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the tower (rasmodius x reader angst)

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part 3 won't be up for a while (uni is keeping me busy) but hope you're all doing okay :)

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—the tower.

pairing: Rasmodius/Wizard x gn!ex-spouse reader

summary: Over the years, the valley has expanded. In need of some space for yourselves, Rasmodius begins constructing a tower for the two of you. As Rasmodius spends the better parts of spring and summer working on it, you can't help but notice the growing distance between you two.

cw: graphic depiction of cheating, nsfw hinted at but not explicit, cursing, lovers to enemies, angst

author's note: MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!! now that's out of the way, i hope you're all doing well. ik in the last part i said i was giving the wizard justice but things change. hope you guys enjoy this post 🫶 (part 2 of ??)

Well, if you absolutely had to put a pin in where exactly everything went wrong, it was probably the summer Rasmodias began building that blasted tower.

Having lived in the valley for seven beautiful years, the two of you had outgrown the cozy cabin. Just north of it, a small farm had been constructed. Your new neighbor was wonderful, just moving elsewhere from Pelican Town. She was full of warmth, kindness, and a strong love for animals. Though, Rasmodias and you could'nt deny that the constant baying of sheep, bleatings of goats, clucking of chickens, and the drawn out moos from her cows were getting to be too much.

So, Rasmodias began constructing your new home. While you were away at the Stardrop Saloon, serving and busting tables, your loving husband stacked stones and poured concrete. Rasmodias would work from dawn until dusk, with the old farmer sometimes joining him. A mixture of sweat, dirt, and dust would cling to Rasmodias as he trudged into the cottage. Sometimes, Rasmodias would bathe in the nearby river before he got home.

"To ease your mind, my love," he would say, gently pressing his lips to your foredhead. "The last thing you need to worry about his cleaning up after me, alright?"

When he did get home, you would be patiently waiting for him at the dinner table. He would take a few bites of dinner, wolfing whatever was in front of him, before he headed for bed. Sometimes he would make small talk if he wasn't too tired. Regardless of whether your husband was in the mood to talk or not, it wouldn't take long before you heard a gentle snore as you cleaned up.

This cycle would continue on for months, early spring beginning to turn into late summer. By then, you both were exhausted. Rasmodias, because of the tiring and nearly back-breaking labour that he subjected himself to everyday without a break. You, because you missed your husband, by Yoba. With every stone he stacked and brick he layed, you felt the distance in your relationship grow.

On the final day of constuction, your boss let you go home early. He knew how excited you were that Rasmodias was finishing up the last touches on your final home, as you had been talking about it more and more as the day came closer. When your boss gave you the go-ahead, you practically ran out the door of the saloon to go see your husband.

Naively, part of you thought the end of this construction would also mean the end of this tension. Rasmodias had grown distant over the last month. Work on the tower and his own research consumed his every waking thought. You had tried to snap him out of it, but instead had been snapped at. You kept reassuring yourself that this distance, strain, tension—whatever it was, it would to be over today.

So, maybe you ran a little too quick to reach the tower, your new home. In your excitement, your foot snagged on some tree's root, sending you hurtling down into the ground. Fortunately, you had landed in a bush without scratching yourself up too badly. However as you caught your breath, or at least tried to, you heard a familiar sound.

"Fuck," someone cursed, "fuck, you're so beautiful, Caroline."

You blinked. Truly, blinked. No, you desperately thought, no that can't be---

You heard a woman's moan and your head jerked to the sound. Just beyond this bush was a small pond with a quaint dock. A dock you, your neighbors, and Rasmodias would sometimes fish off of.

A dock that was poorly concealing your naked husband touching someone that was not you.

"Oh, Rasmodias," she moaned, the back of her green hair dipping into the water as your husband kissed along her neck. Your eyes grew wide as you watched his hands dip below the water.

Caroline, you realized in a shock. Caroline, a young girl who was married to the store clerk in town. Caroline, whose nails scratched into Rasmodias' back as she stared up dumbly into his eyes.

Caroline, who was fucking your husband.

For a moment, you weren't breathing. You were in total and complete shock, laying perfectly still in the bush. Your mind was still processing Rasmodius in the waters with Caroline, stuttering as you replayed the moment in your head over and over again. You only really snapped out of it when you saw movement at the edge of the dock, where Caroline was wringing her hair out as Rasmodias slipped his tunic on once more.

"You can't tell Pierre about this," Caroline said, caustiously.

Rasmodius chuckled. "I wasn't planning to."

"No, Razz, I mean it," Caroline snapped. "He's been watching me like a hawk lately. I had to make up some excuse about finding bait for the moonlight jellies so I could even leave the house today," she sighed. "Now I need to go beach-combing for kelp so Pierre doesn't figure it out."

