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Anyway u can have a little harv as a treat :)!!!

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flu season

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hey stardew ppl wanna be friends (twitter is scaring me)

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dying in skull cavern while married to harvey is the funniest shit that can happen in this game. after you don’t show up for the return bus ride pam fights her way to the bottom with her bare hands and scrapes your corpse off the ground. she princess carries you to the clinic where your husband immediately has a nervous breakdown at the sight of your broken mangled carcass. pam leaves to go get a miller lite while harvey breaks down hysterically over your motionless body. 14 hours later you wake up and immediately fall on your ass off the hospital bed. harvey comes in and explains things to you perfectly calmly as if he hasnt just spent the past 12 hours delicately sewing his spouse’s bloodied body back together. he charges you $1000. it immediately goes back into your shared bank account

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Stardew Valley Text-Posts

Please reblog haha you’re so sexy

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yall….. smut warning minors eff off. this is so uncoordinated not even a fic just headcanons but i love me some harvey. my beefy soft kind husband ily….

harvey big dad bod beautifully rough looking man. he’s clumsy and shy and tall and his hair is thick under your fingers and he’s always warm. wears a lot of tank tops and those cute plaid pj bottoms strolling around the farmhouse in the early mornings barefooted cup of coffee in his hand and hair messy from you, from sleep, he cant recall. but he sits on the porch with your shared cat in his lap and the sun hits his lovely brown eyes and he leans back and takes a peak at you laying in bed from where he can see. can make out your arm hanging off the edge of the bed and your hair decorating the pillows and his heart flutters in his chest. loves his life now. loves you. has a habit of chewing on his glasses when he reads, still bites his nails from time to time. doesn’t like his toast without butter, can only bare the bitter taste of lemon tea when you put a dollop of honey in it.

harvey who walked on eggshells for far too long. kept his feelings so secluded you almost didn’t confess your own, will forever be thankful that you did. who cherishes the moonlight jellies - will always remember you pulling him to the other side of the dock, linking your pinky finger with his and not letting go. even as you sat down and dipped your legs into the glowing sea, held onto him while you giggled at the creatures dancing around your ankles, tickling at your skin. held onto him while he stared at you like a deer in headlights. like a man in love, who was beside himself, who couldn’t believe it when you pulled him close and asked so tenderly if you could kiss him. who would spend the rest of his life making it up to you.

harvey who growled at the taste of you. who ate you out day and night, leaving beard burn on the inside of your thighs and who cooed at your tainted skin, kissing the area as a silent apology. who looked up at you smiling - lips glistening with your slick. who’s big hands gripped at your hips, your waist, your neck, who kissed you every time he slid into your tight cunt. who moved slowly, knowing he was big enough that you needed a moment to adjust even after all your years together. who held both your wrists together with one hand above your head, kissing each finger matching the rhythm of his thrusts into you, who moaned with no shame at your begging “inside, please inside” when he told you he was close.

harvey who, every morning after would wake you with his fingertips tracing the curve of your shoulders. who leaned his face right down to yours until your noses touched, who whispered good morning and told you the birds were chirping your favourite song. who had a cup of tea waiting at your bedside table and coffee at his own. who regrettably had to leave for work - but read to you and ate with you and kissed you (and kissed you and kissed you) before he did. who always lingered at the front door - back towards the sunlight that shaped his frame in gold, who lingered and stared until you all but pushed him out into the garden, leaving him with the promise that fresh blueberries would be on the table when he came back to you.

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Harvey: So, Farmer, how would you describe your average daily meal?

Farmer: No.

Harvey: …I… I think you misunderstood. What do you eat-

Farmer: I don’t.

Harvey: …What do you mean you don’t?

Farmer: I just… don’t. I usually don’t feel the need to eat.

Harvey: Farmer, it’s a normal bodily function! You need nutrients, especially with a job like yours that requires so much physical labor!

Farmer: I can just sleep it off.

Harvey: Sleep it off?! When was the last time you’ve eaten?

Farmer:

Farmer: Uh…

Harvey: Farmer… When was the last time you’ve eaten? You must have had something, even if it’s just a snack.

Farmer: Well, I guess there was that bread I fished out of the saloon’s trash can.

Harvey: The saloon’s tra- Farmer, Farmer please tell me you’re joking?? You raise healthy crops and animals, enough to make your own balanced meals every day! And- you’re eating scraps?!

Farmer: Oh- Actually, sometimes when I’m fishing, I reel up some seaweed and algae. Three or four of those usually give me enough energy to last past midnight.

Harvey:

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Stardew Valley Text-Posts

Please reblog haha you’re so sexy

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SHUT UP THIS WAS SO WHOLESOME AND EVERYTHING TO ME AHHHHH!!!

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papa!simon is on my mind, so ask about olderbf!simon and papa!simon cause my asks are open and I'm being super generous--okay bye!

