［Stardew Valley ｜PMV］Smile

A/N: After experiencing the Immersive Sam mod by @maggplays, I was inspired to write a fanfic based on one of its cutscenes. Enjoy!

Sam was nervously pacing near the beach tide pools, his fingers tapping anxiously against the body of his guitar. In his chest, his heart beat a frantic rhythm, filled with anticipation and a mix of excitement and trepidation. Today was the day he had decided to confess his true feelings to someone special, the farmer who had recently moved in, Yvonne.

Under the soft morning sunlight, the waves gently lapped against the shore. The beach tide pools glimmered enticingly, their azure depths reflecting the cloudless sky. It was a tranquil and beautiful scene, the perfect backdrop for a moment of heartfelt confession.

He was drawn to Yvonne's genuine kindness, her warm smile, and her easy way of connecting with people. Over the past weeks, they had spent a lot of time together, working in the community center project, exploring the town, and sharing stories about their lives. All the while, Sam's feelings for her had grown stronger, and he knew it was time to take a chance and confess his love.

Summoning his courage, he had asked Yvonne to meet him at the beach tide pools in the morning, promising her something special. Now, as he waited for her to arrive, his mind raced with the possible outcomes of his confession, from the joyous and positive to the painful and rejection.

Finally, he spotted Yvonne walking towards him, her soft blond hair swaying gently with the breeze. Her presence eased his nerves and yet, his heart skipped a beat as she got closer. They exchanged a few words, a mixture of pleasantries and friendly banter, as she settled down on the huge wooden log he had chosen as their meeting spot.

Sam took a deep breath, steadying himself as he began to strum his guitar carefully starting with a familiar melody, one that he knew Yvonne liked. The sound of the guitar strings vibrated through the air, carrying the first notes of his confession.

As the music played, Sam couldn't help but glance at Yvonne. Her expression was soft and attentive, her eyes fixed on him as he continued to play. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, how her laughter and kindness brought color to his life, and how he couldn't imagine a day without her in it.

The melody changed, the chords shifting into a more romantic tune, as Sam prepared himself to sing the lyrics he had carefully written. He had poured his heart into those words, expressing his deepest feelings for her.

Taking a deep breath, Sam began to sing, his voice both trembling and clear as he started the first verse. The words poured out, a declaration of his admiration and love for Yvonne. The lyrics painted a picture of his desires, his dreams, and his hope that she might feel the same way.

Yvonne listened quietly, her eyes never leaving his face. Her expression remained unchanged, but her slight smile and the gentle tilt of her head showed that she was paying close attention to his every word.

Sam's voice grew more confident as he continued to sing. He sang of the adventures they had shared, the moments they had laughed and cried together, and the deep connection he felt with her. His fingers moved with increasing skill on the guitar, the music complementing the heartfelt lyrics.

As the song slowly came to an end, Sam held the final note for a few moments longer, savoring the sound of his confession. He let the last word linger in the air, waiting for Yvonne's response.

Silence fell over the beach tide pools. The waves continued to lap against the shore, the only sound breaking the quiet. Sam looked at Yvonne, his heart in his throat, waiting for her reaction.

Yvonne's eyes remained on him, her expression still soft and kind. For a moment, she didn't react, just gazing at him with a gentle smile. Then, she slowly stood up and took a step closer to him.

Her hand reached up to gently caress his cheek, her touch warm and soothing. Sam's breath hitched, and he almost missed the soft murmur that escaped her lips.

"Sam..." she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. The sound of his name on her lips sent a shiver down his spine. She leaned in slightly, her face just inches away from his.

Her eyes, deep and sparkling, looked into his, and just as he thought he'd faint from the tension, she smiled wider and did something Sam never expected. She leaned forward and pressed a gentle, tender kiss on his lips.

Time seemed to freeze in that moment. Sam's mind went blank, his heart skipped a beat, and all he could focus on was the feeling of her lips on his. He didn't know what to do, unsure if this was just a response or a sign of her reciprocation.

Just as he was about to react, Yvonne pulled back a soft flush of color on her cheeks. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. "Thank you." she said quietly, her voice trembling slightly. "For that wonderful song and showing me your true feelings."

Her words sent a wave of relief and joy through him. The uncertainty and anxiety that he had felt a moment ago gave way to a new sense of hope and understanding. He couldn't help but smile, feeling his heart swell with happiness.

