#sdv elliott x reader

[emiemiemiii]

I need a fic.

#stardew valley #sdv sebastian #sdv sebastian x reader #sdv elliott #elliott sdv #sdv smut #elliott x farmer x sebastian #sdv elliott x reader

[sdv-roseglass-farm]

NSFW - First time with Elliott

Elliott x Fem!reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, vaginal penetration, fluff, unprotected sex, aftercare

Not proofread, so if there are any mistakes let me know!

Requested by @birdgirl98

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it :) It went on for a bit longer than I anticipated, but I hope it makes up for how long it took to write it, haha xx

Word count: 3,478

I rest my head on the wall of my home behind me, watching idly over my ducks swimming around in the pond. Checking my watch for the time for what feels to be the 50th time within the past few minutes. My eyes dart towards between the three paths leading up to my farm, my leg bouncing due to my nervousness, waiting for Elliott to come over.

After waiting a few more minutes, I finally see him walking up the farm from Cindersap Forest, with his ginger hair glowing in the late afternoon sun. I watch, a smile slowly forming on my face as I admire him gracefully walking towards me. He admires the summer spangles and sunflowers as he goes past, before looking up and noticing me.

"Hello, my dear! Apologies for being late, I got caught up in my reading. The farm looks glorious, which is not a surprise with how much hard work you put into it. " He greets, climbing the stairs onto the front porch and stands in front of me, before leaning down and softly kissing me.

When we pull apart, I blush before patting the seat beside me. "It is alright, I was wondering if we could talk about something." I look back towards the ducks, while interlocking our hands.

"Of course we can mon amour. Is everything alright? You have seemed to be in deep thought these past few weeks. Whatever it is, if there is anything I can do to help hun, all you have to do is ask." Elliot says, sitting down and kissing the back of my hand, gently rubbing his thumb along my wrist.

"I know - and it is nothing bad, I promise. I just..." I trail off slightly, feeling the heat rise on my cheeks, "I have been thinking about us being more physically intimate."

I feel Elliott freeze for a second, before continuing to rub his thumb over my wrist. I turn to face him, noticing his face has reddened and he is staring at me in surprise.

"We don't have to rush into anything, I want us both to be comfortable if we ever come to that point in our relationship, but I do believe that I am ready," I state, squeezing his hand and smiling softly, feeling reassured by his own reaction.

He smiles back, before gently putting his hand on my cheek and leaning closer. "While I have not been with someone intimately before, I can safely assure you my dear that I would like nothing more than to share my first time with you. How far is it you would like to go?"

I lean into his hand, grateful Elliott is so good at communication. "I would like to see how we go mostly, but I think I am ready to have sex."

Elliott nods attentively, before standing up and lightly tugging on our joined hands. "Why don't we take this inside, my angel. While we do not have to do anything today, I would rather not have anyone come over for something and interrupt our conversation."

I nod in understanding, knowing that Jas, Vincent and Leo in particular like to visit frequently to see the animals. We walk into my home, pausing to take off our shoes, before Elliot leads the way to the sofa and guiding me into his lap. The cool summer breeze from the window contrasting the heat I felt from his lap. He wraps one of his arms around my waist, and places his other hand back onto my cheek.

"How do you want to go about this my dear? I do not want to make you uncomfortable at any point, or as though you must carry on for my sake," Elliott asks staring at me intently.

I smile at him, grateful for his concern. "I know, love. I promise you, if I am uncomfortable even just by our position I will tell you. I know I am not as good with words as you, but I do believe I have gotten good at communicating," I tease.

Elliott chuckles softly, "Indeed you have, mon amour. I just do not want you to feel pressured in any way."

I kiss him softly on his lips, the overwhelming love I feel for him causing me to feel as though my heart will burst out of my chest. "What about you? Are you okay with having sex? I don't want you to feel pressured either, especially not just because I am ready for this step in our relationship."

Elliott smiles back at me, squeezing my waist fondly, "I can assure you my dear, I will tell you if I become uncomfortable or wish to stop."

I grin, before leaning back in and kissing him. Our mouths move together, as he tightens his grip on my waist. I wrap one of my arms around his shoulders, using my other hand to brush through his hair.

I feel his warmth breath against my skin as we pull apart, before going back towards my mouth as though we were two magnets. I tug on the collar of his jacket, pulling it down his shoulders, with him helping to remove it while keeping me close. Once the jacket is removes, I fling it over the back of the sofa, uncaring about if it ends up on the floor.

I feel Elliott's hands untuck my shirt and begin to brush against my bare waist, "Is it this okay, hun?" He asks, pulling away slightly. I admire the redness of his cheeks and at how swollen his lips had become.

"Yeah, it is alright," I respond, smiling and quickly pulling him back into our kiss. I feel his soft hands press against my skin, causing me to shiver. I drag my hands down Elliott's back, feeling the thin cotton of his shirt, glad that the warm weather caused him to skip is usual necktie and waistcoat.

He moves his hands to the bottom of my shirt, now fully untucked from my trousers, and lifts it off me. I blush, feeling his eyes soak in the sight, before I focus on undoing the buttons of his shirt. Once done, he quickly helps me remove it and pulls me back in.

"Wait," I say pulling away, causing him to immediately look at me in concern, "let's move this to my bedroom. The sofa is new, and sheets are much easier to clean," I joke with a slight chuckle. Elliott laughs lightly in response as we both quickly head to my bed.

When we get in the bedroom, I immediately sit on the bed and pull off my socks, and then move further up the bed. Elliott follows me, climbing onto my lap and pulling me back in for a kiss.

I intertwine my fingers into his hair once more, holding him close to me. I feel his hands move down from my jaw, slowly tracing along my body before coming to my bra clasp.

"Is it alright for me to remove it?" He asks, pulling away, panting. I nod, staring at his beautiful face, wondering how I got so lucky to be with someone so incredible.

I feel him remove my bra, pulling it down my arms, before chucking it on the floor. I watch as he drinks in the sight of my breasts.

"You are even more stunning than I could have ever imagined, my dear," he whispers, looking back up at me. I flush, an bashful smile immediately breaking out on my face, feeling entrapped in his unwavering gaze.

"Been imagining me undressed a lot have you?" I tease, watching as he chuckles, his smile making my heart feel as though it was going to pound out of my chest.

"More than I will ever admit," he confesses, "may I touch you?"

I nod, grabbing a hold of his left hand and bringing it to my collarbone. I watch as he goes back to paying attention to my chest, his hands slowly moving across my skin. His right hand moves up my stomach, as though he was trying to map out every part of my body in detail.

Finally reaching my chest, he lightly caresses the skin, rubbing his thumb over my nipple, watching how it tightens at his attention. He slowly puts more pressure into his grasps, beginning to knead the my breasts, causing my to feel flashes of arousal make their way down my body. I let out a light moan, my head falling back as I focus on the pleasure and how Elliott's hands feel on my body.

Looking up at my reaction, Elliott leans down and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. I let out another moan as the increase in pleasure, and at how good the warmth and wetness of his mouth feels. I feel wetness building from my cunt, the feeling of his tongue teasingly swiping at my hardened nipple increasing my want for him. Loving how I am responding to his actions, Elliott uses his hand to play with my other breast, teasingly rubbing and lightly pinching and pulling at my nipple.

My hand tightens on his hair, the increase in pleasure causing my to slightly begin to rock my hips, feeling myself becoming more slick and desperate for him. I look down at Elliott, catching his intense stare, before he switches his position onto my other breast, and continuing to pinch and pull on the breast that was just in his mouth.

