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coffeeshopguest · 8 days

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please i need stardew valley bachelors in a kinky gangbang with gender neutral or female farmer!

I loved this suggestion but please have mercy, I didn't know which ones you wanted so I did all 6 which was VERY difficult for me to incorporate so I made it sort of cheap in the end to save having to write a whole night of sex with them all 😭 pls enjoy! I'm sorry if it's a little shitty, I've never written or read group sex stuff 😭

The Bachelor's and the Farmer's Night

Word Count: 1569

Pairing: F!Reader x Sebastian, Harvey, Sam, Alex, Shane & Elliott

Warning: 18+, group sex, rope kink, handcuffs, swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, anal mention, oral mention, cum swallowing, light bdsm (choking, spanking), all of it is pretty vague and quickly mentioned except the fingering & vaginal sex

It was Sam's idea. Not that he was gonna openly parade that around to anyone at first. It started as a pathetic fantasy that he would get off on at night, thin walls making him cover his own mouth as he imagined the farmer laying on a bed, tied down, taking it from him and Sebastian over and over. He was ashamed to even incorporate his friend in a fantasy, but the idea of a threesome with the farmer and Sebastian was just...so fucking hot. The idea of watching her get fucked, then fucking her - Sam was a simple man and he nearly came on the spot every single time he imagined it.

What's worse? He began incorporating the idea of Alex in the mix. He was friendly with Alex - and Sam had seen the farmer interacting with Alex a lot recently. Even throwing around a football with him the other day. Sam didn't immediately think anything of it, until he woke up sweating and hard, having dreamt the farmer and Alex going at it while Sam jacked off and waited for his turn patiently. Slowly, Sam began to think about...what if more people got involved? And oh, god. He finally let it slip to Sebastian.

"What do you think of that new farmer?" Sam asked as he took a shot for one of the striped balls on the pool table. His voice was even, but his heart was racing a pathetic amount.

Sebastian leaned on his stick, watching Sam's shot. "She's cute," Sebastian answered. The two made slow eye contact and Sam debated just leaving the whole conversation at that. But something about the way Sebastian stared him down made him crack.

"Yeah, yeah, she is...uh- you like her?"

Sebastian took a swig of his drink, nodded a little. "Sure," he said, "why?"

"How...how do you like her?" Sam gently rested his stick down on the wall, watching his friend. "Like," he began, "sexually...or...?"

Eyes widening a little, Sebastian tilted his head. "I- we don't usually talk about that kinda stuff," he dismissed, turning his attention to the pool table and ignoring Sam for a moment.

Sam nodded slightly, before he finally whispered, "I know but I want to...uh..." he glanced around the Saloon to see if anyone was looking towards them. No one was. "I kinda want to...have...some group sex with them."

Sebastian took a shot, perhaps out of shock, the cue ball launched across the table and sunk a striped ball. He stared down at the table. Quiet. "Just us three or?"

"Uhm...I was thinking maybe Alex..."

Sebastian raised his head up, hair falling over his left eye. "The farmer? Did you talk to her?"

Sam shook his head and Sebastian slowly turned to the table where he'd set his drink aside, grabbing it and gently taking a sip. "Ask her. Tell me when you do."

"You...you're in?"

Sebastian gave a short nod, and the two acted as though the conversation never even happened.

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When presented with the idea, albeit from a terrified Sam, you agreed immediately. With a condition. You wanted Sam to invite Elliott, Shane, and Harvey. His eyes widened.

"Six....you want six guys-" you nodded. Sam had to awkwardly adjust his pants, at the mere suggestion of that many guys fucking you he got hard. Just the idea of watching it was too much for him. "I- I'll see what they say."

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To Sam's shock, every single person agreed. He was expecting a sharp no from Shane, but he said yes without a second thought. Harvey stuttered out a "Oh...holy shit...uh- at the farm-?" and blushed madly. Elliott tried to maintain some sort of dignity but by the immediate bulge in his pants Sam guessed his answer before Elliott could recover words and agree. Alex tried to act disgusted at first. But then he mumbled a "can I bring handcuffs and rope?" (Sam asked "dude you live with your grandparents in a small town, why do you even have those?" and was met with a glare).

So it was arranged, a day and time was set. The six made their way down to the farm, chatting quietly amongst themselves. Sam was hard basically half the day before this, eagerly awaiting the nighttime - when his fantasy would become reality. The farmer answered the door, smiling softly at the six men. "Boys, come on in," she smiled. Sam nearly choked, they were wearing a flannel, opened up, only a bra underneath. Fuck. Fucking christ. She was good at this.

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Upon being brought to the bedroom, Sam gently guided you to lay down, Harvey quickly mumbled "she needs a safe word-" and the rest agreed. Turning their attention to you. Six flushed, eager faces. You felt like prey laying in the bed, flannel opened to expose your bra. A safe word definitely was needed. As much as you wanted to take all six repeatedly you weren't entirely sure how much you could take before you were too used.

"Red light," you murmured out. "Yellow light means give me a break, but I want to keep going."