"I take it." he said, his voice a little shaky, "You feel the same way?"

Yvonne nodded, her smile growing even wider. "I do." she confessed. "Your song was beautiful, and I... I feel the same."

Sam couldn't believe his ears. His confession had not only been accepted but reciprocated. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, a wave of pure elation spreading through him. He set aside his guitar and reached for her, pulling her into a tight embrace.

She leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his neck. They stood there by the beach tide pools, holding each other tight, the only sound being the soft whisper of the waves and their own beating hearts.

"I was so afraid you wouldn't feel the same." Sam whispered, burying his face in her hair. He could smell the honey and lavender scent, and it brought an even greater sense of comfort and contentment.

Yvonne chuckled softly, her breath tickling his neck. "I was just as scared." she admitted. "I never thought you'd see me that way."

"How could I not?" Sam pulled back slightly so he could look at her. "You're the kindest, most genuine person I've ever met. Spending time with you feels like coming home."

"I feel the same." Yvonne echoed, her eyes sparkling. "You bring so much laughter and joy into my life. I can't imagine my days without you by my side."

The sun slowly rose higher in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the beach. Yvonne and Sam, still holding each other, watched the waves lapping against the shore, feeling as if the world was a more beautiful place now that they had confessed their love.

Together, they knew that the road ahead would be filled with both joy and challenges. But as long as they had each other, nothing seemed impossible. The love they shared was like a powerful force, guiding them through any storm.

As they walked hand in hand towards the future, they knew that their lives would never be the same again.

~END~

Here are some screenshots related to this cutscene:

Mod: "Maggs Immersive Sam Romance Dialogue and Events (x)Spicy or Sweet 1.6" by Maggplays

A/N: Here's another inspired fanfic from Maggs Immersive Sebastian mod, its based on one of its cutscenes. There's even a hint of Sam X OC. Although, I should've post something on Christmas but I was too occupied with my cake business. To compensate for that, I will be sharing fanfictions that are related to Christmas or the Feast of the Winter Star from Stardew Valley. This is a pretty lengthy fanfic. Enjoy!

It's a beautiful morning in winter, and after finishing her daily farming errands, Aleia decides to pay a visit to her friend Sam's place to drop off some packages that Jodi ask for. She knocks on the door and enters, finding Sam strumming his guitar on the couch. The guitarist looks up and smiles when he sees Aleia, putting his guitar aside and standing up to greet her. "Hey! Aleia! What brings you here?" he asks, his voice warm and friendly.

Aleia walks over to him, holding out the packages in her hand. "Just dropping off these for your mom, Jodi." she replies, returning his smile. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"Nah, not at all." Sam shakes his head. "Come on in, I don't mind the company."

He gestures for her to sit down on one of the chairs and plops back down on the couch. Aleia takes a seat, setting the packages down on the coffee table. She notices that Sam's eyes seem to be studying her a bit more closely than usual, and she wonders what's on his mind.

"Speaking of company." Sam says suddenly, breaking the silence. "Have you heard about the new songs Seb and I have been working on?"

Aleia's curiosity is piqued and she shakes her head. "No, I haven't. I didn't know you guys were working on something new." she replies, her voice tinged with interest.

Sam grins, looking excited. "Yeah, we've been writing like crazy lately." he says, his voice full of pride. "Sebastian has been writing some amazing stuff, and we've got some killer new tunes that we're really proud of."

Aleia raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "Really? That's great." she says, her interest growing. "What kind of stuff has Sebastian been writing?"

"Well, that's the thing." Sam leans back on the couch, a sly look on his face. "It's not the usual stuff he writes. Most of his songs are dark and moody, all about feelings and life. But lately, he's been writing some love songs."

Aleia's eyes widen in surprise. "Sebastian, writing love songs? That's not what I would've expected from him." She can't help but feel a mix of disbelief and curiosity.

"I know, right?" Sam laughs. "That's why I was so surprised when he showed me what he was working on. I've known that guy since we were kids and in all that time, he never even hinted about liking anyone. But now, it's like he's suddenly woken up or something."

Aleia's mind is buzzing with questions, but she tries to keep her expression neutral. "What do you mean?" she asks, her voice light and casual.

"Well..." Sam shrugs, "Seb has always been kind of reserved and quiet, you know? He doesn't talk much, and he keeps to himself. But lately, it, seems like he's more interested in what's going on around town. He's been talking more, mostly about you, actually."

