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504py · 28 days
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Do you have any thoughts on yandere SDV Harvey?🤔
i sure do!!!! i think i got a little carried away 😭😭😭 i hope i delivered!
Yandere Harvey Relationship Headcanons
Gender neutral, no use of Y/N, munchausen syndrome by proxy, implied murder, implied NSFW, Harvey's a little weird about bodily fluids and food, long post ahead!
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How the relationship started...
Let's say, he knows you outside of his work, and somehow, you're the one person in Stardew Valley who has never entered his clinic before. Honestly, you'd have drawn his attention right then and there because of your strange imperviousness to harm or disease.
Like... You? That farmer who goes down into the mines every other day to fight monsters has never been injured? You, who works day and night to the point of exhaustion has never gotten sick and required medical assistance?
The fact that you weren't one of his patients would worry him to his bones.
Even if you weren't one of his patients, he'd have befriended you outside of work. Perhaps at the saloon, after hours, and one of the very rare times he's seen you relax.
He notices the slight limp as you enter, different from your usual gait. When he asks, you chalk it up to a rock in your boot. Harvey sends you a disapproving stare and a furrowed mustache, and you loosen up.
You tell him you tripped while running away from a slime in the mines. And that you maybe pulled something while running. And maybe you lifted something wrong yesterday and hurt your back. And-
Harvey takes off his glasses to rub at the space between his eyebrows, stressed.
"And not once did you think to come visit me?"
"Thought it would go away if I just slept and drank enough water."
His gaze softens.
"..I really do advise it. Please."
Your fingers play with your glass. He can see a bruise forming on the side of your wrist, and the cuts and calluses on your skin.
"...I'll do it tomorrow."
He sighs slightly.
"Well, since I can't do anything for you right now, I'll at least buy you a drink."
"You can do that?"
"Hey, it numbs the pain. Painkiller." He jokes, and you laugh and shake your head. He realizes he likes the sound of your laugh.
"But- wait, don't take that as real medical advice. Really. Please."
That pulls another laugh out of you, louder, and pink warms his cheeks as he laughs heartily alongside you.
The next evening, Harvey waited all day for you to come in. It was nearing closing hours, and he was worried you had disregarded his advice, but right as he got up to start closing the clinic, the door opens, and there you are, leaves in your hair and your muddy shoes leaving a track on his tiles.
He's elated, he knows he shouldn't be, considering why you're even here, but he's so glad you listened to him, so glad you're here. He looks noticeably flustered, his hair is slightly out of place, his glasses are sliding down his nose, and his tie is loose.
"O-Oh, hey there. You finally came in."
"Were you waiting for me? I apologize. It looked like you were about to close up."
He waves your worries away with a dismissive hand, "Ah, what's one more patient? Come on, you look like you really need my help, anyways."
You follow him into a room, cringing at the muddy mess you leave on the floor.
"Sorry for that- I can clean up after we're done."
Harvey insistently shakes his head, sighing your name, "No, no, can't have you doing that, not in the condition you're in." He motions over to the bed, you sit on the edge of it.
"Besides, I haven't even started my assessment of you yet, but I already know you're gonna need a few days of rest at least. Doctor's orders."
He smiles softly at your annoyed expression, donning his stethoscope as you straighten your posture slightly, readying for him to place the other end of the apparatus on you.
"...See, you've got an abnormal heart rate for someone who is at rest."
He notes the warmth of your skin under his palm, resting against your back.
"Have you been feeling ill recently? Runny nose, coughing, headaches, anything of the sort?"
"U-Uh, no." You shake your head, playing with the fabric of your trousers. Nervous.
"...You seem rather flustered. Any reason?"
Your eyes glance up at his, he cocks his head, and you immediately look back down to your feet.
"...Nah."
Harvey smiles, knowingly, and the rest of the appointment continues as normal.
Expectations...
Following this, he'd be more obvious in his attempts to court you. His courting attempts would feel rather old-fashioned, but I think there's a lot of heart in them. I feel like Harvey would be a little bit of a sucker for romantic things, so you'd definitely be receiving letters, all from a secret admirer, of course.
He is confident that he likes you, but he'd carry a lot of anxiety about being so upfront about it, and that perhaps you wouldn't feel the same way.
The letters he sends you would be brief yet sweet. Short messages to pick you up for the day, just wanting to be a part of your life.
"If you ever feel like all the work you do isn't appreciated, know that I am always here, and I always do. You are doing great."
You'd tell him about the letters you've been receiving, during one of your evenings together at the bar. It'd make him blush. Oh, his letters were so important to you that you had to gush about them to a friend?
"And... What do you think of them? The letters?" His eyes are slightly wider than they should be, but the reflections on his glasses hide his faintly, much-too focused expression.
You shy from his eye contact, "...I think they're really sweet. But honestly, I wish they'd just... say it to me directly instead of hiding like this. I want to communicate, talk to them, y'know? Have a conversation, and stuff.."
Harvey blinks, wets his lips.
"What do you think you'd do if he-" He clears his throat, "-they did?"
You frown a little, mulling over the thought for a bit.
"...I'd go on a few dates with them, see if things work out."
His exhale is shaky, he takes a sip of his whiskey.
"Who do you think it is?"
You meet his gaze. His eyes are warm, his cheeks are red too, but that might be the alcohol... Though you realize he's not the type to get flushed when drunk.
"...Is it you?"
His fingers around his glass tremble, and his bottom lip quivers.
"I.. w-well..." He pushes his glasses up, nervously running a hand through his hair. You giggle, and he relaxes.
"Yeah." He smiles warmly.
"Yeah?" You chirp out a laugh again, "I figured."
Although Harvey was usually one who didn't have any problem holding eye-contact at all, now he found himself unable to look at you for too long without getting giddy like a schoolgirl and having to look away to save his racing heart.
That night, you two would be declared a couple. He teased you, wondering where that "first few dates then we'll see how it works out" phase went. You said it was different if it was him, and he had to hide his face in his hands to conceal his boyish, cheesy grin.
His first show of affection would be the next morning, when he brought you a bouquet of flowers to your doorstep, but upon arrival, seeing your expansive field of vegetation, he realized it was perhaps a bit stupid to gift flowers to someone who grows them.
Nonetheless, you accepted them from an embarrassed Harvey gratefully, saying you've wanted to try growing these for a while. Lo and behold, the next time he shows up, with a more thought-out gift this time, he sees a few new flower pots on your front porch.
Harvey as your boyfriend is strangely rather maternal. He tends to be quite the worrywart, always fussing over any cuts or bruises you may get while going about your day, making sure you eat and get enough rest, and always making sure you're dressed properly.
Oh, the different kind of monster Harvey turns into during the winter LOL. He will stay posted by your door, making sure you don't step a foot outside without a thick coat or gloves.
He does enjoy more than he likes to admit, though, when you still feel cold and he has to give you his coat or his scarf. It makes him all smiley and he thinks you look adorable in his clothing.
I think, his deepest desire, is for you to always stay safe, and that he is the one to provide that safety. I mean, with him being a doctor, he is the only person qualified to look after you anyways, but he still does get jealous.
He gets really upset when he's out of the clinic for a bit, and finds out that Maru was the one who tended to your wounds instead of him.
He gets more jealous when you tell him about the work you did that day, and another person was with you.
What do you mean you spent the evening fishing while conversing with Elliott? That could've been him...
What do you mean you spent the afternoon in the library with Penny? Wha- Gunther winked at you!?
Harvey really does want to spend more time with you, but he has a duty to attend to.
Unless...
Punishments...
Maybe, one day, Harvey will stop worrying so much over your health. He'll let you do your thing as you please, though it would hurt him to see you going about your day so haphazardly. But he'll hold back on his usual worried malewife nagging, and just let you do you.
One day, your dangerous lifestyle will catch up on you, and maybe you'll catch a cold, or you'll break a bone. Harvey will be there immediately, much too prepared.
Even though this is what he wanted from this plan, he still cries. He hates seeing you so beat-up, but he couldn't think of any other way to always be by your side. At least the tears blow away any suspicion of his part in this.
It could be a tiny fracture, but he'll still insist you'd need a cast, and that you'd need a wheelchair for the first few weeks. And, of course, Harvey's there to coddle you and help you around.
Maru says she can look after you while Harvey runs the clinic, but he gets uncharacteristically hostile at the mere suggestion of this. If Maru were to keep prying, if she were to find out that your injuries aren't as bad as he says they are, then Harvey might have to resort to more drastic measures.
Murder would be a very difficult thing for Harvey to do, but when he thinks about the life you two have right now- having you rely on him for everything, taking care of you everyday, spending every single moment with each other- his heart feels like it could fall out of his chest at the thought of anyone taking that away from you two.
His access to such a wide array of chemicals and medicines would be terrifying. If anyone threatens this peaceful, perfect life between you two, he could simply inject them with a certain concoction during their routine check-ups, say they needed it, that it was medicine, and it wouldn't even show in an autopsy.
Unfortunately, his tampering with human life extends to you.
Harvey, I think, would get much too enamored by this life you two have made since you've gotten injured.
Being able to dote on you with no restraint, being by your side for every single moment, it was all he could ever dream of.
But all good things come to an end, and your fractured bone would start to heal.
He never thought he'd be capable of lying, not sure if he'd ever done it before, but it's a newfound talent to him. Worries him how good he is at it.
He tells you you need to keep that cast on. That even if you're allowed to use crutches now instead of a wheelchair, that you still need his assistance. He insists that you need him.
Any sort of push-back from you would have his heart pounding. No, no, you can't get up and go back to work. You can't be doing chores on your own, he'll do that- You cannot leave.
Munchausen syndrome by proxy from an actual doctor would be a horrifying thing to go through. Not just any other doctor either, but Harvey, a man who seems so gentle and kind-hearted, a man who is supposed to be your partner.
Sad to say, but I don't think you'd have any way out of this. Your best course of action would be to just let him take care of you as much as he pleases. In due time, he would want to see you get better, so you'll be back to having your freedom in a few months, maybe...
Rewards...
It is pretty comedic saying this after that punishments portion, but Harvey, on more normal days, really is a passive man. He doesn't really have any strange obsessive habits, though he's probably a little weird about fluids...
By that, I mean he'd probably slip a little bit of his saliva or semen into his cooking. He gets a really euphoric rush when he sees you eating that tainted food he made for you. He enjoys that idea that a part of him is mingled in your body now. The other way around goes, too.
