𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚊𝚖 𝙸𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚍

Hey there, Mousey! (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡

I saw your ask box is open, and I just couldn't resist the urge to send you a request. The way you write stories related to SDV and its mods is so captivating and reading them always brings me a sense of joy. Keep up the incredible work, and don't forget to take care of yourself.

Anywho, here is my request. Do you remember the assassin fanfic I requested before? The one about how the mages and adventurers react to the Farmer's past as a runaway assassin. Well, I thought it would be interesting to see how the RSV Bachelors & Bachelorettes would react if they discovered their spouse is a former assassin who now wants to lead a peaceful life with their younger sibling. I can just picture a funny idea that Farmer wanted to get away from anything related to assassin stuffs and they just suddenly married someone who is an assassin from The Cult, how ironic. Also, I'm thinking of maybe make the farmer as a female.

One more headcanon about Farmer as former assassin for you :3 Glad to see you again, and thanks for your kind words and for the ask! 💖

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Daia and Jio felt sorry for Farmer. Not only was her childhood taken away to teach her how to do dirty jobs, fight and kill (Daia knows better than anyone what it's like), but the bad guys did it too. Both cult members kill corrupt politics and monsters, and Farmer had to work for those worse than the monsters. This also explains to the grumpy elf how the simple farmer was able to masterfully deal with Gabriella's henchmen. Nevertheless, both admire Farmer's endurance and sacrifice for the sake of her siblings. Daia promises to help Farmer if the mafia members show up, and Jio promises himself that he'll stab the bastards in the neck with his katana.

Tears would start streaming down Ysabelle, Alissa, Flor and Irene's cheeks, and the girls would whimper quietly. How can people be so cruel and disgusting - intimidating a literal child, making them do nasty jobs, threatening her younger siblings if she start to protest. The girls' hearts are broken into a thousand shards, and they don't know what to do. Flor and Irene will silently hug Farmer as they continue to cry, and Ysabelle can calm herself down. All of yours will comfort Farmer and tell her that she's the best older sister for her younger siblings, for not abandoning them and fighting for their freedom and her own.

Blair, Faye and Maddie will also start crying, but loudly, kicking grass, empty soda cans - anything that gets under their feet, cursing bandits and mobs as hard as they can. Roaring and cursing (not at Farmer, of course), and when they run out of strength after the rage, the lab assistant and the fisherwoman throw themselves on Farmer's neck, sobbing. If the Farmer needs help, she can rely on her friends.

Fuck... Bryle knows Farmer! He was familiar with the case, as members of the mob had once tried to organize an assassination attempt on the Governor before. He wasn't working as a bodyguard at the time, but he had studied the gang and their past so there wouldn't be another assassination attempt. And he remembers there was a kid. It... was HER? Oh, Yoba, that's fucked up... He's sorry. No, he's not giving them up. Bryle realizes she was forced to do this. He's given fair warning tho, that if Farmer's past is revealed, his hands will be tied. But he promises to protect Farmer's siblings and help her through the situation as much he can.

Sean, Philip, Ian, and Jeric first thought Farmer was talking about her role as an 'assassin' in some TV show, and immediately got excited. Philip even started asking if it was from his favorite TV show, which was an adaptation of the comic book. But when Farmer explained that she was hiding from the real mafia, the smiles on all the men's faces fell instantly. How.. is this possible. Yoba, that's horrible... They're glad that Farmer was able to free herself from those bastards and save the siblings, but... What if the mafia members come here for revenge? They want to help Farmer, but none of these candidates know exactly how.

Paula, Kenneth, Shiro, and Corine listened intently to Farmer, from beginning to end, when it all started, how her parents were killed by mobs, and how she did the dirty jobs of criminals until her escape. After the story was over, each of them would hug them silently, comforting Farmer. Paulo and Corine are very combative personalities, and are ready to help in any way they can if one of the tourist who's visited the Valley, turns out to be their former "coworker", Kenneth as well. Shiro isn't too confident in his abilities due to his injury, but vows that he will protect her siblings just as he would protect his family.

Zayne is.. speechless. He's heard that the Republic Mafia is known for their cold-blooded methods and bribing important people (they even tried to bribe/intimidate his Grandfather once! With no luck). But this... Words cannot express to the future head of the Amethyne family how sorry he is for what happened to Farmer and her sisters/brothers. If the bandits show up here, then let Farmer feel free to ask Zayne for help. She and her siblings are to him as family, and whoever infringes on his family may regret bitterly... Everything will be legal, of course, or else he'll be no better those bandits.

