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studentinpursuitofclouds · 3 months

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I might be wrong, but it's implied that dragons are an extinct species in the SDV universe. So like, what if the Farmer found a petrified dragon egg, or even a whole clutch, and somehow managed to hatch it/them Game of Thrones style? They've done some insane stuff both in canon, and in SVE and RSV so it's not hard to imagine they'd do the truly impossible like reviving not only an extinct species, but a magic species at that. Rambling aside, onto the question: how would the SVE mages (including Morgan) and adventurer's, and Mr. Aguar from RSV react to the farmer's feat of bringing dragons back to life?

(P.s, maybe add Mr. Qi as well bc I imagine he'd be VERY interested in this event)

You're 100% right

And it's interesting: I've long wondered why there was no mention of dragons anywhere in the notes or in the library, when there are skeletons and teeth of these very same dragons lying around in the Calico Desert and Ginger Island? And can serpents be considered descendants of these dragons?

Lance's mention of his teacher with the title "Dragon Master" also gives us the right to believe for the existence of dragons in the SDV world (although I used to think it was just such a cool title for his teacher. Or a reference to Lance's Pokémon trainer in general).

But enough rambling! Thanks for your ask and enjoy some short stories ☺️🫰

Warning: this post is long...

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Marlon & Gil:

Marlon sipped his tea quietly in his Guildhall on a cold winter morning, to the crackle of a blazing fireplace and the soft snores of his friend, Gil. The one-eyed adventurer was enjoying a rare moment in his life - a quiet morning, with no worries about stocking up on provisions and elixirs, no worry about monsters...

But apparently the Yoba itself decided that Marlon had had enough of the peaceful time and presented him with a Farmer riding a dragon. The flying reptile with purple scales, beautiful as amethysts, along with its rider managed to smash through the old Adventurer's Guild roof, but thankfully no one was hurt.

If Marlon had only known Farmer for a few months, he would have been in mute shock at what he had seen. Now that the youth was a full member of the Guild for the second year, Marlon only sighed tiredly and went to the undestroyed room to get his tools. Dragons? Yes, he was interested in that. But questions later, first they need to fix the hole in the roof because it's cold winter outside, you know.

The Farmer will help, of course, as they are the direct cause of the collapsed ceiling. And the Gil will join in when he stops hiding his chuckle behind his snoring. He's been awake for a while now, and he can hardly contain his laughter (and his pride in Farmer) while pretending to be asleep.

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Isaac:

If the quote "I don't get paid enough for this shit" were a person, Isaac would be the complete personification of that phrase.

Anyone would be shocked, amazed and delighted by the most beautiful and noble creatures that had extinct so long ago that many people no longer believed they existed and had come to regard them as a fairy tale and a legend. Anyone, but not Isaac. Because the moment the master of the dangerous reptiles appeared before Isaac's eyes - he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Let no one dare tell him that 'Farmer is special' or 'Farmer knows what to do'. No, they don't know what they're doing! A bloody immature upstart who coddles a dangerous dragons like a puppies! That even now the curious reptiles are slowly moving towards Isaac to sniff and study him, a man they don't know. And how does HE know what the hell is going on in their heads?! Maybe they see him as just another snack, for Yoba's sake!

He won't be tempted to trade his own safety and the safety of other people for prickly curiosity. He will not, like the others, reach for the huge toothy maw, nor is he going to scratch the head of the purring (dragons can purr?) creature. Isaac goes to report the Farmer and the dragons to the Order of Pythagoras, and he doesn't care that he'll be disliked by many for such an act. It will take a long time before Isaac finally trusts the Farmer and their pets, but that will be a while yet. For now, the scarred adventurer will do what he thinks is right.

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Lance:

After a long training in swordsmanship and magic spells, young Lance always waited with joy for his teacher to call him for a short break. After all, it was during the break that they would both go to the tavern, eating dinner, where his teacher would praise him for his success in the last training session, and most importantly, tell him another fascinating legend about monsters and creature. Even though his mentor was a "Dragon Master", they haven't met any dragons themself. Their great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather, however, had seen the beautiful flying reptile once with his own eyes.

Oh, how Lance wanted to be the man who would see a dragon, how he wanted to believe they still existed!

It was just a childhood dream that Lance had long since grown out of. But life had given him an unexpected surprise.....

He slowly touched the dragon's snout, gently running his fingers over the warm scarlet scales. Taking his time, careful not to bring his fingers too close to the razor-sharp fangs. Lance almost couldn't tear his gaze away from the big amber eyes that watched him intently. Slowly turning his head towards the Farmer, the pink-haired adventurer saw a sign of approval that he could continue. Giving his friend a grateful nod, Lance turned his gaze back to the dragon. Who would have thought that gallant adventurer would have the opportunity not only to see this marvellous creature, but also to learn from Farmer how miraculously they were able to do the impossible.

