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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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My Sebastian drabbles have been the most popular, so the 29th is another for you Seb stans! Idk why I always write him as pining but it is what it is I guess lol.
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29. Smoke (Sebastian x GN!Farmer)
A trickle of smoke arose from the tip of his still-smoldering cigarette, resting in the ashtray the farmer had given him as a Winter Star present. They’d made it, they had told him proudly at the Feast, as he’d unwrapped it, the ceramic frog staring cheerfully back at him amidst the festive tissue paper. He’d been speechless. No one had ever given him such a thoughtful, personalized gift for the town’s secret gift exchange. Sebastian thought amusedly back to the year Gus had presented him with a complete breakfast, not realizing Sebastian hated eggs.
The farmer was different, though. They were observant and thoughtful and generous. The longer Sebastian thought about it, the more positive attributes he could name. He sat in front of his bedroom window, cracked just enough to let the smoke out into the frigid night, lost in thought. The distant barking of one of the farmer’s herding dogs snapped him out of his trance. Stubbing out the cigarette, he stood and tugged his heavy, black coat on resolutely, dressing himself for the freezing trek down to the farm to tell the farmer how he felt.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Once again, apologies for the delay. I am, apparently, very bad at sticking to schedules when I don't get paid to. Who knew?
Anyway, getting caught up (finishing out the month) today and tomorrow.
For December 27th, a fluffy lil thing feat. Shane & Jas!
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27. Snowman (Jas, Shane x GN!Farmer)
“What kind of snowman should I make, (Y/N)?” Jas asked eagerly, practically vibrating with excitement in the snowy clearing in front of the ranch.
You hummed thoughtfully, drawing out the process for Jas’ benefit. “Maybe a space snowman?” you offered. “With antennae and goggles for the eyes!”
Jas’ own eyes widened as you spoke, nodding vehemently with your suggestion. “I’ll go get the goggles!” she exclaimed before bounding back through the front door to fetch materials. She bounced past Shane as he stepped outside, striding towards you with a grin.
“She seems excited,” he chuckled, wrapping you in his arms. You snuggled into the crook of his neck, pressing your cold nose against his skin as he shivered and squirmed in your grasp.
“Help us finish this snowman so we can convince her to come inside, and I can get warm?” you begged, shooting him your best puppy dog eyes.
He caved immediately, never able to resist your pleading for long. “Alright, alright,” he grumbled, “but you might have to bribe her with hot chocolate.”
“Deal!”
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Another NSFW-ish drabble, this time feat. Elliott! More of a teaser-y vibe, tho, because I wanted to keep this one short and sweet.
Below the cut, 'cause, you know, ~ i n n u e n d o ~. Please DNI with this content if you are under the age of 18!
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24. Ribbons (NSFW; Elliott x Fem!Farmer)
A shiver crawled up your spine as Elliott’s fingers ghosted over the curve of your breast. His eyes lingered over the red ribbons adorning your lingerie, purchased specifically with him in mind. His lips found purchase on your neck, just below your ear, and a growl rumbled up through his chest.
“My, what a pretty present you make for me, my dear,” he groaned, grinding his hips hard at your core as your breath hitched in anticipation.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Some scantily-clad Haley for December 13! Heh.
This one is not not safe for work, but it's like... approaching that. 😅
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13. Pajamas (Haley x GN!Farmer)
"You know, that's not what I meant when I said Winter Star pajamas," you started, biting back a grin, "but I do like the way you think." Your gaze traveled down and then back up Haley's curves, catching only briefly on the skimpy, dark green velvet that barely passed as lingerie. You pulled yourself off the bed, feeling graceless and unsophisticated in your baggy flannel PJs. But before you could overthink too much, Haley grabbed your hand and pulled you close, her lips electrifying as they landed on yours. There was something about the way she moved around you that made you feel beautiful. As though she made you glorious by sheer proximity.
"I knew what you meant," she murmured, her face nuzzling into your neck, "but I thought you might like these more." You felt the smile dancing on her lips as they grazed your neck and you shivered, eager for the night to come.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Harvey for December 16.