Aleia's heart skips a beat, and she hopes that Sam doesn't notice her reaction. "Me? Why me?" she asks, her voice betraying a hint of surprise and nervousness.

"Hell if I know." Sam says with a shrug. "But I can tell you one thing, Sebastian has never been interested in anyone before now."

Aleia's ears feel warm, a slight blush appearing on her face. She can't help but wonder if Sebastian really feels that way about her, and she's both intrigued and slightly embarrassed by the thought.

Sam continues, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You should hear some of those songs he's been writing. They're totally sappy, and they all have a certain someone in common."

Aleia's heart beats faster at Sam's words, and she can feel her face getting warmer. She can't believe what she's hearing, but she can't deny the fluttering in her stomach either. She doesn't know how to respond, so she just laughs awkwardly instead.

"I didn't believe it either but" Sam says, his voice dropping lower. "Seb, who's never even hinted about liking anyone before, is suddenly writing sappy songs. It's really something to see. I should say that even though the lyrics are really unusual for Seb, the songs are freaking amazing. There are some crazy swells and breaks in there. So it's pretty hilarious to see him so flustered over you."

Aleia swallows hard, trying to keep her voice steady. "I see." she says, hoping that she doesn't sound too nervous.

Sam grins, enjoying the effect his words are having on her. "I mean, he's really good-looking, right? So it's not like he couldn't get a date, he's just never been interested. But then you came to town."

Aleia can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at Sam's words. She wonders if it's true, if Sebastian really does feel that way about her. A part of her is flattered, but another part is a little scared of what it all means.

Sam continues, his voice a mix of amusement and teasing. "It's wild to see, my best bro is finally in lo-!"

Suddenly, Sam cuts off and freaks out, "YOU DIDN'T HEAR THAT, I SAID NOTHING! Forget that last part! Seb already hates that I can't keep a secret."

Aleia can't help but chuckle at Sam's reaction, her nervousness momentarily put at ease by his frantic behavior.

"Anyway..." Sam says, quickly recovering his composure. "Come by next Saturday when we're practicing here at my house. Tell me what you think of the new tunes! I bet it'll blow you away."

Aleia smiles, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation at the thought. She nods, "Sure, I'd really love to hear the new songs."

Just then, Sebastian appears in the doorway, and notices the two, "Oh.. hey, I uh... I can come back later." He starts to turn around, clearly uncomfortable being in the room with them.

Sam grins at Sebastian's appearance. "Huh? Hey Seb, don't leave! C'mon, I was just telling Aleia about some of our new songs, let's play one and see what she thinks!"

Sebastian glares at Sam, obviously annoyed that his friend is being so carefree and candid about his songwriting. He looks over at Aleia, his expression neutral, but his eyes betraying a hint of nervousness.

Aleia gives him a small smile, not wanting him to feel uneasy. "I wouldn't mind hearing one of the new songs." she says, trying to sound nonchalant.

Sebastian hesitates for a moment but then eventually sighs, nodding his head. "Alright, if you really want to hear it." he mutters with a small smile as walk towards to his piano keyboard.

Sam jumps up, picking up his guitar from the couch, "Yeah, let's do this!" He grins at Aleia and Sebastian, clearly eager to get started.

Sebastian takes a seat in front of the piano, adjusting his fingers on the keys. Sam positions himself next to his friend, his guitar ready to start playing. The pair exchange a look, silently communicating their readiness to begin. Sam starts strumming the opening chords and Sebastian follows, his fingers dancing over the keys with practiced ease.

As the music fills the room, Aleia is surprised at just how beautiful it sounds. The melody is captivating and the two instruments weave together perfectly. She can't help but close her eyes, getting lost in the music.

The song continues, the notes growing more intense as the lyrics start to come in. Sebastian's voice is deep and passionate as he sings the words, and Aleia's heart skips a beat at the emotion in his voice.

Aleia opens her eyes, her gaze fixed on Sebastian. His eyes are closed as he sings, a look of concentration and vulnerability on his face. She can't help but feel as though the words are being sung directly to her.

The song continues, the lyrics become more intense and personal, and Aleia can feel her heart racing in her chest. She can't help but notice that the words seem to express a deep longing and admiration for someone special.