It'll go down in Lance's memoirs for sure.

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Jadu:

Due to insomnia, hard work with manuscripts and scrolls, and an unhealthy obsession with coffee, Jadu looked like the walking dead these days. Add to that the fact that the young wizard was as stubborn as an ass: no matter how much Lance tried to gently help his friend, no matter how much Isaac tried to force him into bed, and no matter how hard the others tried - to no avail. Jadu's goal was to finish the job - and he'd done it, and sleep was of secondary importance to him.

Naturally, this disregard for his sleep regime was not without consequences, and so Jadu, about to teleport back from the Stardew Valley to the Castle Village, didn't even realise how the world swam before his eyes and his body went limp. But before poor wizard lost consciousness, he felt that someone had grabbed him and would not let him fall. Half an hour later, Jadu realised that he was not lying on the cold ground, but in the warm embrace of someone... with scales? And wings? And claws on its paws?

Is he still asleep?

But as it turned out, he emerged from the realm of reverie and listened half-asleep to Farmer's restless speech. The sensation of inhuman skin and the word "dragon" made Jadu jump up as if scalded by boiling water and quickly get to his feet.

A dragon?! A real one?! Where from and how? Farmer, please explain! You raised it? Where? And what kind of dragon?! He'd studied the legends, but he'd never thought he'd meet a large reptile himself. And what do they eat, and how do they conjure? He need to know? Sleep? What sleep, he doesn't need that right now!

It took a lot of effort for the farmer to at least get Jadu back to a sitting position. It is not clear whether the noble reptile understood their words, but the creature's gaze was shrewd and full of wisdom. And amusement from this funny scene.

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Morgan:

Morgan follows the familiar hidden path again, behind a flowering tree with a swing, where there is a hole in the farm's fence. Trying not to make any loud noise, Magnus' young apprentice walks through the tall grass, holding back a playful chuckle.

Even though the Farmer had long ago told them that they would always be welcome at the farm and would be treated to ripe fruit from the greenhouse, Morgan still chose to visit in this way, adding intrigue and fun to their dull routine of studying the history of the Republic and the bestiary.

The young talent once again wanted to go into the chicken coop, where there was a void chicken that the Farmer had allowed them to feed and even give her name (Morgan had named her Coal). But when Morgan looked into the coop, instead of the usual joyful clucking, they felt a smoky breath coming from a toothy mouth that definitely did not belong to a hen. In the dark wooden room, Morgan couldn't see who it was, so all they could do was run out of the coop screaming in terror and crying.

Luckily, the Farmer, who had arrived quickly, had time to calm the child and explain that a dragon lived here for the time being.

Morgan at the mention of the mythical creature completely forgot about everything in the world. A moment later, the Farmer was bombarded with questions and requests to see dragon again. The farmer allowed (taking Morgan's word that they would keep it a secret). Wow, dragons are even cooler that void chicken! Sorry, Coal...

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Alesia:

Crazy... This was just a crazy idea. Maybe Alesia still had the option to refuse and get off the green dragon's back? Before she could say anything, however, Farmer gave the takeoff command to his winged friend, and they and Alesia, riding the dragon, began to separate from the ground higher and higher. The sniper was out of breath, and her mind was unable to comprehend what was happening. A farmer, a dragon - a living dragon! - and flying on top of a large reptile. How had all this happened for literally half an hour?

Alesia never thought she would agree to ride a dragon without a second thought. She felt a little ashamed, for she had been so quick to give in to temptation and curiosity, forgetting all about safety. But that view... Definitely worth it.

Finally when they landed and Alesia felt the solid ground beneath her feet, she had to temper her excitement and have a serious talk with Farmer. About the dragon, mages and adventurers should know. No, no arguments. It is better to let the senior adventures be warned, for it could happen that seeing Farmer on a dragon could mistake them for an enemy or potential threat. This is for the safety of both the humans and the Farmer with the reptile. The girl sees that this beautiful creature is significantly intelligent and wishes no harm to anyone. Therefore, she will feel safer if Farmer, as a responsible adult, makes the right decision.

But until they notified the Order and the others, Alesia would be interested to hear how the Farmer was able to not only raise the dragon themself, but also hide their existence from the others for so long. And, if the Farmer and the dragon itself are okay with it, to repeat another flight. Because that's was fun.

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Magnus Rasmodius:

The Farmer couldn't have been happier when, after months of caring for the dragon eggs, they saw the first crack of the shell and a cute little scaly face emerge. One little flying lizard was followed by two more, and now the trio are chirping and flying merrily around their parent, already begging for attention and food.

What Farmer didn't know was that as the dragonlings hatched, a strong magical flow would come out of the eggs, which Magnus Rasmodius definitely felt.

