold of some candy…not to outright steal it, I was hoping to just catch some scraps of your drop candies. Like, a broken one that’d get tossed away, or dirty…”

You stared a minute. The thought of Fazbear willingly sending out dirty candy, candy that might have grime or hair on it almost made you gag at the thought, but you kept it to yourself. At least, from what you saw, the harvesters wore hair nets and gloves.

“I…I didn’t know, but…I especially didn’t know what happens to you guys behind the scenes and I…” You bit your lip at the memory of their screams, the begging for a gentle harvest, or the shattering of their candy shells.

“I’m…so sorry you went through that. Are you guys okay now?” You asked gently.

The two confectionary creatures looked at each other curiously before back at you. “Yeeeeah?” Sunny frowned, as if the answer seemed obvious.

“It was just…really horrible to see.”

“Was it?” Sunny frowned, seeming very confused.

“You…you guys were screaming, crying! I-I thought you were being killed or something!” You explained. “It was so horrible to see…”

“That can bother humans?” Sun asked, slight shock in his voice. “You really didn’t, you know, enjoy watching it or anything? Whenever Mr. William Wonka comes to watch, he seems to think it’s funny…”

You heart shattered at the thought of these two being unable to imagine a kind human, one that didn’t want to hurt them.

Sunny cocked his head to the side cutely. “A hug?”

“I-its when people embrace? And we just kind of…hold each other close? They’re really comforting. Humans tend to like hugs. S-some of us…” You explained awkwardly.

“Is this for our sake or yours?” Moon folded his arms skeptically.

You paused and glanced away, almost ashamed. “…I do really need a hug…but I feel like you guys might appreciate it too? A gentle touch?”

Moon stood up and folded his arms, placing himself next to Sunny. “A gentle touch?” He rose his eyebrows at you.

Their complete lack of understanding of kindness hurt you far more than watching their torture earlier. So much so that you couldn’t help yourself in the moment.

You feel their sticky sugar selves against your cheek, but you don’t care as a new kind of stiffness is shared between the two. You just hold them tightly, hoping you haven’t overstepped their boundaries, but not having the heart to pull away just yet.

Tentatively, arms circled you as well. You let a small sob leave your lips as you hugged them tighter. “I’m sorry I couldn’t stop them from hurting you…”

Next Y/N Info AU info

[diy-fire-water-pups]

Hey pups, I'm the paw patrol monster AU anon guy and I have the other main six + Everest for you guys if you want

Skye is a witch pup that is commonly seen riding her broom and making potions (she sometimes harvested rare potions parts from her friends that can easily grow back ex. decayed vampire teeths from marshall, shedded yeti fur from Everest, cut werewolf claws from Chase, mummy bandages from rubble,)

Chase is a werewolf that can change his form at will (except for when it's a full moon then he is locked in his werewolf form until the moon set, p.s he grows about a third of his height when he transforms)

Rubble is a mummy wrapped in bandages (he has a solid body but he can turn himself into sand at will and as this phone it can sweep through places that he couldn't before and he can sometimes turn certain parts of his body like his hands or legs he can also control the sand around him (kind of like Zuma in his water form with his Crystal powers))

And finally Everest is a yeti pup and she commonly lives in the mountain but sometimes comes over (she is big, about twice the size of Chase in his werewolf form and has massive amounts of fur to keep her warm however this also means she sheds a lot, and for some what reason likes to cuddle as she says "her vampire")

If you pups or the mod have questions I will gladly answer them

(( Since I was invited for the reply this time... Okay, okay, pups, now imagine THAT Everest absolutely hugging the daylights out of her vampire. ))

Goodbye world, I'll either suffocate or overheat under all that fur!

Dude, if you don't want that, I'll gladly switch places and sacrifice myself for you. I love fluffy hugs, that's why I sleep under my stingray plush. If that's how I can go, suffocated in the fluffiest hug ever, I AM SO GOING!!

For some reason, Skye being a witch makes total sense for me. She's intelligent like that.

(( I like the idea for Rubble too, it's like kinetic sand! I never played with that, but it seems really cool. ))

I'm missing Tracker in this AU. Oh! I know! He could be like a druid in the woods!! Y'know, his cables make it look like he's going Tarzan on vines, in this AU he wouldn't need them because the plants would move themselves to take him places instead!!