June was familiar with members of the mafia. No, he didn't do business with them, nor did he intend to, but some of the mobs were fans of the music gang he was a member of. One had even had him play a solo at mob's birthday party, but only because the pianist was afraid of the mob's wrath if he refused. Luckily, he and his gang were able to move far away from them, and he's glad that Farmer was able to escape them too. He's afraid to even imagine what his friend had to go through to keep her siblings alive and save.

Kiarra and Anton nearly choked on air once the meaning of Farmer's words reached them. How? How did this even happen? Kiara would especially resent Farmer's parents for dragging their own family into a criminal organization. Anton, on the other hand, would stare silently into his mug of cider, not knowing how to react or how to comfort Farmer. They in no way blame Farmer and will offer a helping hand if she need help caring for her siblings.

I have now fully completed and acquired all the Special Items and Power books, had to look far and wide around the valley just to find the difficult ones. 😂✨

But I noticed the "???" thing and I'm curious what that is. Either it's part of the vanilla game or some mods I install.

Summary: Cerise jumps to the worst conclusion, unleashes fury, then realizes her mistake while Jio quietly revels in the chaos.

The farmhouse stood quiet in the late afternoon glow, bathed in soft amber light. A faint breeze stirred the curtains, carrying with it the distant hum of the forest. The stillness was only broken by the slow creak of the front door as Lance pushed it open, supporting Rosemary with one arm.

“Easy...” he murmured, glancing down at her. His obsidian purple eyes softened with concern.

“Tch. I’m fine.” Rosemary grumbled, though her pale features said otherwise. One hand pressed against her side, a dark stain seeping through her shirt. Her rose-red hair, usually vibrant, clung to her cheek with sweat.

“You took a hit from Apophis. You’re not fine.” Lance’s tone left no room for argument. He tightened his hold when she stumbled. “Come on, your room’s closer. You’ll be more comfortable there.”

Rosemary scowled but didn’t protest. The journey back from the Crimson Badlands had been rough. The encounter with Apophis had left her winded, the creature’s strike tearing through her defenses and leaving a gash along her hip. If Lance hadn’t been there... she shook the thought away.

As they entered the farmhouse, Rosemary glanced around. The place was quiet. Too quiet.

“Huh. Cerise isn’t here?” she muttered, wincing as she lowered herself onto the bed in her room.

“She must’ve gone out.” Lance said, fetching a roll of bandages and a bowl of water from the washstand. “We’ll get you patched up before she’s back.”

Rosemary lay back with a groan. “Just hurry up. I want to sleep after this.”

Lance knelt beside her, his hands deft but gentle. “Try not to move. This might sting.”

Meanwhile, outside the farmhouse...

The front door clicked open. Cerise stepped inside, brushing a strand of beige blond hair from her face. Her twilight-hued eyes swept the room, noting the faint scuffs on the floor, a sign of recent arrival.

“Rosie?” she called out.

A faint voice answered from down the hall.

“Hey, Sis! I’m here! Lance’s with me!”

Cerise raised a brow, slipping off her bonnet. So they’re back. A faint smile tugged at her lips. “Lance, you staying for dinner?”

“If it’s not too much trouble, then I accept. Thank you, Cerise.” came Lance's muffled reply.

Before Cerise could respond, the door behind her creaked. She turned and her expression softened immediately.

“Jio.”

The brooding figure stepped in, his dark attire blending with the farmhouse shadows. His green eyes held their usual quiet intensity, but his expression softened when he saw her. Without a word, he closed the distance, wrapping his arms around her waist with practiced ease.

“I missed you.” he murmured, voice low and warm.

Cerise chuckled, resting a hand on his chest. “You've literally seen me four hours ago.”

“Four hours is too long.”

A rare smile played at Cerise’s lips. “You're impossible.”

“I know.”

Their quiet moment lingered until Jio glanced toward the kitchen. “Need help with dinner?”

Cerise’s expression brightened. “I’d love that.”

An Hour Later...

The scent of a warm meal filled the farmhouse. The table was set. Cerise wiped her hands on a cloth, glancing at Jio, who was placing the last dish.

“I’ll get them.” she said, moving toward Rosemary’s room.

With her usual composed demeanor, she knocked on the door, voice calm but firm.

“Rosie. Lance. Dinner’s ready. If you don’t come out now, it’s going to get cold.”

