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seharuuchan · 3 months
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My mutual’s farmers and my farmer 🧑‍🌾
@nimillaarts
@bungiri
@studentinpursuitofclouds
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bungiri · 3 months
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Although crows are considered a pest to farmers, Julian was able to heal one crow that had a broken wing. The bird is now a frequent visitor to the farm, never ruins Julian's crops and sits on his shoulder or playing. Good bird 🐦‍⬛
AWWE julian is a cutie,, yk i was just thinking abt the farmer making friends with the crows instead of scaring them away. then they’d bring us stuff like gold and gemstones 😽
anyway here u go i hope u like it <3
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Have no motivation for writing headcanons today, so I decided to play with Picrew! Here's my boy Julian! (and Lance in the third one lol):
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Links for the first, second, third, fourth and fifth picrew is here!
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reallyghostlypost · 4 months
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[Fic] First meeting
Yay, finally managed to be productive! Wanted to write about a potential Julian and Thad first meeting, but I managed to combine it with another idea I had about how Thad's scarecrows evolved and I kinds lost focus😅@studentinpursuitofclouds feel free to correct me on how I wrote Julian if something doesn't fit with his personality.
Also, have no idea how this flows from paragraph to paragraph since I can't read it without randomly tearing up due to the cold. Hopefully it's good enough.
Julian was struggling to walk through the thick forest. If he knew it would take him this long to explore this part of the woods he would have postponed his expedition for another day. But it was almost sunset now, he'll see what's behind this patch of trees before turning back towards his farm. At least I found plenty of forage. After a few more minutes of struggling and shallow scratches he managed to get past the thick trees. Before him was a clearing with a small cabin and three scarecrows guarding a few patches of crops.
Julian hesitated at first, he didn't wanted to bother anyone, but curiosity won eventually. He started walking towards the cabin slowly, feeling the need to remain careful about his surroundings without knowing why. After a few steps he noticed a silhouette behind the porch. The other person was turned, his back to Julian, looking like he was carving something into a log. Julian approached carefully and the other man turned his head slightly before refocusing on his task. "I told you already Willow, you can't eat the cat. Now go back to your field."
It was then when Julian noticed a slight movement under the porch. A small orange cat poked it's head out to look at him with scared eyes. Julian hesitated before clearing his throat. "Um… I'm not Willow…"
The other man turned his head fully towards him with a surprised expression on his face. He focused on Julian's face before studying him from head to toes. Julian wasn't sure how to react to that. "Oh, I wasn't expecting anyone to travel this far into the woods. I'm Thad."
"Julian, pleased to meet you. Sorry for trespassing?"
"No problem, anyone who gets this far out into the wilderness will travel through this place eventually." Thad turned his back slightly looking over the trees. "You're aware how late it is though, right? We're way past the magic barrier, monsters will start swarming the area soon. Are you sure you should be this far into the woods?"
"It's ok, I have a sword with me." Although he decided to not mentioned he just learned how to use one and barley fought any monsters with it. Julian wasn't sure if he should try to apologize again, wasn't sure if that was a snide comment directed at him for being here or just a random observation.
But before he could decide Thad turned towards him again, his eyes colder and more guarded. "Are you part of the Adventurer Guild?"
Then Thad looked over him again, slowly and calculating. His smile was sharper now, but his eyes weren't smiling. "Uh yes, I just joined a few days ago." Julian wasn't sure what to say about the whole thing.
Thad's eyes then focused on his face, looking him in the eyes cold and analysing, before relaxing slightly. "A few days ago you say? Wasn't aware there was any competent fighter in this town, now I can tell Marlon to fuck off when he tries to get me to join. You don't have much experience with other adventurers, right? They're all assholes."
Julian immediately remembered the older cloaked man who rudely told him to leave as soon as he stepped foot in the guild. He smiled a little awkwardly. "Some of them are rude, yes, but-"
Suddenly Thad's eyes snapped up to focus on something behind Julian and he started screaming. "No, Willow! You can't eat him either!"
Julian jumped before turning fast, hand on the hilt of his sword. He wasn't even sure what he was expecting, a dog maybe? But there was nothing behind him. The wind was slightly moving the small leaves barely poking out of the hoed patches of soil while the scarecrows were slightly moving with the breeze. Wait, was that scarecrow's head turned towards this direction before? Julian could have sworn it was staring at the entrance of this place. He looked at Thad who had an unreadable expression on his face.
"Wh-who you were talking to?" Julian tried to scan the field behind him again and realized he was being watched, and that he has been stalked by something as soon as he stepped into the clearing.
"My scarecrows, I'm still trying to get them to behave."