When you're sleeping, sometimes you drool, did you know that? You probably don't, because Harvey always wipes it off and licks it. It gives him shivers whenever he does, makes him way more excited than it should.
His libido is not the highest, but that's because I think he makes an active effort to suppress himself. Wants to be good for you. Harvey does have these dirty thoughts pretty often, but he usually just excuses himself to the bathroom for a second to relieve himself when it gets too unbearable. Even then, he dislikes this, since he feels like it'd be a waste of his release, since it's not inside you.
Every day would feel very domestic, he'd tease that you two already act like an old married couple, but he'd secretly hope you'd catch on to the idea he's putting down.
Harvey really does want to get married to you. He honestly, strangely, would act a lot more normally if you two were to be wed. It's like, there is something that exists that ties you two together, so even if you two aren't always by each other's side, he at least finds some comfort in knowing you two are bound forever.
Let's just, uh, hope you don't divorce him... Honestly, at this point, he may have already taken care of Mayor Lewis, so that option won't even be open to you anymore.
Harvey would probably try to pop the question during a little picnic he prepared for the two of you. The box for your engagement ring hidden in the picnic basket, amongst carefully wrapped sandwiches and lunchboxes.
You would pick it up while looking through the basket, wondering what it was. You open it, and Harvey feels like he could faint from how fast his heart is beating.
He stutters a lot, being unable to look you in the eye, then you rest a hand on his shoulder, and he feels alright again.
"I... I'd really like to get married with you, my love. Whaddya say?"
You smile at him, you say yes, and Harvey literally shouts in joy, before roughly taking you in his arms.
He quickly apologizes for being so erratic, but he swears he's never been happier. He just loves you so much.
Even though you two were only fiancés at this point, he'd call you his husband/wife/spouse from time to time, just a slip of the tongue, but he does get shy about it.
Your life together would be relatively the same now, just with some more added affection.
He'd get more comfortable around you, kissing you more often, getting more touchy, wearing less clothing around the house.
Of course, his main core value is still there; to care for you.
When thinking of Harvey's love language, you would, rationally, expect it to be acts of service. However, I posit this; his love language would be allowing himself to be taken care of.
He does get tired, and you do notice. You try to do his chores, try to take care of yourself so he'd have some time to relax, but he always gets fussy about it.
He insists that he can still do it, that he can still do things for you. Perhaps, he's scared that if he's unable to please you, that you'll go elsewhere, fall out of love with him.
You can sense that fear, and you tell him you'll still be here. You tell him to go lie down and rest, and you'll join him when you've finished cleaning up.
The wrinkles on his forehead soften up, so does his gaze, and he nods.
"I... Alright, sweetheart. I'll be waiting. Don't take too long, okay?"
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SOMEBODY TO LOVE
[Stardew Valley] Harvey x F!Reader x Shane
Rated E - 1.2k
Tags: poly relationship, threesome, spit-roasting, dirty talk, oral sex (f & m receiving), teasing, masturbation, dp, feelings, mentions of anxiety
A/N: the NSFW accompaniment to part i - these scenes are loose mirrors of the seasons and feelings that develop there 💕
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You didn’t know it could feel like this. It’s more than you’ve dreamed, so… intense.
A warm mouth swallowing your moans, before he draws back - brushing a kiss along your jaw, your neck. His body pressed flush with yours, fingers tracing patterns against your skin while another set of hands push your thighs further apart.
It’s still early in their relationship. Hands still wandering, learning. Hands that used to touch, brush against each other on accident and then withdrawal - but now overlap, linger, entwine.
There’s the nip of teeth on your inner thigh, the briefest pinch of pain before lips and tongue follow, soothing the mark. The scratch of facial hair as the other mouth moves down, until Harvey is kissing the soft curve of your breast, before his lips close around the taut peak of your nipple.
It’s already almost too much, and they haven’t even started. Your hips buck, feeling the heat of a mouth that’s teasing, hovering just above your center.
So close to where you want him - the words coming out in a breathy pant.
Please, please, please-
A low laugh, the head lifting so he can look at you.
“So needy.” Shane drawls, enjoying this - seeing the way you ache for them, “Help me out, Doc?”
Harvey makes a small sound of acknowledgment, the palm resting on your waist sliding down. Until his forearm rests against your abdomen, gently pressing down.
Pinning you into place.
“Much better.” Shane sighs, before his mouth dips down again.
Licking a stripe up your cunt this time, before pressing his tongue against the sensitive nub. Your hips jolt again, but the pressure of the arm increases, fingers stroking against the curve of your hip.
The pleasure coiling, swirling with each movement - sending you higher and higher.
You don’t think you’ll ever tire of this.
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The thing that surprises Harvey the most about Shane is his mouth. Not only the way he uses it - it’s more than just that.
It’s his words.
Harvey has spent a long time thinking Shane hated him. Earning no more than a grunt as a hello, a scowl in Harvey’s direction when he passed the clinic on his way to JojaMart.
Taking months to get more than a few words, half-heartedly strung together.
Never dreaming what he’d hear, now.
Kneeling behind you, watching as your own shift a little more open for him. His fist wrapped around the base of his cock, lining himself up. The bliss as he slowly nudges his way inside - the snug heat enveloping him, inch by inch.
Another set of hand cupping your jaw, a thumb running over your lower lip as you moan into the sheets. Slipping inside, pressing against your tongue as he tilts your face up.
Shane’s voice a low rasp, “Just look at you, baby.”
A soft tsk of his tongue as Harvey starts to move, his cock dragging against your walls. Pulling a high whine from your throat, your hands bunching in the sheets.
“I know he’s big, but you can take it.” Shane’s fingers leave your mouth to push down his waistband, “You can take both of us, can’t you?”
You’re nodding, and Harvey’s hips have started to move faster at the words, until he’s noticing how the praise effected him.
Making himself slow down, not wanting to rush.
Watching greedily as your lips part, tongue peeking out as Shane taps his cock against the wet tip.
The bob of your head as you take him, just like his said - your eyes fluttering shut as he sinks into the heat of your mouth.
“Fuck. That’s our girl.”
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His forehead rests against the tile, cooling his flushed skin. An arm braced against the wall for balance, the hot blast of the shower raining water down on sun-freckled shoulders, muscles aching from this mornings work.
Shane’s other hand drifts, over his chest, his stomach, then down. Cupping himself, the hiss of an intake of air through his teeth before his hand wraps around his cock.
He’s hard. Achingly so, fingers dragging over skin as he slowly starts to pump. Eyes drifting closed, imagining.
At first, it had just been you. That was a long time ago, when you first arrived - after he started thinking that maybe there was something more.
But lately, it’s changed - and now he pictures more. The curve of a chest pressing at his back, caging him in. A hand - longer, softer than his own, cupping his neck. Wrapping around it for a moment, thumb pressing into his skin, before it drops down.
Changing the way he strokes himself, imaging how Harvey might do it. Groaning as his hand slows, drawing out the pleasure instead of roughly fucking into his fist.
He pictures you, too. On your knees in front of him, nuzzling at his thighs, his balls, his cock - pretty eyes peeking up at him. Watching.
Each breath comes shorter and shorter, until he’s picturing you drawing back - mouth opening, tongue peeking out to take him. His hand stroking a little harder, a little faster.
It’s selfish. He knows it is. But it’s his fantasy, so fuck it - he can think whatever he wants.
Now you’re both saying something to him - he can’t hear the words but he can hear the timber. The intent behind them, soft and warm and praising.
Making him feel like he -
Like he just might deserve -
“Fuck.“ He groans, before his teeth bite down against his fist, muffling his cry.
The muscles in his back stringing tight as his vision seems to white out. The sharp throbs of pleasure as his release splashes against the tile, dripping down - his fist working himself until he’s sagging, gasping with relief.
Yoba. He thinks. He’s got it bad.
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It’s incredible how easily they learned to work together. The careful shift of hips, your cheek resting on Harvey’s chest because you don’t have the strength to hold yourself up.
Sweat clinging to your skin, very little of it due to the sticky, summer heat.
Shane’s hips rock forward, pushing himself deep. The ache as you’re stretched open, your breath coming in a short, little pant.
You feel so full - it’s always like this. Taking their time to work you open, but it’s worth the indescribable feeling of having them both inside you.
And you know they can feel it too - the way Harvey stiffens beneath you, moaning as your body jolts with the thrust. He can feel both of you, the way you’re wrapped around him. Each drag of Shane’s cock, bumping against his.
He’s thankful this position doesn’t give much room for him to move - he is sure he would not last long.
Your fingers shoving between his skin and the mattress, pressing into his back. Each breath pushing from you with a soft, “ah” - your voice high, whined out through your teeth.
“Oh, feels so good.”
Pleasure pricking down your spine, settling low in your stomach. Building, building, building. Harvey’s hand tipping your face up so he can press his mouth to yours.
His hand curling around Shane’s neck, bringing him down with a grunt. Pinned between them as their lips meet next. Shane making a rough, needy sound in his throat - a whine - his hips stuttering.
None of you thought you’d find this. Not just the physical connection - it was so much more than that.
Never thinking you’d find someone that understood the loneliness, the sense of not belonging. Of starting over somewhere new, even though it was hard.
It didn’t erase what had happened, in your lives before. Demons still lingered, anxieties and fears still clawed their way to the surface.
But you were happy, and you had each other.
And that was enough.
You get lost in those thoughts, the pleasure - until you’re close. About to shatter.
“Come on, sweetheart. Let go.” Harvey’s voice rumbles in your ear, his lips swollen and kiss-flushed.
“We’ve got you.”
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Can I ask for a bachelor's x delinquent! reader. If you have a character limit you can just choose any bachelor you want and the reader can be fem or gender neutral
dfhskjfgkfhdakgsdf an ask B))) okay so basically this is gonna be a long one
Alex:
I feel like he's pretty indifferent to it fdshkhjf
Before you two got together he didn't think very highly of you
"oh god there they go"
Once you're together though he's a lot less bothered
depends on the kind of delinquent activities.
Petty thievery from jojamart? I think he might enjoy the adrenaline
I don't think he's very fond of vandalism.
"Why???"
I know when I hear delinquent I think strong, and I think Alex would enjoy a strong partner.
Overall I can see it going either way with him.
Elliot:
Elliot doesn't take is as well as Alex
again, Why???
You two never really crossed paths until you got close, so before he got close with you he didn't really know your true nature.