Y'all, this is some self-indulgent shit because Harvey is my absolute fave.
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16. Coffee (Harvey x GN!Farmer)
The crunching of icy snow under your boots disturbed the otherwise still morning. It was too cold and too early for anyone other than a lovestruck fool. As the ground shifted from compacted snow to the clear cobblestones of the town square, a shiver climbed up your spine. The cups of coffee in each hand were doing little to warm the chill everywhere else. Your lips and the tip of your nose were numb and some sappy part of you hoped he would whisk you inside and kiss away the cold. 
All too soon, you found you’d arrived at your destination. Dim lights were on inside, so you shifted one of the cups to the crook of your arm and knocked lightly. Only moments later, the door swung wide, Harvey standing sleepily just an arm’s length away. His eyes widened at the sight of you, his gaze traveling from your windburned cheeks to the coffees in your grasp. His moustache twitched as his lips pulled into a small smile. 
“Let’s get you out of the cold,” he proposed, his voice still rich with sleep. He pulled you into the warmth, closing the door firmly against the winter behind you.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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December 18th!
This one's self-indulgent, because I just can't help myself when it comes to Elliott. Also, I know this is short, but I was writing in a hurry, so apologies for any mistakes, as this is less beta'd than my usual work!
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18. Wine (Elliott x GN!Farmer)
The warmth of Elliott's laughter wrapped around you in the near-empty Saloon, a half-drunk bottle of wine on the table between you. The grass green of his eyes were unfocused, lost in the past as he regaled you with tales of his childhood, and you took the opportunity to study him, relishing in the way his hair waved gently over his shoulders. You sighed, ever captivated by his beauty.
That small sigh was enough to pull him from his reverie and his eyes focused deliberately on yours. You could see the edges of the smile he was holding back.
"Am I boring you, my dear?" he asked, and you felt your eyes widen in horror.
"No! Not at all!” you exclaim. “I – I was just…” the liquid courage bolstered you as you thought, fuck it. “I was just… admiring you.”
His brow furrowed momentarily and damn it if he wasn’t attractive even in his confusion. His gaze was suddenly sharp on yours, questioning.
Your heart rate had started to pick up, so you grabbed the bottle between you and you took a swig, determined to get this out.
“I don’t know if you know this,” you exhale, studying the wood grain of the table intently. “But you are very beautiful.” You paused and time crawled with his silence, although realistically, it had probably only been seconds before you spoke again. “And I think I might be in love with you.”
You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, the alcohol making your tongue far freer than your eyes, apparently.
You could feel your insecurity rising, a darkness borne out of the pit of your stomach; its progress was stopped abruptly by the shock of Elliott’s hand pressed over yours.
You hazarded a glance up at him, to find him grinning, his lips just parting to speak.
“I could say the same about you.”
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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And on the sixth day... Harvey!
Harvey is my fave, hands down. I will literally start a save file with the intention of romancing someone else, and then still somehow wind up with the nerdy soft doc. Anyway, here's a soft slice-of-life snippet!
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6. Socks (Harvey x Fem!Farmer)
Harvey sighed contentedly, closing the door quietly behind him. Winter was such a busy season for him; every day was a relief to come home to the calm of the farmhouse. He glanced over at the living room as he set his bag down, pausing to marvel at the beauty of his life: his lovely farmer curled up on the couch, sleeping peacefully as the amber firelight danced on her skin, her fuzzy red socks peeking out from under the blanket; and his son, brown hair tousled, wearing matching socks and thermal pajamas, curled up in his mother's embrace.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Shane doesn't really do it for me, but there's something about FamilyMan!Shane that I'm more okay with. Day 9!
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9. Tree (Shane x Fem!Reader)
“Shane, honey, please be careful,” you begged as your husband single-handedly hauled the Winter Star tree into the living room. You rested a hand on your considerable baby bump, a little annoyed that he refused to let you help. He grunted as he shifted the tree further over his shoulder, the muscles in his arms straining deliciously against his hoodie. As he finally dropped the tree into place, he smiled triumphantly and pulled you into a gleeful kiss. Your fingers automatically threaded into his hair, only to get caught.