Shocked at the unknown strong source of magic, the purple-haired wizard dropped everything he was doing and teleported to the Farmer's house. The magic that had broken through his barrier? But the barrier was still intact! Then what? An anomaly? A strong corrupting spirit? Ancient magic? And his apprentice is right at the epicentre! But while Magnus was filling his head with horrific scenes and preparing to recite the spell, teleporting straight into the living room of the Farmer's house, all his battle fervour deflated. And before Magnus's gaze was an unharmed Farmer, with three little dragons sitting on top of them, eating peach slices with gusto.

On the one hand, Magnus has an irresistible urge to smack himself on the forehead for having conjured up such scary scenes, when as an experienced magician he should always keep his composure. On the other hand, he really wants to scold the Farmer for another wild thing. His gut tells him that he has a very long report to write to the Ministry of Magic. He also needs a bottle of strong wine to get drunk and pass out after all this madness. Poor wizard is too tired to marvel at the very fact that dragons have been reborn. Maybe later...

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Camilla:

My oh my... And how come the Farmer didn't tell her, Camilla, about this wonderful pet that breathes fire and can fly in the sky? She's their best friend, isn't she? And friends always share secrets with each other.... How did the Farmer manage to raise such a marvellous beauty? Really? Hmm, interesting.

Some might rightly resent that the head witch of Castle Village treats a dangerous mythical creature like a cute poodle. Even the dragon owner themself might be surprised that she doesn't show the reaction that people usually have at the sight of a big and scary dragon.

But even it look like Camilla in her favourite way is not serious about everything, it is not true at all. Quite the opposite, she will always put her duty to protect the people of the Village above all else. But she is confident in her abilities, so just in case the Farmer's scaly friend wants to make a little mischief in her domain, she will make sure that the creature never wants to appear on the Continent of Galdora ever again. But enough of that!

Camilla will become a more frequent visitor to the Stardew Valley, because the witch certainly won't miss the opportunity to study such an interesting specimen. Camilla also has some of the rarest pets, and the witch would like to get a dragon as well. Ah, what a cutie!

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Dr. Aguar:

For a fortnight now, Aguar couldn't figure out why his body was tingling with magic like an annoying itch. For a fortnight he had been walking around irritated, unable to understand the source of this itch that was driving him crazy and preventing him from working in peace. It was only at the bus stop that Aguar realised that the closer he got to the farm, the stronger the tingling became. There's clearly something the strange Farmer is doing here.... Magnus had already mentioned that the youth had a magical gift, just like Aguar himself. But the former mage knows nothing much about the Farmer: not their motives, nothing. So Aguar wanted to find out what the Farmer does, and whether it has anything to do with this unbearable itch.

Before Dr. Aguar could even reach the porch of the Farmer's house, something blue flew out of the door at full speed, but he couldn't see it because of its speed. The Farmer ran out after it, calling to someone and waving their arms.

The thing stopped abruptly in mid-air and returned to the Farmer, wrapping their body around Farmer's right hand and growling merrily. The Farmer, barely out of breath, held their breath as they realised they had guests and that they could see the dragon. Aguar, on the other hand, crossed his arms and waited patiently for the Farmer to start the conversation themself.

So that's what it was...

A dragon, yes? And a dragon of the water element, Aguar's own element. Indeed, this little reptile was too young to control magic on its own. And the incessant flow of the same element's magic influenced the flow of the scientist's magic. Very interesting. That's what really caught Aguar's attention. He's really going to want to study the dragon. Oh, spirits, Farmer, there's no need to look at him as a bloodthirsty monster! He won't harm this little one.

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Mr. Qi:

"Congratulations to you, Farmer. Once again you managed to exceed my expectations when your tending to the eggs I left behind succeeded. I didn't doubt the success one bit, of course not. I hope you enjoy your new pets, they are truly wonderful. Also, I'll put it on a note, they are fruit-eaters, so treat your dragons to fresh fruit often. Especially melon, these dragons love it. I already know that, hehe. Good luck to you, child. I'll keep watching your progress. And always remember, the key to success is within you."

The Farmer would probably have been surprised by a letter from Mr. Qi..... But alas, the little flying reptiles accidentally burned the paper before the Farmer could open anything.

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bungiri · 9 months

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CASTLE VILLAGE HOTTIES IN MY STYLE LETS GAURRRR....who's ur fave ? 👁️

#stardew valley #stardew valley expanded #sdv #sve camilla #sve alesia #sve isaac #sve jadu #sve fanart #stardew valley expanded fanart #sve #my art 𓈒˚⭒#jadu was my fav to color and isaac was my fav to draw

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nimilla · 2 months

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Jadu | Nimi's SVE Portrait Edit!

Me love being silly with me second hubby! 🥰 I did what I thought was impossible; I drew a small Stardrop for Jadu's hat!

♡ Original:

♡ My edit!

