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nonalillie · 10 months
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neskastree · 1 year
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Do you guys know Harvest Moon Animal Parade? Here are the worst spouses of the entire game
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The Harvest Goddess and the Harvest King. Both the worst spouses, but they are still pretty hot.
Maybe I'll draw the other spouses too, they are pretty fire from this game for no good reason.
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70s-music-tourney · 3 months
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rosieaurora · 10 months
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me with any farming simulator: yes, i would like the most difficult to romance marriage candidate please
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The Bearer of the Seedling Part 1
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trashartgalleries · 5 months
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I'M STILL LOSING MY FUCKING MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!
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So many years have passed
Darling I wish you were here.
He carefully stepped into the small grove, not too far from where his family‘s home, and carefully lowered himself onto the ground in front of the grave at its center.
The ground was warm as if it had basked in the summer sun, despite the harsh winds of winter howling just beyond the grove‘s threshold. She had hated the cold. So after her passing, he had made sure that it was always spring around her final resting place. Flowers of all colors grew brightly around the headstone, and some over it, but none of them covered the inscription.
Here lies Molly
Loving Hero, Wife and Mother
R.I.P
His fingers ran over the stone, and he felt his eyes burn. No; it was unbecoming of a god to cry. No matter how much he wanted to. No matter how the loss tugged at him as if wanting to make him unravel.
The stars lean down to kiss you And I lie awake and miss you Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere 'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly But I'll miss your arms around me I'd send a postcard to you, dear 'Cause I wish you were here
Had he not known? Of course he had. It was always a terrible idea for an immortal to get involved with a mortal. He had tried to keep her at a distance. Oh, how he had tried. But she had been so persistent, no matter how curt he was with her. She had chipped away at his emotional walls bit by bit, not even knowing that that was what she was doing, just by being her beautiful self. Until he broke down, and had to admit to himself that he did not have it in him to stay away from her.
Throughout their whole marriage he had braced himself for the inevitable. And yet, when it came to pass, he knew that nothing in the world could have truly prepared him for it.
She had been so fragile towards the end; time and hard work having taken their toll on her body over the years. He had held her in his arms when she breathed her last.
From a human perspective, she had lived a long and fulfilling life, passing shortly before her 95th birthday, sorrounded by her loved ones; meaning him, their two children, grandchildren and even great-grandchildren.
How could he ever explain to the rest of the family that while yes, her life had been quite long for a human, for him, it felt like he had had barely any time with her?
I'll watch the night turn light blue But it's not the same without you Because it takes two to whisper quietly The silence isn't so bad 'Til I look at my hands and feel sad 'Cause the spaces between my fingers Are right where yours fit perfectly
Love had been every bit as intoxicating as the many songs and stories of humanity had described it to be. But perhaps, he pondered while looking upon the grave, he would have been better off never knowing it. And he wondered if she had ever regretted being his wife.
Being a god‘s bride was anything but easy, he knew as much. He hadn‘t been able to share home and hearth with her, the way a proper husband would have. He had been tied to his shrine on the mountain, only being able to leave it for brief visits. Any other time, she had to come to him, always leaving him with the feeling that, despite all the love he felt for her, their relationship had been frustratingly one-sided. She had never seemed to mind, and if she did, she never said anything.
How he could only stare into the starlit sky at night and replay the few nights he had spent with her in his arms in his mind, over and over again.
But the memory never quite dulled the aching.
I'll find repose in new ways Though I haven't slept in two days 'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone But drenched in vanilla twilight I'll sit on the front porch all night Waist deep in thought because when I think of you, I don't feel so alone
He placed his hand on the gravestone one more time, and for a moment he felt a flicker of a touch, like something reaching out to him.
Something rustled behind him, and he turned to find his children behind him. Though calling them children seemed quite inappropriate now. Amelia, his daughter, was pushing seventy, and Raphael, his son, was only two years younger than her. Though looking at them, one would have put them somewhere in their early to mid fourties. They hadn‘t inherited his immortality, but would be far more long-lived than average humans. Another thing he regretted; along with the longevity they had undoubtedly also inherited the inevitable heartbreak he was experiencing right now.
„I thought I saw you coming here“, Amelia said. „Why didn‘t you come to us first, father? We could have visited mother together.“
He managed a small smile. „I‘m sorry. But I wanted a short moment alone with her.“
„Bet you didn‘t get a whole lot of that after we were born“, Raphael quipped.
He couldn‘t help but chuckle. „Why else do you think your mother came to the mountain to see me every day once you were old enough to be left alone for a few hours?“
I don't feel so alone I don't feel so alone As many times as I blink I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
Amelia placed the bouquet of flowers she had been holding at the grave. Once they touched the ground, roots sprouted from the stems and anchored themselves in the soil. Blooming like they had always grown there.
She took a step back and smiled. Then she turned to him again. „Why don‘t you stay for dinner, father? We‘re making baked apples. I may not be able to make them as well as mother did, but… I don‘t know. We can share stories about her.“
„I‘d love to“, he replied. Maybe spending some time with his children and telling old stories would help him.
As they left, he turned around one final time, seeing the shimmer of energy around the grave.
Until next time, my love.
When violet eyes get brighter And heavy wings grow lighter I'll taste the sky and feel alive again And I'll forget the world that I knew But I swear I won't forget you Oh if my voice could reach back through the past I'd whisper in your ear "Oh darling, I wish you were here"
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eddiesghxst · 7 months
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rockstar!eddie who comes home from tour for a month and spends it fucking you, his wife, in every position you can think of on every single surface in your home because he wants you pregnant by the time he finishes tour in a few months and he’s not wasting a single second making that happen
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kinokoshoujoart · 7 months
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LET’S GROOVE!
based on this official art of the awl girls! i wanted to see a version with my retro kings so i tried to draw ‘em in matsuyama’s old style
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pandorasbox341 · 6 months
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Not a good idea to go wandering in the middle of Nowhere at night!
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nonalillie · 10 months
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jojo-schmo · 1 year
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A confession🌟 (Final Part)
(Part 1)
(Part 2)
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70s-music-tourney · 3 months
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rosieaurora · 9 months
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i think he'd be a good father when he's actually present
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fantasy-harvest-rune · 3 months
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Thanks
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