And so it began. Sam quickly ripped off the flannel and tossed it aside, then tore the bra off and threw it aside, his hands wandered to your jeans, slowly unzipping them. Your panties exposed, he gently moved his hand down, rubbing softly against the wet spot. You bit your lip, about to moan. Quickly, Sam backed up, Sebastian took one side of the bed and Alex the other. Hands launched to your chest, as Sam gently finished pulling off your pants. A hand on each breast, gently running your ripples through their fingers, you began moaning out loud. Sam got off the bed.

"Who wants to go first?" he asked, Elliott stepped forward. He gently undid his pants, erection springing out. He gently lined up.

You bit your lip, before he backed away, "did...anyone bring lube?" Elliott's voice gently asked. It was Harvey who had, gently digging it out of his jacket pocket and handing it over. Elliott gently poured some into his hand, gliding it across your pussy causing you to moan out. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Sam, eagerly jacking off as he watched. Sebastian was still by your side, but his hands had left your body. Elliott gently shoved a finger in. "I'll start slow, you're about to have a hell of a night," he said reassuringly.

You looked up into his eyes, nodding softly. He smiled, gently leaning down, placing a kiss on your forehead, before be pulled his finger out. "Did that hurt at all?" you shook your head, and he gently shoved two fingers in, letting your body adjust to the feeling, he slowly began pumping them in and out of you. All eyes were on you and you whimpered softly, meeting eyes with Shane who was still fully dressed.

"Sha- shane-" you mumbled, gasping as Elliott's fingers expertly worked you. "Can- you- strip?"

A hand gently laced around your neck, "use manners, baby, what do we say?" it was Sebastian's hand, tight grip but just light enough not to hurt. Elliott's fingers effortlessly kept time.

"Please?" you whimpered, the hand left your neck and Shane slowly began to undo his belt. As soon as he was stripped, Elliott's hands left you, for only a second you had a miserable feeling of emptiness before Shane swapped with Elliott.

He postioned himself, hands gently gripping your hips as he found where to line up. "Ready?" you nodded, and with one swift thrust he was in you. Lips found your neck, Shane was focused on fucking you. It was Harvey who had knelt beside you, hand gently gliding down your body to your tit's. Lips on your neck, sucking and leaving a hickey.

Shane grunted, speeding up more. "Fuck- tight...gonna-"

"Not in her," Sam whimpered, you had forgotten Sam was still here, in the corner of the events jacking off. "We can't all...not in her."

To describe the events would be tiring and long and endless. They took turns, spilling themselves over your naked body, in your ass, in your mouth. Alex was partial to rough sex, Sam into watching, Harvey wanted to pleasure you however you asked, Shane was focused solely on his own quick finish, Sebastian wanted to tie you down with Alex's ropes when he fucked you and choke you out, Elliott was gentle and soft and sweet and placed kisses on your forehead as you took their dicks over and over and over.

In the end, the sun rose when you guys finally ended the session. You had given several sessions of head. Taken fingers, fists, and dicks. Been tied down, choked, spanked, had your hair pulled. And each of them had asked for something the others hadn't. Sam begged to finish by jacking off onto your naked body. Sebastian wanted your lips wrapped around his cock when he finished. Alex, he was the one who dug out a condom so he could feel your pussy tighten around him as he came inside you.

When the session ended, you simply told all of them. "We're doing this again."

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incorrectquoteslobby · 1 month

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Haley: Do you mind if I slyly mention that you’re single? Farmer: Do not do that. Haley: You won’t even notice! Alex, entering: Haley, you wanted to see me again? Haley: Farmer's single. Farmer:

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lir-the-witches-art-cottage · 1 month

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Stardew Valley!! This is of my farmer Wildorf, he's my first play through character and I married Alex! Alex needs more love

I like the meat head jocks, what can I say?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Want to support me? think about looking at: ko-fi I stream over on Twitch Other socials? Linktree for all my other socials like my webcomic.

#stardew valley #stardew valley alex #sdv alex #farmer x alex #alex x farmer

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stinkiesdraws · 10 months

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How did you get into stardew valley? :3c

OKAY SO, I've actually been playing stardew for a LONG time. Someone commissioned me to draw their farmer x their love interest and the game was the payment. Don't ask for this commission piece because I don't think I have it anywhere tbh???

I have the exact date too of when I got it because right after an 8 hour playing session, I drew the beta design for Reina!!! March 12th 2017! Was when I started playing and created Reina for the very first time. Her old name was Ria no last name and she married Alex and completed the community center, or at least I hope I did...now that I think about it, I hated fishing so RIP....

Then I stopped playing for about two years, picked it back up in 2019 when it was on sale because multiplayer just came out and you got FOUR copies I think for one...(DOn't quote me on that, I have a bad memory and that's what I remember) So I bought it for my friends!!! But they hated the game so I didn't get to play with them....I think they like it more now, but I feel like that's because I won't shut up about my headcanons of Reina and Alex lol. And while I was replaying again, I redrew Reina! For some reason I wanted her to be really pretty? And girly for some reason. I think it was to contradict the tomboyish farmers that I normally saw in media. Like the farmer girls were really wild and one of the boys so I was like "I think I just want a super girly farmer" and so I tried my hardest to make her look pretty.