For a moment I worried you'd say he could be one of those creepy stone labyrinth monsters.

I mean, wouldn't be far from a good idea either... But what about a plants labyrinth monster instead of stone?

(( And he guards a labyrinth with treasures in the jungle? Sounds accurate to me. ))

[astxroiid]

being married to jaskier // headcanon -- from this request

navigation

❥ first things first: the proposal.

it was more beautiful and well thought out than you thought possible. -- he’d rather excitedly led you out to the forest and into a field. -- light from the candles he’d placed on stumps danced across the grass, though the light from the full moon would’ve sufficed. -- Jaskier had flowers placed in a circle around a large blanket on the ground and a basket full of foods set atop the blanket and beside and ornate bottle of wine. -- you both ate and drank first, though you had no idea what was coming. -- he spoke of old times and adventures you’d went on together, you admired his charm. -- when he took a knee, you were shocked enough that you dropped your bread on the blanket.

❥ his speech was heartfelt and absolutely beautiful. -- naturally after you said yes you kissed him which turned to something heated as you made love on the forest floor.

❥ he’s a sucker for clichés, so he definitely carries you through the door much to your dismay.

“Jask! Put me down! M’not a child!” -- “But, my love, it’s tradition.”

❥ he’s an absolute gentleman.

massaging you after hard days and bringing you a drink while he does. -- some mornings he brings you breakfast in bed and some days you do the same for him.

❥ it’s a cohesive and fair relationship and the best one you’ve ever been in.

❥ he’s an absolute sweetheart when you’re sick

“are you sure you’re okay, darling? I can get you more soup or a warm towel or—” -- “—Jask. Honey, I’m okay. I promise, I won’t die.”

❥ begging you for a child.

"But imagine a mini us? They'd be adora-" -- "that sounds like a nightmare, jask. Not right now." -- secretly your pregnant.

❥ your house is amazing.

you have infinite time to decorate and design. -- candles everywhere, cozy furniture strategically placed. -- the fireplace almost always burning because jaskier had to choose a cold place to live. -- it's fine though, you enjoy the cold (most of the time).

❥ having geralt over all the time.

you've trained him to take his muddy shoes off before coming inside, but figuring out what to do with his blood soaked clothes is another thing. -- he always compliments your home. -- geralt is the sweetest to you. -- "jaskier, your wife looks especially lovely this evening, wouldn't you say?" -- "i would say she looks especially wonderful every day." -- there's a designated room in the back for geralt to crash in, and a designated box for all the clothes he brings in covered in gods-know what liquid. -- it's Jaskier's job to wash them. -- "why must i?" -- "because. He's your best friend, and you get to clean up behind him." You smile.

❥ having a small farm with plenty of sources for food.

you gave each of the hens nature-themed names. -- the two cows got named daisy and dandy. -- your favorite group to harvest will always be the strawberries, stealing some to eat in the moment being a habit by now.

❥ jaskier got a dog to heard the sheep.

he named him Bailey and taught him how to sit, lay, and shake within the first 2 weeks. -- he cuddles up to the two of you at night, keeping you both warm. -- his best friend is a brown sheep named Jack. "Jaskier, your dog just farted." You say, half asleep in the dark of the bedroom. -- "no, love, that was me." He says apologetically.

❥ going on vacations and making geralt take care of the house and animals for you.

"And where is the dog's bed?" geralt asks, begrudgingly. -- "oh he sleeps in the bed with us usually." Jaskier quips. -- "great." -- and even though geralt seems displeased with Bailey, everytime you leave and come back home you find the two cuddled up together in bed. Fast asleep.

❥ vacations to the beach every summer.

there's a little hut jaskier build a couple years back that you share, usually opting to sleep under the stars anyway. -- swimming together every single day your out there. -- catching and cooking seafood. -- always bringing home extras for Bailey and geralt. -- you collect a sea shell each year you go, making a memorial wall for all the trips.

❥ the love songs jaskier writes during married life are some of the best in his career.

every new song gets massive cheers and applause from any crowd in a tavern that hears it. -- of course every song is about you. How you'll they not be? -- Jaskier hasn't wrote a sad song since the day he said his vows.