Portraits credit to Poltergeister ♥️

#➷ Nimilla's Edit #Stardew Valley Expanded #SVE Jadu #Stardew Valley Expanded Jadu #stardew valley #SVE #SDV #Edit #SVE Edit #I can't wait to use this in my game huehuehue #If I ever decided to play with it again with SVE :P

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poxy-domain · 4 months

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patiently awaiting castle village drop .... og pic under the cut

#stardew valley #stardew valley expanded #sdv #sdv oc #stardew farmer #sve #stardew art #flash said it would drop later 2023... i crave jadu content CARNALLY...#jokes aside flash be giving us a whole ass game for absolutely 0 dollar and this i appreciate #still if 2.0 was delayed hope he posts something about that soon because bro hasnt posted anything public since november #other than sve updates of course

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wolflord02 · 4 months

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Gauntlet of Shame (Stardew Valley Expanded fic)

First time posting any fics in ages... based off of this post because this convo gave me a spike of inspiration and I couldn't help myself.

Warning: Mentions of cheating/infidelity, cruel and unusual punishment by the sexy witch lady Camilla (she is her own warning)

The farmer could have sworn they had a heart attack when they heard the angered voices of their lovers from the inside of Castle Village’s tavern as they stood at the door. Magnus, Camilla, Lance, Isaac, Jadu, and Alesia’s words were too muffled for the poor person to hear clearly, but it was plain as day that they were talking about them given that their name was mentioned more than once, alongside very… derogatory words.

They really should have expected this, given what happened when they tried dating the vast majority of the younger people of Pelican Town, how the men gave the newcomer the cold shoulder for a long while after that… but then again, the women welcomed them to their chatting session when they’d arrived with a lucky rabbit’s foot with them. The farmer remembered that they happened to have a rabbit’s foot with them… maybe this’ll go better than their gut told them?

They took in a deep breath and stuffed their hand into their pocket to hold the paw charm as they used their spare hand to push the door open.

Their heart dropped as they saw their partners glaring at them. “...Oh dear sweet Yoba…” they thought, feeling their very soul being pierced by the eyes of the most notable mages and adventurers of the village.

Jadu’s piercing violet eyes burned with anger as he spoke up. “Funny seeing you here, my dear. We were just talking about you,” he growled sarcastically, with a voice dripping with so much venom the farmer felt their entire body tense, ready to flee the situation at any opportunity like they were a cornered animal faced with a much stronger predator.

“You… After all this time, and all we’ve been through, I thought I’d finally found a partner I could actually trust… how fucking dare you show your face here knowing what you’ve done to me? To all of us!?” Isaac clenched his fists so hard, that the farmer thought he was about to tear his leather gloves in half.

Alesia didn’t need to say anything. She didn’t yell at them, nor did she give them the stink eye… in fact, she didn’t look at them at all. All she did was place an arm over Isaac’s shoulder to comfort the scarred warrior as much as she could.

“Have you come to find even more hearts to break, Farmer? Were the most famous and powerful of Castle Village not enough for you?” Magnus scowled, but behind the mask of anger, the farmer could see honest pain in the wizard’s eyes.

But no other gaze of disgust or hatred compared to the look Camilla gave the youth. She had a look that reeked of disapproval, pain, disappointment, and disgust so potent they could almost taste it on their desert-dry tongue.

“So, you thought you’d get away with all of… this?” Camilla said first with a sneer, gesturing to herself and the others surrounding the table where the group stood.

“I-I…” The farmer started, earning even more hateful stares, some even by other patrons which they hadn’t even noticed before. Some of the older adventurers gave disapproving looks as well, while the younger ones mostly snickered or whispered to one another. Even if the upstart managed to talk their way out of this, they would still have a horrible reputation in the village and far beyond… what have they done?

SLAM.

The farmer let out a shout of fear and nearly drew their sword when the door slammed behind them. They damn near jumped out of their skin, and their head snapped behind them at the source of the noise. Their eyes met with Lance, who had his hand against the back of the door with a more sour than usual cat-like leer. “Well? Care to explain to your lovers why you’ve chosen to betray us?” the pink-haired man said as he stepped towards them, looming over them like a tower as they struggled to think of anything to say.

“Ha! Did you honestly think a rabbit’s foot would save you? This trivial magic might work with the magicless, but this is child’s play here.” Camilla laughed as she took the item from the Farmer’s pocket. The farmer watched in dismay as the blonde woman held the paw in her hand, and lit it ablaze with no effort in the slightest.

“...Oh.” they whimpered pathetically as the burnt paw’s ashes fell to the wooden floor of the tavern.

“Well? Are you going to say something?”

The farmer froze under the penetrating gaze of their partners. They couldn’t say anything.

“...What are you going to do to me?”

They were only met with a grin from Camilla that made their skin crawl more than any monster could ever manage.