My hips continue to rock with desperation, my pussy becoming more wet, craving for more. With my own movement, I feel Elliot's cock harden and twitch on my lap, his own hips beginning to move.

Eventually, after what feels like hours of blissful pleasure and teasing, he pulls away from my breast. I watch, noticing his red, puffy lips having a thin trail of saliva attached to my nipple, which has reddened and hardened under his constant attention.

"More please," I say, pulling my hands away to undo my belt. Elliott quickly follows, helping me tug down my trousers and undoes he own belt to follow along.

I lay down, dragging him with me, trailing kisses along his neck, sucking and nipping lightly at the skin, causing him to moan. I feel his hand drift along my thigh, getting closer to my underwear.

"Is it okay for me to go further?" he asks, stopping just below the thin material, that at this point is sticking to my skin with how soaked it has become.

"Yes, please Elliot," I moan into his neck. Without anymore hesitation he rubs his fingers against my covered cunt, beginning to make himself familiar with it.

"Heavens mon amour, you are soaking wet. All this just for me?" he states, running his fingers along my slit. I feel the tip of his fingers slightly brush against my clit and moan, my hips chasing after his touch.

Seeing my desperation, Elliot pulls my underwear down, finally seeing my completely bare.

"Oh you are so stunning my dear, I cannot find the words to describe your beauty. I feel as though Yoba has blessed me for allowed me to ever see such a sight, let alone allowing me to be the one to bring you such pleasure," Elliot rambles, his eyes soaking in the sight of me splayed out below him.

I spread my legs further, his words and intense gaze only arousing me more. With my movement, he quickly snaps his attention back to my cunt. He leans down slightly to get a better look, using his fingers to pull my cunt lips apart, allowing him to see just how drenched I have become.

"This especially is a sight that can never be beaten. Your pussy is so soaking wet for me, hun," he runs his index finger along my cunt, watching as my hole twitches from his touch, noticing my moan when he brushes against my clit. He rubs his finger on my clit gently, applying a bit more pressure, gazing up at me as though I was the most beautiful thing on earth.

The pleasure erupts through my body, my nerves feeling as though they are being electrified. I moan, gripping tightly onto his shoulders as he plays with the swollen bundle of nerves.

"May I use my fingers to stretch you out my dear?" He asks in a husky voice, causing me to nod eagerly.

"Please, Elliott, it feels so good," I whimper, knowing he likes hearing how I am feeling.

As he slides one of his long fingers inside of me I inhale sharply, feeling him sliding in with ease. I hear him let out a moan, as he slowly drags his finger back out of my cunt, before pushing it back in.

"Oh fuck," he groans, unable to pay attention to anything else around him, "your so wet I just glide straight in. It is so warm, and tight, you are just pulling me in," he begins to speed up the movement of his finger, feeling along my walls and familiarising himself with the tight, wet space. After a few more times, he slides in another one of his fingers. The slight stretch adding to your pleasure, as he watches instantly at how soaked his fingers become with your slick.

I watch how entranced Elliott seems, his eyes darting between focusing on my cunt and on how my breasts rise and fall with my shaky breaths, broken up with moans. Looking further down, I notice the dark patch on his boxers where his precum has been leaking, his cock aching and twitching in anticipation, begging him for more, but being ignored by Elliott's desire to pleasure me.

I sit up slowly, bringing Elliot's attention back to me, causing him to pause his actions, "y/n? Are you okay? Do you want to stop?" he asks, ready to stop within an instant.

"I am more than okay," I say, kissing him softly before pulling away again, "just needed to change my position. I was wondering as well, if I could touch you as well?"

Elliott smiles at me, "Of course my love," before slowly removing his hand and quickly removing his boxers. I stare, noticing the length of his cock, leaking precum. Moving myself closer, allowing Elliott to sit between my legs, I reach out and wrap my hands around his shaft.

He lets out a light moan, letting his head fall onto my shoulder, while I slowly drag my hand up and down, swiping at the tip of his cock, using his precum to help move my hand quicker.

"So good, you are doing so good mon amour," Elliott rambles, kissing and sucking lightly at my neck. He moves his hand back to my cunt, pressing his fingers against my entrance once more, stretching them out in a scissor motion, causing pleasure to spread throughout my body.

Once feeling as though I am no longer as tight, Elliott adds a third finger, stretching me further than before. I moaned, with the fullness causing my cunt to tighten around his fingers.

I feel Elliott breathing heavily onto my neck, sucking lightly over my pulse point, breaking away to murmur sweet things to me, his cock throbbing in my grasp, his precum smeared all over my hand. That and the feeling of his fingers dragging against my slick walls, his thumb rubbing lightly on my clit bringing me closer to cumming.

"Elliott, I am so close," I murmur, moans and gasps uncontrollably tumbling from my lips.

"Cum for me hun, cum for me," he responds, pulling way from my neck and gazing at my face. I feel the pleasure building up, before releasing. My nerves feeling as though they are on fire, my lips tingling at the intensity.

Slowly coming to a stop, Elliott removes his fingers from me, quickly grabbing my cheeks and pulling me in for a kiss.

"Yoba, you are so beautiful, I could watch you cumming for eternity, fuck it was so hot," he murmured between kisses. I giggle slightly, feeling myself flush.

After a little longer, I pull away from Elliot, "Are you willing to go further?" I ask softly.

"Are you sure? That looked like a fairly intense orgasm," he responds.

"Yeah, I want to, if you are happy to," I state smiling at him. He nods, pulling me back close to him, kissing me gently, moving me back to laying on the bed.

Leaning down above me, he guides his weeping, throbbing cock to my glistening pussy. Pushing between my folds, my cunt wraps tightly around his cock as it buries itself deep inside of me. Elliott and I both moan at the feeling, the heat and tightness causing Elliott to pause, already feeling as though he was about to cum.

"Fuck you feel so tight around my cock, shit you feel so good mon amour, fuck," Elliot rambles, "you gorgeous pussy feels so good."

I groan, digging my fingers into his shoulder blades, wrapping my legs around his waist and entwining my fingers into his hair. I feel his balls resting against my ass, his cock deep inside me, filling me completely. I suck on his neck, creating hickeys, the heat from our bodies overwhelming.

"Can I start moving?" Elliott murmurs, his eyes shut tightly.

"Please," I respond, tightening my legs around his hips, kissing his jawline.

Slowly, he begins to pull his hips back, before pushing back in. The walls of my cunt pull him in tightly, desperate for his cock, filling me completely.

"Fuck, your pussy is just swallowing me in. You are so tight," he murmurs, picking up speed. I moan uncontrollably, the pleasure increasing once more, lighting my nerves alight as he pounds into me soaking wet cunt.

Noticing how wet I am once more becoming, Elliott moves his head further down, playing with my breasts once more, pinching, pulling and sucking on my nipples.

The mixture of the attention on my breasts with his cock pounding into me causing pressure to build up once more, my second orgasm creeping closer.

"I'm so close," I moan out, "cum in me."

At that Elliott groans, nodding his head, unwilling to pull away, picking up the pace as he gets lost in the feeling of my cunt.

"Fuck, cum for me my dear, cum around my cock," Elliott murmurs, reaching down and rubbing my clit. The overwhelming pleasure washes over me as I cum, my cunt tightening around his cock, triggering his orgasm. Elliott groans at the feeling, burying himself deep inside of me, his cum filling me up.

We lay in one another's embrace, intertwined as we come down from the intense pleasure we shared.