❥ he's a total bed hog.

jaskier and Bailey both, though mainly Jaskier takes up almost the entirety of the bed, tangling himself in the blankets. -- and yet, he feels bad every morning he wakes up and sees you on the edge of the bed, curled in a ball. -- you never mind, staying asleep for all of it.

❥ and somehow, the most obnoxious man you ever met became the best man you'll ever know.

omfg I'm so sorry that took me so long to write for you, love! that writers block came from nowhere jfc.

[nixie-writes]

moxie and blind!gender-netrual sibling reader headcanons(planotic)

At younge age,Y/n were sent away by their father to live with their aunt(sister of their mother) who lived in wrath ring

Y/n didn't hear from moxie again until he got married to Millie

I imagine moxie and y/n reunite of because y/n being friends with Millie since their teen years

I also imagine crimson never like y/n due to their blindness

"I don't care, I don't want them," you heard your father's voice, harsh and stoic. Your aunt began to argue but thought better of it and took your hand. You swiveled your head to learn where you were going. You were sat on a leather seat and an engine revved, moving away from your brother's voice crying out for you. Moxxie wailed until his voice was drowned out by the engine.

You spent your years from then on in Wrath with your aunt. Being blind was a pain in the ass but you worked around it. You had an inner map of the farm you lived on. You knew where the chickens cooped, you knew where the hell beasts slept, you knew where the horses were stabled. You learned to strap a bag of feed on your back like a bag and walk the farm to feed the farm animals.

It was close to the annual Harvest Moon festival. You'd never seen the moon but you'd heard of its beauty from your friend, Millie. She spent most of her time in Pride these days so you didn't know how she was doing but she occasionally sent you a voicemail on your aunt's phone for you to listen to. She said she was visiting for the festival with her boss and husband. You remembered her announcing her marriage and was interested in who she'd married.

When the van drove into the driveway of Millie's family farm, who you were visiting for the festival, you were immediately met by a hug from Millie. "Oh, you've grown! Your hair is so nice! Did your auntie do it for you?" You nodded your head excitedly. "So who's this husband I've heard so much about?" You inquired. You could feel her excitement as she called out to her husband, Moxxie.

Moxxie...? It couldn't be, could it? "You remember my husband Moxxie," she announced him as she shoved him forward. You heard him begin to speak but pause abruptly. "[Y-Y/N]?" he choked out. You nodded your head slowly. You were enveloped in a hug you'd only dreamed of getting. "I can't believe you're okay!" He cried, crushing you in an enormous hug. "I can't believe you know Millie too! How did I not know this?" You only smiled as he ranted off questions to him. "It's nice to have you back," you whispered.

[the-kr8tor]

Hehe I'm excited for this one! And it's okay Katy, I understand! Don't worry, I know you'll reply eventually:)

Daily Hobie HC! Okay so- bit of background. Imagine if you were the deity of the sun and stars. You were in charge of the sun and its habits, as well as the multiple other 'suns' of the universe. Hobie is the deity of the moons, in charge of making sure they're orbiting correctly, as well as being able to control shooting stars.

Hobie, Deity of the Moons, has never even thought of meeting you, until he had seen you exploding one of the stars, creating a gorgeous supernova.

His deep, silvery, ethereal eyes met yours. Your eyes, which glowed so much brighter than any of the stars in the universe.

Ever since then, he has wanted to come close to you. To maybe talk, yet he never knew how to approach you. After all, you two were polar opposites.

You were the sun, he was the moon. Could it ever work?

Not unless he didn't try.

During the rare event of an eclipse, he found the opportunity to approach. As Hobie worked his magic, slowly edging the moon to be fully in front of the sun, the silver engravements on his skin glowing faintly. However, he found them glowing stronger the close you came to him. (Cus the moon doesn't shine without the sun!)

With a smirk, he playfully asks you if you like what you see, noticing you looking at the eclipse that he was working on.

Ever since that specific moment, you two have been talking quite a bit. Not as much as you or him hoped, but it was enough to keep a stable friendship (for now).

However, Hobie remembers the exact moment when his heart felt like a supernova in his chest. You two had traveled onto Earth, without each other's knowledge.

As the sun began to set beyond the horizon, Hobie stumbled upon your grace, high on a mountain, undisturbed by human kind, your palm outstretched towards the sun as it slowly set, taking in the warmth. After all, you'd need it.