I actually forgot she has to wear glasses but normally wears contacts, so now she's blind without glasses. anyways what was I going with this? Might as well post another newer drawing of Reina

Here she is now in 2022/2023

(Ignore that Alex drawing IT'S REALLY BAD) But here she is :D OH RIGHT STEPH YOU ARE ANOTHER BIGGGG REASON I am BACK in the Stardew fandom. Her AU is really good, I shoved my oc in there for funies lol. Plus I wanted Amari and Reina to be besties <33333

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insertcoolnameheres-blog · 9 days

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Okay gonna be honest I like Alex. He's sweet sue me actually please don't

#stardew valley #alex stardew valley #farmer x alex

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stardewsnail · 1 year

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Starting with these two because I have things in the works already 👀

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv sebastian #stardew Sebastian #sdv Alex #stardew Alex #stardew fanfic #stardew Farmer #Farmer x Alex #Farmer x Sebastian #sdv poll #snailspeaks

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songofminsu · 7 months

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*~Let the stars fall upon the glittering sea when the sun is just starting to rise~*

art account @veilody

#stardew valley #stardew farmer #sdv farmer #digital art #songofminsu #veilody #alex mullner #sdv alex #farmer x alex

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sunspray-peak · 7 months

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Ch. 56: The Festival of Ice

MONDAY - WINTER 8

“Have to say, I’m a little surprised to see you out and about.”

Achilles bit back a frown and dusted his gloved hands after shooting Leah a small wince. “You were the one who texted me to come here to help, weren’t you?”

“Yeah, true. Wasn’t sure if you’d come through, though.”

“Right. I appreciate your faith…” Achilles rolled his eyes as he squatted to the ground. “Now come on. One, two, three…”

With a grunt, Achilles and Leah lifted her ice sculpture onto a metal cart. It creaked under the weight, but held steady after a slight wobble or two.

“She’s beautiful,” he said with a nod at the figure looming above. The mermaid had been exquisitely carved in a nearly six foot tall block of ice, and no detail had been left unturned. Each individual scale had been etched with care, every flowing ringlet of hair, every crease in her smiling face.

“So impermanent, though… especially today.” Leah swiped her finger along the already-glistening tail fin, scrutinizing the water droplets that came away with a furrowed brow and a long sigh. “But I guess that makes the art better in a way, don’t you think? More meaningful…”

“Sure.”

“So, are you gonna come to the festival or nah?” Leah leaned against the handrails of her cart. “You sort of look like you could use a nap, no offense.”

“Thank you for that,” Achilles said drily, pinching his nose. Damn, did he really look that rough? He had blowdried his hair this morning and everything. “No, I’m going, at least for a little. I was going to return this to Elliott, I finished this morning.” He patted his messenger bag where Elliott’s novel was stored.

“O ho!” With a clap of her mittened hands, Leah began to push the cart towards Pelican Town, Achilles by her side. “Finally. He’ll be excited—well, he’ll be excited to see you no matter what, he was getting worried—hey, what did you think? He won’t let me read it yet.”

“It was good.”

“Was it actually? I won’t snitch if you say it was terrible.”

“No, it was good.” Achilles felt his wan smile strengthen as he repeated his response.

“Hmm, he was thinking of doing a book reading this week. Nothing fancy, maybe in the saloon… He hasn’t gotten round to planning it, you know how he is. Takes him damn forever to do anything… ope!”

The cart gave a small lurch as it rolled over a stray rock, but Achilles was quick to hold the mermaid steady.

“Thanks.” With a heave, Leah pushed the cart forward again through the inch of slush on the ground and they continued on their way through Cindersap. “Eh, can’t criticize him too much, though, or I’d be a real dirty hypocrite… wanted to tell you, took me forever, but I’ve finally gotten around to posting on those social media accounts or whatever they’re called that you set up for me way back when. The website, too.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. It’s been good. Really good, actually, I’ve even started making prints, too, as a bit of extra quick income… there’s a Mr. K in Zuzu who keeps buying my candles… I’m 98% sure it’s Kel, but hey, can’t complain, if he wants to keep giving me his money, I’m all for it… the power of the Internet. Who’d have thought.” Leah surprised him with a little pat on the shoulder. “Thanks, Achilles. I’m glad you persuaded this here old lady to do it…”

*****

Elliott, as Leah predicted, was overjoyed to see Achilles, embracing him with his usual bone-splintering squeeze before receiving the now-marked up copy of his novel with both hands and a solemn bow. He had graciously waved aside Achilles’ apologies for the delay, but had been more than eager to accept his offer to organize his book reading as recompense, nodding earnestly, wide-eyed like a puppy, as Achilles shared his thoughts aloud.

“—we can still have catering, but the museum’s going to be significantly more atmospheric a venue than the saloon, I’ll speak to Gunther—”

Then something slammed into him from behind.

Achilles’ arms were suddenly pinned to his sides—breathless, he had been lifted straight off the ground. Alarm bells began to ring furiously in his head, his vision began to cloud, and Achilles found himself reaching for a sword that wasn’t there. But in looking down for a hilt, he saw instead a pair of hands squeezed tight around his chest.

What the—

A flurry of laughter—so close, why was it so close, get out of my mind—managed to break through the sharp ringing between his ears, and then a voice exclaimed, “I did it!”

Nearly gasping for breath now, Achilles managed to twist himself around, only to see Alex beaming brightly, his face mere inches away.

“Wh—What?”

“I did it!”