The farmer’s screams echoed through the Crimson Badlands. They ran through the vast sea of blazing sand, their bare feet burning in the desert sand while laughs and mocking cheers called to them. Camilla wasn’t entirely cruel when dishing out this punishment. She’d cast a spell on them that increased their defense to the point where a nuke couldn’t leave so much as a scratch on them, yet the sense of pain remained as they ran through the sandy hellscape, barely avoiding the swarms of monsters targeting them.

Normally, they’d be skillfully swinging their sword and cutting these swarms down with ease which made even the most seasoned adventurers jealous, but Camilla made sure that they were incapable of such a thing. Even though they still carried their weapons with them, it would be an utter waste of time trying to use them considering their attack was so low, they may as well be throwing pebbles like slingshot ammo, and swinging pencil-thin twigs as swords and daggers. It was a cruel punishment… but what would most people do, if given the power to use non-lethal, but oh-so-frightening means to get revenge on their cheating partner, especially if it was with so many others who were just as unaware as the rest?

Magnus chose to leave, seeing this as a childish and unnecessarily cruel way of disciplining the young adventurer. Meanwhile, the rest stayed to watch the chaos from Castle Village’s tall outer walls.

Childish or not, they all knew damn well that the farmer would never do this again, and none of their “lovers” would give them a chance to hurt them ever again, lest the next punishment include… harsher events. Maybe they would have the same punishment, but they’d be reduced to their underwear with even more bystanders watching on as the gauntlet of shame commenced…

However, there was a slim chance that they’d attempt to continue their relationship with any of them. …They weren’t that foolish… right?

#stardew valley #sve magnus #sve camilla #sve isaac #sve jadu #sve alesia #sve lance #stardew valley expanded #constructive criticism welcome #i really hope no one is out of character

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mazya · 2 years

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here they are, headcanons about my farmers (children) and their relationships with adventures

Athena and Orpheus respect (like their parents) Marlon, Gil and Magnus. In truth, they are to some extent replacing the parents that they have not seen from an early age. (I would write about them, but it will be too much for one time ahah). any complaints from these two are already joking that this isn't the first time this has happened.

With Camilla Athena is quite restrained and wary of relations with her, since she is not a very contact person with people like her. At that time, Orpheus communicates quite openly with her and i can say that they are on the same wavelength, despite that they are rare.

Athena sent Isaac to hell because he was not pleased with her brother. Of course, then there was a whole tirade from Marlon, but if necessary, she can do it again. Well, Orpheus.. he's just still hoping to build a relationship with him.

Aesia is the friendliest with Athena and Orpheus, as she understands that Athena just doesn't want her brother to get hurt.Most likely Orpheus is always a little shy around her because well .. she is so serious and stuff like that

Orpheus just likes to bully Lance sometimes because he obviously doesn't know modern slang and just "What? What is Cringe???" "Doesn't matter....cringe-man." Athena, on the first meeting with him, almost pierced him with a sword, because at the moment when she got to the top of the Mount Kohldur , she was ready to kill anyone (even if it was handsome from First Slash"). Of course, after some research and hiking in the Highlands , their relationship began to improve... in the closest relationship ahah

With Jadu (I hope everyone saw this nice man at the outpost) we can say that this couple is good friends with him, because they quite often intersect during the time when they are at the outpost. Since he is the only one who, at the first meeting, did not speak in riddles and don’t speak about they were not really adventurers

ok ok for now this is general but yes i want to actually write one shots because i have too many thoughts

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g0atmama · 6 months

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No Easy Answer

Isaac solves the mystery of the crystals popping up around the Badlands. But in doing so, only has more questions

Free Hearth AU, set while Hestia is still living in the Badlands

The crystals kept growing. Not in size, but in number. Yesterday there were five. Now there were seven more, arranged in a half circle. Jagged, spiked crystals that grew up out of the ground. They curved around each other, locking in ways unbelievable for a mineral to grow.

All Isaac could do was guard. He wasn't magic. He didn't have an ounce of it in his veins. All he could do was stand there watching for monsters while Jadu inspected the new growth.

"These appeared overnight." The mage repeated what they already knew.

Isaac looked over his shoulder. Looked at the splatters on the crystal. Deep purple crystals, with red and blue and green splattered on them. Some black, smeared like soot.

"Looks like a bunch of monsters died here. Trapped by the crystals and killed by something powerful. Something big."

"Yeah."

The two men kept their inspection. Until a roar in the distance signaled the rising of Apophis. Departing to the Outpost, making quick notes of what they found.

Another roar. Different. A different creature, and the sound of… what was that? It sounded like glass cracking. Jadu's attention turned towards the sound. Southwest, towards the wasteland of old bones.

A dragon. Smaller than Apophis, barely visible on the horizon. But there. He cast a spell- pushing his senses further. Letting him see clearer. The dragon blew fire at the shadow serpent's tail. Crystal formed around it, connecting to the ground.

This dragon was the source of the crystals.

He was about to call Isaac, excited to point it out, when the roar changed. Pain, he didn't need to know dragons to know a cry of pain.