The song reaches its climax, and the notes become even more intense. Sebastian's voice rises, full of raw emotion, and the music seems to fill the entire room. As the final notes ring out, the room falls into silence for a moment, and Aleia's heart pounds at the beauty of it all.

Sam glances over at Aleia, a big grin on his face. He's clearly proud of their performance. Sebastian, on the other hand, seems tense, like he's awaiting her reaction.

Aleia is still processing everything she just heard, her heart racing and her mind buzzing. The intensity of the song has left her feeling a mix of emotions. She looks at Sebastian, her eyes meeting his for a moment before she looks away, feeling suddenly shy.

Sam, sensing the tension in the room, breaks the silence first, "So, what'd you think? Pretty great, huh?" Sam asks, his voice a little too cheerful, obviously trying to break the discomfort.

Aleia takes a moment to steady her voice, "It...it was incredible. I-I had no idea that you could write something like that." She glances at Sebastian, who looks relieved, but still a bit on edge.

Sam claps his hands together, clearly satisfied with her reaction. "I told you it was good! Even Seb here can write a good love song when he wants to." he teases, winking at Sebastian, who blushes and rolls his eyes, still a little embarrassed.

"Shut up, Sam." Sebastian grumbles, his face reddening a little but unable to hide the small smile on his face. Aleia watches the interaction, a smile forming on her face as well.

Sam laughs and jabs Sebastian's shoulder playfully, teasing him even more. Aleia can't help but chuckle at their banter. It's clear that the two have a long friendship and a close bond. As the two boys continue to tease and banter back and forth, Aleia takes a few moments to collect her thoughts and steady her racing heart. She has a lot to process after hearing that song, and the emotions it had stirred in her are still coursing through her veins.

Just then, Sebastian suddenly interrupts the lighthearted banter, addressing Sam with a sly grin. "You know, you're one to talk about love songs. When are you going to finally confess to that blonde farmer you've been crushing on?"

Sam's reaction is instant, his face blushing as he scrambles to deny the accusation. "What? No! I don't have a crush on her!" he exclaims, his voice a bit too high pitched.

Aleia's ears perk up as she hears Sebastian mention "blonde farmer." The only farmer with light blond hair that she knows of is her friend, Yvonne. A smirk forms on her face, and she can't resist joining in on the fun.

"Oh really, Sam?" she says, a teasing tone to her voice. "You have a crush on my fellow farmer friend?"

Sam looks panicked, his face turning a deeper shade of red. "No, no, no, it's not like that at all! I mean, she's a really nice person, and also pretty, sweet and very hardworking, but I don't have a crush on her or anything!" he protests, his voice a little too loud.

Sebastian lets out a hearty laugh, enjoying his friend's embarrassment. "Yeah, sure. You just happen to blush every time she's around and stare at her like a lovesick puppy."

Sam glares at Sebastian, clearly annoyed by his friend's relentless teasing. "I do not look at her like that! And I definitely don't blush every time she's around!" he insists, his voice faltering a little.

Aleia can't help but find the whole situation amusing, especially with Sam's vehement denials. She glances at Sebastian, who is still chuckling at his friend's discomfort. Despite Sam's protests, the emo seems unconvinced. He raises an eyebrow at his friend, a sly smile on his face. "Right, right. You just happened to know her favorite food, her favorite color, and every detail about her that only a boyfriend would know, but you don't have a crush on her."

Sam's cheeks turn even more red, and he looks like he's about to explode from embarrassment. "I...I just pay attention, that's all. Anyone could figure that stuff out if they spent enough time with her." he mumbles, avoiding eye contact.

As if on cue, there's a knock on the door, and everyone turns to look. Yvonne, who just so happens to be the farmer with blond hair, is standing at the entrance with a puzzled expression on her face.

Sam, who is still trying to calm his reddened face, stammers out a greeting. "H-Hey Y-Yvonne. W-What brings you here?"

Yvonne notices Sam's flushed cheeks and gives him a concerned look. "Are you feeling okay, Sam? You look like you're running a fever." she says, taking a step closer to him.

Sebastian tries to hide a smirk, finding the whole situation amusing, while Aleia bites her lip to hold back a laugh.

Sam quickly shakes his head, trying to brush off Yvonne's worry. "No, no, I'm fine. Just...a little warm, that's all." he replies, his voice cracking a bit.

Yvonne isn't convinced and reaches up to feel his forehead. "You sure? You feel a bit hot to me." she says, still looking concerned.