He got close before he even realized tbh
once you have something established he just kinda has to accept it.
He'd like trespassing though, especially with his s/o. I can totally see him exploring old abandoned places, it's inspiration! He definitely just likes the quiet with his s/o.
He's not gonna join you in any other delinquent "activities" though.
Harvey:
Quite possibly takes it the worst.
Before you two get together he is very troubled by your presence.
Mans a doctor after all, he wants to help the community, not add more problems by raising crime levels.
He likes a quiet town without crime and drama, and you bring all that to town.
I can see him getting over it, especially if it was targeted towards jojamart, but then again I'm not too sure. He would definitely try to encourage you against it though.
If you two (somehow) get close he just learns to live with it. I don't see him trying to change someone too much, maybe just influence them on a better path?
DEFINITELY won't join you.
Sam:
Ah hell yeah
This mans for it
Before and after you two have anything established.
Little skater bro already has Lewis up his ass about skateboarding everywhere
His mom would probably flip out if with you around, you're a bad influence!!!
I can see you two spray painting the tunnel out of stardew together with your initials grrbrbrbrbrbrb
He'll join you, so long as the crimes stay petty and there's no real victim.
Sebastian:
Dudes also here for it
He might not join you as often, he doesn't really leave the house like at all
(you two probably met when you were doing something shady and he just shrugged it off fhhdkghgkjf)
He might graffiti the tunnel with you tho
He doesn't want you getting hurt, so he'll make sure your "adventures" stay tame enough, but he's not gonna try to change you of your ways or anything.
you definitely intimidate him a bit though LOL
He thought sam was a bit of a menace sometimes
oh god now there's two
Shane:
Again, I don't see him joining you but he won't discourage you.
He's not exactly a pessimist once you two get together, but he's down for a little chaos sometimes (especially if he doesn't have to cause it)
You're running from Lewis trying not to get caught while he's hiding somewhere nearby pumping his fist in the air and cheering you on silently LMAO
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ransprang · 1 year
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admin san challenged me to write this. i didn't realize i'd actually enjoy writing this so much. this is gonna be about 3-4 chapters long. i'm also trying a new writing style hope y'all like this :D - admin sar
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 (Finale)
Serial Killer! Harvey x Ex-Lawyer! Reader - Chapter 1
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Harvey had been living in Stardew Valley for quite a while now. After finishing his residency he had to get a job somewhere. The only place where he found a job opening was Stardew Valley. The first years spent in the Valley have been quiet ones with nothing to complain about.
While the Valley’s nature around him was kind and peaceful, it’s inhabitants not so much. He’d seen the way Pam had glared at him after he told her to decrease her alcoholic habits, the way that kid Alex jeered at him and so much more.
This Valley would be much better without certain people Harvey thought. Perhaps it’s his duty to cleanse this town.
Harvey got a whiteboard to write down his hit list and the ways he’d make them cease one by one. Weeks of preparation went by as Harvey made his plans. One fine spring day, it was announced that a new resident had moved in - some farmer. Hopefully the farmer doesn’t end up on his list Harvey hopes, otherwise it’d be more cleaning up for him. ,,
Year 1, Spring
You moved into the Valley after your grandfather’s death to escape the busy life of being a prosecutor. The farm life is gonna be difficult considering your sedentary lifestyle till now, but you were excited.
For the first few days you unpacked your belongings and tilled the soil to start your new life. You were mostly excited to meet the townspeople. When you went into town to get seeds you got to meet many people like the sweet granny Evelyn and the quirky Emily. You had met many people over just a few days and you felt so welcomed. You even made sure to stop by and meet the town doctor as you were sure to get injured somehow.
,, When Harvey met you for the first time he was a bit taken aback by your poise and the kindness in your eyes. While a brief encounter, he hoped perhaps he would see more of you.
That same night, Harvey set out to execute his first victim. The town’s secluded rude drunkard - Shane.
Harvey had quite a few reasons to select Shane. That barely employed man had passed out drunk several times in random places around town. And of course that meant Harvey’s nights and mornings are constantly ruined with calls of people finding Shane randomly or looking dead. Even poor little Jas had to see her uncle almost dead first thing in the morning. Harvey thought he could finally get some peace and sleep with that man gone. Not like anyone would care anyways.
Around 2am, knowing everyone was asleep, Harvey quietly staked out the most frequent spots Shane could be found. He saw Shane barely able to hold himself up next to the sewers. Littered with cans of beer around him and a storm brewing, Harvey knew it’s the perfect time. Harvey stayed hidden till Shane’s body collapsed. Putting on some gloves, Harvey crept closer to the drunkard.
Shane’s chest was moving in a calm rhythmic pattern. Harvey using all of his usually unused might, began pushing Shane’s body towards the edge of the cliff. Taking a look below, it was as if the tumultuous ocean was Harvey’s ally just asking to engulf Shane’s body.
As Harvey sent Shane’s body off the cliff, his eyes slowly opened to see a figure quickly getting farther away from him till just water entered his eyes. The thunder was loud as were the waves crashing against the cliff, covering any noise made by Shane. Harvey feeling satisfied returned home for a warm cup of coffee.
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As for you, you had adjusted surprisingly quickly in just a month. You thought it was time for you to get some animals! It sure would be nice to eat eggs more often.
You head over to Marnie’s barn, a woman who you weren’t close with yet. Entering the barn with a good morning, you noticed the gloomy atmosphere. Marnie was kneeling comforting a crying Jas. She saw you come in and took Jas to her bed before attending to you.
"Sorry if it’s a bad time I can come back later.." you said. Marnie shook her head, "Oh no no please come in. You see it’s just that Jas’s uncle Shane hasn’t been at home nor at the Joja mart where he works for days now. We were just a little worried that is all."
You had seen Shane a few times. While he didn’t seem too friendly, you could tell he was just someone with a troubled past. Not a bad man. After some more chatting with Marnie you bought 2 new chickens and brought them home to their coop.
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farmerstarter · 9 months
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The Bachelors and How They Sleep
hello lovelies! Have some more of my headcanons. These HCs are for a gn! reader. If you have any requests then feel free to send me an ask! Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated 🌷🤍
Alex:
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🏈 Moves a lot during his sleep. But he doesn't outright punch you by accident. You always seem to end up being under him.
🏈 Mumbles a lot too. One time, you woke up to him counting to himself, just like how he counts his bicep curls.
🏈 Wakes up early, just a few moments before you. He says it's because he needs to exercise the first thing in the morning. But it's actually because he felt you move out of the bed and he doesn't like to be alone.
🏈 Gives you all the pillows to make you comfortable. He says it's important for your muscles to get a good night's rest. He ends up hogging the blankets.
Elliott:
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🪶 Sleeps like a dead man. He doesn't move at all, save for the occasional turning to the side to snuggle against you.
🪶 It takes him a while to finally succumb to slumber. He says it's because he's used to listening to the waves of the beach to fall asleep.
🪶 Silk pajamas, the man has sets of them. He keeps his hair down while sleeping so you sometimes wake up to your whole face being covered by his locks.
🪶 He's a late riser, mostly because he sleeps late too. He tells you that he writes better at night and he doesn't allow himself to rest until he's finished writing one chapter at least.
Harvey:
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🛩️ Sometimes, Harvey forgets to take off his glasses before he goes to bed. Which is why he has so many broken ones that he tries to hide from you by kicking them under the bed.
🛩️ Professional cuddler. He always makes sure you're in his arms or vice versa. He needs to touch you in order to get a good night's rest. Doesn't matter if you two are spooning or if it's just his hand on top of your arm.
🛩️ Snores a lot. Goes "hoooonk mimimimimi hoooonk mimimimi"
🛩️ I like to imagine him wearing those pajamas that's like just a long night gown and those floppy pointy hats. You know the one.
Sam:
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🎸 Alex mumbles in his sleep, Sam straight up sings. Usually it's outbursts of the choruses of his songs, sometimes he'd hum the tune out. You have a video of him playing air drums while sleeping. You sent the video to Abigail and Sebastian, and they never let Sam hear the end of it.
🎸 He wakes up super late most of the time. But on the rare occasion where he doesn't, he cooks breakfast and serves it to you in bed. Complete with a flower in a vase and everything.
🎸 Always kisses you before he falls asleep. Straight up drags you to his side of the bed to peck your lips.
🎸 Would take off his shirt to put it on you. He says he doesn't want you getting cold at night and waves you off when you refuse, worried about his wellbeing. "I don'T gEt sicK eaSiLy, Babe," ends up in the clinic to get meds the next day.
Sebastian:
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👾 It's my headcanons and I say he moves a LOT during his sleep. So much so that you end up on the floor when you wake up. He refuses to believe that he does that.
👾 His sleep schedule depends on you. He refuses to sleep unless you're already in the house. He doesn't like the feeling of sleeping when he doesn't know you're safe. You'll find him waiting for you on the porch.
👾 Prefers to sleep on the side of the bed where the sun doesn't shine.
👾 Immediately feels it when you get out of the bed. And he wakes up immediately, groggy and needing a few minutes to register where he is. Even if you're just going to get a glass of water, Sebastian would wake up and ask where you're going.
Shane:
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🐣 This man says good night to all the chickens in your coop before he goes to bed, I decided.
🐣 He used to get little to no hours of sleep but after moving in with you, he tries to get enough sleep as possible.
🐣 Hugs you in his sleep, all the time.
🐣 He wakes up the same moment you do, sometimes earlier. He gave himself the job to take care of your farm animals so you don't have to work too hard. So he wakes early to get the job done as soon as possible to spend breakfast with you.
🐣 My brother in Yoba, he would wake up in the middle of the night to get a snack. You would sometimes catch him in the middle of drinking cows milk straight out of the bottle in front of the open fridge.
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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
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junicult · 1 year
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!! waking up w the bachelors for the first time.
contains ; suggestive content. minor mentions of sex. the morning after fluff. fem implied!farmer. unestablished relationships / new relationship tropes.
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harvey.
- for starters, he’s already awake before you even wake up.
- it probably look him forever to fall asleep, too. he didn’t want to move you from lying on his chest, but he was much too aware of his breathing,
- needless to say, he was nervous.
- he had a great night, but he was still frightened to wake you up.
- when you finally did though, a little later then the crack of dawn like you’re used to: you find yourself in bed alone.
- it didn’t take long before the fresh smell of sizzling bacon, and eggs filled your senses.