Inside, Lance’s focused voice responded, “Hold still. I know what I’m doing.”

Rosemary’s sharp retort followed, “Easy for you to say! Just hurry up and finish already!”

Cerise paused. What?

Her brows furrowed as she leaned in.

“Ah—OW! Lance, gentle!”

“You could have told me it hurt there. I’m not a mind reader.”

Cerise’s eyes narrowed, suspicion prickling at the edges of her calm.

...The hell?

“I’ll do it myself!”, Rosemary snapped.

“Absolutely not." Lance said firmly. “You’ll mess it up. Lie down.”

Cerise froze. Her expression darkened.

Lie down?

“I still want to breathe when you’re done!” Rosemary growled.

“Relax. I’ve done this plenty of times. Trust me.” Lance’s teasing tone followed.

Cerise’s entire body stiffened.

“…What the actual—”

“Move your legs to the side. It’s hard to reach from this angle.” Lance murmured.

“Ugh… Fine. Just get in between—”

BAM!

The door SLAMMED open.

Cerise stood there, deadly aura radiating from her, twilight eyes sharp as blades.

“WHAT. THE. HELL. ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER, YOU—”

The room fell silent.

Lance blinked, still holding a roll of bandages. Rosemary sat on the bed, skirt slightly lifted to reveal the fresh bandage along her injured hip.

“…Cerise?”, Lance said slowly.

Rosemary tilted her head, confusion written all over her face. “Sis? Uh… you good?”

Cerise’s expression shifted from cold fury to blank realization. A faint blush touched her cheeks.

“…Oh.”

Without another word, she shut the door with a swift snap.

“Never mind. Dinner’s ready. Be out in five.”

Back in the Kitchen...

Jio glanced up from the plates, eyes narrowing slightly. “Everything alright?”

Cerise, face a mask of calm composure, poured herself tea. “Nope.”

Jio studied her for a moment. The corners of his mouth twitched. “You thought they were...?”

“Don’t.” Cerise’s voice remained flat, but the faintest flush on her cheeks betrayed her.

Jio let out a low chuckle. “You’re more overprotective than I thought.”

“Shut up.”

Meanwhile, in Rosemary’s Room...

Rosemary stared at the closed door. “What the hell was that about?”

Lance secured the final knot in the bandage, glancing at her with a teasing smile.

“Maybe she thought you were dying in here with all that noise.”

Rosemary groaned, flopping back onto the bed. “More like she thought you were killing me.”

Lance chuckled, brushing the strands from her face. “Her overprotectiveness is admirable. But I’ll have to work harder to prove I can handle you properly.”

Rosemary glared at him, cheeks flushing.

“Tch. Shut up.”

Later That Evening...

The air in the farmhouse kitchen had settled into a calm warmth as dinner finally commenced. The aroma of Cerise’s cooking filled the room, and soft clinks of cutlery echoed against the wooden walls. Rosemary sat at the table, pale but composed, her side wrapped in fresh bandages. Lance sat beside her, his movements calm and measured, occasionally glancing at her with quiet concern.

Cerise sat opposite them, maintaining her usual composed expression, though her eyes flicked to Lance every now and then—narrow, warning. Lance, for his part, met those looks with a steady gaze, though the tension in his shoulders suggested he felt the weight behind them.

Jio sat next to Cerise, his posture relaxed, arms folded across his chest as he watched the others eat. Every so often, he would glance at Cerise, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. The memory of what he’d overheard from the hallway still lingered.

Cerise, however, kept her face stoic. She reached for her cup of tea, raising it with practiced calm.

But then, Jio leaned closer, lowering his voice so only Cerise could hear, his smirk deepening.

“Quite the scene you made earlier.”

Cerise froze, the cup halting just before her lips. Slowly, she turned her head, her twilight-hued eyes narrowing with a sharp glint.

Jio’s shoulders trembled slightly—slightly—as if he were struggling to contain his amusement.

And that was all it took.

Jio stiffened, the smirk faltering as sharp pain flared in his thigh. Cerise’s hand, deceptively delicate in appearance, had clamped down with surprising strength beneath the table. Her nails pressed just enough to make her point without drawing attention.

Jio inhaled sharply through his nose, glancing down before giving Cerise a sideways look. But she only sipped her tea with perfect composure, not even glancing in his direction.

Lance and Rosemary continued eating in silence, pretending not to notice the exchange.

Jio exhaled a slow breath, a begrudging chuckle escaping. “Noted.”