Julian looked again at the still scarecrows and turned back to Thad, but before he could ask what that meant Thad offered him a cloth bundle that looked quite heavy. Where did that came from? "You said you're part of the guild, right? Could I ask you for a favour? Marlon wanted me to make these for him but I… would rather avoid walking all the way to the mountains. Or talking with him for that matter" That cold smile was back now. "Would you mind delivering these from me next time you visit him? No rush, he isn't expecting them at a certain date."
"Sure, I will have to talk with him soon anyway". Julian accepted the wrapped bundle of cloth, still feeling slightly tense, and stashed it into his backpack.
"Great, thank you! I'll pay you back if Marlon doesn't do it, not sure how those adventuring commissions work."
Julian looked at the setting sun before apologizing, still feeling eyes on his back. "I should go, it's getting late."
"Of course, do you want me to guide you back?" Thad looked unsure, like he didn't know how to handle sudden visitors.
"No no, please don't bother. I know the way I came though."
"Alright then, have a good evening." Thad turned back to his log, and Julian now noticed it was looking like a sculptured rabbit.
"Good night!" Then Julian started walking back towards the exit. Suddenly, half way there he felt the hairs on his neck stand up. He tuned his head slightly towards his right and he noticed that the closest scarecrow was crouched on it's stick, ready to jump at him over the small fence protecting the crops. Julian's hand went back to his sword, ready to fight his way out if needed. He could swear he just heard distant whispers.
"Willow, no! What the fuck did I just told you?!" He heard footsteps approaching and noticed Thad rushing towards him while pointing straight at the scarecrow. "Get back on your perch, what did I told you about attacking visitors?!"
The scarecrow focused fully on Thad and prepared to jump at him. Julian pulled his sword out of it's sheath and stepped closer. What is even going on? There definitely whispers around him and he realized the other scarecrows were now looking at them too. Thad didn't moved at all, he was staring straight at 'Willow' while pointing at it. "Perch, Willow. Now!"
The scarecrow made another small movement to jump, before stopping still. It hesitated a little but then started to step back down from the top of it's perch. The whispers died down to murmurs Julian could barely hear, and the other scarecrows were looking at the ground again. A huge tension felt like it was lifted and the air got lighter… like the whole area had been waiting for something to happen.
Julian wanted to ask, but felt like it's better to not get involved in… whatever was going on, especially since the sun had fully set at this point. Something was telling him to not be here once darkness falls.
Just as he was about to exit the clearing he looked back. Thad was loudly scolding the scarecrow who was back in it's original position, looking just as inanimate as the moment he stepped foot here.
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Julian, still sleepy, looked over the list of things he had to do today. Give a bundle of yams to Marnie, find some coal for Clint, fish a bream later for the Junimos and deliver the weird package he got from Thad to Marlon. And if he still had time, chop down some trees for that barn upgrade. Maybe he should focus on the wood first, winter was approaching fast and his animals would be happier in a more insulated building.
He grabbed his still warm cup of coffee and walked out of the house. A chicken immediately ran up to him and clucked enthusiastically at him until he picked it up and started to gently scratch it's neck. The chicken settled into his arms and fluffed up it's feathers happily, enjoying the pets and Julian's warmth. He looked towards his mailbox and noticed a small purple satchel placed under it with a letter attached. He decided to place his cup of coffee on the windowsill as to not disturb the now sleepy chicken and picked up the purple cloth bag. After a little struggle he managed to open the letter.
"Sorry about my scarecrow last evening. Something went wrong when I made it and Rasmodius is still annoying me about it. Anyway, as a payment for that and for delivering that package for me here's a thing you might find useful. It's fairy dust, I can't use it but I heard you're trying to get the old farm running again so you might find something to use it on. Just try to use in winter, when there are less fairies around, alright? I don't think they were very happy when I took this from them and I'm not sure if they can feel if you use the dust or not. Anyway, thanks again for the help."
Maybe he should speak with Magnus about that, Julian thought. Or at least Marlon since he'll visit the guild later in the evening. He looked at the now sleeping chicken and regretfully put it back on the ground, trying to ignore the indignant sounds. The day needs to start at some point and he'd like to finish his coffee while it's still warm.
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g0atmama · 8 months
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ponifies your farmers
@girls4zelda's Nina. Made her fluffy. Tried my best to mimic her hair in a good pony-ish way
@studentinpursuitofclouds's Julian. For some reason my hand would only draw him small. Guess he's a little pony. *badumtss*
@nimillaarts' Aelfdene, complete with hat. Once again did my best to mimic his hair.
And a bonus Olivia I doodled on the back of a receipt at work.
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spiders-in-the-valley · 11 months
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um... he just remembered he missed a step in his hair care routine, that's all!
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arachnerd-8-legs · 1 year
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two gallons is plenty, though.