Apophis had bitten it.

His mouth was massive around the poor dragon. It blasted something from its body, that sent shards of crystal through Apophis' jaw and skull. It crashed in the distance.

They had to help. This dragon had been fighting Apophis, there was no way it was dangerous. Well, it still could have been, but they had to help. Jadu moved back down the tower, grabbing a handful of potions and herbs. Things to help with magic.

Isaac stayed in the Outpost- Alesia wanted to get a look at the dragon. Someone had to stay. The two departed, searching through the Badlands for the beast. It shouldn’t have been so hard to find. A dragon that size, sure it wasn’t too big, but it was dark. And it probably had crystals glowing around it. So why couldn’t they find it?

At the Outpost, Isaac was greeted to a horrific sight. Watching from the top of the tower, he saw an adventurer stumbling closer. One he knew. One he cared about. The odd girl with purple hair- Hestia. She was cradling herself, covering only one of a dozen wounds across her torso. Her cloak was stained with blood and- were those crystals around the end of it? He shook off the thought.

He all but ran down the stairs to get the door open. To pull her inside the outpost and help her. Clothes ruined. They barely even covered her anymore, torn to shreds by… By a bite. But…? No. No, that was impossible. She could hardly stand. He sat her on a table.

Isaac had no magic. Not a drop of it in his blood. All he could do was treat and dress the wounds. They’d have to wait for Jadu to get back. Maybe Camilla. Maybe Lance. But these wounds were everywhere. Crossing her body, across her torso. One was terrifyingly close to her heart. But her bones were intact.

“I don’t… How?!” he asked what he meant to think aloud. The girl laughed painfully.

“There’s no easy answer for that.”

Isaac didn’t even try to hide the annoyed question from his expression. How? It should be easy, a spell, or a potion or-

“You’ve seen my crystals. Jadu saw me fighting.”

She’s the dragon. The dragon Jadu just ran out to help. The dragon that’s been leaving the massive crystals, the dragon that’s been corralling and destroying monsters left and right- at a pace even Camilla couldn’t keep up with. Constant battle, constant protection…

“But… why?”

#farmer hestia #free hearth #sve isaac #sve jadu

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befstronganof596293658 · 1 month

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Uz maršala Tita, junačkoga sina nas neće ni pakao smest'. Mi dižemo čelo, mi kročimo smjelo i čvrsto stiskamo pest. Rod prastari svi smo, a Goti mi nismo, Slavenstva smo drevnoga čest. Ko drukčije kaže, kleveće i laže, našu će osjetit' pest. Sve prste na ruci u jadu i muci Partizanska složila je svijest. Pa sad kad i treba, do sunca do neba, visoko mi dižemo pest

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justashamwithwastedpotential · 10 months

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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.

#oh sammy...#i don't know what I expected #I love that Lance didn't think for a second about using his magic to transform himself back #he was too distressed about being a worm #sve #stardew

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boinurmom13 · 6 months

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hey guys long time no see.

anyways.

sdv doodles + bo.

sorry i left the fandom for like… a bit. i got into undertale

but im tryna reteach myself to draw humans so i used my fav oc + sve characters to practice.

i cant tell if i e improvked

#sdv #stardew valley #sve #stardew valley expanded #art #sve lance #lance sve #sdv farmer #camilla sve #camilla stardew valley expanded #sve camilla #jadu sve #jadu sdv #jadu stardew valley expanded #sve jadu #okay thats all

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seharuuchan · 5 months

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Quick drawing of angy Jadu cause my stoopid butt thought his eyes turned white until a friend pointed out he was just looking at the right side

#stardew valley expanded #sve jadu #my art #digital art

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studentinpursuitofclouds · 6 months

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Random idea but imagine Camilla “accidentally” turned the farmer into a toddler. How would she react? more importantly, how would the Castle Village NPCs wod react???

Yeah, well... Even the greatest wizards and witches make mistakes, and today was the day the spirits didn't favor Camilla too much. Not that she's worried about the consequences, not really. After all, she's a very talented witch, and accidentally turning a young farmer into a toddler isn't something unfixable for her. It's just that the fact that Camilla didn't have time to hide the consequences of her failure in front of her colleagues (after all, it all happened in Magnus' tower) made the whole situation a bit more complicated, and they all started to panic and worry (quite a natural reaction). And Camilla had to listen to all the scolding from everyone before her colleagues would finally calm down and let her fix the situation in peace.

Naturally, Magnus was the first witness to the whole event. At first he didn't realize why there was some random kid sitting on the floor, who looked to be about three years old. However, when the old wizard discerns and recognizes the very similar features of the baby and sees Camilla's slightly nervous smile, a realization comes quickly. "What do you mean 'accidentally' turned them into a toddler?!" Camilla had to admit, she had never seen her coworker so angry before. Apparently, today really wasn't her day. However, Magnus' tirade immediately subsides if the loud swearing makes the little Farmer cry. So all he has to do is calm down and listen to Camilla's solution to the situation.