You giggled against his lips. “Um – you have sap in your hair.”
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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For Day 10, Alex!
Went way over my ~self-imposed~ word limit on this one cause I thought it was cute and didn't want to cut it down. So, you know, happy holidays to those Alex lovers lol.
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10. Snowflake (Alex x GN!Farmer)
The tendrils of steam that rose from the heated pool to caress your face lulled you into a delicious drowsiness. But the slamming of the heavy metal door towards the front of the spa told you it was time to go. You pulled yourself free of the water and made your way to the locker room, drying off and redressing quickly. Not wanting to overheat in the muggy air, you dragged your heavy overcoat and knitted cap with you to the front room, beginning to pull them on as you approached the main door, sighing heavily at the sound of the whipping winter wind howling outside.
Fully swathed in your winter clothes again, you pushed against the door and promptly stumbled forward as it swung open more easily than you had anticipated. A very flustered looking Alex, however, was quick to catch you before your face could hit the icy ground. You glanced up at him with an embarrassed grimace as you straightened yourself, his arms lingering at your sides. His signature smirk played over his lips as a heated flush crept up your chest beneath your layers, but there was something more genuine there too. The two of you lingered over the threshold, the door to the spa still hanging open behind Alex. Your breath caught as his hand traveled up towards your face; time seemed to slow as his fingers gently grasped the lock of hair beside your face.
"Snowflake," he said quietly, his voice almost eclipsed by the wind. He dropped his hand and you saw the melted droplets on his fingers, evidence of the flurries in your hair.
Before you could respond, he had released you, stepping away from you and into the warmth of the spa. You stood there, stunned into silence at how close he had been to you, how quickly he had moved away.
"I think that's what I'll call you from now on," he commented, before tossing you a purposeful wink and making his way towards the men's locker room, leaving you standing in the open doorway, slightly mesmerized and wondering what you were supposed to do with that information.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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December 15: Sebastian pines hehe.
The Night Market is one of my favorite things in the game, tbh.
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15. Night Market (Sebastian x GN!Farmer)
The scent of cinnamon and coffee wafted on the chilly sea breeze. The aging dock creaked beneath your feet, but your eyes, wide with the wonder of your first Night Market, glimmered with the reflection of the bright violet lights strung along the moored boats, bobbing gently in the water. Your gaze darted eagerly between bolts of vibrant fabrics and vials of exotic spices.  
Sebastian couldn’t help but stare, at the way the breeze plucked at your hair, the way the frigid air turned your nose pink. He gulped, steeling himself, before navigating the crowd towards you, determined to finally ask you out.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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And on December 4th, we have our first NSFW drabble, featuring Sebastian!
I'm not super into Sebastian, but a lot of other people really are, so here ya go! Since this has some - ahem - smutty adult content, you can find it below the cut! Please DNI with this content if you are under the age of 18!
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4. Fireplace (NSFW; Sebastian x Fem!Farmer)
Golden light flooded the old wooden floors in front of the fireplace, a bulwark against the frigid cold outside. Your breath caught in your throat as you gazed down, studying the way the amber glow flickered over Sebastian’s pale skin. You only had a moment though, before his hips were moving, braced on either side by your bare thighs. A heated groan crawled up your throat as he pulled you, his hands digging into your hips with bruising strength, further down onto his cock, filling you completely. You sighed in pleasure, a warmth spreading inside you, beyond the reach of the fire’s heat, as winter raged beyond the walls of your farmhouse.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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And on the 3rd day of December... Elliott!
I thought he was so pompous when I first started playing, but then he grew on me and I read some great fanfiction that made me love his character.