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timmurleyart · 2 months
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Lemon drop rooster. 🍋🐓🟨 (commissions available)🐔
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worthy-prince-i-knowt · 8 months
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i feel like i keep coming back
tw: rape, SA, alcoholism, abuse, drugs
before i stop posting completely about tsh i feel i need to do the ethical thing and post the bad things about the characters so we don’t romantasize them, which is literally the point of the book (morbid longing for the picturesque at all cost)
Richard: literally fantasized about raping camilla
Francis: kinda SA’ed Richard in that one scene and everyone kinda brushed it off as oh, gay moment when Richard was telling him to stop
Charles: oh boy was he an abuser. he cared about his friends a lot but he was an alcoholic abuser who never addressed his behavior
Henry: Extremely problematic, literally the catalyst for the whole thing murdered two people and loved it even though one was his “bestie.” also highly manipulative and uses people for his own causes
Bunny: the list goes on and on, racist, homophobic, hates catholics (idk what that’s called but it’s not cool), antisemitic (hates jews), misogynistic woman hater, hates his girlfriend, makes fun of his friends, gold digger, manipulative, etc etc
Camilla: my bbg she did nothing wrong they were so bad to her i love her sm
and Judy did drugs but like she’s a college student in the 80’s so it’s not good but it was acceptable
and to lighten the mood
Richard: changed colleges and majors bc of pretty pictures in a brochure from 4 years ago
Francis: thinks smoking isn’t bad for his health
Charles: Blond Bitch
Henry: dog killer, was probably the one who bit Charles at the baccanal
Bunny: likes marches (jps in the morning???)
Camilla: didn’t lose her shit and kill that entire group
as you can see i love Camilla
and i have a love hate relationship with the rest of the characters bc they’re so problematic but so interesting at the same time
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barnbridges · 8 months
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George Orwell on Julian Morrow, Richard Papen on Bunny Corcoran.
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fawn-wickenshire · 7 months
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What would your farmer's animal guardian be?
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butterfrogmantis · 11 months
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Wanted to expand on some of the stuff I wrote down on the religion hc post the other day + expand on the Julian stuff + … oh who am I kidding you guys know I’d just snap up any excuse to draw em rn I make no efforts to hide it /lh.
But on a serious note, the human-au specific notes;
1. Tailor develops his first crush on a classmate at the age of 10 on the boy that sat next to him during his Sunday Hebrew School; Noah Rubin. Noah was an intelligent and studious boy, Tailor finds himself coming over quite shy whenever he sees him, and he has a strange fluttery sensation in his stomach if he thinks about him … hm what could this mean?
2. Tailor talks to his synagogue’s Rabbi Levi. A compassionate and genuine man, Tailor felt safer talking to Levi even before his parents.  As expected, it was good call. They had a very genuine conversation that day about being born the way you’re supposed to be. Levi also knew Modiste and Yarner well enough to encourage Tailor to talk to them openly, which of course also goes well :)
3. The textile trio have a teenage talk some years later. All 3 discover none of them are straight and in Weaver’s case, not cis either.
4. Teen!Tailor meets a local sports star Julian Adkins. Julian is a regional champion ice skater, with the costumes to match. He’s confident, charismatic, charming … at least to begin with.
5.Yeah that smooth personality didn’t last long. Julian’s true personality comes out once he thinks he has Tailor on the hook. Selfish, manipulative, egotistical … Julian was only really after some fashionable clothes and a warm body for free. By the time Tailor got the sense to leave him it had already done some damage to both his optimism and his graduate programme, which he dropped out of due to having to see Julian on campus so much.
6. Adult!Tailor takes up his cousin’s offer to come and be their business partner in a little start up village they’ve heard about in Europe. The town could do with some clothes makers and the three think it would be an excellent start-over. Tailor thinks this might be a good opportunity to make some new friends at the very least … the villagers seem nice :)  
7. Several months after his wedding, Tailor Nudell-Cotter wrote a letter to Rabbi Levi. It mostly wished him well but also thanked him for being the first person he spoke to all those years ago, and reassured him that Tailor was truly happy where and who he was with now. He received a letter back a couple of weeks later that was genuinely proud of him. Tailor keeps the letter in his nightstand. He still looks at it sometimes.
Tailor, Spinner, Weaver (named but not design) and Farmer (c) The Smurfs
Noah, Levi and Julian are mine
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bungiri · 8 months
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Ayo, hello 👋 so, about hate items...
In addition to all the Joja-related products (trash, soda and snacks, furniture, and clothes), Julian genuinely hates poisonous mushroom (I think there's a reason for that), rice with mushrooms and berries (sorry Marlon, but your cooking sucks), mistbloom syrup (he realises it's more like medicine, but it still tastes awful), slime (yuck, sick of being covered in slime all the time after a raid. Well yeah, he's often covered in monster blood and slime, doesn't mean he likes it.), and slimejack (just why).