The moment passed, leaving the room quiet again—at least for a while.

Then Cerise lowered her cup, eyes sharpening as she turned her gaze toward Rosemary.

“Now then.” she began, her tone calm but carrying an unmistakable edge. “Mind explaining to me why you’re injured, Rose?”

Rosemary, who had been focused on her food, stiffened.

“Uh...", She glanced at Lance briefly, hoping for some backup, but when she noticed the pointed stare Cerise was giving her, a bead of sweat rolled down her temple.

“Well, you see—”

“Rosemary.” Cerise’s voice dropped a note lower.

Rosemary groaned, slumping forward slightly but straightening up when she realized Cerise’s glare was only intensifying.

“Okay, okay! We had a little run-in with Apophis. It wasn’t a big deal—”

“Not a big deal?” Cerise repeated slowly, her eyes narrowing further.

Rosemary laughed nervously, scratching the back of her head. “I mean... it could’ve been worse?”

Cerise didn’t respond immediately. Instead, her sharp gaze shifted to Lance.

Lance, who had been quietly eating, paused mid-bite. He lowered his fork with deliberate care, meeting Cerise’s gaze head-on.

The room grew still.

Cerise’s look wasn’t just one of inquiry—it was a silent reminder, one that said: You were there. You let this happen. Explain.

Lance held her gaze for a moment longer before exhaling softly.

“The beast caught us by surprise. Rosemary fought well, but the wound wasn’t something we could avoid. I took care of it.”

Cerise’s eyes narrowed further, studying his expression for any sign of hesitation. Lance didn’t flinch.

After a long pause, Cerise leaned back in her chair.

“Hmph. I see.”

But the intensity of her gaze didn’t waver.

Rosemary, still pale, glanced between the two of them, feeling the tension rising again.

“Uh—C’mon, Sis. It’s not like Lance wanted me to get hurt.”

Cerise gave a slow blink, gaze lingering on Lance for a few seconds longer before finally shifting back to Rosemary.

“...Fine. But next time, be more careful.”

Rosemary sighed in relief. “Yeah, yeah. Got it.”

Jio, watching the whole exchange with mild amusement, glanced sideways at Cerise. The faintest trace of a smile lingered on his lips.

Cerise caught the look and, without missing a beat, gave him a subtle side-eye warning.

Jio chuckled under his breath.

The conversation shifted back to lighter topics, but an unspoken tension lingered. Cerise’s sharp gaze had delivered its message clearly—she would always be watching.

Lance returned to his meal in silence, his hand brushing lightly against Rosemary’s, a silent promise that next time, he would be ready.

A/N: After my playthrough with the new update of the Immersive Sebastian mod by maggplays, I got inspired to write this fanfic based on one of its cutscenes. And this is my made-up gift for not posting anything during Sebastian's birthday. This is a pretty lengthy fanfic. Enjoy!

Summary: Sebastian finds himself lost in memories of his time with his farmer. The experience proves to be both nostalgic and bittersweet, but ultimately serves as a reminder of the love and connection they share.

Sebastian stood in the snow-covered town square, watching the familiar, yet transformed scene of Pelican Town. The usually lively place was even more magical in winter, with every surface covered in a sparkling blanket of snow. Icicles dripped from the bare branches of the trees, and pine boughs were tied to the streetlights and garlands strung from the light poles. The air was crisp and cold, and the scent of pine and wood smoke mingled with the usual earthy smells of the town.

As the memories of the past year flashed through his mind, replaying like a film. He remembered the first time he had met Aleia, the new farmer who had moved into Pelican Town in the spring. He had been suspicious and dismissive of her, not expecting their relationship to mean much to him at the time but as the weeks went by, Sebastian's feelings towards Aleia had grown, without him even realizing it at first. He found himself looking forward to her visits to the carpenter shop, and they had developed a habit of chatting and spending time together during her "errands" around town.

Despite his usual stoicism, Sebastian found himself opening up to Aleia more and more as they spent time together. He started to trust her and look forward to their conversations, enjoying the sound of her voice and the way her eyes lit up when she talked about something she was passionate about.

In the summer, Sebastian realized that his feelings for Aleia were more than just casual friendship. He began to see her in a different light, and he couldn't ignore the flutter in his stomach when she smiled at him. Sebastian tried to push down his feelings, telling himself that it was just a phase and that he didn't want to ruin their friendship.