Hobie took a seat next to you, complimenting you to start the conversation, as always. As you both spoke for a while, he outstretched his fingers towards the moon, slowly rising it to reflect the sun's shine onto the Earth.

He watches as your jaw dropped in awe at the rare blue moon, a sight only able to be seen on Earth.

As you explain that you came down here to see him raise the moon tonight, Hobie's heart stutters, overjoyed by how you two may be acquaintances, yet you still decided to come on Earth to watch him rise the moon from here. The blue moon, specifically.

Ever since that night, Hobie could never get you out of his head. Of course, you both still were doing your duties, but he loved taking the opportunity to see you.

And you can't deny it either, but you did love what you saw.

However, both of you were too shy to ever say something, often just resorting to friendly teases and a few flirts. Until, September 23.

Hobie adores going down to Earth to raise the moon at this particular date, as it's considered the harvest moon; the 'biggest' moon.

This time, you had asked to come with him for the night, wanting to watch him raise it. Saying that his stomach was doing flips when you asked was an understatement.

You were dressed stunningly. You always were, in Hobie's eyes, but this time, in your human disguise, you were breath-taking. And you couldn't even formulate words for how handsome Hobie had dressed for the occasion.

e raised up the harvest moon, admiring the gorgeous detail from Earth. Everything always seemed so beautiful from Earth, with the obliviousness of vast space outside the atmosphere.

Apart from just talking tonight, Hobie decided that he had an idea. Once the festival began, Hobie offered his hand to you, offering you a dance. With a smile brighter than the sun, you nod.

He decides to lead the dance, whisking you around everywhere with his hands on your mortal body, in tune to the music that both seemed to fill the air as you two danced the night away, lit by the light of the moon.

As the Earth turned, showing the sun peak out, slowly rising, you pull Hobie close, both of you panting with large smiles against each other. Unable to hold yourself back, you cup his face, pressing your lips against his in a solid kiss. -🐦‍⬛

Awwww ily thank you for understanding!

Daily Hobie HC!!

Omfg i am in awe! This is so gorgeous! The imagery and the vibes! It was a short read but my god i was so into it it was like i was reading a full fledged fic. You write so well! And i should be telling you that more bc this was fantastic and an amazing read! No extra notes from me bc it was perfect! Absolutely amazing ❤️❤️❤️

Also I imagined this like they were in ancient times and it was immaculate 😍 (he looks so great in an ancient greek robe)

If you ever decide to write something pls do! You're really good at it ❤️

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Who Let Us Have A Group Chat?

Pairings: Blood Moon/DJ Music Man, Harvest Moon/Glamrock Bonnie, Eclipse/OC (well, not anymore)

Word Count: 1,160 Words

Summary: More backups, teenager discussions, and disabilities.

Warnings: Cursing, Sick (mentioned), Drinking (mentioned only), Caps, Injury (mentioned), Neglect Mention, Abuse Mention, let me know if I should add anything else.

Notes: Sirius is good Eclipse. Charon is Good Eclipse’s Moon. Altair is Good Eclipse’s Sun.

Chapter 11: Why Are There Teenagers?

4:14am Who Took My Hat?

Moon: Why in the fuck did I just find three of your backups on my patrol? @Eclipse

Eclipse: ...wat?

Moon: Well, I've named oldest one Equinox. Lunar was awake and Bolide was visiting so they named the other two.

Eclipse: ...wat?

Lunar: I named the youngest! His name is Meridian!

Eclipse: ...wat?

Bolide: The middle one I named, his name is Solstice.

Eclipse: ...wat?

Moon: Three backups. They seem pretty harmless. Kinda adorable. Equinox finished the patrol with me.

Bolide: Solstice wanted to sleep, he was really tired.

Lunar: I forced Meridian in a bath. Your three new children are dirty as hell from being in the sewers.

Eclipse: .........

Moon: Okay, you're like half-alive, KC is probably asleep. We'll keep them for now, go back to sleep.

Eclipse: mmmk

7:45am Who Took My Hat?

Eclipse: God, it wasn't a fever dream.

Moon: You're sick again?

Eclipse: Mhm, sick.

Moon: You okay?