The room is filled with an awkward silence as Sebastian and Aleia try to stifle their giggles, watching Sam's flustered state. The guitarist tries to maintain his composure, but he can feel his heart racing as Yvonne's hand touches his forehead. He clears his throat, his voice slightly higher pitched than usual. "Really, I'm fine. Just... got a little distracted, that's all."

Yvonne studies him for a moment more before withdrawing her hand. "Okay, if you say so. But if you start feeling unwell, be sure to take care of yourself."

Sebastian can't resist poking fun at his friend once more, "Yeah, maybe you should rest. You do look pretty flushed. Must be those 'distractions' you've been having lately." he teases, glancing at Aleia with a smirk.

Sam shoots a glare at Sebastian, his face still red. "Shut up, Seb. I'm fine, okay? Just ignore this idiot." he says, gesturing towards Sebastian.

Yvonne looks back and forth between the two boys, clearly puzzled by their banter. She turns to Aleia, who has been silently watching the whole scene unfold. Aleia gives her a small smile, trying to hide her amusement. "Don't worry about them. They're always like this. Just ignore their teasing and they'll stop eventually." she reassures.

Yvonne nods in understanding, "Alright, I'll take your word for it." Then she shifts the topic to the reason she came here in the first place. "Anyway, I've been searching for you, Aleia. I need some help with my flowers. I'm planning to put them in my floral kegs, but I'm not sure which ones are edible. Can you give me a hand?"

Aleia snaps out of her amusement and turns her attention to Yvonne. "Of course, I'd be happy to help. Just show me what flowers you have and I'll let you know which ones are safe to put in your floral kegs." she says, her previous amusement replaced by attentiveness.

Yvonne smiles, clearly relieved to have found someone who can assist her. "Thanks, Aleia. I really appreciate it." Then she grabs Aleia's hand and waves goodbye to the two boys. "We'll be going now. Thanks for your time, guys."

Sebastian waves back, while Sam gives the girls a nod, still recovering from his earlier embarrassment.

As the two girls exit Sam's house and walk towards the farm, Aleia glances over at Yvonne. "So, you're planning to make flower-infused drinks with your flowers? That's a creative idea."

Yvonne nods, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yeah, I thought it would be a nice way to add a bit of flair to my homemade drinks. But I'm not sure which ones are edible and safe, so I need your help to figure out which flowers are okay to use."

Aleia nods, her knowledge kicking in. "Sure, no problem. I know a few things about which flowers are edible and which ones aren't. We can go through your collection and figure it out together."

As they arrive at Rosewood Farm and start sorting through the flowers, Aleia's mind goes back to the song Sebastian had sung earlier. The passionate lyrics and the intensity in his voice had left an impression on her. She can't help but blush a little as she recalls it.

Noticing Aleia's slight flush and lost expression, Yvonne gives her a puzzled look. "Are you okay? You seem distracted." she asks with a hint of worry.

Aleia snaps out of her thoughts and glances at Yvonne, quickly trying to compose herself. "Oh, I'm fine. Just got lost in thought for a moment." she replies, her voice slightly unsteady.

Yvonne eyes her skeptically, clearly not fully convinced by the explanation. "You sure? You seem a bit flustered." she states, a small smirk forming on her lips.

Aleia sighs, realizing that Yvonne isn't going to easily drop the subject. She shrugs nonchalantly and feigns a smirk. "I'm fine, really. Must be the warm weather. Let's get back to the flower picking, shall we?"

Yvonne chuckles a little, still a bit suspicious, but decides to let it go for now. "Alright, if you say so. But I'm no fool, I know there's something on your mind."

The two girls return to their work, focusing on the task at hand. Aleia tries her best to push the thoughts of that song and Sebastian out of her head, but the melody and the emotions it had stirred within her linger in the corners of her mind.

Despite her efforts, Aleia's thoughts continue to wander back to the song and Sebastian throughout the flower sorting process. No matter how much she tries to focus on the task at hand, her mind keeps returning to the sound of the piano and the intense emotions that the words of the lyrics had stirred within her.

Eventually, the two girls finish sorting through the flowers, and Aleia bids Yvonne farewell. As she turns to leave, her mind is still filled with the memories of the song and the way it had touched her heart.