“My boobs hurt,” You whine, rubbing them over the fabric of your t-shirt. Simon watches you from the dining chair, Sitting with your daughter, trying to get her to finish her food. You were making yourself a mineral water mocktail while Simon drank his beer.

“I’ll massage them later,” He offers, which comes out more like a statement. “Eat,” he points to his daughter's half empty plate. She shakes her head, “No tv.” He raises a brow, “Don’t,” you chuckle. “Go babe,” You say, grabbing her plate and letting her run off to do god knows what in the living room. 

“She’s never gonna learn,” Simon sighs, watching his baby run around throwing her toys in the air, causing destruction. “That’s your fault.” you laugh. Simon gets up, clearing his plate, “I know,” he admits, rubbing your very swollen belly. 

“They’re gonna be worse!” he dips down to peck your stomach, “I’m gonna go change.” He says stretching. 

When he comes out to the living room, You on the couch and your Simon duplicate rolling around on the floor while her cartoons play in the background. “What are you doing, bug?” He gets on the floor also, laying on his back, letting his daughter roll around him, occasionally kicking his side or slapping him in the face accidentally. 

You were on your phone not paying attention to the two on the floor, Until it got quiet, Your daughter sitting on Simon's stomach while he laid on the floor, both of them staring at the tv. 

“You okay?” you say looking up from your phone. 

Simon looks at you, “Tv.” he mumbles and gets right back to it. You tap him with your foot, “Since she’s down, get her pigtails out.” He nods, swatting your foot away from his shoulder. 

He lifts her with so much ease, and takes the rubber bands from her out so easily and quickly, Playing with the warm honey curls that sit on top of her head, massaging her scalp a little. 

Simon sat on the floor with his back on the couch and your guy's daughter between his legs, he played with her hair, her big brown eyes getting droopy with sleep. 

“I need to give her a bath,” You whisper to Simon who was too invested in Mulan. “C’mon buggie, Bath and then we go to sleep.” You say reaching for her, She nods.

You bathe her, and get her under the covers in no less than 45 minutes. 

Simon holding her in his arms, rocking her back and forth just like he did when she was a newborn, “You sleepy buggie?” he mumbles to her, she nods her eyes closed and head on his shoulder, “Me too.” he sighs, placing his hand on top of her head, “Let’s make night-night.” He places her on her toddler bed, under five minutes she’s out, small snores leave her mouth. 

You stand at the edge of your bed rubbing your big belly while you watch Simon kiss her cheek and tuck the cover around her for the millionth time. 

RAHHHHH I NEED TO GIVE HIM A SOCCER TEAM----

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baby blue 💙

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hey y’all, I took a break (might still be on break) because I had seen soooo much dark content that I couldn’t filter thru no matter how I tried and idk I may come back but I’m not sure. I’m not sure what to do tbh.

#call of duty #cod #lambie’s thoughts #lambie blogs #lambie writes #lambie’s nonsense

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Johnny doesn’t let just anyone see his journal. Absolutely no one! But you? You’re his everything of course you can see it. He gives you a warning about the darker things he’s written and see in there. Gives you like a heads up or like a trigger warning type of heads up.

You run your fingers over each page and you’re in awe of his drawings and you can’t help but look over them over and over again.

You’re his partner. And I don’t mean on the battlefield or partner in crime. You’re his love. His everything.

And of course you signed your name in delicate cursive on one of the pages ❤️

#call of duty #cod #taskforce141 #john soap mactavish #soap #johnny soap mactavish x reader #gn!reader #drabbles #lambie writes #lambie’s thoughts

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Soap having a giant ass family means so much to me ❤️

Call of duty but Soap has a big and I mean big family that the rest of the 141 task force don't know about.

They just assume that it's only soap, his mother and sister as there are the only people Soap ever talks about and then are surprised when they're invited to a family reunion and soaps like "this is my mother and sister and over there are my aunt and uncles as well as grand parents and cousins as well as few nieces and nephews as well".

And though they're surprised they're much more surprised that they all get called family by all these people.

Price is the grandpa that while a bit out of date with the world is the one who teaches them the best ways to survive in it and get up stronger each time you fall time. He also has a few trauma induced jokes as well.

Gaz is that big friendly cuddle bear sibling who listens mostly to grandpa more then anyone else but is also mature enough to figure his own path out even though sometimes it seems like he's wading through deep waters.

Ghost is the one who's seen the most darkest places on earth and while seems like an arse doesn't want anyone else to go through what he did especially his teammates and more especially Johnny.

And they're all surprised when not even a single member of soaps family are afraid of them. Not even the two year old with smile just like soaps and dark raven hair who refuses to let go of ghosts leg.

#call of duty #cod #taskforce #soap #johnny soap mactavish

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