Eclipse: I feel like hell. Can't breathe very well but they already broke the fever again.

Moon: You get sick way too often.

Eclipse: You're telling me, the one who gets sick too often. I hate this.

Moon: Good to know. We'll keep the triplets for a few days while you get better.

Eclipse: thx

Solar Flare: Father is quite sick. He's thrown up seven times now and couldn't get a full night's sleep even before your messages at 4am.

Moon: Poor fuck.

Lunar: I'm very pleased to say I've never gotten sick.

Eclipse: This is why I hate you sometimes.

Eclipse: You fucking healthy bastard.

Eclipse: And your perfect immune system.

Eclipse: Meanwhile I suffer because mine sucks.

Lunar: At least you're not eternally equivalent to a 14 year old.

Eclipse: I'm equivalent to an 18yo don't come at me with that shit, I'm barely legal.

Lunar: At least you're legal.

Moon: Wait, wait, wait, hold on. You two are kids?

Lunar: Yes.

Eclipse: Yes? In a way?

Moon: Me and Sun are both coded as twenty five!

Kill Code: I'm still the oldest, I'm 34.

Sun: Damn, you had Eclipse at 16. Rip

Moon: Just hold the fuck up, how many of you are minors!?

Sirius: 17

Brown Dwarf: Fifteen.

Supermassive: 16

Moon: We're just chilling with five minors!?

Blood Moon: Ha, we're older than you Eclipse! We're 21!

Harvest Moon: At least I'm legal to drink, I think I need to after learning that Eclipse is our little brother.

Sun: You literally would be legal for it anyway. It's not like someone's going to go up to a murderous robot and ask them for their ID or internally coded age.

Eclipse: You make a good point and I've proven this.

Kill Code: Why are you drinking underage!?

Eclipse: I was at a fancy party!

Kill Code: Why do you go to so many fancy places!?

Eclipse: Because I can.

Sun: 👀

Eclipse: Get those eyes away, I'm only 18!

Sun: You bastard, you have perfect excuses because of your code age.

Eclipse: Exactly. I want to be away from someone, 'I'm not legal'. I want to be near someone or do adult things 'I'm a legal adult'. It's not like anyone is going to challenge that because they don't know my actual age.

Sun: Smart little fucker.

Blood Moon: You haven't seen him walk into glass doors, have you?

Sun: No, but now I can imagine it and I can't stop laughing.

Moon: Can confirm, Sun sounds like a hyena.

Eclipse: I hate all of you.

Sun: To be fair, like Brownie, I wouldn't be able to see it but I can imagine the sound just  THUNK OW

Moon: What?

Sun: Oh shit.

Moon: No, you explain yourself now!

Sun: Um...Moon, I'm half blind.

Moon: You're what?

Sun: I've always been like this, how have you not noticed?

Moon: I don't know! You're blind!?

Sun: Only half blind. I'm fully blind in the dark though. I can only really see in the daycare, the lights are that bright for a reason. I have a hard time seeing anywhere else. I thought you knew this.

Moon: Obviously not, Sunny, you have to tell me these things! I'm oblivious as fuck, Sun, you have to tell me or I won't realize it!

Sun: I thought you knew!

Moon: Is this why you hit into things or stay in place when the lights go out?

Sun: I plead the fifth.

Moon: You can't plead the fifth on a disability, Sunrise!

Sun: Moon, I didn't want to scare you! I thought it was better not to mention it since I thought you knew and disregarded it!

Moon: I would never disregard something like this!

Brown Dwarf: Blind besties?

Sun: Yes, Brownie, blind besties.

Sirius: Can I also be a blind bestie? My left eye is screwed up now.

Lunar: God, what did you do now?

Sirius: So I was fixing something with Chary looking after the daycare

Sirius: And I was working with my wrench close to my face

Sirius: And a kid came and jumped on what I was working on and it fell on me

Sirius: I shattered my left eye with my wrench. Just the outer layer but it hurts to be uncovered now.

Sun: Temporarily blind bestie.

Brown Dwarf: Rip Sirius, lost his left eye being a good mechanic.

Sirius: I have replacements, but we have it covered for now so I can help Charon with the daycare.

Eclipse: Do I have to steal you and fix it since Charon is disregarding your injuries again? We aren't having a repeat of the broken arm incident again.