"Are you okay? Was everything okay for you?" I ask, tilting my head slightly in his direction.

Elliott lifts his head slightly towards me, "It was incredible y/n, you were incredible. What about you, are you alright?"

I nodded, smiling gently at him, running my hand through his hair, pushing it back, "it was incredible," I reply chuckling.

Slowly, Elliott pulls out of me, causing us both to groan. "We best go and clean ourselves up, do you want me to run a bath or would you like a shower?" He asks, holding out a hand for me.

"A bath," I respond, taking his hand, "but first I need to nip to the loo. I will be right out," I state before heading to the bathroom to clean myself up and pee.

Once I finish, I turn on the bath taps before opening the bathroom door, only to find that Elliott had stripped the bed. Hearing the bathroom door open, he walks back into the bedroom and over to me, "I just put the sheets in the laundry machine. I'll put fresh ones on after our bath."

I smile warmly, feeling my as though my heart was swelling up with love for him. Once the bath was ran, we both slide in, me leaning back against his chest.

"Are you sure you are okay? I wasn't too rough on you?" Elliott asks softly, his arms wrapped around me gently.

I smile, tilting my head up at him, "I am okay. My legs are a bit sore from the position we were in, and I think I will most likely be a little sore tomorrow, but I am okay. You were perfect. What about you?"

Elliott smiles, kissing the top of my head, "I am okay. I am honoured that you trusted me enough to be able to share this amazing afternoon with you so intimately."

I blush, before raising up slightly and kissing him softly, "I love you," I state before falling back onto his chest.

"And I love you mon amour, more than I can ever put into words."

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[ssaeri]

for your eyes only

☆ tags: elliott x gn!reader, elliott and farmer are married, he writes love poems for his spouse and is told to monetize them, oh boy is he not happy about that ☆

You pat your pig's backside encouragingly and coo as it digs its snout into the ground, unearthing yet another truffle that you add to your basket. Can't believe you were worried about this one being the runt of its litter—it's quickly proving to be one of the fastest learners, taking to truffle hunting like a duck to water. It'll do just fine with the rest of the adult pigs.

Taking care of the farm by yourself has always been a gargantuan task, but as the years go by, everything grows bigger—the coops, the barns, the ponds, the crops, the expectations—and exhaustion wears you down to the bone. You sigh and push to your feet, ready to head into the nearest coop to collect more eggs. Collect animal products, drop them into churning machines, harvest and sell. It feels like the cycle never ends. Against your neck, the small mermaid's pendant slides on its chain, another reminder of your absent husband. An extra pair of helping hands made the daily work light; you wonder if it's selfish to ask him to stay home more often.

"I know, I know," you say to your angry chickens once you open the door. You miss your husband, but these girls like to remind you that they miss him more. "He'll be home soon. Bear with me, okay?"

After giving each of them pats on the head, a motion they accept with reluctance, you dig around the hay for eggs. The large chicken and dinosaur eggs are easy to spot, but for the delicate duck eggs, you prod every corner with your fingers until you come across something warm and smooth. You push away your hens as they peck at your hands. The ducks are fine with you. The chickens, however...how in the world did Elliott win them over?

Outside, your dog barks. A single warning to the intruder before the tone shifts into excitement. Someone familiar, then. Maybe Marnie is stopping by to give you some hay like she mentioned last night. With winter approaching, any addition to your reserves is appreciated, and you're already wiping your hands on your overalls to greet her.

"Hey, Marnie! I'm just in here—"

You stop in your tracks when the visitor raises his head, though he's not exactly a visitor. Elliott smiles as you draw close, ignoring the horde of chickens now lining the fence for his attention. Their wings flap, clucking loudly as they hit each other.

"Good morning, my love," he says over the noise, as if it really is the start to a normal day. His thumb reaches out to rub at a dirt smudge on your cheek. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Just some leftovers and coffee," you reply, dazed. Your husband tends to have that effect, and after two weeks apart, you feel it more than ever. You lean into his touch, comforting against your wind-blown skin. "I thought you were coming home tomorrow?"

"I decided to come back early. The office didn't need me today, anyway."

"You should've messaged me! I would've picked you up at the train station," you say. Behind him sits his traveling suitcase, the wheels speckled with mud from being dragged through the road. He steps in front of it. "Why don't you go get unpacked? I'll be done soon."

He leans his elbows onto the fence, tilting his head until his fiery hair spills over one shoulder. "You're rather quick to dismiss my presence. If I didn't know better, I'd say that you're unhappy to see me," he says, though his words hold no accusation. It's merely a way to boost his ego when you reassure him. After all, you practically radiate by his side. "Would you like me to help?"

You glance at the dress shoes, the slacks, the spotless cardigan that he's already shrugging off to reveal a clean pressed button-down. Not exactly farm-friendly attire. "No, I'll be alright by myself."

"I could go change really quickly," he offers in a suspicious rush.

You search his expression then, and underneath the joy of being back, there's...something. You squint, unable to make it out. Sure, he must've missed you, but this feels like it runs deeper than that. When you give him a nod, he hurries towards the house, your dog chasing and barking at his heels. True to his word, he's back in minutes.

The chickens are much more cooperative now, and you roll your eyes at how they parade around your husband. They even hop around the coop, showing him where they've hidden their eggs from your intrusive searching.

"Thank you, dearies," he says to the hens. You swear they swoon.

"A real heart breaker," you deadpan. "Have you told them you're married?"

He chuckles, taking your hand as you move into the barns next door. While you lay out new hay on the feeding bench, he unhooks the stools and milk pails and sets them on either side of the door. It's hard to believe that just a few months ago he barely knew how to approach your animals, let alone help you with the chores.

He whistles lowly, and the first cow trudges to his station, ready to be milked. You get settled at your own station. One of the newer goats skids to the front of the line, eager to be let outside. It's not quiet in the barn—it never is, not with twelve grown animals waiting for their turn—but when you call Elliott's name, he looks at you. His ponytail needs to be retied.

"So why'd you come home early?" The young adult goats don't have much milk, just enough for a small container. You pat its hind leg, and it runs into the crisp autumn air with an excited bleat.

"I missed the atmosphere of our farm. The fresh air of the valley is good for my creative soul, unlike the bustle of Zuzu City."

You only raise your eyebrows, and he sighs from your all-knowing gaze.

"You read me a little too well, my love."

"I sure hope so, after all this time together. Did something happen at the office?"

Since the release of his last collection of short stories, he's been invited to the city more often for author-related events. This latest stint, running a series of writing workshops in partnership with Zuzu University and the local community, was organized by his agent in hopes of bigger opportunities. Maybe even a guest lecturer contract, they've said on more than one occasion, though Elliott refuses to be apart from you for too long.

Elliott gives another sigh. "Something like that. I just...it was admittedly negligence on my part. I was in the middle of writing you another letter when someone required my presence down the hall. I thought that it'd be a quick matter, so I didn't clear my desk. But apparently one of the secretaries came looking for me while I was out."

"Did they read...?" You wrinkle your nose, knowing how private Elliott is about his unpolished work. He's even more private about what he writes for your eyes only. "I'm sure they were embarrassed."

"That's what bothers me the most! She had the audacity to bring it up in front of everyone when we had a meeting, even quoted a few lines—"

The cow groans as he moves particularly rough. He gives it an apologetic scratch under the chin.