- shirtless harvey making breakfast in the kitchen. yup.
- when he notices you behind him, he’s quick to kiss you.
- “how are you feeling?” he asks, his hands immediately holding onto your arms.
- “a little sore,” you tease, and he’s instantly flushed and red.
- of course he’s apologizing, and asking if there’s anything he can do to help.
- but mostly, he’s feeling his ego puff up a little. it’s good for him, he needs it.
- what’s even better for his ego is when he feels your fingers gently tracing the lines on his back, and then you’re shooting apologies for being the reason those were there.
- not that he could complain. he feels a serious boost of confidence walking around knowing there’s scratches all up and down his back from your doing.
- absolutely looked at them in the mirror when he got home.
- i’m sry but he’s a doctor. yes he’s shy but he definitely knows what he’s doing w a woman.
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sam.
- definitely woke up with nearly his entire body weight on top of yours.
- his arms wrapped around you, keeping you pressed against him whilst completely unconscious.
- you’re moving so gently, trying your absolute best not to wake him up before you see him quietly stir.
- “where are you going?” with the largest frown on his cheeks.
- yes, he understands you have work to do on the farm…but he’s too tired to really care.
- just for today!
- “lay with me for a little. it’s a sunday!” he’s mumbling, sleepy voice and eyes closed while he continues to tug you into him.
- once he’s mildly awake, no longer able to fall asleep, he’s instantly the sweetest.
- “how’d you sleep?” “are you feeling okay?” “is there anything you need?”
- he can’t get over the sight of you from the night before, his face flushed and red just from thinking about it even after hours later.
- loves just running his fingertips up and down your arm, feeling your goosebumps.
- all he wants to do is just kiss you all over, hold you close and express his excitement over being with you.
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shane.
- he’s knocked tf out.
- he’s significantly exhausted, not only because you did a number on him but also because it’s been so long since he’s spent the night with anyone.
- he truly feels undeserving, especially when he gets woken up to you planting a soft kiss to his forehead.
- “you made breakfast?” he asks, in utter shock at the display before him.
- you sit in the opposite end of the bed, legs crossed while the both of you pick at the various fruits, eggs, and bacon on the tray.
- he feels a little awkward, but only because he’s never been treated like this before.
- and also because he didn’t expect affection like this afterwards.
- honestly, he probably thought you’d both stop talking to each other.
- he’s relieved to find that’s the opposite.
- “are you…feeling okay? or anything?” he asks, rubbing his hand behind his head.
- you can’t help but laugh, maybe tease him a little for being so awkward: which only eases his nerves.
- insists on cleaning up the dishes.
- he tries not to pay so much attention to the purple blotches on your neck every time you speak to him for the next few days.
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sebastian.
- he was nervous.
- it took him a bit to fall asleep, mostly because it usually takes him a while to fall asleep at night: but this took especially long.
- he found himself kind of antsy for the morning.
- although you did converse for a while after finishing: he was still terrified.
- like an entire nights sleep would change your mind about the whole thing and you’d regret it, or something.
- nope, completely wrong.
- he woke up on his own when the floorboards creaked.
- the sun was already up, peeking through the curtains. the large bed beside him was empty, but it didn’t take long to find you.
- “oh! shit, did i wake you?” you ask, hair disheveled and clothes aimlessly thrown on.
- he has to blink back a layer of sleep to take in the sight of you.
- “no, it’s fine.” he yawns, trying to ignore your bare, plush thighs that peek from underneath your t-shirt.
- “i have to get started with work. you can sleep in, don’t worry about it.” your smile makes his heart buzz, and he genuinely wants to decline (mostly because he doesn’t wanna feel like a burden) but your bed was just so comfortable.
- he wakes up literal hours later.
- you’ve already done a handful of chores for the day, and he finds you feeding your cows across the farm.
- he does in fact watch you for a bit. (in the least creepy way.)
- but when you come back inside to check up on him, he’s making you sashimi for lunch.
- “did you sleep well?” you tease, smiling when his cheeks go pink and his eyebrows raise.
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alex.
- now, i wanna say he totally planned on waking up before you, make some scrambled eggs and water your plants.
- but he didn’t. in fact, he woke up to complete emptiness in the bed beside him.
- he was silently upset at himself.
- he underestimated how early you wake up every morning.
- luckily, he was able to find you in the kitchen, blissfully humming while making a shared breakfast.
- “g’morning, pretty.” he’s grinning, slightly startling you by wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing you into his chest.
- he’s incredibly infatuated with how you look in the morning.
- the sight of your lips all plump, the couple of hickeys on your collar and your loose t-shirt hanging just above your ass.
- sry but he’s already obsessed with how domestic it is.
- he’s definitely thinking things that he’ll keep to himself until your third or fourth morning together.
- “let me help you, please.” he puffs out his lower lip, batting his eyelashes dramatically to watch you scoff.
- grins when you step aside and let him pamper you.
- probably finds himself lingering around longer then intended.
- not that you mind, but he didn’t even realize he hasn’t seen his grandparents all day until the sun was starting to set.
- kisses you goodbye and promises to see you tomorrow.
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elliot.
- bros aftercare is INSANE.
- EVEN hours later.
- like ik he’s getting you water, something to eat, rubbing your sore muscles, and just overall worshipping the ground you step on afterwards,
- but even when you wake up in the morning he’s still the same.
- “are you hungry? you should eat.” “no, let me get that for you.” “how are you feeling?”
- he made such a gormet breakfast you were almost too full to do work.
- which of course he’s telling you he’s got it, but you’re not immobile by any means.
- he isn’t anything but romantic.
- he’s all about you, and your pleasure that if anything, you’re just lacking energy in the morning.
- his lips haven’t not touched a single part of ur body, i’m gonna be honest.
- he just wants to praise every inch of you.
- he also loves watching you work. it’s extremely attractive to him.
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jlushie · 1 year
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small crackfic request ??? anwyays, how would Seb, Abigail and Sam (seperately) react/say if you asked them "Would you still love me if i turned into a frog???☹️" HAHA TYSM
I love this idea so much. What more can I say? T0T
I sometimes wonder the exact same thing-
Enjoy this fun little crackfic!
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Sebastian, Abigail, and Sam with a Farmer Who Asks, "Would you Still Love me if I Turned into a Frog?"
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Abigail:
What???
Honestly, she's a bit confused. She had absolutely no idea where that question had even come from. One second you two are playing games and the next you're asking a question like that? What's the connection??
She starts laughing at the silly question. You couldn't mean it literally, right?
"You've been around Sebastian too much babe."
She doesn't take it seriously until you give her that face.
She feels a little bad if she hurt your feelings. She didn't mean to! She just... didn't know you actually meant it so seriously!
"Aww baby don't look so sad it's making me feel bad! You know I'd love you if you were a frog! I'd still love you if you were the slimiest, weirdest looking frog ever!"
Is that a compliment??? Was that an insult?? You don't even know. At least you know she'll be stuck with you forever, right?
Sam:
You instantly got this man giggling. Not in the way Abi was, where he doesn't take you seriously at all, but more of just a flustered, sort of teasing giggle.
"Sunshine, of course I would."
You felt at ease he said it in such a kind way. It instantly makes you sigh in relief.
"...Though, it would be hard. I mean... I wouldn't be able to take you to many places like I do now. Wait... You wouldn't even be able to farm! A chicken might eat you or something too if you try to be cool with other animals! -"
...He's overthinking the question.
He suddenly looks panicked, grabbing you by the shoulders.
"Babe, how are you gonna come to my concerts? What would my family say if you were a frog!?"
He suddenly rests his head on yours, his mouth lifting into a bit of a smirk when out of your view.
"Just don't turn into a frog, okay? That would kinda suck."
Sebastian:
"Yes."
He didn't even think about it. His answer just kinda flew out of his mouth when he comprehended the question at hand.
He gives you a soft smile, resting his face in his hand as he stared at you with pure adoration.
"I'd get you a little frog house and a little frog farm. I'll make sure you're the happiest frog on the planet."
You turned bright red. It was just a goof and a gaff kinda question Seb not a serious life or death one.
He realized what he said, blushing a bit and avoiding your eyes.
"Sorry... Too weird?"
Not even in the slightest. He's just... A cute, frog loving dude T_T
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babiebom · 6 months
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Pls pls pls do one nsfw alphabet for sdv Sam I luv him sm
A/N: for sure! Since you didn’t pick any letters I went ahead and picked 4 random ones!! Feel free to come back and request whatever if you want something different!!
Tw: sexual content
Alphabet Post Masterlist
A-Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
The cuddliest person in existence ngl. After having sex all he wants is to hold you close with his face in your neck/chest/hair. Dude is the definition of bliss after he cums. Like I know for some guys post nut clarity makes them feel disgusted and shit. For Sam he is just happy, dude has gone to heaven. When he gets out of that cuddling mood he’ll try and clean the two of you up but cleaning up is usually the furthest thing on his mind he literally just wants to be pressed against you.
G-Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Having sex with him is FUN. To him the act of sex is something that should be happy and fun. There is no seriousness with him. A body part makes a weird noise? Don’t worry about it, bodies are weird focus on feeling good. It’s all good vibes with him. Expect him to make jokes afterwards or be like “babe watch me do a kick flip”. Everything is comfortable with him.
K-Kink (one or more of their kinks)
If I am being honest, while I think he could be dominant with the right person, I think he is a more submissive person. Dude would love to have a mommy gf that takes control while having sex. I also think he would like to record porn vids, he would save them on like a laptop or something. Would be super happy if you’re willing to let him upload it to pornhub or Reddit or something. He would edit it to cover your faces and names but recording and uploading is a dream of his.
V-Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
VERY LOUD. you cannot have sex at Jodi’s house because EVERYONE would know. Like god even Haley and Emily next door would know. Dude is not thinking about ANYTHING but how good it feels and keeping it down is not on his mind at all. He whimpers and moans a lot. At first it’s low pitched, but the closer he gets to cumming the higher his voice gets. Literally his volume and sound go up the better it feels. You will always know if he’s having a good time because the sound he makes are unable to be faked by the bliss that’s in his voice.
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deepestnightcolor · 10 days
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☾ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɢᴜʏ ☽
ᴀ/ɴ: HERE I AM WITH ANOTHER SAM SMUT! I seriously don't know what happened here, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless. Just a small disclaimer: don't go around hitting people, kids. Use your big words for big emotions!