But as autumn arrived, Sebastian's feelings for Aleia only grew stronger. He found himself thinking about her constantly, missing her presence whenever she wasn't around. The thought of her being with someone else made him feel a burning jealousy that he couldn't ignore.

It was at this point that Sebastian knew he had to make a decision. He couldn't keep hiding his feelings any longer. But even with this realization, Sebastian still felt hesitant. How could he risk his friendship with Aleia on the chance that she might feel the same way?

Sebastian's heart raced as he tried to make sense of his conflicting emotions. He knew he couldn't keep avoiding the issue any longer, yet the thought of confessing his feelings to Aleia and potentially damaging their friendship was terrifying. He cared deeply for her, but he wasn't sure if his feelings were reciprocated, and the thought of putting their bond on the line made him feel nauseous.

In the end, by the time Sebastian gathered his courage and confessed his feelings to Aleia and to his surprise, she reciprocated. Aleia revealed that she was aware of his feelings but had chosen not to take the first step, wanting to give him time to open up on his own terms. Their mutual confession marked the beginning of their romantic relationship.

Sebastian's heart soared with relief and joy as he heard Aleia's response. He couldn't believe that his feelings were mutual, and that she had been patiently waiting for him all this time. The knowledge that she cared for him just as deeply as he did for her filled him with a sense of happiness and excitement for the future.

Over the next few weeks, Sebastian and Aleia continued to explore their newfound relationship. They spent more time together, going on romantic walks and spending cozy evenings at each other's homes. Sebastian found himself opening up to Aleia in ways he never had before, sharing his hopes and fears, and finding comfort in her steady presence. In turn, Aleia opened up to him as well, revealing parts of herself that she had kept hidden before.

Their relationship was not without its challenges, however. Sebastian still battled with his own insecurities and doubts, wondering if he was good enough for Aleia and if their relationship would last. Aleia on the other hand, struggled with her own demons, struggling to open up fully to Sebastian after having been hurt in the past. But they worked together to overcome these obstacles, communicating openly and working through their issues as a team. Through it all, their love for each other grew stronger and they supported each other through the difficult times. Sebastian found himself feeling more fulfilled and happy than he had ever been before, and Aleia felt a sense of safety and love that she had never experienced with anyone else. Their relationship was a true partnership, built on trust, understanding, and mutual respect. However, just as they were settling into their new relationship, Sebastian's thoughts turned to their future. He knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Aleia, and he couldn't help but wonder if marriage was in the cards for them someday.

One day, as they were lying in bed together, Sebastian gathered the courage to bring up the subject. "Babe." he said, taking her hand in his, "There's something I've been thinking about."

Aleia turned to look at him, her eyes soft and curious. "What is it?" she asked, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

Sebastian took a breath, trying to keep his voice steady. "I was just thinking...about us. About our future." He looked down at their intertwined hands, feeling a little nervous. "I know we've only been together for a few months, but I can't help but wonder...Do you ever think about us getting married someday?"

Aleia looked at him for a moment, her expression unreadable. Sebastian's heart raced as he waited for her response, wondering if he had rushed things by bringing up the topic of marriage. Finally, Aleia spoke up, her voice gentle but clear. "You know, I've been thinking about that too." she said, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I have to admit, the thought of being your wife someday...It's pretty appealing."

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat at her words, and a wide grin spread across his face. "Really?" he asked, not quite believing it. "You've thought about marrying me?"

Aleia laughed softly, poking him in the ribs. "Of course I have." she said, feigning offense. "What you think I'm not interested in being with you for the rest of my life?"

Sebastian chuckled, feeling a wave of relief and joy wash over him. "No, I just... I guess I wanted to make sure that we were on the same page." he said, bringing her hand to his lips and pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles. "Because I can't imagine my life without you."

Aleia smiled at him, her eyes shining with love. "Yoba, you're such a sap." she teased, but her tone was affectionate. "But me too. I can't imagine being with anyone else but you. So... yes, Sebby. I do think about us getting married someday."

Sebastian felt a wave of happiness wash over him at her words. He drew her closer, burying his face in her hair. "I'm so glad." he murmured, his voice muffled. "I was afraid you might think it was too soon to be talking about this stuff."

Aleia wrapped her arms around him, rubbing her hand up and down his back. "It's not too soon." she said firmly. "We may have only been together for a few months, but we've known each other for longer than that. And I know that I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

Sebastian closed his eyes, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have found someone like Aleia, who was willing to talk about their future together and was just as committed to their relationship as he was. "I love you." he whispered, hugging her tighter.