Have a good day/night 💕
AW BUT THE SLIMEJACK IS SO CUTE 😩
i honestly wonder what joja cola would taste like,, and he's real for not liking mistbloom syrup bc i imagine it tastes like bitter ass cough medicine
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here's the golden retriever boy himself i gave him an outfit btw i hope he likes it
10/10 cutie would smooch
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> Julian has been added to the "Stardew Valley farmers" group chat
Julian: hello?
Bo: hey dude
Bo: welcome to our group
Julian: oh thanks!
Julian: what's this group for?
Bo: well I figured we all live in the same town and there's no general group for us lol
Julian: what about Pelican Town general group?
Bo: nah doesn't count and probably lame anyway
Bella: Bo got kicked out of the general Pelican Town chat group for flooding with memes about Lewis, so he made his own group, because you can't kick an admin out.
Bella: hey Julian 👋
Julian: howdy partner 🤠
Bella: 🤠
Bo: whatever 🙄 anyway we can post memes here too, all sorts of useful information and questions.
Julian: like what?
Rain: like can someone help me with advice on what to make with strawberries besides pies and jam? I want something new. Hi Julian! 👋
Julian: hi 👋 I will send you a recipe for strawberry ice cream, try it.
Rain: ok, thanks ❤️
Rain: you're a lifesaver 😎
Julian: 😎
Bo: see? my group is better than that old fart
Bella: that's not the only reason you started chat group, right?
Bo: lmao of course not
Bo: Ayo everyone! check this out!
> Bo posts an image with name "smutty meme about bitch Isaac lol"
> Julian, Bella, Rain and 15 other people liked this post.
> May reacted to the post with a 🤣 emoji.
> Ziana reacted to the post with the 😳 emoji
> Wren and Myra reacted to the post with a 👀 emoji
May: LMAO I'm dying 💀
Julian: i love this group already ❤️
Bo: 😎
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Farmers Bo (@boinurmom13), Ziana (@wheredarknessfallsinlove), Bella (@ivquatro), May (@poxy-domain), Myra (@seharuuchan), Wren (@bungiri) and Rain (@silly-farmer) were mentioned here!
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lgbtqreads · 10 months
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Queer Book Sale Roundup - July 7, 2023
eBooks The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer (m/m YA sci-fi, $1.99) Running with Lions by Julian Winters (m/m YA contemporary romance, $1.99) The Daughters of Izdihar by Hadeer Elsbai (Sapphic adult fantasy, $1.99) Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco (queer epic fantasy, $1.99) Out on the Ice by Kelly Farmer (f/f contemporary sports romance, $1.99) Every Heart a Doorway by Seanan McGuire…
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g0atmama · 8 months
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Help to the Ground
inspired by 'help from the sky' by @studentinpursuitofclouds, except it's just the same story from Hestia's perspective. I got inspired to write her experience of the situation :3c
Read Help From The Sky
It was hot. The dark scales of the dragon didn't help matters, absorbing heat from the sun and the fire from the serpents. A scream echoed through the Badlands, turning the serpents' attention. Long enough for Hestia to get a shot of crystal through their chests. Pinning them to the ground, leaving them to die.
Her wings kicked up dust and dirt, sending it flying. She moved towards the sound. Another one. Another serpent, moving toward someone.
A dragon's roar always grabbed attention.
Claws grabbed the beast, crushing it in a breath. Crystal fire gathered in her maw. Sparks lashed from between her teeth. She circled around, watching. Counting.
Her eyes caught his. She couldn't form a bond quickly enough to ask if he was okay. The monsters ahead continued.
Flames cooked them, crystal rising around to trap them. Even the sand was seared to glass around each of the monsters, now crystalline statues of their former selves.
When she landed, the human was unconscious. She lowered carefully, a gentle nudge, and… he smelled like Lance. She huffed through her nose, blowing his hair like a brisk wind. With him on her back, Hestia returned to the sky.
She returned home. Her farm. There was… something. She carried him to the cave, pushing through the magical hologram to set him on a slab of rock covered with leaves. Her eyes lingered. Taking in the injuries.
Her body shifted. She could fix this.
The familiar stranger woke. Hestia moved carefully to his side. She only knew of him, didn't know him. So he wouldn't know that the woman standing above him was the dragon that saved him.
He tried to sit up. Her hand stopped him.
"I advise you not to get up. The life elixir hasn't taken effect yet."
He looked frantic. She tried to look peaceful with a smile. He thanked her. She introduced herself… Julian. Ah, that's where she knows of him. She leaned back in the stone chair.
"Oh, and Julian," she said, "be careful moving too much when you get up. I had to staunch your bleeding with a crystal."
The confusion was evident. As was her mirth.
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