Thank you for your time and all your love!~
PS: bonus points to whoever finds the tiny easter egg.
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x afab!Reader
ᴡᴄ: 4045 words.
ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: weird, drunk guy hitting on the reader. Sam getting protective and physical. Guard dog Sammy. Mentions of blood, the taste of blood, and bruises.
Cowgirl position, making love bites, dirty talk, cream pie, Sam is a little obsessed in his fuck-drunken mind, cock-piercing, pierced tongue.
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Believing in Sam had always come naturally to you. The moment he showed you his guitar and the way he could handle it, you knew he had potential. That is why you never minded coming to his band practice; you enjoyed cheering him on, giving his cheek a kiss after each session and smiling at him, praising him in a gentle voice.
Sam loved having you as an audience. Everything about you made him want to be better. He taught himself your favourite songs, just so he was able to see your face light up when you recognized the melody. Sharing his passion with you was easier for him than with anyone else. At first, he had thought your personality was the reason for that, but when you kissed his cheek after one of his practices and the first thing he had felt was the wish that you would kiss his lips instead, he began to consider that there perhaps was more than just the trust he showed you.
After all, whenever Sam had doubts, he would come to you.
Whenever he didn’t know what to play, he would come to you.
Whenever he felt like he had to show someone a new song he taught himself, he would come to you.
That is why no one was surprised that he would come to you once his band had landed its first gig in Zuzu City. Blue eyes glistening with excitement, his whole body trembling while he tried to refrain from jumping up and down as he relayed the news. You laughed with him, hugging the blond tightly to your chest. “I knew it was only a matter of time,” you told him. And he believed it.
That was also the reason you stood in front of a stage in Zuzu city, wearing your most adorable outfit you knew was one of Sam’s favourites, given the way his gaze lingered whenever you had it on. In fact, he had given you the expected reaction when you had stepped up to the bus; first squishing you to his toned chest, just to stare once you had pulled away. His voice had been hoarse as he complimented you, telling you that you were an absolute beauty tonight. You had smiled at him, your fingers running through your hair as you leaned towards his ear just to whisper some words that would spin around Sam’s head for the whole ride. “You look deliciously hot as well, Sammy.” 
Deliciously hot, huh? He had never heard you call anyone else like that. Did that mean something? That was entirely possible, wasn’t it?
The way you stared up at him while he was on stage definitely made him wonder. But he was not innocent, either, because he stared right back. Each song he announced, he announced for you. Each special solo was dedicated to you. Each look with hooded “fuck me”-eyes that seemingly danced over the crowd was dedicated to you. To Sam, this whole fucking show was for you. And you drank it all up.
In fact, you were enthralled enough you didn’t even notice the guy who pushed up to you as Sam thanked the crowd. All that mattered was Sam, and his voice whispering a good night to the crowd. His blue eyes landed on you again, and you took the chance to smile at him, blowing him a kiss.
“You alone here?” a voice next to you suddenly slurred over the noise of the crowd, which meant that its owner must have been incredibly close. You turned your head slowly, meeting a guy’s face. He seemed drunk already, and the grin he gave you certainly wasn’t one of good intentions. You cleared your throat and took a step back, scratching your neck. “No, no really.”
“Huh, that’s smart for a pretty girl like you.”
 You gave an awkward smile, not wanting to tempt the stranger into attempting any further conversation as you turned around, trying to make your way to the bar. You had exchanged two sentences, and you were already desperate to escape the situation.
You were able to make it to the bar and ordered a drink that you could down before finding Sam, when suddenly, a hand landed on your hip, using the leverage to spin you around. A gasp left your lips, your muscles tensing when you saw the drunken man again.
“Hey, I wasn’t done talking to you. Somebody should teach you manners.”
You grit your teeth, trying to squirm free of his grasp. His hands were sweaty and felt uncomfortable – disgusting - even through the fabric of your clothes.
You had never been in a situation like this, not in all the years you had lived in Zuzu. Your eyes trailed to the stage automatically, trying to make out the blond hair. Maybe he would catch your gaze and-
“I am talking to you,” the voice snarled, making your attention snap back to him. His hand was still on you, and you wanted to get it away from you.
“Fuck off,” you hissed, squirming again and finally being able to get rid of his hand.
“That is no way to talk to someone. Especially for a pretty girl like you. Maybe I should take you home and-“
“Didn’t you fucking hear? She told you to fuck off.” A familiar voice, a voice that felt safe.  Sam had emerged from the crowd, pushing past the guy to stand next to you.
“And who are you?”
“Her fucking boyfriend. Also telling you to fuck. Off.”
One of the blond’s arms was quick to snake around your waist, pulling you into his side with a quick tug. Again, a hand was on your hip, but this time you felt much more comfortable. Much better.
The happy glint that had been in his eyes while he was on stage had vanished and was replaced by something dark. Something you had never seen cloud those pretty blue eyes before. It almost seemed possessive.
The stranger cleared his throat, and for a moment, it seemed like he would retreat without any other word.
But then, everything went down fast.
“Fine. No one wants a cheap slut like you, anyways.” The drunk man hadn’t even finished spitting on the ground in front of his feet before a fist connected with his jaw. Sam, the man who played the SpongeBob theme song when bored and loved the minions had thrown the first punch, and a good one at that. The sheer power behind it made his opponent stumble backward, the blond using the opportunity to now step in front of you.
“Don’t. You. Call. Her. That!” he growled, his fist already lifted for the next hit. The guy, despite the level of alcohol that he probably had in his system, was fast, though. He shot back up and allowed his knuckles to meet Sam’s face, but his aim was off. His head knocked with a light cracking sound to the side. You let out a loud gasp, and desperately tugged on the man’s shirt, trying to get him away from your harasser. “Sam. Come on. Let’s go.”
But Sam had started something. And he would finish it. You were absolutely shocked as he aggressively shoved the guy, who now had blood on his knuckle. He used the distraction he had created to hit his face again, this time sending him to the ground with a grunting sound. Trying to defend himself while falling he scratched Sam, but it seemed the guitarist didn’t even mind. Instead, he straddled him and gripped him by the collar of his shirt, staring right into his eyes.
“Never. And I mean fucking never touch her again. I will find you. I will break your hands and shove them so far down your throat they will come out of your ass again.”
“Sam!” You cried, which finally got his attention. He let go of the shirt, dropping him in his own spit, giving the pathetic figure a snarl. Without another word, Sam gently took your wrist, leading you toward the backstage area where he had gotten ready. Once he finally turned around to settle you on one of the chairs, knelt down in front of you to make sure you were okay, you could see what the impact had done to him. His carefully styled hair was a mess; there were scratches on his cheek, and his pretty pink lips were busted open. You found it pretty unfair that he had just gotten into a fight and still looked hot. Maybe even hotter.
“Are you okay? What a disgusting-“
You couldn’t help but stare at his lips. They were so pretty. And he had gone all out just to protect you. You just had to kiss him, didn’t you?
You couldn’t resist anymore, your hands grabbed at the back of his neck and pulled him in. The blond winced at the sting when your lips collided, but by Yoba, did your hands feel good against the heated-up skin of his neck. He would have been stupid if he hadn’t kissed back; and who was he to deny your tongue entrance to his mouth, anyway?
It would have been a shame if he didn’t suck on your tongue like a desperate man, and fuck did your lips taste good.
Blood and saliva mixed together, but you didn’t seem to mind. In fact, you let your hands trace through his hair, giving a few blond strands a soft tug. Sam grunted, getting on his long legs without breaking the kiss, allowing himself to drop down on the sofa while pulling you towards him. You took the chance and straddled him, only pulling away to kiss down his jawline.
“You know how long I have wanted to kiss you?” The guitarist murmured, allowing his head to dip to the side to give you more access. “Ever since you first played that stupid song to annoy Sebastian and Abigail,” you answered bluntly, kissing down his neck. You knew Sam’s face would bruise up tomorrow, so what were a few more? You wanted this fucking man.
Fangs sinking in the flesh of his neck, you sucked on the newfound redness, shiver running down your spine when you heard the deep groan rumble through his chest. Feeling you react to the sound he made gave him a sudden boost of confidence, large hands trailing down your back just to grip the flesh of your ass with both of his hands. He gave it a good squeeze, not being able to help himself but moan. You felt so good already, and you weren’t even undressed.Yet.
“Sam…I…Fuck, I want you.”
That certainly was an understatement by now. You needed Sam. Given the pulsing you felt beneath you, you were pretty sure you would get what you needed, though.
His fingers were now clawing at your butt as he pulled you in closer, his busted lips smashing into yours again. This time he didn’t even flinch at the feeling; this time he was nothing short of greedy. Shoving his tongue past your pearly whites, he explored your mouth, trying to get to taste more of you. You moaned for him when he sucked on your tongue again, his piercing rubbing against the muscle. The heat that had begun pooling between your legs made you shift around his lap, only to be rewarded by the blond bucking up his hips in an attempt to chase the feeling. Both of you moaned into one another’s mouths, and you were sure you had never craved something this much in life. Sam’s hands had left your butt now, fingers working on unbuttoning your pants. His fingers were skilled, so the small button keeping the shorts together definitely wasn’t much of an obstacle. In fact, you could feel his fingers toying with the waistband of your panties faster than you could blink. Not that you minded. Quite the opposite; while still enjoying Sam’s tongue dominating yours, you lifted your hips so he could pull down the fabric that separated his slender fingers from your heat.
“That’s a good girl,” Sam cooed in your mouth, making you moan quietly. How could a man have you so wrapped around his finger without even touching your pussy yet?
That quickly changed when the calloused pad of his index finger found your clit, gently nudging the hardening bundle of nerves. “So wet for me already, aren’t you?”
You nodded, your brain not able to produce words that would even come close to explaining that he would be able to make you just as wet by only getting naked.
Your hips rutted against his finger, and in turn, his hardening cock. The blond sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth, the need to get you naked and feel you against, scratch that, around his drooling dick growing in the pit of his stomach. But Sam, ever the gentleman, instead allowed his finger to slip through your folds, circling your needy little entrance with ease before dipping in just the tip.
Your reaction was immediate. You arched in your back and tried to press down your hips to coax him in a little more, but Sam, staring at you in absolute awe, removed his finger whenever you attempted. How could one person be so hot? How the hell could he have gone so long without touching you?