Aleia snuggled closer, resting her head on his chest. "I love you too." she replied, her voice soft and sweet. They lay there for a while in comfortable silence, basking in the warm glow of their feelings for each other and pondering the possibilities of their future together.

Sebastian stood outside, the rain drenching his hair and clothes. He walked towards the beach, his feet splashing through the wet sand. The tidepools shimmered in the distance, their shallow waters teeming with sea life, he noticed an old mariner standing in the rain.

"Ah, I can see it in yer eyes. There be someone special in yer heart. Just so happens I'm sellin' a mermaid pendant.", the old mariner said as Sebastian approaches him.

Sebastian's eyes fell on a small, shimmery necklace that caught his eye. It was a mermaid's pendant, its iridescent surface glinting in the dim light. He felt a surge of excitement as he looked at the pendant. He knew the legend behind it, and the fact that an old mariner was selling it at the beach seemed like a sign. Finally, he made up his mind and bought it.

As Sebastian made the purchase, the mariner gave him a knowing smile. "This is a special pendant, lad." he said, his voice gravelly but kind. "Give that to yer intended and they'll know exactly what you mean."

Sebastian felt a shiver run down his spine as the old mariner spoke. He knew that this pendant was meant for his lover, and the thought of giving it to her made his heart race with anticipation. He thanked the old mariner and tucked the pendant safely away in his pocket, the rain still falling around him.

Sebastian walked back towards his home, the sound of the rain and the sand under his feet the only sounds in the otherwise quiet night. He thought about how he would surprise Aleia with the pendant, and how he would ask her to marry him. The thought of proposing to her both thrilled and terrified him and he felt a mix of emotions stirring inside him.

As he reached the doorstep of his home, Sebastian took a deep breath and shook himself off, trying to dispel the rainwater from his hair and clothes. He reached into his pocket and felt the cool surface of the pendant, the weight of it a constant reminder of his decision to propose to Aleia.

He entered the house, his mind already racing with ideas for how to ask Aleia for her hand in marriage. But for now, he would keep the pendant hidden, and wait for the perfect moment to reveal it to her, with a determined expression, he hung up his wet jacket and prepared himself for the conversation they would soon be having.

The night was crystal clear, the stars twinkling in the velvety sky overhead. Sebastian and Aleia were on a night ride on Sebastian's motorcycle, the wind blowing through their hair as they rode through the valley. As they came to a stop at a secluded spot on a cliff overlooking the city, Aleia couldn't help but gasp at the view before them. The city lights were glowing in the distance, the colorful lights creating a dazzling display against the darkness of the night.

As Aleia stood there taking in the breathtaking view, she was so focused on the panorama before her that she didn't notice Sebastian sliding off the motorcycle and coming to stand beside her. It wasn't until she felt his hand on her arm that she turned to look at him, her eyes widening as she saw that he was kneeling down on one knee before her.

Sebastian's heart was pounding in his chest, and his palms were sweaty. He had been planning to ask Aleia to marry him for days, and now that the moment had finally arrived, he couldn't help the mixture of nerves and excitement coursing through his veins. He took a deep breath and looked up at her, their eyes meeting in the moonlight.

"Aleia." he began, his voice low and steady. "I have something important to ask you." He reached into his pocket and took out the small box containing the mermaid's pendant. "From the moment I first saw you, I knew that you were special. You brought a light and a joy into my life that I never thought I could have. And now, I want to ask you to share that light and joy with me for the rest of our lives."

Aleia's eyes widened as she saw the box in Sebastian's hand, and her heart began to race. She had suspected that Sebastian might propose soon, but she hadn't expected it to be so beautiful and romantic. As she listened to his words, a lump formed in her throat and tears pricked the corners of her eyes.

"Sebastian." she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "I...I don't know what to say. Yoba, you're making me cry." She laughed and sniffed, wiping away the tears that were starting to fall down her cheeks.

Sebastian chuckled softly, his own eyes misty as he opened the box to reveal the mermaid's pendant. "I've been thinking about this for a long time." he said, his voice cracking slightly. "And I know that there's no one else in the world that I want to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me, Aleia?"

Aleia could hardly believe that it was really happening. She looked at the pendant in the box, the iridescent surface shimmering in the moonlight. Tears streamed down her face as she nodded and said tearfully, "Yes! Yes, of course! I'll marry you, Sebastian!"