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3. Mistletoe (Elliott x GN!Farmer)
The muted creak of the floorboards, followed by the soft shushing of socked feet on the hardwood woke you. The house was dark and quiet then, the other side of your bed empty. Groggily, you crawled out from beneath the blankets. The dim amber light above the kitchen sink was on, but your husband was nowhere to be found. As you passed the staircase though, Elliott’s strong arms wound themselves around you, tugging you against his solid form. Your eyes followed his as they traveled up to the mistletoe hanging in the doorway, a smug smile playing on his lips.  
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Ok, sorry for the delay! This one kind of threw me because I knew what I wanted to write, but was struggling to actually write it. And that backed me up for a couple days. But now I'm done, so HERE'S SOME LIBRARY SMUT WITH GUNTHER for December 19th.
As I've mentioned previously, I REALLY wish Gunther was romanceable. So this is purely self-indulgent and WAY too long. I also kind of hate it since it didn't immediately flow for me. Under the cut since this is 18+/NSFW!
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19. Books (NSFW; Gunther x Fem!Farmer)
You fancied yourself something of a librarian yourself, and as a result, Gunther was one of the first villagers you’d grown close to in Pelican Town. It had felt like such a shame, for your first several seasons in the valley, to have all of your books packed carefully into stacks of boxes that you’d stored in corners or closets, until you’d been able to commission Robin to upgrade your house.
Your library was easily your favorite room in your home. It was otherwise lonely, just you in a large house, with signs of it everywhere: an empty nursery, a little-used guestroom that you’d ultimately converted into a preserves cellar, the kitchen table with its lone chair. But in your library, you always managed to find peace.
“This is quite the impressive collection,” Gunther murmured, bringing you back to the present, his nimble fingers tracing various spines along the shelves, studying the titles carefully.
Your chest tightened anxiously, and you flushed, hoping he wouldn’t turn around to see it. It was high praise coming from him.
You stepped forward to stand beside him, reaching for a book just above your head, a copy of The Life of George Oakthorpe Nye, First President of the Ferngill Republic that Gunther had gifted you after he’d discovered your shared love of literature.
You could feel the heat of his presence beside you, his shoulder as close to yours as it could get without touching.
“First one I put on the shelf,” you hummed and you felt him shift closer to you, glancing at the book in your hands, his chest firm against your arm. You exhaled hard, the tension between the two of you reaching a peak. It had been building since you first arrived in the valley and become acquainted with the handsome historian. There was something about him – no, there were many things about him – that fostered your attraction, your desire becoming harder to ignore the closer you became to Gunther.
You allowed yourself to turn towards him, placing a hesitant hand on his chest. The pearl buttons of his shirt were cool against your palm. You met his gaze and witnessed the fire there, stoking your own and spurring you onward. Your lips crashed feverishly, and immediately, you were each pulling at clothes; your own, his, it didn’t matter. Whatever would get you naked and into his grasp fastest. His urgency matched your own, tugging you into his lap as dropped into the large, overstuffed armchair beside the bookshelf. Beneath the thin fabric of his boxers, you felt the beautiful press of his cock against your thigh and you squirmed, panting against his swollen lips. His fingers handled the removal of your bra with ease, his warm hands cupping your breasts firmly, pinching your nipples hard enough to elicit a pleading whimper.
“Yoba, (Y/N),” he groaned, overwhelmed, his head dropping against the back of the chair. His hands kneaded your hips, his grip brutal and needy. His cock twitched against your core and you grinned, sliding out of his lap and onto your knees before him. His head snapped back up as your fingers slipped under the waistband of his boxers, his eyes dark and pleading. He shifted just slightly, allowing you to pull them down, his thick member bobbing before you temptingly. You wetted your lips, the heated fervor in your chest reaching a new high. You felt desperate, wanting everything all at the same time. After only the barest of pauses, you took him into your mouth, pulling a deep groan from Gunther, his hands immediately sliding into your hair. He was gentle, but you could feel that he was holding back. You took him deeper, your tongue tracing the thick vein on the underside of his cock as he panted above you.