“You did what—wait—” Desperate to quickly calm himself and refocus, Achilles shook his head to disperse the sirens currently ringing between his ears. “You—you got the job!?”

“Oh! No, no I didn’t. Or at least, not yet.” Alex nose wrinkled for just a second as he glanced down at the ground in thought. But he was quick to return, bright-eyed, to his usual grinning self. “No, I just did my interview, just got back.”

“Ahhh,” Achilles nodded as his heart beat continued to return to normal—or perhaps, just a bit faster than normal, for as his panic cleared, he was now dully aware of the arms still wrapped around his waist, even though his feet were now resting firmly on semi-solid slush. “Ho-how was it?”

“Great! Or, at least, I think it was pretty good.”

“I’m sure it was.” Achilles attempted to take a small step back. He was too close, much too close. It was liking looking at the sun.

Alex took the hint and, without missing a beat, relinquished his grip, taking an unconcerned step back of his own. Achilles already missed the warmth of his touch, but it lasted only for a second as Alex swung his arm around his shoulder and began to march him towards the drinks table where Elliott and Leah had both rather speedily and stealthily scampered to.

“Yeah, they actually asked a lot of similar questions to what we prepped! Used a lot of the stuff we practiced. It was good. I felt good!”

“Good.” Why was his voice coming out so high? What was he, 12? And Yoba, for goodness sake, was he capable of anything more than one word answers today? “Great! I’m… glad it was helpful. Fingers crossed, yeah? When do you find out? How do you feel now?”

“They said it’d be real soon… but I figure, why stress about it, right? It’s outta my hands now.”Alex poured two glasses of sparkling cider, handing one to Achilles. “My first real job interview! Worth celebrating, you think?”

“Hmm? Oh. Yes. Yes, of course—”

But Alex cut him off with a hearty, self-aware laugh, swinging his arm around Achilles’ shoulders again as they made their way through the small crowd to the sad field of snowmen. It had been a rather warm Festival of the Ice this year, even by Achilles’ east coast standards. The town had woken this morning to only a light inch or so of snow now that had since already begun to rapidly melt. The ice fishing competition, to the dismay of Willy, had had to be canceled.

He glanced to his left and caught a glimpse of green eyes glimmering under the fierce Winter sun. The sight alone was enough to send his stomach swooping.

God. He’d do it right now. He would tell Alex. He had to tell Alex. He’d decided it the night before—

What makes you happy, Achilles? What makes you feel better? What do you want?

What? Or who?

Achilles stopped before a funky snowman with pinecone eyes. Took a deep breath and turned to Alex, who was now waving merrily to Penny two snowmen over. “Al, I was wondering—“

“Young man.”

A soft crunch of well-trod snow followed the curt interruption. Achilles recovered somewhat smoothly from both his surprise and his irritation and turned to greet George. Had he been following them? Alex’s grandpa was alone as he wheeled closer to the pair. Evelyn was still over by the rather sad and drippy igloo that had been erected that morning, handing out little bags of cookies—it was strange; Achilles had rarely seen the two separated during festivals.

“I’d like to talk to Achilles in private, please, Alexander.” George gave his grandson a sharp nod. Confusion crinkled his brow, but Alex had never been one to ask too many questions—something Achilles had been grateful for, at least until this moment—and with only a shrug, jogged towards where a few folks had gathered by the river.

For a beat, the two watched as Alex tackled an unsuspecting Sam into a bush.

It was Achilles who finally broke the silence. “How can I help you, George?”

George glanced around for folks nearby before wheeling closer. In a low tone, he said, “Yes, yes. We’ll just cut to it, shall we? I would like you to refrain from sharing your… unnatural habits with my grandson.”

Achilles’ stomach began to churn. “Pardon?”

“You’re a nice young man, Achilles. But I don’t want Alex to be taught against our values.”

“Oh, I do apologize, I didn’t realize mock interviews were against your values, I’ll be sure to—”

“Don’t play dumb with me, young man,” George snapped. But the old man seemed to regret his tone, and, after coughing lightly into his fist, reached into his pocket, withdrawing a small square he then offered to Achilles. “I found this on Alex’s dresser.”

Nosy bastard…

But Achilles played it cool, offering a quick glance at the photograph from Spirit’s Eve, his face impassive even as it warmed at the sight of Alex’s lips upon his cheek. “I’m afraid I’m not quite sure what your point is exactly, George.”

“I understand this is who you are—and let me assure you, I have no problem with your choices, young man. But Alex is better than this, and I do not want him to be involved with that lifestyle—”

“It was Spirit’s Eve, George.” Allowing himself to look slightly exasperated now, Achilles handed the photograph back. “We were recreating something from the comic books.”

George, however, continued to stare stonily, his thin lips pressed hard into a thinner line than usual.

“Look, what is it specifically you want me to do? Stop talking to him? We’re friends, George.”