Sebastian's heart leaped with joy as he heard her words, and he felt a wave of relief and happiness wash over him. Carefully, he took the pendant out of the box and placed it around Aleia's neck, fastening it behind her. The pendant looked perfect against her skin, and Sebastian couldn't help but notice how it seemed to perfectly match the color of her eyes. The iridescent surface of the pendant mirrored the deep hue of her irises, and it looked as though the sea itself was captured within the gemstone.

"It's almost as beautiful as you.", Sebastian murmured, reaching up to touch the pendant. Aleia blushed and laughed, reaching up to touch the pendant herself. "You're such a sap." she teased, but her voice was full of love and tenderness.

They stood there for a few moments, admiring the pendant in the soft light of the stars. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Aleia, drawing her closer to him. "You know." he said, his voice low and tender, "I can't wait to call you my wife."

Aleia snuggled closer to him, feeling safe and loved in his embrace. "And I can't wait to call you my husband." she replied, her voice content and happy. They stood there for a while longer, enjoying the cool night air, the sound of the crickets, and the feeling of being in each others' arms.

Sebastian suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing that he was now standing at the altar, awaiting the arrival of his soon-to-be wife. He felt a brief moment of disorientation as his memories and the present moment collided in his mind, but his focus quickly shifted to the beautiful woman who was slowly making her way towards him. As Aleia walked down the aisle, looking radiant in her white wedding gown, Sebastian couldn't help but feel a wave of love and anticipation wash over him.

This was it, the moment he had been dreaming of for so long. He smiled warmly at Aleia as she reached the altar and took her place beside him, their eyes meeting and holding each other's gaze. Sebastian reached out and took her hand in his, feeling the smoothness of her skin and the gentle squeeze of her fingers against his. He couldn't believe that this was happening, that this beautiful, amazing woman was about to become his wife.

The ceremony began, and Sebastian tried to stay present in the moment, despite the rush of memories and emotions that still swirled in his mind. He listened to the officiant's words, his heart swelling with love for the woman next to him. He exchanged vows with Aleia, promising to love and cherish her for the rest of their lives. And as they both said "I do." Sebastian felt like he was truly beginning a new chapter in his life.

The ceremony ended, and Sebastian and Aleia were pronounced husband and wife. Sebastian couldn't help the tears that welled up in his eyes as he sealed their union with a kiss. The cheers and applause of their friends and family faded into the background as he lifted his new wife up into his arms and spun her around, her laughter filling his ears like music.

They both stood there, laughing and smiling at each other, surrounded by the cold, snowy landscape of the valley. Sebastian felt a sense of completeness and contentment that he had never experienced before. He knew that there would be challenges and difficulties in their future, but he also knew that as long as he had Aleia by his side, he could face anything that came their way. This was just the beginning of their journey together, and Sebastian couldn't wait to see what the future held.

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

When your Farmer is in a loving relationship with a Vanilla NPC and then you noticed an attractive NPC from an expansion mod. Now I, as the player, have this dilemma about whether I should divorce my character's husband, sacrifice my children, wipe my husband's memory of our relationship and hook up with this fine specimen. (๑•﹏•)

"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗽𝗮'𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿... "

I hope you're proud of me, Grandpa! 😔

(Finally! I finished the Mastery Cave. I find it hilarious that I still haven't finish Perfection but I finish this one. Need to complete the Monster Slayer one.)

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜

[This is a continuation for "Riddle Me This".]

Aleia: *crossing her arms and sitting back down on the couch with a huff* Anyway, speaking of mayo… I still don’t get why you refuse to acknowledge it as a good beverage.

Sebastian: *pauses mid-smirk, his grin fading as he stares at her, incredulous* You’re kidding me. We’re back to this?

Aleia: *nodding enthusiastically, leaning forward as if she’s about to give the speech of a lifetime* Listen, it’s creamy, it’s versatile, it has eggs for protein, and oil for energy! It’s basically a smoothie!

Sebastian: *groans loudly, dragging a hand down his face* Oh my gawd, please don’t call mayonnaise a smoothie.

Aleia: *completely ignoring him, gesturing animatedly* Think about it! If you mix it with a little lemon juice and maybe some herbs, boom! Gourmet drink! It could even be a café special, like 'Aleia’s Creamy Mayo Delight.'

Sebastian: *staring at her in sheer disbelief, slowly lowering himself into the chair, his head in his hands* Here we go again…

Aleia: *grinning now, clearly enjoying his misery* I mean, you’ve got people out there drinking celery juice and kale smoothies, but mayo gets slandered? Where’s the justice in that?

