#Slime rancher specifically tho gives me FARMING

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May I request a viktor humphries x reader

You absolutely can and I do hope you do not mind but I am going to use this one as an excuse to write down some soft Yandere Viktor Humphries thoughts

Just a bit of Practice

Vikor Humphries X GN!Reader (Reader in Bea's place as a Rancher)

In which the Slimeulation works as intended

Viktor's fingers made rapid movements across his keyboard, filling in lines and lines of code, running them, and then deleting them to replace with better strings. He'd been working on his Simulation, Slimeulation, of the neighboring ranches for years now. To help his fellow ranchers, of course, keep track of slime migration patterns, weather, highly populous areas where Tar are most likely to occur, and possibly rare slime spawns.

That was the original intent of the Slimeulation, at least.

Now, instead of mapping and charting all of his neighbor's land, he focused in on one, making absolutely sure he got down every detail of their land.

One may think he chose their ranch to simulate because it happened to be the most bio diverse, spawning nearly every time of slime, chicken, fruit, and vegetable known on the Far Far Range.

One may also assume he mapped out the entirety of their land without the new owner's knowledge to study the Ancient Ruins hidden deep in the property behind two locked Slime Doors, perhaps to unlock the secret of possible Far Far Range Natives long extinct.

Perhaps he was studying the near perfect weather conditions, or the abundance of materials hidden in the Dry Reef, or the spawn rate of rare bewildering Slimes such Twinkle Slimes and Party Gordos.

All of these assumptions would be wrong, however, as Viktor had gotten all that information by studying along side the previous owner, Hobson Twillgers, who had sense sold his property to move on to green pastures.

So then what, one may ask, was Viktor Humphries obsession with this particular ranch?

"Oh! Hello, Viktor." A voice greeted as the scientist, and amateur musician, booted up his Slimeulation for the 227th time today. He'd get it right this time he thought to himself as he pulled on his simulation goggles and entered his perfectly engineered world.

The first thing he saw as the simulation loaded in around him was the reason for his obsessive mapping of the ranch, perfect sculpting and detailing of the dried old reef and overgrown Slime Forest.

You.

You, oh you, oh so glorious you, with your ranching gear and vac pack and a large straw hat for the sun. You smiled over your shoulder at Viktor, a Tabby Slime held comfortably in your arms.

Even knowing it was a simulation, that you weren't really standing there, smiling brighter than the sun just for Viktor, greeting him like he was any old somebody you talked to daily, Viktor's cheeks burned red, his throat dried out, and he begun to ring his hands.

"H...Hey..." He'd practiced with you, this you, over and over to be more causal. Breaking down his usual Greetings and Salutations for a much more relaxed "Hey", sometimes a "Hello". One time a "Sup", that had not gone over well, as far as the data showed.

"Hey." You chuckled at him, releasing the Tabby you'd been holding loose into the corral filled with other grey cat-like slimes, who all proceeded to pounce the new guy. "What's up? I don't think you've ever actually visited me before."

He had, many times. You, this you, just didn't remeber. They'd been reset after every failed attempt. Days, Months, one time a year of simulated bonding wasted, down the drain, because of one little slip up, an argument, a miscommunication, a glitch in the code. Not this time. You'd be perfect this time.

"I thought it time I properly introduce myself." Viktor spoke, a little more clearly this time, "In... Person...." He trailed.

You hummed and tilted your hat back, looking up at Viktor. Despite knowing it wasn't really the real you, Viktor still felt the need to avoid eye contact, tangling his wingers together as you examined him, a trait that bled through every update, and though it put him on edge every time, he put up with it, for accuracy. For you.

You beamed and took a large, nearly falling down large, step forward, taking Viktor's hand in yours, "Well you'd be the first, you know! Not even Twilligers came back to meet me face to face, ya know. Guess that's why we move out to the Far Far Range, huh, to get space."

Viktor resisted every urge to grab you, to hold and hug and kiss you. This may be a simulation but there were still boundaries, rules. He had to work back up to that, even if he had it just yesterday.

"How 'bout some tea? I got cookies and jam too." You offered, turning tail and walking confidently to the small home plopped dead center in the middle of your ranch.

Viktor flexed his hand, the one you'd been holding moments ago. He slightly cursed himself for forgetting to take his gloves off. He then took a steadying breath, and followed you, "I-I wouldn't want to impose..."