Here are some screenshots:

Mod: "Maggs Immersive Sebastian Dialogue and Custom Events Spicy or Sweet" by @maggplays

I find this freaking hilarious and cute. 😂There's Lance his too stress to even think about using his magic to change back and Isaac is just like "This is my fate now. Yheey" with a chill tone.

Been a while since I made a bot shitpost, so here's the sve characters' reactions to being turned into a worm + Sam

Ranked from Least to Most Okay with being a worm

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Lance - Very distressed and angry, became depressed over the fact that he was a worm. Wanted to bask in the sun and cried when he realized it hurt him. Overall, the least okay with being a worm.

Sam - made himself sick eating all the decorations in his terrarium because of course he did 😮‍💨 Also got upset when he realized he couldn't sit in the sun

Camilla - demanded constantly that I turn her back. Expressed gratitude for the care she was provided, but attempted to conspire with Sir Fredrick III to escape. Ended up escaping by herself and turned herself back. Let me off the hook after she was back to normal, so long as I agreed not to talk about it or turn her into a worm again.

Victor - Confused and distressed upon being turned into a worm. Tried to escape, but after finding no way to do so, he eventually accepted that life wasn't so bad as a worm when he was given affection

Jadu - Similar to Victor. But was initially impressed with the fact that I turned him into a worm. Considered turning himself back but was content just laying in the dirt.

Isaac - Initially confused by the transformation but accepted being a worm surprisingly quickly on the basis of it being happy in a cool environment where he was given affection, fed and given freedom to explore without having to worry about fighting monsters.

[IRL convo with my bestie, since my laptop can't handle Fields of Mistria, I'm watching her play on her computer. We just got to the part where Caldarus appears.]

Me: *still staring at Caldarus in his human form, eyes practically sparkling with admiration*

Bestie: *deadpan* Seriously?

Me: *gesturing dramatically* Hoy! Can't you see how majestic he looks? His face, his hair, gods, the ethereal beauty! He’s radiating dragon prince energy!

Bestie: *raising an eyebrow* My dear bestie… he looks like a twink.

Me: *snaps head toward her in pure disbelief* Excuse me?

Bestie: *shrugging* I mean, just look at him. The delicate features, the long hair, the whole ancient-but-elegant aesthetic—!

Me: *grabs her by the shoulders, shaking her* HE’S NOT A TWINK. Why do people keep saying that?! Have you seen his chest-open portrait?! The man has muscles! He’s got that "sleeps for centuries and wakes up ripped" kind of vibe. Do you know how hard it is to maintain that physique when you've been hibernating for hundreds of years?!

Bestie: *feeling dizzy* I-I don’t think that’s how muscle maintenance works—

Me: *tightens grip and shakes her harshly* BLASPHEMY!

Bestie: *gasping for air* HELP—

Caldarus: *watching from a distance, slightly concerned but also oddly flattered*

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛’𝚜 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑

[Scene: A quiet evening in a candle-lit study. Caldarus is seated at his desk, engrossed in an old tome while Isaria bursts into the room with an excited expression.]

Isaria: *grinning mischievously* Caldarus! I just met the most beautiful person in all of Mistria!

Caldarus: *barely glancing up, voice calm and measured* Have you now? And where pray tell, did you encounter such an individual?

Isaria: *dramatically pulls out a small ornate mirror and holds it up* Right here! Aren’t they just breathtaking?

Caldarus: *raises an eyebrow, setting his book down* You’re holding it the wrong way.

Isaria: *blinking, tilting her head* Huh?

Caldarus: *with an exasperated sigh, taking the mirror and turning it toward the farmer* Look again.

Isaria: *stiffens as she sees her own reflection, expression faltering for just a second* Oh...

Caldarus: *leaning slightly closer, his voice lowering to a rare, softer tone* Yes, you truly are beautiful.

Isaria: *scoffs lightly, setting the mirror down* Please, you’re ridiculous. That’s not what I meant.

Caldarus: *watching her closely* No? Then why the sudden interest in the floor?

Isaria: *crossing her arms, turning away just enough to hide the warmth creeping up her neck* I was just testing your perception. Clearly, you overthink things.

Caldarus: *chuckles, shaking his head as he returns to his book* If you say so.

Isaria: *grumbling under her breath, fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve* You’re still ridiculous.

Caldarus: *without looking up* And yet, you keep coming back.