He made an apologetic noise as he pulled up his pants. Rasmodias then cast a look over his shoulder, "I'll see you tonight at the festival, right?"

She bit her lip. "Razz, I don't---"

"We can sneak away," he interuppted. "They wouldn't even notice, Caroline. Just think about it. Me, you, completely buck---"

"I don't want to see you, again," she spat out. "I can't endanger my marriage anymore. I love Pierre, Rasmodias," she turned away. "I'm sorry. Goodbye."

Rasmodias and you watched as she stormed away, furiosuly wiping away tears and shoving innocent leaves out of the way. You turned your head to Rasmodias and stared at the back of his head. His shoulders slumped immidietly and he buried his head in his hands. When he began to weep, a part of your heart panged with sympathy.

The other part?

A complete, overwhelming, and consuming desire for revenge.

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—where did it all go wrong?

pairing: Rasmodius/Wizard x gn!ex-spouse reader

summary: Rasmodius is in dire need of his magic ink and requested the farmer to retrive some from his bannished ex-spouse. But before they even go into the cave, Rasmodius takes a trip down memory lane.

cw: brief mentions of seperation, angst, friends to lovers, lovers to enemies, spoilers for Dark Talisman quest

author's note: first post, yay! crazy that this is how i'm starting my blog out, but at the same time someone had to give the wizard justice after the new bachelor announcement. hope you guys enjoy the first part of this (mini) multipart series 🫶 (part 1 of ??)

Rasmodius stood outside the cave by the train tracks. He stared at the house on its stilt-like legs, claws rooted in the dirt. Within the box, Rasmodias heard the odd-clicking sound of the mechanism furiously working. For years, it sealed the entrance to that dreaded cave, working restlessly without end. Now, Rasmodius was dismantling everything he had worked so hard for. All for some magic ink.

The farmer joined him. Although Rasmodius had briefly explained the situation—all of the magic ink-related bits of course—his mind was still elsewhere.

"Have I ever told you I used to be married?" he asked.

Truthfully, he knew the answer already. Rasmodius was, naturally, a quiet person. Combined with his few excursions from the tower over the years and the fact that the people of Pelican Town still exclusively referred to him as the "Wizard," Rasmodias kept to himself even more. It would be quite shocking if any of the residents even remembered he was married. Well, all but one.

He continued, "Strange, I know, for a man like me. But it's true. My spouse and I were together for many years, until... until I made a mistake that drove them away."

Rasmodias saw a flash of concern on the farmer's face, but the wizard only bristled and turned away. Away from the seal that had trapped his ex-spouse all these years, in the name of "protecting" the valley.

Away from his present, and into his past.

They met in school.

Rasmodias was part of a new wave of elemental wizards, dutifully taking apart previous schools of thought in magic and constructing them into something entirely novel. He was thought of as a revolutionary. Though more often than not, his nose was bound to be buried in some ancient text as he continued his studies. During exam week, he would practically camp in the library, stocking up on water and snacks only when he deemed necessary.

Of course, the only thing that could pull him away from those dusty books was you.

You. Stunning, brilliant, and so incredibly astonishing you. You, who was one of the many students of the school of illusion. Who was just as studious as you were kind and wonderful.

Your name alone would whip Rasmodias' head up and straighten his posture, much to his distaste as his friend continued to tease him. But could anyone blame him? To Rasmodias, you were the very thing that grounded him back to reality.

Fortunately, the two of you grew closer and closer before graduation. Going from peers, to classmates, then friends, and finally into a pair of lovestruck twenty-somethings who were attached at the hip. Rasmodias presented a mermaid pendant to you on your graduation night, and the rest of your lives soon unfolded.

Moving to Pelican Town to pursue a new lead in Rasmodias' research. Building a small cottage together by the river, painting your cozy home in the blazing summer heat. Getting to know some of the locals, including the farmer north of your home, who welcomed the two of you newcomers with open arms. Gradually, you would venture into town and find a job as a server at the local saloon. You always told Rasmodias you did the job because you liked it, even if it wasn't what you had studied for.

And you would come home telling Rasmodias all about the gossip of Pelican Town. The "who likes who," "he said, she said," and all the other small, rural town gossip that you could get your hands on. Rasmodias would never admit it, but he was just as interested in it, too.

The two of you would lie in bed, his hand carefully tracing patterns into your back as you recounted your day. Sometimes he would murmur or hum in response to you, as he was, admittedly, very tired and more concentrated on the patterns he wrote on you. It would be years before you realized he was writing "I love you" over and over in elemental. By then, though, it had been too late.

Where did it all go wrong? he thought.