Kill Code: Elbow joint? What? Again?

Eclipse: Siri got his arm stuck in the compactor trying to save one of his favorite bunny plushies that his bastard Monty threw in there and it crushed his arm. Charon was so busy with Altair he ignored it for a week before Sirius jumped dimensions and I noticed his arm and fixed it.

Kill Code: Is the child's bunny okay? Is he okay?

Sirius: No, Millie got crushed but I'm okay now. Clipse fixed me. But fine, I'll visit for the eye, I'll bring the replacement with me.

Eclipse: You better!

Sirius: Yes, Dr. Eclipse.

Eclipse: The fuck? I'm not the healer, Lunar's the mage.

Kill Code: I'm so lost.

Lunar: Dungeons and dragons. Me, Clipsey, Siri, Puppet, and a couple others are in a DnD group. I'm the mage but I don't have healing spells. Eclipse, our rogue, has every single healing spell.

Moon: Makes sense.

Eclipse: I am not your local doctor! I'm the sickest fucker here!

Moon: You're right, you're sick. Sirius, I'll replace your eye, then you can go visit Eclipse if you want to see him still.

Sirius: Thanks, just gotta sneak away before Char notices. I think Al should boot his performance programming soon anyway so I can sneak out then, since he's always distracted whenever the performance programming takes over.

[dnangelic]

"Daisuke-kun, Dark-kun, happy birthday!!"

In her hand, there was a cake with two candles shaped like angel's wings, divided in two sides of different flavors and colors: red velvet and chocolate. "I'm not sure if Dark-kun like a bit of coffee, but I did ask the patissier to make it not overly bitter..." Was the visual meant to be symbolic? Consider it such. Renge is rather confident in her own aesthetical taste. "I do hope you guys like it though! Dark-kun! Remember not to overindulge!"

@incandescentia

' wah ... ! renge-san --- ' the cake was so ... so pretty !

his eyes shimmer and his mouth can't help but drop , opening to a long sound of soft awe at the sight . he never would have imagined that anyone would have put this much thought into giving him something like this --- actually , just being given anything by anyone at all was always a shock and surprise of its own , but to even include dark in its presentation was just ... !

( ... oi , why am i the only one getting scolded ? the only one who'd ever "overindulge" is you , daisuke ! you ! )

' ah , um ... a little bitterness is fine --- ' after all , dark wasn't exactly wrong . as long as there was at least some sweetness to things , then he'd still have readily been able to enjoy it , maybe even to the point of overindulgence after all ; life was always the same . ' but ... it really might be a little too much for me to finish . '

would he have taken a few blissful bites of it , and then started to feel lonely ? some people had parties , banquets , all sorts of extravagant measures to make sure their birthdays were known and revered , and yet --- though the imagined , energetic likes of it seemed just a little too much for himself , it would have been nice to still have some company ; even just one person .

' if you're not too busy , um ... ' renge had always spent time with them before . on valentines and harvest moons , making every holiday feel that much brighter by the friendly , familiar sight of her . would it have been wrong to hope for something like that today , too ? a day that wasn't particularly special , even for a make-believe angel --- nothing more than the day that someone had been born ; a completely ordinary day to every other person except for those that the niwa knew , and who knew him --- enough to even give him such a wonderful and beautiful cake .

' it's a really amazing gift , but things like this always taste better with other people ... and my birthday , too --- if it's okay , renge-san , i'd like to spend just a little bit of today with you . ' just enough to give her at least a taste of her own kindness and well-thought efforts ; to give him one of an even greater birthday happiness , too .

[aristotels]

https://aristotels.tumblr.com/post/739069720012161024/when-you-talk-about-the-protag-in-stardew-valley

Hi, same anon. I was trying to give further evidence of your point (i.e. that SDV lets you literally become a landlord), not sure if that came through, but never mind that. I'd like to ask about 2). You said:

 you and feral hobo running a commune and splitting income STILL isnt communism, its just cojoined small business practice. communism requires socialist state to first exist, and it covers a broad political and economical system.

Okay, yeah. But "no it can't exist because the government isn't socialist" feels a bit boring. What if we tried to meet the game where it's at? Which is "Feelgood escapism where your grandfather leaves you a farm in your will and escape your crushing job at Corporate USAmerica and live on that farm in a little town full of simple hard work and community, a town that is almost, but not quite, outside of the grasping hands of the surrounding system".