“And I understand that. I simply ask that you keep your predilections and preferences to yourself. You shouldn’t be teaching Alex these behaviors—”

Teaching Alex behaviors? Fuck you, do you think I’m fucking blowing your grandson in my living room—

Achilles managed to restrain himself from delivering a retort as graphic as that, though he still managed to snark, “Noted. I see now—I apologize, I’ll be sure to put a stop to the ‘How to Be a Raging Homosexual’ powerpoint presentations—”

“This is not a joke, young man—”

Achilles flushed. He took a step back, digging his boots into the snow, and in a heightened voice, said, “Why are you coming to me? You don’t trust Alex to make his own decisions—”

“That boy has had a very difficult childhood, he doesn’t know what’s best for him, and he needs guidance in the right direction—”

Perhaps the Achilles of yesteryear would have fought back. Perhaps he should’ve fought back. But the Achilles of now recognized this was not a battle he would win today, and in a flat tone, he simply said, “This is an incredibly disrespectful conversation that I’m afraid I really don’t have the energy or patience to entertain any further. I’m going to leave now. Have a nice day, George.”

*****

Fuck George. Fuck all of it. The fucking audacity of it all…

Alex was a grown ass man, he could make his own fucking decisions.

He stomped towards the river, the remaining chunks of snow crunching underfoot with each step. Alex was up ahead, his arms slung each around Sam and Sebastian as they all laughed at something Abigail was saying…

George couldn’t stop him. He’d ask for a private word, maybe pull Alex to the side—or maybe, he’d do it in plain view of George, make a point of it, that would really rile the bastard up…

“Hey there!” Alex gave him a little wave and stepped to the side, making space for Achilles to join the circle next to him. “You okay?”

“Fine. Just… tired.”

“You look it,” Abigail sassed, blissfully ignoring both the withering, darkly-rimmed glare with which Achilles returned her guffaw and the exasperated, somewhat pleading look Alex shot her.

“What’d my grandpa want to talk to you about?”

“Oh, just…” Achilles glanced at the expectant faces around him. Perhaps now wasn’t the best time to chew out Alex’s grandpa—although from what Alex had told him previously, Sebastian would be sure to empathize, having apparently been on the receiving end of one of these little chats himself… “He was just saying… well apparently, I’m a really thorough teacher. Who’d have thought? Someone tell the Zuzu school board, put in a good word.” He ignored Alex’s puzzled look to flash Penny a smile.

Alex lowered his voice as the group resumed their previous conversation and tilted his head ever so slightly closer to Achilles’. “You sure everything’s okay? It sort of looked like you two were… arguing.”

Why don’t you ask him about it, Alex?

But that wouldn’t be fair, would it?

Achilles began fiddling with the end of his scarf. “Yeah, no, he just wasn’t… particularly happy about what I’ve been… ‘teaching’ you.” Not a lie. Not technically. George’s own words.

“Oh. Really?” Something small tugged at Alex’s lips. “He seemed pretty excited when I told him I thought the interview went well, though… I was hoping maybe they’d be excited for me, or… proud, maybe. Is he mad? I just… I just don’t want to upset them, you know? Or be a burden anymore…”

It was Alex’s little sigh that got him. The disappointment in his eyes, the small droop in his shoulders, the biting of the lip. In that moment, Achilles knew what he had to do.

“Nah, that’s not what George was talking about, man.” He gave Alex a swift pat on the back. “He’s really excited for you. No, he was talking about… something else, something stupid, it wasn’t important, don’t you worry about it…”

*****

“Well! I do declare, I thought young Alexander looked quite happy today, if I may say so myself.”

Achilles had joined Elliott and Leah after the Festival of Ice had (prematurely) ended in its damp, dripping glory. Rumor had it Lewis was on the warpath, cursing the skies, cursing the governor, cursing even Yoba for the day’s temperature, though it could be said the weather cared little to be called an “uncooperative member of the community.”

They sat scattered among the limited seating in Elliott’s seaside cabin. In fact, Achilles had chosen a seat on the floor against the frame of the bed, while Leah lay supine above him atop the quilt.

“Eh. I don’t think I’ve ever seen ‘young Alexander’ look unhappy.” Leah popped her gum as she took the mug of freshly brewed tea their host was offering to her. “Confused, maybe. But unhappy? Nah. Man’s got a resting happy face, like those funky marsupials. Quokkas?”

“All the same, I found his enthusiasm much elevated upon his encounter with—”

“Weren’t you going to ask him out?” Leah swung her legs over the edge of the bed and abruptly squatted down next to Achilles who nearly choked on the lollipop he’d taken from Elliott’s leftover Spirit’s Eve stash. “I thought you said you were going to ask him out.”

“I—I was.” Achilles grimaced as Leah’s sudden movement sent his own tea splashing onto his hand. “I was going to. I came very close, actually, but…”

“But…” Elliott leaned down from the piano bench he had dragged over, one eyebrow cocked expectantly.

“Please don’t tell me you’re afraid he’ll turn you down, you coward. After everything Elliott and I have witnessed—”

“No. No, that’s not it—”

“Yoba, so what are you afraid of?”

“Please, let the man speak, Leah!” Elliott cried, jumping from the bench to join them on the floor.

“Yes, let the man speak, Leah. Sheesh.” Achilles set down his mug. His hands itched for a pen and paper to help organize his thoughts, but he had left his usual notebook at home, and so began to trace invisible lines along the hardwood with his finger instead. “Now, look I’m not afraid of anything—it’s just—okay, three scenarios: first, he’s straight. Not interested. That’s fine. Second, he’s not straight, but also not interested. Also fine—”

“Is it though?” Leah gave him an aggressive poke in the neck.