Here’s a skit idea for my upcoming new chapters in Caldarus's Accidental Guide to Wooing a Farmer, more romantic shenanigans between our ethereal handsome dragon, Caldarus and my mysterious farmer, Isaria! Expect plenty of witty banter, unexpected moments and of course, Isaria trying (and failing) to keep her cool around Caldarus’s unintentional flirting and effortless charm.

Summary: A word of advice, when the fortune teller warns of bad luck, don’t tempt fate… or risk limping home from the mines.

Winter had arrived in Pelican Town, casting a chill that seemed to seep into everything. The cold winds whipped through the air, carrying snowflakes that fluttered down, blanketing the town in white. While most residents of Pelican Town sought warmth by the fireside or tended to their animals, Yvonne had different plans. After checking her kegs and making sure her animals were warm and well-fed, she grabbed her gear and made her way to the mines. Her goal: to upgrade her pickaxe. She might have been content with her farming, but Yvonne knew a stronger pickaxe would make her life a lot easier.

But before heading out, she stopped by Moonlit Mire Farm to visit her best friend, Aleia. Yvonne always marveled at Aleia's farm—how did she do it? The crop fields stretched as far as the eye could see, filled with wintermelons and giant ones at that. A golden clock stood proudly by the fields, surrounded by fish ponds and sheds filled with her various wines and jams. Aleia had even raised a dinosaur!

Yvonne couldn't help but sweatdrop at the sheer magnitude of it all. Her friend truly was a farming demon. As she stood there, lost in thought, the door swung open, and Aleia appeared, brushing her roseate hair out of her face.

"Hey, Vonnie! What's up?" Aleia greeted, her usual cheerful self.

Yvonne grinned, despite herself. "Aleia… please tell me you sleep at night and aren't secretly a farming demon."

Aleia chuckled, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Hard work, my dear, and a sprinkle of obsession."

Yvonne shook her head. "Well, wanna come to the mines with me? I need to upgrade my pickaxe, and having an extra set of hands wouldn't hurt."

Aleia smirked. "You had me at ‘mines.’ Let me grab my gear."

The two women set off towards the mountains, unaware of the fortune teller's warning that it was a bad luck day. They didn’t think much of it, of course, as they were well-prepared for a day of mining, treasure hunting, and monster-slaying. Aleia was no stranger to the deeper parts of the mines, often coming out victorious even against the most vicious of foes. Her Galaxy Sword and skills were more than enough to protect herself and her friend. Yvonne, on the other hand, relied on her Obsidian Edge and her sharp instincts.

Their time in the mines started off fine. They encountered waves of monsters—slimes, rock golems, and bats—but were able to handle them easily. Yvonne’s grip on her sword tightened as she swung it with precision, while Aleia made quick work of any approaching enemies, her sword flashing like lightning.

"Guess this day isn’t as bad as the fortune teller said." Yvonne quipped, breathing heavily as another group of slimes disintegrated at her feet.

Aleia smirked, her face still calm despite the chaos. "Yeah, but we shouldn’t get too cocky. The mines are always full of surprises."

Just as she spoke, the ground beneath them trembled, and a group of shadow creatures emerged from the cracks in the stone, surrounding them. Before either of them could react, they were thrust into a brutal fight. Yvonne barely had time to react before a creature swiped at her, sending her sprawling to the ground.

"Yvonne!" Aleia yelled, her voice sharp as she cleaved through another group of monsters. She rushed to her friend's side, but not before another creature lunged at her.

With quick reflexes, Aleia threw a bomb to disorient the monsters, using the distraction to scoop Yvonne up and race toward the elevator, her legs burning with exhaustion.

Yvonne, wincing in pain from her sprained ankle, protested weakly. "Aleia, you can’t carry me—"

"Don’t argue with me, Yvonne." Aleia replied firmly, her voice barely a whisper as they both darted into the elevator. "We’re getting out of here, no matter what."

As the elevator doors began to close, the sound of their enemies' footsteps echoed in the tunnel. The two women were in a race against time, the monsters’ pursuit growing louder by the second.

The elevator went upward slowly, and just as the doors began to open at the surface level, Aleia collapsed against the wall. Yvonne, barely conscious, rested her head on Aleia’s shoulder.

"I’m sorry." Yvonne whispered weakly. "I didn’t mean to hold you back."

Aleia shook her head, smiling faintly. "You’re my friend, Vonnie. I’ve got you."