You can tell by the tired look on Jadu's face that he's definitely not getting paid enough for all this crap. Their meeting in the Stardew Valley is going to be a long one again, and the return to Castle Village will not be a quick one... again. The Farmer crying in the background, along with Magnus cursing, made an unbearable noise that added to Jadu's headache. It's not that he doesn't care about Farmer, he knows Camilla will quickly remedy the situation. Considering the head witch has done far stranger things, the accidental transformation story is like another Tuesday for Jadu. But at least he'll try to calm the Farmer down so they'll stop crying.

Unfortunately, the young wizard's attempts to calm the little Farmer were unsuccessful, so Jadu thought of nothing better than to hand Farmer to Isaac. The scarred adventurer was instantly freaked out, so much so that he didn't even argue with Jadu, and now he was holding the child in his arms and didn't know what to do. As if holding a fragile crystal vase, a confused Isaac glared at his other coworkers with a mute plea for help. How to hold them? Why are they still crying? Maybe they're hungry? Damn it, Jadu take the Farmer back! He's not a babysitter! What do you think he's supposed to do?

Taking pity on her coworker, Alesia gently took the baby from Isaac's arms, hearing him quietly thanking her for her help. The sniper smiled softly at them and began to gently rock the little Farmer in an effort to calm them down. And it worked. No one was quite sure if Alesia was experienced in taking care of kids or if it was her maternal instinct, but she did a great job and now Farmer had stopped crying and was only looking curiously at the people around them. She, by the way, was the one who had shushed Magnus when the purple-haired wizard wanted to start berating Camilla again. No one wanted to make Alesia angry, so everyone started talking quietly, which made Camilla smile.

While Magnus and Camilla were discussing more or less calmly about the solution to their problem, both of them didn't immediately notice that instead of crying, the tower was now filled with loud child's laughter. Lance could be thanked for that, as he decided to also help Alesia by showing the curious toddler a couple of magic spells. Lance had used such tricks to calm children many times before, and it worked every time. The gallant adventurer and the sniper smiled warmly at the happy little Farmer, and Jadu and Isaac were grateful for pink haired coworker, for laughter was much more pleasant to the ear than passing cries and screams.

#thanks for the ask!#stardew valley expanded #sve #sve jadu #sve lance #sve camilla #sve isaac #sve alesia #sve magnus #sdv wizard #sve headcanon

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bungiri · 10 months

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Hi! Can I request a Jadu doodle? Maybe just him reading books 😅 I just wanna see him in ur style <3

hellooo <3 here's ur jadu thank u for requesting him

he's such a cutie i can't wait to befriend him 😩🫶🏼

#his ass is not reading #stardew valley #stardew valley expanded #sve jadu #my art 𓈒˚⭒#bunnymail ⸝⸝ 💌 ★

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tortured-masterpiece · 5 months

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SVe (n)ove godine

Sad, dok sjedim u svojoj ludnici, sa svojim divnim budalama, koje mi ne žele nikakvo zlo, samo dobro od mene očekuju, prisjetim se da je večeras 31. decembra i da bih, k’o fol, trebao slaviti Novu godinu. S kim? S čim? Još nisam uveo praksu skrivanja piva u kereću kućicu, pa i ne skidajući se, opružim se po krevetu i sam sebi želim da mi 1999. bude bolja, puno bolja… i dumam o svim onim proteklim novogodišnjim noćima.

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1969.

Na novootvorenoj Skenderiji se održavao Rock-maraton, a ja sam, žgepče od četrnaest godina, kao Alisa u zemlji čuda, presretan što imam petohiljadarku u džepu, osjećaj slobode u srcu, praznio plastične čaše pive, slušao Čičke, gledao Širaza Muftića kako slika nekakav nadrealistički mural, “plesao” u disko-klubu, ponosno mahao svojom dugom kosom i bio usamljen u gomili. Ujutro – imaš šta vidjeti: snijeg je napadao više od metra. Od Skenderije do moje kuće (nekih petsto metara udaljene) trebalo mi je više od dva sata hoda kroz prtinu. Baka me je dočekala vrelim dlanovima na promrzlom licu: “Trebao si se javiti, brinuli smo se za tebe”; a djed je otfrknuo: “Nedostaje mi pet hiljada iz novčanika, znaš li ti, mali, šta o tome?” Sretna Vam Nova godina, bako i dedo!

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1970-1989.