“Sam, please. Give me something,” you begged, licking your lips as you looked down at him. Sam, giving you a toothy grin, finally gave in and pushed a single finger inside of you, enjoying your lip being dragged in between your teeth to keep yourself from moaning his name out loud. His finger thrusted up inside of you, and just to give you a better idea of what was awaiting you he bucked up his hips.
The blond took his time, only adding a second finger after you begged him to, scissoring them within you to coax out more of the moans that sounded like music to his ear. He himself had to dig the nails of his other hand inside of the couch to ground himself enough as to not whimper and moan just from touching you. However, when your hands set into motion to remove your shirt and bra, allowing those fucking pretty tits to bounce free, it was game over. A low moan left his swollen lips as he stared at your chest, shamelessly ogling them. You could have sworn you saw his tongue loll out of his mouth, some drool dripping from the muscle, but a third finger stretching your drooling cunt distracted you.
“Sam, please. Can I ride you? Pretty please.”
He was dreaming, probably. Or he had smoked too much weed and was imagining this; how else could this be happening? But your hips rutting against his fingers that were coated in your slick were telling a different story. And even if all of this wasn’t real, he would enjoy it while it lasted.
“Sam? Please, baby. Please let me ride this cock…Fuck, you are so hard already. I can feel it through your pants…”
The whine that left you when he removed his fingers from you absolutely tore his heart into shreds, but he needed to free his dick. Otherwise, it would have ripped his pants apart, given that pretty begs that left your sweet mouth oh so easily.
He shifted you around in his lap, pulling down his pants and boxers just enough for his erection to spring free. The skin was hot, and you just had to gawk at him. Sam was big and girthy. And at that-
“You got your dick pierced?” You whispered, but it pretty much sounded like a whimpered moan. The blond grinned a little, tongue trailing over his teeth.
“Mhhhm…You like it?”
Fuck. You could have had an orgasm on the spot, by doing nothing else but imagining the pierced tip to bully into you.
Sam opened his mouth to tease you just a little more when he suddenly felt your fingers wrap around his shaft, guiding his drooling tip to your entrance. He was absolutely hypnotized, watching his tip kiss your sloppy hole and the way your thighs twitched. “Fuuuuck…” he breathed as you allowed the tip to enter you. You were insanely wet, and your cunt greeted him with another gush of juices.
The blond decided he could have died right then and there and his life would have been complete; that was at least what he thought until you pushed and pushed and pushed. He just couldn’t take his eyes away from his dick vanishing in your desperate pussy, centimetre by centimetre. His mouth was hanging open, and now you definitely could see his tongue hanging out, his chest heaving and falling quickly as the man who had fearlessly thrown punches before was now whimpering for you.
You yourself weren’t in much better shape.
The metal pushing against your wall the more you sat down on him; his sheer length splitting you open, it all had you a babbling mess. Telling him how good he felt, how big he was, how much you had wanted this. Sam’s hands were pawing at your hips, visibly straining himself from not just fucking into you, fucking everything he couldn’t say right up your cunt. But you needed a moment, he knew by the way your walls clung to him, the way you shifted around. You were so fucking precious, and he wanted you to know. His lips trailed along your neck, sucking onto your skin once he found your collarbones. His finger had taken its place on your clit again, flicking the bud gently as his blue eyes peered at you again. His eyes had the same look in them as they had before, just this time they were also filled with silent worship. This look alone gave you to strength to lift your hips, just to drop them down, allowing him to bottom out inside of you again. The two of you moaned in unison, and for some reason, you couldn’t imagine a life without this dick anymore.
Your hips rutted back and forth as your lips found Sam’s again, the kiss you shared desperate and wet. But neither of you cared as moans spilled from your connected lips. His pre-cum was mixing with your wetness, causing sloppy sounds whenever your walls completely wrapped around him. “You are so fucking pretty on my cock like this, baby. Does it feel good, huh? Like me filling you up? Like bein’ my good girl?”
You wanted to answer, you really did. But your open mouth only let moans of his name pass, so you resorted to a quick nod. You placed your hands on his arms, nails digging into the flesh as waves of pleasure hit you with every single movement of your hips.
“S…Sam,” you rambled, head thrown back. You started to full on bounce on his lap again, your tilted back position allowing him a full view of those jumping tits of yours. They were simply too hard to resist; his head dipped down and placed kisses all over the heated-up skin until his lips finally caught on of your nipples. He eagerly sucked on it, his hand carefully squeezing the other. Couldn’t let one of these pretty tits go without attention now, could he?
The breathless moan that entered his ears stimulated his brain in a way he couldn’t describe. Something feral was awoken within him; the events of the night flashing in front of his inner eye. You were his now, right? His pretty girl, and he needed to show you just that. His hips snapped up quite automatically, while his mouth switched to the other nipple. His finger was still massaging circles into your clit, making your vision go blurry.
Sam and you hadn’t ever done as much as hug, and still, he knew exactly how to touch you. Your nails this time found his chest through his shirt as you tried to keep up with the fast pace he had immediately picked up, your whole body bouncing with his tip bullying up into you whenever you sat down on him. His piercing was rubbing against your walls, massaging them just like they were sucking off his dick. You were pretty sure you had never been this wet before, and you were even more sure that Sam’s crotch was drenched by now.
Sam apparently tried to break you apart as his hips kept snapping up at a rough pace, neither caring about the droplets of wetness falling from your cunt, nor about the way he was whimpering and begging for you with his voice.
The sounds that his vocal chords produced became more high-pitched as his dick twitched and pulsed inside of you. His cock abused your cunt, and you were all for it. Honestly, you would have cried if he wasn’t fucking you like his name was written all over you.
Your orgasm was nearing, you could feel it tickling every nerve of your body, giving you the feeling you had to pull away. But he just felt so perfect. So right.
Trying to voice your nearing orgasm was definitely harder than you had expected. All that you could come up with was his name again. Your tongue felt heavy, like you were drunk. And in some way, you were. Drunk on his dick, his smell, the feeling of his tongue and mouth messing with your tits, him.
Sam didn’t feel much different. He could have sworn that he was about to burst at the seams. You felt heavenly, delicate, and yet like you needed to be pounded into oblivion. He just couldn’t get enough of your tits in his face, of the way you sounded. You were his favourite song now.
“Gonna cum, princess,” he breathed in the valley of your breasts, holding onto your waist to help you pick up your pace. You were sobbing his name as you felt your orgasm tearing at your insides. You wanted to warn him, you really did, but the cry that left you reached your tongue faster than any words – it was unholy. Lewd, and desperate, full of arousal as your orgasm made your body quake.
Your body was shaking on him, the release you felt paralyzing you, and yet it only turned Sam on more. His hips fucked into you ruthlessly, metal of his cock piercing bumping along you as his tip kissed your cervix.
“FUCK!” He snapped, teeth sinking into your tit as a violent orgasm made his cock twitch, spurts of cum painting your walls white.
But that wasn’t enough for Sam. He needed it deeper. He needed you to feel it on your way home. In bed. With heavy breathing, he put his feet on the couch and while holding you down, fucked up into you.
Strained sobs left your lips as your sensitive cunt was abused so mercilessly, but those whimpers that filled the room and came from those beautiful lips; they almost made you beg for more.
The blond only stopped when his hands on your waist began to shake, just like his legs. His thrusts became sloppy and less precise, hips stuttering and losing force until they completely halted. The two of you sat in silence, your head on his shoulder while his arms held you close and secure.
It took you several moments before you shared a silent gaze, your lips meeting in another kiss. This one was much slower, sweeter, even. You still could taste the blood on his tongue, and you still didn’t mind.
When you pulled away, you could see that Sam looked even more beaten now. The scratches had swollen just like his lips, and a bruise was starting to form on his jaw. His neck just looked as bad; love bites scattered all around the pale skin.
The blond’s hand reached out to gently tuck a strand of your hair back, a smile tugging on the corners of his mouth.
You gave a shy smile back, sighing slowly.
“You shouldn’t have fought with someone because of me.”
Sam snorted, shaking his head.
“For you? I’d happily get beat to smithereens.”
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Y/N: I’m sorry.
Sebastian: For what?
Y/N: *handing him Frozen Tears* For bothering you.
Sebastian: ..well if you think it’s bothering me then why do you keep doing it?
Y/N: …
Y/N: ..I think it’s all I know how to do.
Y/N: I came here ready to start over, I was so excited to see new things and meet new people. That I forgot how bad I am with words..with how it doesn’t feel like I can always tell others how much they mean to me.
Sebastian: You seem to have it pretty well thought out.
Y/N: *chuckle* That’s because it’s all I think about. But I get so busy with work and the farm, trying to make the most out of everything. Being communal just gets tiring.
Sebastian: Preaching to the choir.
Y/N: And when I like people..more than I think I should. Nothings more terrifying than screwing that up so..
Y/N: What’s more full proof than shoving gifts in your faces, without another word.
Sebastian: …
Y/N: And I’m sorry-*hic*
Sebastian: !
Y/N: I’m sorry that I-I’m trying to make you like me-*sniff* I’m sorry that it’s so hard to tell you!*sob*
Sebastian: Hey, but you’re telling me right now aren’t you?
Y/N: But it’s scary, I’m scared. I don’t wanna mess up again! Not after getting to start over!
Sebastian: ..not everything’s going to be perfect. Believe me if everyone could auto reset their lives they would. That’s why we get second chances, and I think your doing a pretty good job with this one.
Y/N: …
Sebastian: Plus I don’t think it’s fair to hate the way you show love. Talking to people everyday sounds excruciating, but you’ve seemed to have found a pretty good way to work around that.
Sebastian: Actions speak louder than words after all.
Y/N: Heh-*sniff* Yeah I guess so.
Sebastian: …
Y/N: …
Y/N: *hands him more Frozen Tears* Thanks for letting me bother you.
Sebastian: Hm, anytime.
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impixx · 1 year
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Hi! Could you please do some headcanons about a first kiss with the bachelors? Love your writing! :D
Stardew Valley Headcannons: First kiss (bachelors)
Hii! Tysm you don’t know how much that means to me 🥺. Sorry this took so long, I’ve been struggling a lot with motivation so this has been sitting in my drafts for awhile. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Technical cannon divergence, as these are different from the cannon heart event first kisses! Please excuse any errors, this was not proofread.