Unbeknownst to him, you were slumped against your wall in that blasted hut you now called home, thinking the same thing.

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would anyone be interested in a multi-part rasmodias (wizard) x reader fic in these trying times ?

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hey, for those that were interested:

it's up :)

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—where did it all go wrong?

pairing: Rasmodius/Wizard x gn!ex-spouse reader

summary: Rasmodius is in dire need of his magic ink and requested the farmer to retrive some from his bannished ex-spouse. But before they even go into the cave, Rasmodius takes a trip down memory lane.

cw: brief mentions of seperation, angst, friends to lovers, lovers to enemies, spoilers for Dark Talisman quest

author's note: first post, yay! crazy that this is how i'm starting my blog out, but at the same time someone had to give the wizard justice after the new bachelor announcement. hope you guys enjoy the first part of this (mini) multipart series 🫶 (part 1 of ??)

Rasmodius stood outside the cave by the train tracks. He stared at the house on its stilt-like legs, claws rooted in the dirt. Within the box, Rasmodias heard the odd-clicking sound of the mechanism furiously working. For years, it sealed the entrance to that dreaded cave, working restlessly without end. Now, Rasmodius was dismantling everything he had worked so hard for. All for some magic ink.

The farmer joined him. Although Rasmodius had briefly explained the situation—all of the magic ink-related bits of course—his mind was still elsewhere.

"Have I ever told you I used to be married?" he asked.

Truthfully, he knew the answer already. Rasmodius was, naturally, a quiet person. Combined with his few excursions from the tower over the years and the fact that the people of Pelican Town still exclusively referred to him as the "Wizard," Rasmodias kept to himself even more. It would be quite shocking if any of the residents even remembered he was married. Well, all but one.

He continued, "Strange, I know, for a man like me. But it's true. My spouse and I were together for many years, until... until I made a mistake that drove them away."

Rasmodias saw a flash of concern on the farmer's face, but the wizard only bristled and turned away. Away from the seal that had trapped his ex-spouse all these years, in the name of "protecting" the valley.

Away from his present, and into his past.

They met in school.

Rasmodias was part of a new wave of elemental wizards, dutifully taking apart previous schools of thought in magic and constructing them into something entirely novel. He was thought of as a revolutionary. Though more often than not, his nose was bound to be buried in some ancient text as he continued his studies. During exam week, he would practically camp in the library, stocking up on water and snacks only when he deemed necessary.

Of course, the only thing that could pull him away from those dusty books was you.

You. Stunning, brilliant, and so incredibly astonishing you. You, who was one of the many students of the school of illusion. Who was just as studious as you were kind and wonderful.

Your name alone would whip Rasmodias' head up and straighten his posture, much to his distaste as his friend continued to tease him. But could anyone blame him? To Rasmodias, you were the very thing that grounded him back to reality.

Fortunately, the two of you grew closer and closer before graduation. Going from peers, to classmates, then friends, and finally into a pair of lovestruck twenty-somethings who were attached at the hip. Rasmodias presented a mermaid pendant to you on your graduation night, and the rest of your lives soon unfolded.

Moving to Pelican Town to pursue a new lead in Rasmodias' research. Building a small cottage together by the river, painting your cozy home in the blazing summer heat. Getting to know some of the locals, including the farmer north of your home, who welcomed the two of you newcomers with open arms. Gradually, you would venture into town and find a job as a server at the local saloon. You always told Rasmodias you did the job because you liked it, even if it wasn't what you had studied for.

And you would come home telling Rasmodias all about the gossip of Pelican Town. The "who likes who," "he said, she said," and all the other small, rural town gossip that you could get your hands on. Rasmodias would never admit it, but he was just as interested in it, too.

The two of you would lie in bed, his hand carefully tracing patterns into your back as you recounted your day. Sometimes he would murmur or hum in response to you, as he was, admittedly, very tired and more concentrated on the patterns he wrote on you. It would be years before you realized he was writing "I love you" over and over in elemental. By then, though, it had been too late.

Where did it all go wrong? he thought.

Unbeknownst to him, you were slumped against your wall in that blasted hut you now called home, thinking the same thing.

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would anyone be interested in a multi-part rasmodias (wizard) x reader fic in these trying times ?

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hey! i'm sky :)

19 year old university student - writer, reader, baker and crocheter - lover of all things superhero, video games, and animation. favorite things: anything brown/yellow/blue, mangos, french vanilla coffee, stardew valley, most (if not everything) DC comics animated, baking gifts for friends, and the cranberries

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created: feb. 13, 2026

last updated: mar. 19, 2026

total works: 2

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STARDEW VALLEY

where did it all go wrong? (rasmodius x reader angst)

the tower (rasmodius x reader angst)