Čini mi se da su sve bile iste: divlje pijanke po stanovima imućnijih roditelja, koji su za tu priliku otišli na Jahorinu, neizbježna ruska salata, škripavi gramofoni sa izgrebanim pločama, kratkotrajna dahtanja (“ma šta ti je, jesi ti lud”) u pokrajnim sobama, beskrajni telefonski pozivi u ponoć, svađe i mirenja, ljubavi i ljubomore, smrad ispovraćanih klozeta, kiselkasti vonj otvorenih, a neispijenih flaša vina, teški, junferski mamurluci, kokuzluk i depresija, jer svi će sad otići kući, a ja u Korzo, izljubiti se s konobaricom Radom, ona će narezati pečenja što je donijela iz Han-Pijeska, a ja ću kunjati u ćošku, sam… Sretna Ti Nova godina, Rado!

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1989.

Nema više prijepodnevnih pijanki, onih šupljih priča: “Ma, vala, ne ide mi se nigdje”, “Jebe mi se, svaki dan mi je Nova godina”, rastaljivanja za piće i mezu, svađe s pikanama, koliko da se potroši na alkohol, a koliko na ostala sranja… Oženjen sam čovjek, a prije jedanaest dana mi se rodila kćerka: nisam više sam! Sjedim pored kreveca svoje Nevene i duh ljubavi pritišće naš stan; svako malo se naginjem da je otkrijem ili da je pokrijem, samo da se uvjerim da je tu, da živi to malo biće koje me je napravilo tatom… Volio bih beskrajno voditi ljubav sa svojom ženom, ali ona, kao, još nije “zarasla” od poroda… Svejedno: Sretna Ti Nova godina, Nevena!

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1990.

Prije nekoliko dana sam kupio kravatu od svog prijatelja Nijaza Dizdarevića Bunje, a onda skontao da nemam uz šta da je nosim, pa sam bio primoran da kupim prvo odijelo u životu. Za novogodišnje veče sam bio gost na TV-u kanal 3. Upicanio se k’o lampa, odvratno trijezan: voditelj me provocira da pričam o svom “boemskom” životu (što znači o mom jadu i bijedi), a ja odgovaram da je sve to iza mene, da ja imam samo dva ženska bića na svijetu koje volim: ženu i kćerku. Kroz žutu, kao šlajm gustu, maglu se nestrpljivo vraćam kući i očekujem ženin komentar… Kaže da je prespavala. I opet zaspa. Stan mi je ukrašen kao Katedrala i ja čekam dvanaest sati da navijem pjesmu Johna Lennona: “We wish you Merry Christmas and Happy New Year…”, a Dijana se budi i njeno,

inače prelijepo, lice se ružni od zlovolje: “Moraš li uvijek izigravati budalu?” Najednom me ona ponosna kravata guši i pošto se, opet sam, sjargam u Dom pisaca, gdje me niko ne treba… Sretna ti Nova godina, Dijana!

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1991.

Nema podataka.

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1992.

Izbrisano iz sjećanja.

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1993.

Nije se imalo šta slaviti.

PARDEVILLE, WI, U.S. A, 1994.

Trebala je to biti Nova godina našeg Novog života, u Novom svijetu, ali, uprkos najboljim željama naših domaćina, Ivana i Marije Rabotski, biće to godina jednog klupka ljubavi i mržnje, koje će se odmotati do kraja. Iako sam, opet, sam: sretna vam Nova godina, Ivane i Marija.

DODGEVILLE, WI, U.S.A., 1995.

Moja Amerikanka je u petom mjesecu trudnoće. Dobili smo poziv od naših prijatelja, Nenada i Indire. Amerikanka se ibretila koliko možemo popiti, a bila i zavidna, jer za vrijeme trudnoće ona nije pila. Kad smo se, u rano jutro, vratili kući, vodili smo ljubav bjesomučno, baš kao da smo slutili da ćemo i ja i ona, uskoro, ostati sami. Sretna vam Nova godina, Nenade i Indira.

DODGEVILLE, WI, U.S.A., 1996.

Vraćam se s posla, iz fabrike: Nova godina je uveliko prošla – već je jedan sat po ponoći. Kuća nam je ukrašena kao Katedrala; ja vadim pivo iz fižidera, naginjem se nad krevet svoje kćerke Vesne i udišem njen slatki dah. Poljubio bih je, ali neću da joj remetim san. Sjedam u “living room” i tiho, tiho navijam ploču John Lennona: “We wish you Merry Christmas and Happy New Year…” Iz spavaće sobe se čuje: “Turn off the music, you maniac. I have to work tomorrow.” (“Ugasi muziku, manijače. Valja mi raditi sutra.”) Sretna ti Nova godina, Janette!

MADISON, WI, U.S.A. 1997.

Sjedim sam u sobi, slušam traku Indexa i sjećam se kako si mi jednom, kad sam te pitao zašto ih voliš, rekla: “Tata, kad slušam tvoje Indexe, ja sanjam u koloru.” Sretna Ti Nova godina, Vesna, sretno Ti sve, moj dragi, dragi Zeko…

SARAJEVO, BiH, 1999. Još se ne zna.

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