He would, and he had, previously. But you'd always reacted better, insisted he stayed longer, when he hesitated to join you in the first place.

"No imposition, it'd be nice to have someone around for a bit." You stopped on the stairs to your home and looked back at Viktor, he rung his hands, avoiding eye contact, and continued to hesitate, just a little longer... just until you offered- "I've got Royal Jelly~"

Viktor snapped to look at you, eyes shining with interest. The look on your face made his ears burn as he quickly looked away, "W-Well, if- if you're offering..."

You smiled and turned, heading into your small home, making a call back for him to come on in, make himself at home.

Usually Viktor would be right on your heels into your small home. He would close the door behind himself, and bask in the gentle warmth of it all. He'd stare at your unmade bed by the window, the torn and hand mended pink slime plush. He'd be overwhelmed by your scent, taking a seat at your small ranch table, commenting on the fire slime sat snugly in the stove, keeping the room warm.

Yes, normally Viktor would be enjoying a lovely cup of herbal tea with an entire honey plort melted into it and a toasted bagel with royal jelly across from you, oh so sweet and radiant you by now. Instead he was staring at a pink slime that didn't quiet look right.

He watched it move much more artificially than the rest of the slimes, almost short teleporting rather than the usual gliding his slimes did. It appeared pixelated around the edges, jagged and harsh like glass, nothing like a slime should be.

Then it touch a pole, and that pole was gone, replaced with black nothingness that, like the slime, was horridly jagged at the edges.

Viktor shot up right at the sudden void he was facing. He took a step to the left, and despite his movement he stilled faced the broken nothingness dead on. He circled it, and it remained perfectly flat and ahead of him.

"Viktor?" You stepped back out of the house, seeking what was taking your visitor so long. You didn't seem to react to the broken world. Perhaps you were incapable of seeing it, being a part of the Slimeulation yourself.

"Ah, s-sorry I..." Viktor looked at the broken space again, then began to type on his wrist keyboard, "I a-actually have something urgent I need to get to..."

"Oh.." You sounded so incredibly disappointing, and Viktor wanted nothing more than to stay, or perhaps take you with him. But he couldn't. This you wasn't real. He had to remember that. "Alright.. Maybe.. next time?"

Viktor nodded, and pushed off the simulation goggles just as the machine shut down.

He leaned back into his chair, something was eating away his code, mostly the landscape, some of the slime's behavior patterns, and large chunks of textures.

You, or the data that made up the Slimeulation version of you, were safe. Triple encoded and backed up four times over. You'd be fine, and as soon as he got this strange glitch figured out, he'd be back to have that sweet honey tea and royal jelly bagel in your little too warm but just the right size home.

It wouldn't take long, Viktor Humphries, lord of jinxing himself, thought as he got up and stretched. He'd been working on the Simulation for hours, and his drones could only keep the lab running on their own for so long.

He'd get up, refill their water, check on his slimes and his research, perhaps put up a call on the range exchange, see if you, the real you, respond. How wonderful that would be, to get something from you, from your ranch, so far yet so near.

Viktor Humphries let out a long sigh as he stretched out his arms above his head. As soon as the simulation was perfect, as soon as he was ready, he'd go to your ranch, your real ranch, and have tea with the real you.

He just needs a bit more practice.

#Emile's Writing #Viktor Humphries #Slime Rancher X Reader #Viktor Humphries X Reader #This is the softest Yandere because it's really only Yandere if you take like 5 steps back and think about it #I'm sorry but WHY does Viktor have a simulation of OUR ranch? #I love him I love him but like. That's a lil creepy. #My headcanon is we can't get into the actual Ranch part because he doesn't want us to meet simulation us #Because that would for sure creep us out #I turned on Slime Rancher for the first time in like a year for this and proceeded to play it for like an hour #Slime Rancher and Animal Crossing man they do the same thing to my brain #Chores!!! Things to do in a cute toonie soft aesthetic area #Slime rancher specifically tho gives me FARMING #you can KINDA farm in AC but it's mostly just plant and leave it #Slime Rancher is ALL Ranch and farm and micromanage #This is what I do in Minecraft as well #My brain go brr I could do chore games for hours #Anyway I hope you enjoy #If you don't uh. Feel free to request again I'll make him less creepy next time honest