"So for the past two days, everyone has been trying to talk me into releasing a collection of love poems, which I would have no issues with if it didn't stem from such a personal...I mean, the poems were addressed to my muse, and when I explained that it was you, they said that was even better. Something about how the romance will really sell." He frowns. "I like being able to support myself—contribute to our funds, you know—with my writing, but it's not...a commodity. I'm allowed to make art for the sake of making art."

His forehead is furrowed, and you would reach out to ease the frustration if your hands weren't busy.

"What's your plan now?"

He scoffs. "There's no plan regarding that. I completely refuse. It's quite insulting, in fact, the idea that I'd put my love on display for a paycheck."

It's relieving, you have to admit. Even after getting a taste of success, your husband remains the same person you said your vows to. The same romantic who holds you in such high esteem. There's so many emotions—namely affection—swirling in your chest, but you're not the writer so all you manage is a simple Okay.

"Okay," you say again for good measure, but he must understand you because his expression smooths. "So what do you want for lunch?"

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[rohansdisciple]

𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 ★ .

summary : elliot breeding after you say ‘yes’ to him asking for a baby ♥︎ .

warnings : romance / smut / nsfw . fem / afab reader . established relationship / married . pet names used . nipple play . sex toy ( vibrator ) . oral ( fem receiving ) . squirting . p in v sex . light marking . breeding . and i think that’s it ! tell me if i missed something ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ ! 

word count : about 3.1 k *

reading time : about 12 minutes * 

other : 16+ ** . takes place in the stardew we all know and love, i believe i changed some minor things so the plot makes sense ! may have some minor grammatical errors && the entire story is written in lower case and the punctuation has double spacing in between the words * .

a / n : so last month while i was playing stardew valley elliott asked for a baby . which made me freeze in my seat by the way , then i said yes and moved on . then when my character had the baby , i froze once again . but that time i got an idea to write about him asking for the baby and the first baby making attempt :D ! so enjoy pookie bears ^ ^ ! 

credits to @ rookthornesartistry on tumblr and @ crispyporkbelly on deviant art for the dividers !

" finally , i reached the 100th floor ... " you sigh , finally arriving at the location you've been attempting to reach for weeks . you look at the time to see how long you've been down in the mines — it's almost 11 p.m . " i should call it a day and go home , " you think as you board the elevator to the top . when you exit the mines , you choose to use the warp totem to get to the farm since you have no desire to make the 30 - minute walk back to the house at this hour .

once you get to the house , you toss all your findings and valuables into a chest until you can sort and look at them all tomorrow . because right now , all you were concerned about was showering and then getting in bed with your husband . when you walk into the house , you head to the bathroom quietly , trying not to make too much noise since elliott is usually asleep at this time . when you switch on the bathroom light , you discover a nicely folded pair of your pajamas resting on top of the counter ; which is just a simple tank top and shorts . and it came with a note on top that said , ' enjoy your shower , love elliott ' . you grin once you finish reading the short note , and you have to remember to thank elliott for being so thoughtful and conveniently setting out your pajamas for you .

after enjoying your hot shower , you get out, get dressed , and then you make your way to the bedroom to rest for the night . you notice a dim light glowing beneath the bedroom door as you approach it . " maybe elliott forgot to turn the light off before he fell asleep ? " you think to yourself , still under the impression that he's sleeping . when you enter the bedroom , elliott is fully awake and reading a book in bed . it seems like he was waiting for you to come and join him .

“ hey babes , i didn’t expect to see you up at this hour ; whatcha doing up - ? ” you ask while you get into bed with him . “ i was too deep in thought that i couldn’t fall asleep , so i decided to read a book and wait for you to return , my love ... ” elliott chuckles as he places his book and reading glasses on the nightstand before lying down with you . " oh , by the way , thank you for setting out some clothes for me , sweetheart . i really do appreciate it , " you say softly . elliott places a kiss on your forehead and then says , " no problem, honey ... it's the least I can do when you work so hard every day , " he replies .

" did everything go well today , sweetheart ? " elliott asks as he caresses your cheek with his thumb . " mhm ... i got really lucky today in the mines , so i got a lot accomplished , " you reply in a hushed tone , closing your eyes for just a moment . " that's wonderful , my love ... " he says softly , his words trailing off .

for a while , neither of you speaks ; you're too busy enjoying elliott's touch , and he's preoccupied with his thoughts , which creates a brief moment of silence between the two of you. he can't decide whether this is a good time to talk to you about what’s been on his mind or if he should just drop it and talk to you about it some other time . once elliott convinces himself that now is the perfect time to talk about the thing that's been on his mind , he speaks up . 

" can i talk to you about something , honey ? " " it's been on my mind for a while now - " elliott nervously says to you . " of course , what's on your mind , honey ? " you ask , sitting up and leaning against the bed's headboard . once he knows he has your full attention , he speaks , " so , i've been thinking about ... talking to you about trying for a child . " he pauses for a few seconds then continues , " i've always wanted to be a father , and now that i have such a lovely wife , i'd really like to have kids with you — if you want them , that is . " when he stops talking , elliott anxiously awaits your reply .

you consider what he said for a moment , and it suddenly hits you as to why elliott has been ' subtly ' mentioning babies and talking about how you two would be ' wonderful parents , ' and how the farm would be ' an amazing place for a child to grow up in ' . you sit there for a few minutes , silently considering whether you and elliott are ready to start a family , and all signs lead to the answer being yes . the house has enough space to raise a child ; you're financially secure , and you've always wanted to be a mother . " sure , let's try for a baby , elliott , " you say , smiling .

" a - are you sure , honey ? " elliott asks you . " mhm , i thought it through ; i think we're ready for a baby , " you say . elliott hugs you tightly and exclaims , " that's amazing , darling ! i'm happy that you said yes ! " " i'd be down to start trying right now, actually , " you offer boldly . " really ? ! r - right now , hon ? but aren't you tired from the day ... ? " elliott asks , slightly flustered by your suggestion . " i'm not that tired , sweetheart . and , besides , i can see you want to start trying now , too , " you tease , looking at the slight bulge in his sweatpants.

" you got me there , my love . the very thought of me getting you pregnant is exciting ... " elliott whispers , his face flushed as he caresses your waist . " you're just too beautiful to resist ... " he mutters as he draws you into a kiss . the kisses you two share start off soft and slow , but they quickly turn into more passionate ones as you both begin to caress and crave one another . elliott's hands quickly find their way under your shirt , and you tremble when you feel his cold hands grope your bare boobs . " mmh ... your hands are so cold - " you pant once you pull away from the kiss .

elliott chuckles when he hears you say that his hands are cold , and he says , " sorry, baby , they'll definitely warm up if i touch you some more , though ... " elliott teases as he removes his shirt and begins to shift his body on the bed . you watch as elliott positions himself to lean against the headboard of the bed . " come sit , my love ... with your back to my chest , " elliott says to you , patting his lap and pointing to the space in between where he wants you to sit . " o - okay ... " you murmur as you crawl closer to him , your gaze fixed on the growing tint in his sweats .

once you get situated , elliott takes off your shirt and places his big hands over your boobs . " you have such beautiful breasts , honey ... i love how sensitive your nipples are to my touch ... " elliott whispers in your ear , making you shiver . " ngh- " you moan as his fingers run over your nipples . " you like that , baby ? " elliott asks , placing soft kisses on your neck . " m-mhm ... i love it - " you gasp , savoring the sensation of him rolling your nipples in between his thumb and index finger . laying back and letting elliott pleasure your body has to be one of your favorite things ; every touch he gives you makes you tremble with excitement .

when elliott notices that you're practically shaking from him teasing your nipples , he knows you're craving for him to touch you . " e - elliott , please , touch me ... " you whine . elliott chuckles as he hears your desperate pleas for his touch , " alright , hon . lift your hips for me ... " he says as he begins to remove your shorts and panties . you do what he says , feeling yourself getting wetter with each second he doesn't touch you .