Sebastian: *looking up at her, deadpan* The justice is in basic human decency, Aleia. You can’t just go around advocating for mayonnaise as a drink. That’s not a personality trait; it’s a cry for help.

Aleia: *gasping dramatically, clutching her chest* A cry for help?! Wow, Sebby. That’s rich coming from someone who survives off coffee and instant noodles.

Sebastian: *crossing his arms, raising an eyebrow* Says the woman who drinks coffee like its water but coffee is a respectable beverage. Mayonnaise is... mayonnaise. It’s not even in the same league.

Aleia: *leaning forward, eyes glinting mischievously* Alright then, Mr. Respectable Beverage. How about a challenge? You try drinking mayo for a day, and I’ll-!

Sebastian: *cutting her off, holding up a hand* Absolutely not. I’d rather code for 24 hours straight than suffer through that nightmare.

Aleia: *pouting dramatically* Sebaaaastian, you’re no fun!

Sebastian: *smirking slightly, shaking his head* No, I’m just sane. There’s a difference.

Aleia: *grinning triumphantly* Fine. But one day, when mayo smoothies take the world by storm, you’ll be the one begging for forgiveness.

Sebastian: *snorts, leaning back in his chair* Yeah, sure. And when that happens, I’ll start calling you 'Chef Aleia, the Mayo Queen.'

Aleia: *smirking back, throwing another pillow at him* Deal! But don’t forget. Mayo is the future!

Sebastian: *catching the pillow and shaking his head, chuckling softly* And yet, somehow, I still love you.

Aleia: *grinning proudly* Of course you do. I’m adorable and revolutionary.

Sebastian: *sighing, resting his head in his hand* Adorable, yes. Revolutionary? Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, sweetheart.

Aleia: *laughing* Mark my words, Sebby. Mayo. Smoothies. 2030. You’ll see."

Sebastian: *leaning back, groaning dramatically* Someone save me before this actually happens.

Aleia groaned as Sebastian's hands began to wander under her shirt. "It's literally early in the morning, and you have to be "that" excited right now?"

Sebastian chuckled, his breath warm against her neck. "Can you blame me when I wake up next to you looking so... inviting."

I think I forgot to turn off the Spicy Version for this mod. This is based around these dialogues and I think its from Maggs Immersive Sebastian mod.

AYOOOOOOO SEBBY! 👀‼️

Pffftt and there's my character Aleia being dramatic. 🤭

✿✿𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚝𝚑 ✿✿

Sam and Yvonne's relationship progresses through various stages as the seasons change. In the fresh and vibrant spring, they share lighthearted moments and budding affection. As summer arrives, they spend more time together and grow closer, their bond deepening under the summer sun. As the leaves turn crisp and golden in the fall, they share intimate moments, their connection strengthening with the changing seasons. In the quiet, snowy winter, they find comfort and warmth in each other's company, their relationship reaching peaks of closeness and understanding.

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

𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝙾𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊

The sun is up high in the cloudless, brilliant blue sky, its warm rays kissing the white sand of the beach. The sound of gentle waves lapping against the shore mixes with a gentle breeze, creating a peaceful and perfect atmosphere. But there's something more. A rhythmic melody fills the air, its captivating notes drawing a small crowd of passersby.

Curious, people gather around the source of the music, their eyes locked on four young friends who are playing their musical instruments. Sam strums his guitar with skilled fingers, creating a mellow and resonant sound. Next to him, Sebastian passionately plays his keytar, adding a hint of modernity to the tune. Aleia's nimble hands move over the strings of her mini harp, producing a soft and delicate melody that intertwines with the others. And finally, Abigail plays her flute with a joyful expression, her sweet and high-pitched notes completing the harmony.

People listen intently, their faces lit up with appreciation and delight. The friends play with a natural and easy chemistry, as if the music flows through them like a second language. They move in sync, their eyes sometimes meeting and exchanging grins. The crowd is captivated by the beauty of their performance, and some even start to sway and clap along to the beat.

And as the last notes of their performance echo through the air, the friends let out sighs of contentment. They exchange smiles, their eyes sparkling with a mixture of satisfaction and pride. The crowd around them applauds enthusiastically, the sound mixed with the cheers and whistles of appreciation.

Mod: "Maggs Immersive Sebastian Dialogue and Custom Events Spicy or Sweet" & "Maggs Immersive Sam Romance Dialogue and Events (x)Spicy or Sweet 1.6" by @maggplays