Achilles scooted an inch to his right.

“Third scenario. He’s not straight and he’s interested.”

Leah clapped her hands. “Incredible. Amazing. Perfection. You ask him out, he says yes, boom, boom, done, happily ever after. You know, I’m actually ordained—”

“No.” Achilles shot her an impatient glare “Look, I’ve thought about it and… well, at the risk of sounding like a narcissist—”

“Buddy, we left that station long ago—”

“—I think he might… like me, too.”

God, it felt so arrogant to say aloud. Not to mention embarrassing—in all likelihood, Achilles was simply projecting. Simply reading too much into each and every one of their interactions, his smiles, his touches, his care. Except—

“And I as well, my dear friend!”

There it was. Elliott’s validation. And Leah’s, too—surely it couldn’t all be in Achilles’ head if both of his friends had picked up on something as well, right? Or were they merely projecting alongside him? Wishful thinking… what were the chances?

And yet… George today. After Achilles had managed to calm himself down, their little snit of a conversation had got him thinking. Why had George accosted him? Was it purely due to the photo from Spirit’s Eve, or was there something more to it? Had Alex said something at home? Something indicating a… possible interest in Achilles? As much as he had hated the conversation, and as much as that conversation was fueling this difficult decision he had now made, he couldn't help but feel somewhat… hopeful.

Too many possibilities. Too many questions and not enough answers, but Elliott could always be counted on more morale support. He took Achilles hand and continued to voice his thoughts.“Now, is that not what I’ve been saying these past few weeks? Young Alexander has surely been by shot by the arrows of Cu—”

But it was Leah’s turn to shush. “There’s a big ‘ole ’but,’ here, Ell. Come on. Let’s hear it.”

“Right. Well, I just… if that is the case, that he, you know, is interested, I just…” Achilles drew his knees close to his chest and traced the rim of his mug, searching for the right words. “Well, we all know Alex. He… he cares a lot, you know?

“And I don’t him to feel… torn. Between me and George. You all know how George feels about… well, you’ve all heard him call me ‘unnatural,’ right? The old fuck…” He forced a dry laugh that neither Elliott nor Leah returned. “Alex cares so much about his grandparents and their approval… he just wants them to be happy, and it just… wouldn’t be fair to force him to choose.

“Even if I tell him that it’s fine, that I understand, that we don’t have to do anything or be anything, that we can just stay friends, he’s going to feel… guilty. That he can’t give me what I want without also… I don’t know, disappointing George.” Pissing him off, more likely…

Leah stirred. “I mean… but would George have to know? If you guys got together? I had plenty of secret girlfriends back in the day…”

But Achilles shook his head, having already thought this through. “That’d be even worse. He tells them everything. It’d be wrong to expect him to keep something like this a secret, it’d drive him mad…

“So I’ve decided I’m going to… let him take the lead. If he feels… the same way about me as I feel about him… I want him to come out on his own terms. When he’s ready. I want to give him time, and let him decide on his own—without any unnecessary stress or any unnecessary guilt—what he wants, and if he thinks that it’s worth going after.

“As I said, if he’s not interested, telling him how I feel would be fine. But if he is, I just feel like confessing would be… selfish. Like would I be doing it for me or would I be doing it for… us?”

Elliott had been nodding somberly to his right as he spoke, and as he finished his words, now took his hand again, giving it a warm squeeze.

Leah, on the other hand, only popped her gum before saying, “So you’re going to wait?”

“Yes.”

“For how long?”

“For forever.” Achilles laughed and blew a pretend smoke ring from his lollipop. “No, just until someone else comes along for me, I guess…” But words rang hollow in his heart. Could anyone else ever make him feel a fraction of the way Alex did? There you go, always thinking of yourself… “Or whenever he… inevitably finds someone else.” He thought of Tanya. “I won’t sit around and pine.”

“And if no one else ever comes along? For either of you? Worst case hopeless romantic scenario.”

“I don’t know.” A sudden thought inspired a brief snort. “Then until George dies.”

Elliott gasped, reaching to clutch invisible pearls. “Achilles!”

“That’s the spirit, probably won’t even have to wait too long—”

“Leah, please! My goodness, the both of you…”

They laughed at Elliott’s dismayed shake of his head, but amidst the minute of tension-breaking mirth and levity, Leah placed a callused hand to his knee.

“And how do you feel about your plan? All this waiting around? I have to say, it’s not very you.”

“I mean… it hurts. A lot.” Achilles shrugged and took a sip from his tea, rolling the lukewarm water around his mouth. “I’m in love with him. I really am, I think.” It didn’t feel strange to say it aloud, though this was the first time he had—he was neither ashamed nor embarrassed. And that’s how he knew what he said was true.

Leah smiled. Gave his knee an encouraging pat.

“I’ve learned… so much from him this past year. Not that I’ve put much of it into practice,” Achilles laughed, “Hell, he probably doesn’t even know. But what he’s shown me, literally just by existing, it’s… changed how I think. How I see things. How I see myself.

“He’s just got such a sense of life, you now? And he’s kind and caringand optimistic and genuine in a way that I will never be, but even so, I like the way he makes me feel about myself and he makes me… want to be better. He makes me feel like I can be better. And I know that even if I failed at everything, even if I was no one,he would still be happy to just… be there. With me. Not even as a partner, but just… as a friend.”