We've established that SDV's depiction of this fantasy is not meaningfully anti-capitalist in any way, but is there a way to interpret that concept in a way that is meaningfully anti-capitalist without removing the core of this initial contrast/struggle?

Especially when realism isn't strictly speaking a constraint. If the game can get away with "You can become a millionaire overnight by selling turnips", I don't think "the town somehow exists with a totally different political organisation than the country it's in" is that egregious, because it's in keeping with the way the game's setting is kinda in a bubble.

Even if the answer is "no, of course not", or "sure, but only if we do something like how the farm is in a completely different country and the struggle against Jojo Corp is now the struggle against imperialism", I'd like to hear your thoughts on it. I'm not particularly attached to SDV, my enjoyment of it has never hinged on it being somehow "progressive". It's just the kind of conceptual game design challenge that tickles me.

How would you redesign SDV to be meaningfully anti-capitalist while trying to keep its core concept recognizable? Can it be done at all, even slightly? etc etc.

well i mean, the thing is that a little town cant exactly exist in its own political bubble, since socialism requires a large-scale operation.

well, while typing this i just remembered a pretty wholesome story on a small scale - and ive mentioned it before, vlak u snijegu by mato lovrak, and its such a pity it wasnt translated. it shows socialist ideals on a small scale, in a group of kids. ill try to make a summary post when i have time.

idk, personally i dont see a way to make an escapist cozy game anti-capitalist. and tbh, i dont even think its necessary for it to be, as long as it isnt marketed that way! socialism involves collectivism and work (well it is centered around workers isnt it) and i mean... that isnt exactly what we think of when we say "escapism fantasy". in those secret little fantasies we want to be privileged and not deal with injustice or corruption or whatever.

the closest to a socialist fantasy i can get is maljčiki by idoli (the song is a banger btw).

i mean, i dont know if that makes for like, an actually interesting cozy game. tbh when i am looking for guilty-escapism, i read p reactionary stuff; theyre just fantasies, after all. its nice to imagine myself as a noble lady from 18th century getting courted by 5 different rich men or whatever. i just think its important to realize the difference between fantasy and reality.

i mean, theres a reason were talking abt sdv here and not harvest moon. harvest moon was never marketed as anti-capitalist, its just a silly game of owning a farm and then like the goddess makes a girl fall in love with you blabla. nobodys exactly going around and saying how anticapitalistic it is.

[goldom]

HI3 day 4

store-brand Harvest Moon. okay.

there are so many modes that just toss you in with a bunch of high power trial characters, and while on one hand that's great that it makes them possible for a new player, I have no idea how to use any of those characters properly so it just becomes a bunch of random button mashing and that's less fun.

boy I wish there were an 'upgrade all' button on the skills page. wouldn't be such a big deal on a touchscreen but it's awful on controller.

I am quite enjoying playing as the free Seele from the new account quests. Feels much smoother than the starters but without being comically overpowered for old content. With how severe power creep clearly is, I wish characters just said on them what version they're from originally.

I'm glad they've completely done away with that in Genshin. 1.x characters are still totally usable in Abyss 4 years later. I get the $$$ appeal of including power creep in your game, but personally I'm way more likely to spend if I don't feel like the investment will be worthless in a year.

...and then they forgot that lesson in HSR, where we're only in 2.x and 1.x characters already feel not worth investing in. The painfully low skill-ceiling in HSR makes it stand out even more.

I just noticed the achievements page seems to imply there are only 90-some achievements total? While in Genshin I have over a thousand? lol

which on one hand whatever, but on the other they give free stuff, so that sucks.

Speaking of free stuff, kinda shocked how few free crystals are available to a brand new player. Like any other game just showers them on you when you first start to lure you in.

on which note I just read that Sparkle is going to be a banner and not a free promo character like I assumed so uh... hope I get lucky? You'd think they'd be giving her out to like... encourage people to come over from HSR? The crossover being literally the reason I did so? I imagine a lot of people will try out the game just in time for the crossover, see they have no way to actually get her and just leave.

Barely touched the story today but uh oh Bronya's dead I'm sure that will stick and we won't see her ever again /s