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Sebastian:
I feel that your first kiss with Sebastian would be a very spur of the moment thing
Not that it’s any less special
It would happen outside of his house late one evening, after the sun has set in sky, the stars twinkling above
You’d be sitting nearby as he works on his motorcycle, staring up at the sky, talking about whatever comes to mind
He’d finish up whatever he was doing and go to sit up, being taken aback as he sees how beautiful you look completely captivated by the night sky
Sebastian would walk over to you, wiping his greased up hands off on his pants
As you look up at him you’d notice a streak of grease on his cheek, giggling before reaching up and wiping it off with your thumb
“You got a little something…”
Your hand would linger on his face longer than normal as you lock eyes, getting completely lost in each other
Sebastian would lean down, putting one hand on each side of you, holding himself up on the arms of the chair as he stoops down
He would gently press his lips against yours, locking in a long, innocent kiss
Afterwards the two of you would sit together outside into the late hours of the night, until you eventually have to make your way home, a skip in your step as you relive the kiss in your mind the whole way back
Sam:
Your first kiss with Sam would almost definitely be in his room
You’d both be hanging out, sitting on his bed while playing a video game together
You’d both die in the game, yelling out in frustration before laughing, you leaning against Sam with a hand on his chest
As your laughter died down, a comfortable silence would rise, Sam placing his hand on your cheek and gently moving your head to look at him
He’d stare at you for a moment, building up his courage before he leans in
It would start off completely innocent, the two of you resting your foreheads together after pulling away
But it would start to heat up as you lean in again, becoming more messy as it turns into a make out session instead of one kiss
Of course, his mom would accidentally walk in on this, completely forgetting to knock
You’d jolt away from each other as Sam yelps
“Mom! Can’t you knock?!”
With one hand covering her eyes she’d scold him for leaving the door unlocked, before lightheartedly telling him to use protection
After she closes the door again, the two of you look at each other, bursting out in laughter once again
Shane:
Your first kiss with Shane would probably happen when he’s drunk, with you expecting him not to remember it
But he does.
You’d take him back to your house after finding him at the bar again, making him eat some food and drink some water before allowing him to go to bed
He would be gushing his feelings to you, going on about how much he loves you
Once he’s sobered up a little bit you bring him to your bed, making him lay down and getting in next to him, listening as he rambled about anything and everything
You’d smile as you remember how little he would talk to you when you first met, finding it crazy how much he’s changed
He’s opened up so much, and you’re so proud of him for how far he’s come
As he talks you stare at him adoringly, your eyes practically forming hearts as you stare
Without warning, you lean over him, stopping him from talking as you press your lips together
He would be surprised at first, but quickly relax as he kisses you back
It’s sweet, with love radiating off of the both of you
When you pull away he’d give you a gentle smile, muttering a “wow” before pulling you against his side, the both of you falling asleep soon after
Harvey:
With Harvey, you would almost certainly be making the first move
He’s wanted to kiss you for a long time, but he’s so nervous that you won’t like it
It would happen one day after his shift, the two of you talking at the front desk when you bring him dinner
You could tell he wanted to make a move, to take the next step in your relationship
But as you’re saying your goodbyes, it’s clear that you’ll have to do it yourself
You take his face in your own hands, gently pulling him to you and placing your lips on his
It’s quick but romantic, leaving you both starstruck
He would blush a deep red as he gives a shy grin
“That was… wonderful.”
Elliott:
Elliott would have your first kiss entirely planned out
The night would start with the perfect date, an event that both of you could equally enjoy
After that you would walk back towards his house, stopping on the bridge just before the beach
You’d both look down at the water below, mesmerized by the way the light reflects in beautiful patterns
“Y/N, I wrote a poem for you last night… I would love for you to hear it.” He would tell you, taking your hands in his own.
He reads out his heartfelt poem, gauging your face for your reaction
When you smile and tell him you loved it, he’d give you the sweetest smile in response
Always the gentleman, he would ask you for permission before kissing you
“My love, can I kiss you?” He’d ask, his voice quieter than before, barely above a whisper — but you hear him
You nod, and you both lean in at the same time, his hands gently holding your waist as yours wrap around his neck, your lips finding each other in a gentle embrace
Nobody is around to ruin the moment, it’s just you and Elliott and the sounds of nature surrounding you
Alex:
I like to think that your first kiss with Alex would come after a very competitive game of football with the townspeople
Everyone was bored on the weekend, and it started with Alex and Sam just tossing the football around, eventually more people joining in to make a small scale game
The two teams would be extremely close in score, both becoming competitive despite the only reward being bragging rights
As the game is about the end, Alex scores for his team, just barely pushing their score higher, making them the winners
He would excitedly find you in the ‘crowd’ picking you up and spinning you around before setting you back down
Before he can even think about it, his lips are on yours, kissing you deeply
A few people cheer, and you hear George grumble to “get a room”
You both pull away breathless, a gentle laughter taking you over as you realize the whole town witnessed your first kiss
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TILL THERE WAS YOU
[Stardew Valley] Harvey x F!Reader x Shane
Rated T - 1.1k
Tags: poly relationship (vee to implied triad), light angst, mentions of insecurity/anxiety, fluff, feelings, kisses
A/N: playing a lot of Stardew, and hating that I have to choose. So I decided not to - these are sweet ficlets about their evolving relationship throughout the seasons
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In the beginning, Shane worries. Not about the new routine, or about making things work.
He worries that you’ll change your mind. That you’ll wake up one day and decide you don’t want him after all - and then where would he be?
The unease prickles at him today, his arms heavy as he leans against the wooden fence that surrounds the farm. Eyes unseeing as he looks out across the scenic autumnal landscape, the neat rows of crops against a splash of red and gold leaves.
Beets. Tall stalks of corn. Pumpkins, orange and ripe - their vines long and curling.
Barely noticing when you step up besides him, your arm snaking under the worn hoodie. Wrapping around his waist as you press yourself close, your chin resting on his shoulder.
Seeing more than he does - seeing the fruits of your labor. Hand-dug and tended for with your own hands. Helped and supported by the two people you care for most in the world.
“Just look at this place. It’s better than I ever could’ve dreamed.” Your sigh is soft, content. Face tilting up to press your lips against his jaw, “I’m glad you’re here with me.”
His own face turning, thankful for the distraction as he dips down to kiss you. Eyes catching movement on the porch when he pulls back, where Harvey sits reading on the sturdy wooden bench they built together.
Where he watches, a small smile tugging at his lips before his eyes drop, attention turning back to his book.
Looking like he belongs there.
And Shane thinks - maybe he does, too.
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Harvey falls first.
It’s slow, creeping up on him - just like it had when he fell for for you.
Thinking back, he can pinpoint the feelings taking root during an evening in winter. Shouldering the door open after an exhausting day at the office. Sick patient after patient, the paperwork building - it’s long after dark by the time he leaves.
Absolutely freezing by the time he gets to the Farm, his feet feeling like ice in his boots. He’s glad you insisted he wear them - anticipating the thin coat of snow that crunches with his steps.
You’re sighing in relief when he walks in the door, a gust of wind swirling behind. Shane shoots him a smile as the door closes, a real one. Crinkled eyes, and a brief flash of teeth. Pressing a hot cup of coffee into his hand, and it may be the best sight he’s even seen. Warmth blooming in his chest, and he hasn’t even taken a drink yet.
“There you are, we were getting worried. Welcome home, Doc.”
And he is, he realizes.
Home.
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But it’s Shane that makes the first move.
It’s a bright, spring morning - the sun already shining, the first buds of the strawberries starting to push through the earth. He’s coming in from checking on the chickens, eager to see how the new incubator they purchased was working out.
His smile warm and slow when he sees the two of you eating at the kitchen table, a spot already set for him. Eggs over-easy, homemade bread, smeared with fresh preserves. In that moment, it feels like a meal fit for a king.
Walking over to the space between your two chairs, leaning down with a, “Hi, honey.”
Pressing an appreciative kiss to your cheek as you grin up at him. And he’s in a good mood - his own smile growing broader, so he turns.
Repeating the same phrase, the same gesture.
“Hi, honey.” His lips dip to peck a teasing, feather-light kiss against the curve of Harvey’s cheekbone.
Harvey goes stiff with surprise, and there’s the slightest pause before Shane hears the soft “hi” breathed out in response. Flowers sprouting in his own chest, at the pink that blossoms over the other’s man ears, his cheeks.
And next time - he thinks he’ll aim for Harvey’s mouth.
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It’s a culmination of things. The sudden, overnight storm that knocked the edge of your fence loose - the rails lying scattered on the ground. The summer heat, how your clothes cling to your skin the second you leave the house. Your patch of blueberries - the leaves browned and crisped from the sun, the berries still small and hard.
All coming together, morphing into a feeling of defeat. It’s too much. You feel like a failure, a cheap imitation.
What had made did think you could just move away from the city and play farmer?
A weight settles in your chest as you curl on your bed, barely registering the door that creaks open. A head, poking through the opening - wondering where you were, why it’s so dark so late in the afternoon.
Shane has been there before. Curled on the bed, limbs heavy. But he’s rarely here - looking in, trying to remember all the things you murmur to him.
He checks his watch for the time. And then he’s easing the door closed, reaching for his phone.
Bringing it to his ear as it rings.
Harvey would know what to do. He always did.
Shane is speaking the second he hears the tinny “hello?” on the other end of the line.
“Hey, man. Are you heading home soon? She’s uh-”
He struggles to find the words - Harvey’s voice sharp, worried, in response, “Is she hurt? Are you?”
“No,” Shane clarifies, “She’s just having a pretty bad day. I think she needs you.”
There’s a sigh of relief on the other end, his voice gentle, “It sounds like she needs you.”
“But I-“ He’s protesting. He’s not good with words. Never had been, that’s why he called Harvey.
“You can do it. Just be with her. I’m leaving now, and I’ll bring home dinner, okay?”
Just be with her. He can do that.
“Yeah. Thanks Harv.”
Nudging the door open again, shedding his jacket as he lifts the covers, sliding in behind you. You turn, pressing yourself into him, his hand soothing as it strokes carefully down your back.
Murmuring soft comforts, stumbling over them. Reminding you how hard you’ve worked, how much you’ve done, until your tears eventually stop.
Slipping into a comfortable silence, until the front door creaks open. Until there’s the sound of another jacket being shed, until the bed dips with Harvey’s weight.
Arms wrapping around you, until you’re sandwiched right in the middle. Your shaky breath turning into a soft, embarrassed huff of laughter.