" open your legs too, darling ... i need to feel how wet you are for me , " elliott tells you as he puts his hands on your knees . " mmh , okay ... " you say breathily as you slowly open your legs for him . elliott's hands then run down your body slowly , making their way down to your wet pussy . " you're so wet for me , sweetheart ... it seems like the thought of me breeding you gets you excited too ... " elliott says teasingly as he spreads your pussy lips . " i - i charged the vibrator the other day ... could you use that on me , baby ? " you ask him . " oh , of course, darling ... anything for you , " he replies as he opens the nightstand drawer and pulls out the vibrator .

" you want the lowest setting first , right , hon ? " elliott asks as he sets the vibrator on your clit and switches it on , the low vibrations causing your entire body to flush with heat when it comes into contact with your sensitive clit . " mmh ... y - yeah , that's good right there ... " you mumble . elliott moves the vibrator in slow circles against your clit while he teases your nipples with his unoccupied hand . " m - mph ... m - more ... please , baby ? " you whine . elliott turns the vibrator on the highest setting when he hears you ask for more .

" okay , hon ... does that feel good ? " he asks . " hngh-! y - yes ... " you moan loudly as you grip onto elliott's thighs , attempting to stay in place . not even a minute later , elliott notices you were about to cum from how uncontrollable your moans became . " i - i'm gonna cum - ! c - can i cum ... " you cry out . elliott then takes the vibrator off your throbbing clit and puts it aside , which causes whimpers to fall from your lips . " not yet , dear ... i want you to cum on my face , " he says to you as he shifts his body to where he's laying on the pillows . 

" come sit , sweetheart , let me take care of you ... " elliott says inviting you to sit on his face . you immediately do what he asked , hovering your wet pussy above his mouth since you're desperate for some sort of release . that , combined with the fact that you enjoy it when elliott eats you out because he has a very good tongue got you even more excited than you already were . " i - is this good , babe ? " you ask elliott . " i told you to sit , not hover , darling ... " elliott replies as he squeezes your ass . " but , honey , i don't want to suffocate you - " you explain , having only sat on his face once before . " you don't have to be worried , sweetie . " elliott says , " just sit ... " he says , guiding you down until you are fully seated on his face .

" o - oh my god ... e - elliott ! " you moan in pure ecstasy as his tongue begins to suck on your aching clit . elliott laps and sucks at your clit like he's a starved man who hasn't eaten in weeks , causing you to only think about the immense pleasure you're feeling . elliott can tell how close you are to cumming from how much your body is shaking . " hngh! b - baby ... i - i'm so close ... " you say , holding onto the headboard for support as the knot in your stomach tightens . 

when elliott hears those words leave your lips , he focuses on getting you to your climax , continuing to slip his tongue in and out of your wet hole , his nose brushing over your clit as he does . seconds later , you feel the knot in your stomach beginning to unravel . " mph! m'cumming - ! " you moan loudly as your intense orgasm hits you , making you accidentally squirt on elliott's face .

when you come down from your high , you return to your senses and you get off elliott's face . " are you okay , babe ? " you ask , staring at all the fluids you've left on his face . " hehe , i'm more than okay , baby , " elliott says with a contented smile as he wipes his mouth and sits up . " but i'm not done with you yet , darling ... " he says as he removes his boxers and sweatpants, revealing his stiff cock . the pre - cum dripping from his rosy red tip alone is enough to make you drool . you want him inside of you badly ; you desperately want him to breed you right now . " now , on your back , honey ... we're not done just yet . " he whispers in your ear .

when you lay on your back , elliott traps your body beneath his , pinning you down to the bed . " i love you , y / n , " elliott says softly as his fingers intertwine with yours and your lips meet in a passionate kiss . " baby , is it alright if i put it in now ? " elliott maintains a low voice . " i'm afraid i won't be able to contain myself for much longer . " " as i said earlier , you're too beautiful for me to resist ... " he adds , his cock twitching against you . " mhm , go ahead , darling ... " you reply , touching his flushed face . elliott then rubs the tip of his cock on your clit before slowly pushing his cock inside your warm pussy while letting out a low moan .

" you doing okay there , love ? " he asks once he bottoms out . " m - mhm ... m'good , " you say , your walls clenching around elliott's shaft . " do you need a minute to adjust , my dear ? " elliott asks . you merely nod in response . " alright ... let me know when you're ready , okay ? " he adds lovingly as he caresses your cheek .

after a few moments , you say , " i've adjusted ... you can move now , baby . " alright , darling ... " elliott says as he begins to move . elliott let's out a soft grunt as he thrusts into you , your warm walls feel amazing around his cock . that , combined with the fact that you two haven't had sex in weeks , makes him feel like he's in heaven right now . " y - you feel so good , my love ... " elliott says as his pace quickens . " mmh ... s'good - " you moan softly as you rub fast circles on your clit .

elliott's hands then grip your waist to keep a steady pace , so every thrust gives you the pleasure your body deserves and desires . "  mph ... y - you're so beautiful , y / n ... " elliott whispers in your ear through his moans . elliott begins to place small hickeys on your neck as he attempts to find that spot inside of you that drives you insane every time . when the tip of elliott's cock hits your g - spot , your eyes roll to the back of your head with ease . " hngh-! r - right there - ! d-don't stop - ! " you moan loudly . " you like that , baby ? i'll keep doing it then - " elliott pants .

the bedroom is quickly filled with the sounds of skin slapping together , your moans , and elliott's low groans and pants . both of you are clinging to each other so desperately , like the pleasure you two are feeling would just stop if either of you let go . elliott pounds into you mercilessly as you feel the knot in your stomach becoming tighter and tighter by the second . elliott can tell you're close to your orgasm from the way your walls are clenching around him . " y - you're gonna cum , yeah ? j - just let go , baby - " elliott says to you . with a few more deep thrusts and touches to your clit , you can feel the knot in your stomach unraveling . " mmph ! m'cumming ! " you moan , your whole body shaking violently as you cling to elliott . 

it took every fiber of elliott's being not to cum inside of you right then and there as your walls pulsated around his cock as he continued to thrust into you as fast as he could . " mph! it's s'deep - " you whine . you couldn't deny that elliott looked so hot with his hair clinging to his sweaty forehead as he pounded into your sloppily wet cunt . you can tell from how erratic and rough elliott's thrusts were becoming and the way his face was twisting in pleasure that he was close to reaching his orgasm .