The dim lamplight in the room cast long shadows, intensifying every shift of Gunther’s muscles beneath his skin: the hard rise and fall of his chest under the dark curl of chest hair, the clenching of his abdomen, the flexing of his thighs. You placed your hands there gently, feeling the movement beneath your palms, never breaking your stride as he fell apart in front of you, chanting your name from low in his chest. Your head bobbed rigorously, taking him deeper and faster without him having to ask. His hips began rocking against you unconsciously and you felt the tension quivering in his stance, letting you know he was close.
“(Y/N), I–. Fuck, if you don’t stop, I–”
You didn’t stop, pulling him in deeper, working his length harder, the desire to taste him all-consuming. His fingers clenched against your scalp, the sting of your hair twisting in his fingers making you whine.
And within moments, Gunther snapped his hips forward with a note finality, the thick slide of his spend seeping into your throat. You swallowed it all, releasing him gently with a soft pop from between your lips. You watched from your knees with hooded eyes as he shuddered, the aftershocks of his orgasm racking through him. His fingers had gone limp, trading sharp tugs in your hair to soft caresses of your cheeks. The look in his eyes was indescribable. Reverent, almost, as he gazed down at you with a clouded gaze. Something dark burned there as he motioned you up, his hands guiding you closer to him.
He settled you in his lap, your back pressed firmly against his warm chest, legs spread and draped over his.
His fingers ghosted over your skin, making their way south as his lips found your ear. “Your turn.”
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Day 2 of Stardew Valley December Drabbles!
I've already broken my 100 word rule because I can't help myself. And it's the holidays, so naturally I'm feeling very self-indulgent.
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2. Cocoa (Sam x GN!Farmer)
"Ok, I think I’ve done it,” Sam declared as he traipsed back towards the couch, a very full, steaming mug in each hand. You grinned at him, his blond hair messy from sleep, his pajama pants slightly askew. 
“Done what?”
“Perfected my cocoa recipe,” he replied, handing you a cup before plopping down beside you, somehow managing not to spill.
“Ah,” you giggled, “didn’t realize I was dating a cocoa connoisseur.” 
Sam leaned towards you, plucking the marshmallow off the top of your cup, and rested it against your lips. His eyes sparkled bewitchingly as you opened your mouth, the room suddenly several degrees warmer, his nimble fingers brushing along the swell of your bottom lip. You sighed needily at the sweetness on your tongue and the proximity of Sam, his lips hovering close to yours as you chewed. 
Suddenly, he pulled back, pressing a quick kiss to your nose and backing all the way across the couch with a coy wink.  
“Yep,” he said, smirking as he turned back to the TV, your mouth hanging open in indignation.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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Twenty-eight.
Featuring Alex!
MOAR DRABBS.
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28. Boots (Alex x GN!Farmer)
The rhythmic crunch of boots in the snow carried over the path leading up to the farmhouse and you glanced up from your seat on the porch steps, hastily knocking snow off your own boots, to see Alex coming through the gate. Your heart thumped wildly at the sight, marveling at how he still managed to look so handsome bundled beneath a multitude of winter layers, his hunter green beanie pulled low over his head. You rose as he approached, taking in the cold flush on his cheeks, the set of his shoulders beneath his downy jacket. Without prompting, you leaned forward for a quick kiss, warm breath traded between icy lips. You grabbed his hand and tugged him across the porch, eager to be cuddled up with him, warmed inside and out by both the roaring fire in the fireplace and the steadfast heat of Alex’s affection.
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crowfootwrites · 2 years
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For December 26th, we've got our dear friend LINUS! I love Linus, and that's all I've got to say about that.
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26. Sweater (Linus x GN!Farmer)
With a flick of your fingers, you crocheted the last border stitch, the yellow wool yarn downy and warm beneath your fingertips. You wove in the final end, then held the completed sweater up in front of you for inspection, eager to give Linus his gift.
Ever since you’d discovered him hiding out at the Spa during the frigid winter days, you’d worried about him. Linus was a good friend, helping you out in the mines more times than you could count. You knew he was self-sufficient, but you were a worrier by nature. With a satisfied nod, you folded the garment up and placed it on the table, ready for its new owner.
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