“I’m sorry. I was just feeling so overwhelmed.” Your hands find theirs, bringing them to your mouth so you can press a kiss to the back of each one, “Thank you for taking care of me. I love you both so much.”
Their answers come easy, naturally.
Spoken together, almost as if from the same breath.
“We love you, too.”
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part ii here!
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So i have this idea:
If the roles ended up switching up and the ones to give the bouquet/mermaid pendant were the bachelor(ette)s instead of the farmer, how exactly would they do it, and how would it go? 🤔🤔
Bachelor/ettes Giving the Mermaid Pendant
I'll do the general bouquet giving in a different headcanon.
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Bachelors:
Sam
He's really giddied over the whole situation. He takes you to a private spot by the lake near Marnie's. You guys have a little picnic under the stars before he pops the question. If you say yes, he gives you the biggest smile and an even bigger hug. If you say no, he quietly packs up the picnic and goes home.
Elliott
Basically, his ten-heart event. He takes you out over a coral reef and you guys spend some time making pretty dried coral jewelry or taking about his latest book before he pulls the pendant out of his pocket and asks you. He tries to get down on one knee, but the boat is so rocky he nearly tips you guys over. If you say yes, he gives you a cheesy romantic kiss on both cheeks. If you say no, he acts not that bothered, takes you to shore, and cries about it.
Sebastian
He's way too nervous to do some big thing like Elliott does. Much more likely is you guys will be chilling in his room, playing games and eating snacks, when all of a sudden, he goes really quiet. You ask him what's up, and he pulls out the pendant. If you say yes, he kind of smiles to himself and goes even quieter (if you're sitting next to each other he might lean into you a bit). If you say no, he goes (somehow) even quieter and sinks into the couch a bit.
Harvey
He'll take you out of town to a nice restaurant. It's a real classic time. You guys dance a bit and have a really expensive dinner. Despite his limbs disintegrating from age (/j), he still manages to get down on one knee. If you say yes, he takes you for another dance (he totally requested a song to play when he gives the person a nod). If you say no, he becomes a lot more like his serious doctor side and says it's time for you guys to go home.
Shane
Like Sebastian, he sort of just gives it to you out of nowhere. However, unlike Sebastian, he's secretly been carrying it around for months waiting for the perfect opportunity. It probably happens while you guys are making jokes in Marnie's chicken coop. You turn around to move Charlie and turn back to see him holding it out in front of you. If you say yes, he gives you a big smooch. If you say no, he gets all defensive and goes to his room.
Alex
Pretty much the same as Sebastian. You guys are chilling somewhere when out of the blue there's this thing sitting in your lap. If he really wanted to, he'd take you to the saloon (aka his ten-heart event), but I have a feeling he'd be too scared of getting his heart broken. If you say yes, he'll spin you around in a hug. If you say no, he gets all teary-eyed and calls it a night.
Bachelorettes:
Penny
You guys have taken a trip out of town to a flower farm. You're, of course, in the middle of a bunch of roses when she shyly asks if she can share something with you. You agree, and she takes out the mermaid pendant. If you say yes, she sort of just stands there all smiley and doing the classic shy girl pose. If you say no, she uses the excuse of needing to go to the bathroom and breaks down in tears.
Leah
I don't know why, but I have this feeling she'd leave it on your bedside table when you're asleep. She wants you to have time to think about your answer rather than put you on the spot like that. If you do tell her yes, she gives you a kiss and a hug (and probably reveals a sculpture of your wedding cake topping TBH). If you say no, she just nods and says she respects your decision. She's chill like that.
Abigail
You guys are doing something wild like bungee jumping when you look to your right and she's holding the pendant in her hand with the biggest grin on her face (she probably drops it LMAO). Honestly, she looks like one of those videos of a dog's skin getting flapped about in the wind. If you say yes, she gives you a smooch and (if she can) does a little victory dance. If you say no, she nopes outta there as quick as she can.
Maru
Maru panics over it like crazy. She NEEDS everything to be perfect, or else she just might go mad. In the end, you guys are taking a walk in the forest during the night when there 'just so happens' to be a perfect stargazing spot set up on what 'just so happens' to be the night of a meteor shower that 'just so happens' to be starting any minute. If you say yes, she leans into you and says thank you while you guys watch the meteors. If you say no, she's still gonna watch the meteor shower with you because goddamn if that didn't take weeks' worth of stress to set up.
Emily
You're at a festival dancing and out of nowhere she goes 'hey, wanna get married?' You can barely hear her over the loud music and it's kind of just a 'what?' situation. Like, 'yeah, let's get married!' she says as she randomly takes out a mermaid pendant. If you say yes, she does a little cheer and continues dancing with you. If you say no, she just leaves (she's probably drunk at that moment).
Haley
She's taking photos of you in a bridal gown for a magazine company out in the fields of your farm. You have what you think is a fun little mock wedding, when she pulls out a mermaid pendant. You look up and she's got a never-before-seen sensitivity to her. If you say yes, she gives you a good ol' kiss on the lips and throws whatever else if near her (likely grass) like it's a bouquet. If you say no, she gets a little sour as a defense mechanism and thanks you for the photos.
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ransprang · 1 year
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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 (Finale)
Serial Killer! Harvey x Ex-Lawyer! Reader - Chapter 2
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Year 1, Summer
3 months passed since you first moved in. You had grown to become very fond of the town and it’s people. It was so easy to talk to everyone, especially some more than others. You particularly got along with Maru and Harvey as you made sure to get check ups especially after going to the mines. They were both very intelligent making it easy to nerd out with them.
Harvey sometimes even gives you free check-ups for reasons you still aren't sure of yet. You assume it's his own way to show he appreciates the friendship you both have. He really seems like a sweet and gentle man. Perhaps even the sweetest man you've encountered in the Valley.
Anyways, summer had come around and you had already planted some seeds. You decided to take a rest day and admire the change in scenery. While walking around you saw that the usually abandoned ice cream cart was teeming with people. Going closer to it you saw the cart being manned by Alex, with some of the town’s younger folk there.
Haley was flirtatiously stroking Alex’s bicep, while Sam was taking out his wallet to pay for his and Vincent’s ice cream. Haley’s eyes met yours and did a little eye roll. "Ugh it’s summer why are you dressed like that." You saw that Alex and Haley were both wearing almost nothing whereas you were in your overalls and a shirt. Perhaps she was right, shorts and tank top maybe more comfortable in this heat.
Alex opens his mouth before you, "God Haley the farmer just moved in. Besides at least they aren’t as bad as that depressed guy." Haley gasped "Omg yas that guy really wore the same thing everyday like that homeless weirdo."
You were standing their dazed wondering who they are insulting, and that too so openly. You can’t recall any depressed folk around here. Sam interjects their laughing, "You guys shouldn’t talk about Shane like that. I spoke to him a few times during our shifts he seems like an okay guy."
Alex replied "Well whatever that guy has been missing for so long. Maybe he really did kill himself this time." Just as he started laughing, a tiny voice spoke up "T-thas not true. J-Jas told me her uncle is coming back. You are a meanie." Dropping his ice cream, Vincent runs away with tears in his eyes. Sam shot the now feeling bad Alex a look handing him 2 coins and walked away from the stand.
You didn’t know Shane was depressed, hell you barely knew him. It now makes sense why Marnie and Jas are especially worried about him. You hoped he was fine where ever he was
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After that incident with Shane, Harvey had a new found confidence growing within him. Harvey was quite excited for summer as he knew it was his next victim’s favorite season - Alex.
Harvey only had unfortunate accidents whenever he was around that numbskull jock. Last summer, Harvey was enjoying the beach view when an all too familiar leather ball hit him on the side of the face. The powerful force knocked him back onto the sand, feeling a ringing in his ears he slowly opened his eyes to see that tanned lunatic.
"Oh, didn't see you there! You're so pale you blend in with the sand heh." Alex said picking up the ball. Alex saw the wound left on Harvey's temple, "Geez you're bleeding from my ball? You're a doctor right I'm sure you can patch yourself up." He then turned around getting sand into Harvey's eyes. He was now wounded and even more blinded than he originally was.
And this morning he saw Alex trying to make you, the sweet farmer, laugh with his pathetic tasteless jokes. Harvey can't lie, he did grow very fond of you more so than he has for any other towns person. He couldn't stand to see Alex pull pathetic moves on you. Harvey knew he had to teach that prick who peaked in high school a good lesson.
From Alex's yearly check-ups Harvey knows Alex's patterns quite well. Alex is the type to go to sleep early around 10pm and wake up at 5 am to go on a jog before starting his strength training in his room. Harvey spent a few mornings getting up early and stalking Alex's route to pick the perfect spot.
Alex's jog ends at the secluded area at the hills, the spa area. Harvey knew that would be when Alex is physically the most tired before heading home. Harvey would have a slight physical advantage over Alex during this time. Luckily not even the resident's at the carpenter's shop, including Maru, leave the house before 8 am. So Harvey has nothing to worry about in terms of witnesses.
The next morning, Harvey carries out his plan. Waking up at 4am, Harvey packs his bag with a special heavy item he will be using to make sure his plan is successful. He makes his way over to behind a tree near the spa where the grass is long enough for him to blend in with. At about 5:30am Alex arrives on the road to the spa just as predicted.
Alex sits down on the ground with his eyes closed and music booming through his headphones. It was still a bit dark, so Harvey had to carefully make his way to the jock without stepping on any branches. Taking his item in hand, he crept up to the other man. Harvey with all his might brought the item up above his head and BAM slammed it onto Alex's skull.
Alex as expected of a jock, immediately tried to fight off the attacker with his arms and legs. Harvey being an agile man from his aerobics classes was able to dodge Alex's retaliations. Quickly Harvey pinned Alex to the ground with his knee and repeatedly slammed Alex's head with his weapon.
Harvey checked Alex's pulse to make sure he was dead, from there he continued the rest of his plan. He quickly cleaned up the blood Alex spilled and dragged his body into the spa building. In there, he stuffed Alex's heavy, limp body into a locker and locked it. He changed into spare clothes he had brought for himself and left quickly for work.
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The news of Alex missing spread like fire in the town. Some were wondering if Alex left for Zuzu city in the middle of the night for drinks and just hadn't returned yet. Others grew suspicious of perhaps a more sinister evil doing all of this.
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m00n-fl0wer · 27 days
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Does anyone know where this is???
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I was playing Stardew and got this in a secret note, just wondering if anyone has gotten this before and knows where it is??
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