Achilles chucked the stick of his lollipop into his now-empty mug and kicked his legs out in a V in front of him.

“Also… I mean, let’s be real, come on guys—Leah, I know you disagree—but he’s really fucking hot.”

It wasn’t particularly funny, but the three of them erupted in shared, goodnatured laughter, and he found himself warmed with his appreciation for this duo of friends. Their own support and love for him.

He concluded his laughter with a long sigh, swirling his lollipop stick as he stared at the ground. “But if nothing ends up happening, well… it’ll pass. It always does. I’ll learn to get over it in time.”

You’ll be getting over it your whole life.

The thought, for some strange reason, made him smile. Yes, perhaps he’d never get over it. But that’s just how it was sometimes. And he would be fine.

“I would like to propose one modification to your noble plan, my dear friend. If you are willing to hear it.” Elliott’s voice was tentative.

“Sure.”

“Have you considered meeting him halfway? I do not propose a full confession, but perhaps… a lingering touch of the hand. A gaze held a beat too long. Oh! Perhaps you could invite him on a charming Winter walk, offer him your scarf —”

“Ho ho, sorry Ell, did you say you were a romance author?”

“Do you disagree? I suggest this only because—”

“—You’re shit at flirting.” Leah accompanied her second interruption with a sudden, hearty slap of Achilles’ knee. “I’d have never known you were in love with him if you hadn’t told us.”

“Woman, I can flirt when I want to, I have simply been actively choosing not to—”

Elliott sighed as the two bickered. He was generous enough to give them a minute or so, massaging his temples all the while before raising his mellow voice the barest degree.

“Assuming young Alex does indeed share your feelings, then this is likely a new experience for him, Achilles. And as you’ve suggested, one fraught with a multitude of potential complications, trials, and tribulations. A most confusing medley, don’t you think?

“Alex, as we know, is most generous with his amity, and seems to find much assurance in physical touch, even among his friends. I do not say that you are standoffish—the contrary, my dear friend—but I do not believe it would be detrimental to be more explicit with your affection—either as a potential partner or simply as a friend. But if he is indeed considering romance, I believe it could be beneficial to allow yourself this opportunity to better affirm his hopes, so that if he does so choose to make his move, he will know for sure that he will find love and support, if not from his grandfather, then in you.”

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wetcornflakes-blog · 1 year

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aaaaaand she drew alex again. cute

just a tiny lil comic inspired by the question he asks the farmer. i consider this to be 2 hearts

#digital art #alex stardew #stardew fanart #alex stardew valley #sdv alex #farmer stardew valley #stardew valley #stardew valley bachelors #farmer x alex #stardew farmer #farmer x bachelor #comic panels

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eemamminy-art · 1 month

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I am thinking about them a normal amount.. I only spent the last 2 months lovingly drawing this doodle page 🥴

#stardew valley #sdv fanart #sdv alex #sdv alex x farmer #alex mullner #sdv #stardew valley fanart #my ocs #oc: mallory #m/m ship

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kodi-art · 2 months

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Color scheme practice but with the lovestruck Stardew Bachelors!

Who’s your favorite bachelor?

Also I might do the bachelorettes!

#digital art #my art #original art #digital arwork #digital fanart #color scheme #color palette #stardew valley #sdv #stardew valley shane #stardew valley sebastian #stardew valley elliott #stardew valley harvey #stardew valley alex #stardew valley sam #stardew valley x farmer #concerned ape #stardew valley fanart #stardew valley art

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minteehell · 4 months

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Thank you to @pbbsl for commissioning me! I honestly had fun drawing all of them, even in the middle of all my exams lol.

Im planning to put my commission info later, when I have time. So stay tuned!

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danoninhoos · 6 months

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Alex at the Tunnelers game

#sdv shane #stardew valley shane #shane x farmer #stardew shane #shane #stardew valley #drawing #alex stardew valley #sdv

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stardewstardropthoughts · 1 year

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Your first time with the bachelors, MDNI pls

Content warning: sex, I try to keep it all gender neutral so everyone can enjoy! Shane’s and Harvey’s are a bit more female leaning on accident 😅

Alex

He’s got experience so even if you don’t he can help you out

Will take it slow for you for your first time together

Always has condoms on hand, we practice safe sex in this house

Pulls you onto his lap for a heavy make out session first, hands roaming over your body while he encourages you to do the same

Always asks before removing any article of clothing from you, consent is sexy

Once your both naked he’ll lay you back on the bed, he’ll do all the work he just wants you to enjoy the ride

Makes sure you cum on his hands and mouth first so your well prepped since he’s a bit big

Lubes himself up after rolling on the condom and starts inching himself inside you, he’ll watch your face the whole time to make sure your not in to much discomfort

Once he’s fully inside you he’ll give you time to adjust if you need it, likes to give you lots of little praises

“Fuck baby, that’s it, your taking me so well” “look at you all stuffed full of my cock like such a good girl/boy/pet”

Once you let him know he’s good to move he does try to take it slow at first, but after a few moments he’ll pick his pace up to a nice quick thrusting

Definitely plays with your nipples or clit while he fucks you, wants to make sure your feeling as good as he is