" y - y / n ... i - i can cum inside , right ? " elliott asks , wanting to make sure that this is what you wanted . " y - yes ... mph- ...stuff me full w - with your cum - " you say in between moans . now that you've told elliott that you wanted him to cum inside of you , he's only focused on two things — getting off and , most importantly , breeding you . elliott continued at his rough and fast pace , not letting up until he felt his orgasm approaching . " hngh-! baby , i - i'm cumming - ! " elliott moans as his body shakes as he cums deep inside of you , his cock filling your pussy with thick ropes of cum .

when elliott comes down from his high , he lays his body on top of yours and places his head in the crook of your neck , softly panting in your ear , attempting to get your body as close to his as possible . " i wasn't too rough , right , hon ? " elliott questions you once he catches his breath . " of course not , love . i feel amazing , actually , " you reply with a slight chuckle as you run your fingers through his long ginger locks . " you being satisfied is all that matters to me , my love , " elliott adds softly . " now , let's get you cleaned up , dear , " elliott says , lifting his body off of yours .

when elliott pulls out , his face immediately flushes with a red tint when he notices his cum slowly oozing out of you . " i - i'll be right back , honey - " elliott says as he gets out of bed and dashes out of the bedroom flustered . a few short moments later , elliott comes back to the room with a bowl and a washcloth in hand . " what's inside the bowl ? " you ask as elliott places it on the nightstand . " just some warm water to wipe you off , dear , " elliott replies , dipping the washcloth in the water . " all right , hon ... open your legs for me , " he says as he climbs onto the bed .

when you realize he's just trying to wipe you off down there before you two go to bed , you open your legs . " is the water too hot ? " elliott asks as he gently wipes you down . " no , it's warm , baby ... " you respond with a breath of relaxation . you lay there in bed , relishing in the sensation of the warm cloth and elliott's gentle touch , your eyes beginning to feel heavy .

" there , all done , " elliott says as he puts the washcloth back in the bowl . when he looks at you , he immediately smiles when he sees how relaxed and sleepy you look . elliott then lays next to you in bed and pulls you close . " i love you so much , y / n ... " he says in a hushed tone while rubbing slow circles on your back . " i love you even more , elliott ... " you murmur , clinging to him for warmth . elliott watches as you begin to slowly fall asleep in his arms . you truly were his world , his everything . " whatever the future holds for us , i'm looking forward to spending each moment with you , my love , " elliott whispers as he kisses your forehead before drifting off alongside you.

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 ★ ...

read the second part here 🍂 !

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[staratie]

lost in cindersnap forest

“Where do we go from here?”

prompt from @creativepromptsforwritingand @creativepromptfills

Sam

“Why do you ask me?”

Sam shrugs his shoulders, expecting that you have the answer. Of course, you say you do.

Instead, you're busy trying to find your whistle in your backpack to summon your horse from the farm to take you two home.

Alex

“The only way is forward.”

Alex is a positive so he’ll do his best to make the most of the situation. Encouraging words, offering to help with directions, or giving you piggy back rides are his way to de-stress you from the situation.

Harvey

“Doesn’t matter, as long as we’re together.”

Harvey would be scared out of his mind if he was by himself, but because you are here he’s okay being lost.

Elliott

“Oh, but I’m horrible with directions.”

Elliott wasn’t any help and instead used this opportunity to take in the crisp forest air and use it as inspiration to write.

You didn’t interrupt him knowing that this is going to be the first and last time for you two to get lost in the forest

Shane

“You tell me.”

He’ll say that, and then lay down to take a nap.

Shane trusts you 100%, and knows you’ll come up with a solution.

Sebastian

“I wish I knew.”

Sebastian blames himself for getting you two in this situation. He was curious about the forest and convinced you to take him there.

You console him and say it isn't his fault and that being curious about the world outside his room is okay

#stardew valley #stardew valley headcanons #sdv #sdv headcanons #sdv sebastian #sdv shane #sdv elliott #sdv alex #sdv harvey #sdv sam #sdv sebastian x reader #sdv shane x reader #sdv alex x reader #sdv harvey x reader #sdv sam x reader #sdv elliott x reader #on queue

[hermitscrab]

YOU LOOK TENSE — elliott, drabble

SUMMARY: After a long day of work, it’s nice to be pampered by your husband.

CONTAINS: sfw, fluff, established relationship, gn! reader

It’s been a long day but you can no longer dwell on it as Elliott is immediately by your side and whisking you away to be pampered.

You agree to his suggestion of a bath, lowering yourself in the water, sat between his legs as his hands get to work, messaging you with skill. You ramble on about your day, telling him about the good and the bad and how you’re so grateful he’s at home, ready to pick up the pieces.

You listen as he tells you about his day in his smooth and sweet voice, low in your ear that sends a chill up your spine. But eventually, a comfortable silence takes up the bathroom, only your content sighs and the running of water to be heard. He holds you close, an arm wrapped around your chest and lips pressing gentle kisses to your neck.

You’re draped in a fluffy towel once the water runs cold and Elliott escorts you to the bed. You snuggle up under the covers in your favorite nightwear, waiting for Elliott’s return upon him excusing himself after getting dressed.

As he promised, he’s quickly by your side again with dinner and a drink. And when you're done, he’s relieved to see you happy and relaxed as you finally drift off to sleep with his promise of always tending to you after a hard day’s work.

— want to request something? you can do that here!

#never written a drabble #i hope this is good!! #drabbles #stardew valley #sdv elliott x reader #sfw #sdv elliott #stardew valley fanfic #sdv elliott x farmer #stardew elliott #sdv x reader #sdv x farmer

[ieatsmallorphansnamedtom]

The detailed Harvey proposal was so nice ; ; what about Elliott and Sam?

Elliott Proposal Headcanons

Ahhh, thank you, thank you! I'll do all of the bachelors and bachelorettes eventually, but here's Elliott for now!

Oh, Elliott. How nervous he was! Yes, yes, I know he's smooth and romantic, but that doesn't mean he can't experience butterflies or nervousness from time to time, even while in a relationship. And none more so than when he was lying in bed next to you thinking on what to do for his proposal.

And what was this proposal, you ask? Well, none other than a scavenger hunt! That's right, Elliott, in all his wisdom, had planned a carefully laid out scavenger hunt for you to partake in (with the help of some others, of course). I mean, what better way to tell a love poem than through an activity like this?

Yes, Elliott planned to show you a poem through pieces of paper hidden in heart-shaped tins in the sand. In each tin was a verse, and each verse was a clue to where the next verse was hidden; an idea surprisingly brought up by Vincent and Jas. Elliott had visited Penny while she was tutoring them looking for ideas when the children suggested that! Kids can be smart too, you know?

Either way, with an oil lamp in hand, the beach cleared by Willy, and the villagers kept occupied by Gus, Elliott watched with a smile as you dug and dug and dug, finding more and more verses until finally, you were led to the boat.

Docked at the, well, dock was the boat Elliott had repaired. It was painted a bright red (though it was hard to see in the dark) and had the name 'Queen Maiden' painted along the side. Stepping into the boat, Elliott untied the knot and set sail out into the water.

As you sailed, Elliott spoke, saying, "do you remember what the last verse said? The one you couldn't figure out?" At his words, you hurried to take the piece of paper out of your pocket. Holding it up to the light of the oil lantern, you read the words.

"'Out by the waters blue'," you read. That's when it hit you. Looking around, you saw the ocean surrounding you, the light of Willy's shop a speckle in the distance. "This! This is the waters blue! Elliott where is it?" you demanded, almost tripping over the side of the boat as you searched under the seats and in the small compartments Elliott had annoyingly added when repairing.

Finally, you found it. Reaching under Elliott's chair, you felt a small soft cube. Taking the object in your hand and holding it up to the light, you realised it was a box. Something began to dawn on you. Looking up at your partner, you saw the nervous smile on his face. Opening the box up, you saw a small yet intricately decorated mermaid's pendant. The colours were beautiful in the light of the lantern.

You gasped.

"I'm hoping that was a happy gasp," he said. Looking up at him again, you saw he was struggling to maintain eye contact. "Um, Y/N... Gosh, for once I'm at a loss for words." He paused to look at you. "But, I must prevail. Y/N, I know you already know what I'm going to ask, but-" he took your hands in his- "will you- will you marry me?"