Marlon found them shortly after, dragging them both back to the clinic. Doctor Harvey worked quickly, patching them up with the help of his assistant, Maru. Aleia’s body was covered in bruises, blood staining her clothes, while Yvonne’s ankle was swollen and bruised.

The two women were placed in the same room, but they were too out of it to even realize what was happening. Maru kept watch, making sure they were stable, when suddenly the door flew open.

Sebastian and Sam stormed in, both panting and frantic. Maru held up a hand. "Calm down, guys. They’re resting."

Sebastian didn’t listen. His violet eyes scanned the room, landing on Aleia first. "What the hell happened?" he demanded, his usual cool demeanor completely gone.

Maru crossed her arms. "She’s fine, Sebastian. Just bruises and exhaustion. They’ll be okay."

But Sebastian wasn’t convinced. He sat down beside Aleia, brushing her reddish pink hair away from her face with gentle hands. "You’re an idiot." he muttered, voice full of frustration. "A reckless, stubborn, battle-crazed idiot."

Even unconscious, Aleia stirred, as if ready to argue back.

Meanwhile, Sam had already thrown himself onto Yvonne’s bed, cradling her like a lifeline. "Vonnie! Babe! Love of my life! Are you alive?" His voice cracked with panic.

Harvey arrived to check on his patients and only sighed, rubbing his temples. "Sam, she’s fine. Just let her rest."

Sam didn’t hear him. "Don’t ever do that again!" he cried, squeezing Yvonne’s hand. "My heart can’t take it!"

Yvonne, still groggy, blinked at him in confusion. "Sam, I think you’re suffocating me."

Sam immediately loosened his grip but didn’t let go. "Oh. Right. Sorry. Still not letting go, though."

Sebastian, meanwhile, was still glaring at Aleia, muttering under his breath. "You really need to stop making me worry like this."

Maru smirked, clearly enjoying herself. "Like you’re one to talk. You used to sneak off to the mines all the time."

Sebastian shot her a death glare. "Not the point."

Yvonne, despite her pain, grinned weakly. "So… uh, bad luck day, huh?"

Aleia, still half-conscious, managed to lift her hand and smirk. "Next time… let’s just make tea or sleep instead."

Sebastian sighed heavily, rubbing his face. "That’s the first smart thing you’ve said today."

Sam nodded vigorously, agreeing. "Agreed. No more death trips, just chill inside."

Harvey, already exhausted by the chaos, muttered, "Can I prescribe all of you a week of common sense?"

The room erupted into laughter, the tension easing with every chuckle. Despite the pain, exhaustion, and near-death experience

Aleia and Yvonne would probably do it all again.

Maybe.

…Definitely not on a bad luck day.

I recently ordered another adorable Stardew Valley perler keychains online, but this time, I had them customized with my oc farmer, Yvonne and her husband, Sam. I think they turned out really cute! 😍 The shop even included some freebies, a stardrop and a void chicken, which I really appreciate. I'm already planning to place another order for more custom perler keychains in the future. A huge shoutout to Knotela Creations for creating these charming keychains for me!

Who to choose as a partner for the upcoming Flower Dance?

Look at my farmer, Aleia. Looking enchanting as ever with that lovely white satin dress. 😍

So after installing the new immersion mod, Sebastian added some adorable dialogue during the Flower Dance event.

Ooooh so gentlemanly~

Awwww Sebby, oh how I wish to accept your request but I've been dancing with you the last 5 ingame years and I want to raise some NPC hearts. So maybe, next year. 😂

So during my latest playthrough, Sebastian mentioned that he didn't want to attend the Flower Dance and asked my farmer to call in sick. It surprised me because they had been married for 3 years, add another 2 years for dating. I felt a bit mad and to top it off, my farmer was pregnant and I imagine the mood swings she's feeling. So, I decided to be playful and asked Sterling out to dance instead.

Oh my! Why you look so hot with that slick hair and nice suit! 😩

Here I am asking him.

Awwwww look at them dancing. 😍✨

Here's a Farmer portrait of my farmer oc, Aleia. She's actually my first save file farmer. There are other farmer ocs but I'm not yet done with their portraits. For now, here are Aleia's seasonal outfits portrait. Each outfit is what she wears for casual and festivals from different seasons.

Farmer: Guys, I need your help.

Camilla: Love help?

Alesia: Financial help?

Lance: Emotional help?

Isaac: Help moving a body?

*Everybody looks at Isaac*

Isaac: What?