When he gets close to cumming his thrusts get sloppy and a bit out of rhythm

Leans close to your ear and whispers absolute filth

“Take it, fucking take it” “look at you all drunk on my cock, that’s okay baby I’ll take care of you”

Burrows himself to the hilt with a harsh grip on your hips when he cums

Sam

Like I said, not the most experienced but he makes up for it by being eager to learn

Chances are your gonna have to take the ropes at least for the first time

Definitely a whiny subby mess

Loves when you leave hickeys on his chest while his hands grab at anything they can reach

When you slide the condom on his cock and sit on it he’s almost in tears at how good it feels to be inside you, isn’t afraid to let you know

“F-fuck sweetheart, feels so fucking good” “don’t stop please don’t stop”

He will not last long, how could he? Your warm wet walls clamping around him feel like heaven

When he cums he tosses his head back and let’s out the breathiest whine as he grips the sheets until his knuckles are white

If you haven’t cum yet he will use his mouth to make sure you do, he isn’t a selfish lover by any means

Harvey

He’s got a decent amount of experience under his belt

And so much lube and condoms since he’s the town doctor

He likes to take his time working you up, a gentle body massage with some body safe lavender oil

Scented candles in a dim room

Likes to have you pretty much begging for him to touch you before he actually gets to working his fingers inside you

Once he’s pumping his fingers in and out at a slow steady rhythm, the other hands busy gently pinching your nipples

Wants you to cum on his hands first before he slides into you

Once he has his cock inside you he likes to keep the pace slow and steady, hands still roaming your body he snakes one hand between you both to rub encouraging circles on your clit

Whispers soft praise in your ear the whole time

“Your doing so good for me love” “fuck you look amazing under me” “taking me so well, cum for me again I know you can”

Will make you cum a second time before he even thinks about finishing himself

Moans softly in your ear when he cums

After sex cuddles with him are top notch please tell him he did a good job he has anxiety

Shane

Listen, he’s got frustrations and if you’ll let him he’s gonna rough you up in bed

He likes it rough and dirty and he isn’t afraid to be mean in bed (with your consent and discussion before hand of course)

Your safe word is pepper

He’ll work you up with his hands first and mouth first, leaving hickeys and bite marks on whatever exposed skin he can reach while he’s got three fingers pumping in and out of your tight hole at a rough speed

Once your prepped enough he’s manhandling you onto your hands and knees, face shoved in a pillow while he shoves his cock into you

One of his hands has a bruising grip on your hips while the other hand is tucked under you holding a vibrating wand on the highest setting against your clit

He’s pounding into you so hard the beds shaking, you would be worried about breaking it if you could think straight at the moment

Spews absolute filth, he does not shut up

“Fucking take it like a good little slut” “all your good for is taking cock isn’t it? Fucking repeat it” “ah ah don’t try and wiggle away, stay put”

Will absolutely overstimulate you to the point of tears, wants you to sob on his cock

If you want him to he will gently hold your throat but actually choking you beyond a gentle squeeze is something he won’t do

Will spank you

When he cums his grip on your hips tightens as he hissed out a moan

Big on aftercare, will massage any particularly sore spots, run you a hot bath, get you water and a snack, tell you what a good job you did for him and how proud he is of you

He wants you to know he loves you and that it’s just part of a scene when he says your just a little whore and not what he actually thinks of you

Sebastian

Fully flustered mess

Does not know what he’s doing but more then willing to learn

Your probably gonna have to take the lead here as well

Get him all worked up and ready to see him on the verge of tears and begging for you to sit on his cock already

He’s a switch but definitely subby the first time

When you finally seat yourself on his cock he lets out a very shaky moan, dude knows he isn’t going to last long at all but he can’t find it in him to care

He probably lasts like three minutes at most but he’s literally never been inside someone cut him some slack

You do infant cut him slack because it’s the hottest site you’ve ever seen to have this lanky emo man almost crying in overstimulation underneath you

He will use his hands and mouth to make you cum just give him a few moments to recover please

Elliot

A romantic man

Pulls out literally all the stops

Body safe scented rose oil, candles, dim lights, rose petals on the floor and bed

He’s got a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice on the bedside table

Soft music playing on the radio

He starts by undressing you slowly, leaving a trail of light kisses on each new exposed patch of skin

Leads you to the bed where he lays you down and starts gently massaging you, working his way to your dripping hole where he gently stretches you out with his fingers until your cumming on them

When he finally enters you it’s all slow and sweet, he’s holding your hands, fingers intertwined with yours

Forehead kisses while he whispers in your ear

“Your doing so well for me” “I love you so much” “god you feel amazing around me my love”

Not afraid to moan in your ear, breathy little groans as well

Relishes in all the little sounds you make for him

When he cums he definitely pulls you into a passionate kiss while shoving himself to the hilt inside you

Stays inside you for a little while after while his cock softens so he can feel close to you

Loves after sex snuggles

#stardew fanfic #stardew valley #stardew farmer #stardew x reader #stardew headcanon #stardew marriage #stardew elliott #stardew harvey #stardew sam #stardew sebastian #stardew shane #stardew alex #stardew bachelors #sdv farmer #sdv x farmer #sdv x reader #sdv smut

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