"Elliott, I..." Elliott gulped. "I would love to!"

"Really?! I mean- oh, thank you!" He pulled you into a tight hug, something normally not common for the man. You heard him sniffle and felt his hand move up to his face. "Oh, dear me, I don't want to get too emotional now, do I?"

The two of you shared a laugh, and sitting with your foreheads pressed against each other for what felt like hours, you let the boat drift further into the sea.

-~-~-

Bonus: You two ended up getting stranded at sea and Elliott fell into the water trying to get you back to land.

Anyways, this was so fun to write, even if Tumblr did delete it, haha. I hope you enjoyed!

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[babiebom]

Can you do B D F Y for Elliott? :3 thank youuuuu

A/n: no problemmmmmmmm~ it’s funny that Elliott has gotten so many requests at the last second, but then again almost everyone got a request on the last couple days. I’m surprised no one asked for any expanded or ridgeside characters other than Magnus, and I count him as basic sdv wowowowow. D and Y were already done and they’re here💖 it’s with Magnus’ post so you have to scroll a little!!

Tw: sexual content

Alphabet post Masterlist

B-Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think he likes lips. In both a sexual way and a romantic type of way. He likes the way your lips look when eating, or when you’re sucking his dick. He likes the way you sound when you talk and sing, as well as how you sound when you moan. Your lips allows the most beautiful sounds out, your lips allow you to tell him how much you love him and he adores everything that leaves your lips.

F-Favorite position (this goes without saying)

(Top three positions in no particular order!! Pic links included)

Spoon: it’s mostly when you’re doing lazy morning sex. He likes this one because he can hug you while thrusting, he hides his face in the crook of your neck and moans quietly. He hugs you so close to his chest that it’s basically just grinding, and neither of you really have to move and can go back to sleep with him still inside of you. It’s a position that allows you to bond.

Bodyguard: it’s one of the more tiring positions since both of you are standing, but he likes this one because it sometimes leads to him fucking you in front of a mirror or window(no one is around pls). Also likes the name of it because in his mind he is like a bodyguard for you…like the Whitney Houston movie that has the song “I Will Always Love You”. Yes, he has thought about this.

Tantra Chair: allows you to take control, and while Elliott is more on the “dom” side, he likes it when you can take control and get yourself off. This position allows you to use him while he gets work done, and he gets to hold you. It’s like a triple win, everyone is happy with this position.

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[plushverse]

How about Elliott with an s/o that can play piano?

Elliott beloved,,, aka the first character I went after in my first stardew valley profile!

*Elliott was rather surprised to find out you could play piano, and you are quite good at it as well!

*you two will occasionally play duets together, whether it’s a song you know or just coming up with one off the top of your heads

*Elliott likes hearing you play the piano, since you play so elegantly (or at least he thinks so)

*and hearing you play helps him find inspiration for whenever he writes

*you both will ask how you learned to play, and the two of you are always learning something new from each other as well!

*neither of you will play around others, especially Elliott

#stardew valley #sdv #sfw #anonymous #elliott #sdv elliott #elliott/reader #elliott x reader #sdv elliott/reader #sdv elliott x reader #x reader #reader insert #stardew valley x reader #sdv x reader

[unactive-shroom]

Ignoring the twenty-something asks in my inbox right now, but would anyone be interested in a sort of interactive stardew valley fanfiction?

So basically, there would be choices you have to make on what to do, or say, and it will lead you to a certain story line. Each choice would lead you to another post (via link) and the story line would differ based on this. Obviously, i wouldnt be able to all the bachelors & bachelorettes, so i was thinking maybe 3 or 4 bachelors for now, and then the same amount of bachelorettes after i get into the swing of things.

If you are, please vote for which bachelors you want below (I'll pick the 3 or 4 most popular ones :) )

#Stardew Valley x reader #Stardew valley x farmer #shane sdv x reader #sdv shane x reader #sdv shane x farmer #shane sdv x farmer #sdv harvey x reader #sdv harvey x farmer #harvey sdv x farmer #harvey sdv x reader #sebastian x farmer #sebastian sdv x reader #sebastian sdv x farmer #sdv sebastian x farmer #sdv sebastian x reader #sdv alex x reader #alex sdv x reader #alex sdv x farmer #sdv alex x farmer #sdv sam x reader #sdv sam x farmer #sam sdv x reader #sam sdv x farmer #elliott sdv x reader #elliott sdv x farmer #sdv elliott x farmer #sdv elliott x reader

[drabblesandimagines]

Muse

Soooo I played the Elliott yandere mod and I couldn't get it out of my head.

Pairings: Elliott x reader

Word count: 1496

Warnings: Yandere behaviour, non-consensual bondage, kidnapping, drugging - please don't read if you're not comfortable, it's all under the cut.

You woke up slowly at first. Your eyelids felt heavy, like you’d slept too much. You were on your side and you felt cold, confused and stiff. Where were you…? Did you pass out on the way home…? It had been ages since you’d done that – more aware of the time and your energy levels on your late night quests. No, the last thing you remembered was being at the kitchen table, having dinner, right? You went to rub your eyes and it was only then did you realize your hands weren’t complying. You tried again but something was stopping them, holding them behind you. Was that rope? You tugged again, your heart starting to thud before you shuffled up to your feet, balancing yourself against the wall. You started to breathe heavily, trying to come up with any reasonable explanation. The room was dark, but slowly your eyes adjusted to your surroundings. You made out some barrels - oddly familiar barrels. Wait, were you in your own cellar?!

Was that better or worse? You weren’t sure. You pulled again at the restraints but the rope was so tight. Okay, think - you were eating dinner, now you were in your cellar. Had someone been with you…? You needed to get out, get help. You pushed yourself forward and up onto your knees, slowly getting to your feet. You took a step forward but your legs were jelly, causing you to lose your balance and you crashed into one of the barrels, knocking it on its side and causing a racket.

Suddenly, thudding footsteps echoed above your head and the door to the cellar opened, flooding light from above. “Darling?”

You recognized the voice at once – Elliott.

“Elliott!” You cried out. “Please, help!” His towering form descended the stairs, looking down at you inquisitively before a frown graced his lips.

“Oh… You’re awake already, sweetheart.”

You shook your head, your thoughts coming to you slowly through the haze. Awake already? “Elliott, wh-what’s going on? Why are my hands tied?” Elliott. It was Elliott who was there. He’d popped round with a bottle of wine he thought could inspire your next batch…

“Hmph. That drug should’ve kept you under for far longer than this. Maybe I didn’t use enough…” He crouched down in front of you, placing his hands on your shoulders and looking deep. “Did you hurt yourself when you fell?”

“No, I’m okay”, you exhaled shakily. “Can you untie me, please?”

“Ah,” he let go of your shoulders and grasped your chin. “Not quite. I’m not finished upstairs yet.”

“Elliott, this isn’t funny. I don’t know if this is some sort of prank or-or if I said something that made you think this was something I was up for but you really have to untie me, please”.

He squeezed your cheek and chuckled. “No, darling, you have to be patient. Those ropes are staying nice and snug until I’m sure you’ll behave yourself.”

“Behave myself?” That made something in you flip. “What the fuck is wrong with you? This isn’t funny.” You struggled again with renewed determination, surely you were making some progress.

“My goodness, what a filthy mouth I’m discovering. I’m not sure I like that coming from such a beauty as yourself.” He frowned.

“I don’t care what you fucking like!” You spat, tears burning at your eyes. “Let me go, Elliott. Please. I won’t say anything to anyone, I promise.”

The red-headed man pouted at you, before he slipped two fingers in the Windsor knot of his tie and loosened it before whipping it off his neck entirely. He held an end in each hand and stretched it out. “Open – now.”

You shook your head, keeping your mouth firmly closed, tears trickling down your cheeks.

“We’ll do it the hard way, then.” His hand pushed you against the wall by your throat, lightly squeezing your windpipe until you opened your mouth in a gasp. He took his chance then, stuffing the blasted thing in between your lips and teeth and tightly knotting it behind your head. You let out a whimper as he patted your head patronizingly.

“That’s better. Right, I need some more time to get your things packed up. Unfortunately, as I said, that dose was meant to keep you under until we were well on our way, but never mind. I’ll finish upstairs and then we’ll get you situated for the move.”

You shook your head frantically, trying to protest through the gag.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. You don’t need to worry. We’ll have you safe and secure soon.” He dipped his hand in his jacket pocket, producing another loop of rope and wrapped it around your ankles as you began to sob. This can’t be happening, this cannot be happening… “There, all snug. Sit tight!” He grinned before getting up to his feet and dusted off his knees. He always wanted to look his best, after all.

You whimpered again as he walked up the cellar stairs. The tie tasted foul in your mouth, it was smothered in Elliott’s cologne – did he spray it on the thing deliberately? - and it left a horrible taste on your tongue and the smell… You felt like you were suffocating.

You don’t know how long he left you down there, but you twisted and twisted at the ropes around your wrists, feeling the coarse fiber burn at your skin. Surely they were getting looser, they had to be, or the rope would fray from the friction. Your face was slick with your tears and the tie now damp in your mouth. Your heart stopped as you heard the cellar door creek and your captor descended the stairs again, a glass of water in hand.

“Hi, sweetheart. How are we doing?” He smiled as he crouched down in front of you, brushing your hair out of your eyes and wiping your face clear of tears. You whimpered, giving a muffled plea that he ignored. “So, I’ve packed up what I think you’ll need and to make it seem you’ve moved on. Of course, I’ve already taken the liberty of buying you some new clothes. A beautiful muse such as yourself will require bespoke gowns to compliment your beauty.”

You swallowed hard, staring into his eyes, hoping he’d come to his senses.

“I brought you some water, sweetheart. Are you thirsty? I’ll take the gag off if you promise not to use such horrible words again – they’re really not befitting for you.”

You nodded frantically, anything to get this foul-tasting fabric out of your mouth.

Elliott smiled, before tugging the tie out of your mouth and down around your neck. “Here, allow me.” He held the glass up to your lips and you drank greedily, hoping it would clear the taste from your tongue.

“Good girl,” he complimented, placing the glass down. “You’re going to love our new place, darling. It’s not too far from here, of course. I didn’t want to do it this way, you know? But I’m afraid you rather forced my hand in the end. Don’t you realise how cruel you were being, gallivanting about town with every single bachelor? You were breaking my heart.”

“I’m… I’m sorry.” Maybe you could appeal to him, get him to change his mind? “I didn’t mean to. Can-can we start again? We could go to the Stardrop Saloon tomorrow night for a date, couldn’t we? Take a table near the back and t-talk.”

“Oh, there’s no need for all that now, sweetheart. The house is all ready and prepared for us. It’s not too far from here, as obviously I’ll need to go between the two to keep up appearances, as they say.” He chuckled. “People might talk if both you and I disappear.”

“B-b-but the farm,” you slurred – why are you slurring? – “They know I wouldn’t just leave that.”

“It’s been a tough year, hasn’t it, darling? A real learning curve. You’re too beautiful for all that hard labour and toil.” He clasped the side of your face with his hand, rubbing his thumb gently over your cheekbone. “It was all a flight of fancy, leaving Zuzu City. They’ll all think you found it too overwhelming and up and left. Why wouldn’t they? It’s exactly how you came here.”

“Elliott, p-please, can’t we t-talk about this?” The words felt heavy on your tongue.

“Shh, sweetheart. That’ll be the sedative kicking in. I gave you a bit more this time, just to make sure you stay asleep in transportation. I wouldn’t want you waking up and panicking in the box before we make it there.” He chuckled, as if it was something amusing, before pulling you close into his chest, pressing your face against it. “Don’t fight it, my love. You’re going to be so glad I took you.”

The world as you knew it slowly slipped out of view as you dreaded the one that awaited you on awakening.

#ghostdogwrites #yandere elliott #yandere elliott x reader #sdv elliott x farmer #sdv elliott x reader #stardew valley fanfic #yandere elliott mod #ghostdogwritesdusk

[unabashedly-so]

🌊 sailor!Elliott AU: Introduction ⛈️

Sailor!Elliott AU, inspired by Letters from the Atlantic by The Arcadian Wild...

content warning: storm exposure, near drowning, hospitalization, near death experience, depressive themes, emotional numbing

(also don't let the initial formatting fool you--this is not fanfiction. This is just a HC in a narrative format instead of the usual bullet points because I have a lot of Thoughts(TM).)

I’m being followed by the rain clouds My clothes are soaking up the pain that keeps pouring down Too much more and I may drown I’m being followed by the night sky It stole away my sight, it seems I have lost my way I need someone to be my guide...

-- "Rain Clouds" by The Arcadian Wild

You board the train for Stardew Valley, weary but eager to begin a new life on the old farm in Pelican town. The locals are friendly and lively, and when you make your way to the beach, you find an empty cabin in the sand...

When you meet Willy and ask about it, he shrugs. "It's where I stayed while Robin and I was buildin' my shop home on the pier. Now I s'pose it could be used as a shed or something..."

Your first season on the farm passes with lots of tears, sweat, and some blood, if you're the mining type. Summer only increases the sweat.

The locals forewarn of the Clockwork Storms--storm cells that always generate on Summer 13 and 26, every year, unfailingly. They warn they're usually the worst of the year and recommend you prepare accordingly and just bunker down with the rest of them.

Sure enough, Summer 13's Clockwork Storm hits with flashes bright as the sun and bangs that make the ground tremble.

Emerging on the 14th, you count yourself lucky that you only lost a few crops to the storm. On your way to Pierre's to recoup your losses, you hear some commotion from the beach. Curiosity and concern draw you to the source, and you hurry to the pier to find Willy hauling something out of his boat. A big something.

The closer you get, the thing starts to take the form of--

"He's still breathin', I think!" Willy grunts. "Come quick, help me get'm up on the deck."

You and Willy manage to get the man off the boat and onto the deck of the pier. The man's long, reddish-auburn hair is tied back in a frayed braid, and he's bare chested, his shoulders and back hot and beginning to blister from exposure. His olive green pants, once rolled at the bottom, are now ragged and torn. Willy was right--he is breathing, but it's shallow. He's gaunt and scalding hot to the touch, but alive, despite it all.

As you're assessing him, his eyes flutter open. He's dazed. It seems to take a great effort to even move his eyes. You're unsure if he's even conscious. Then his eyes land on you. There's a brief but vibrant spark, and you can't help but notice his eyes are the same verdant green that reminds you of your new home on the farm. His lips part as if to speak, but nothing comes out. His eyes flutter shut

You have the good sense to know that if this man's going to survive, he needs to be brought to the clinic--there's nothing to be done for him here. You and Willy manage to get him to the clinic where he's promptly tended to and given emergency, likely life-saving measures. After a tenuous hour or so, Harvey emerges and said that he believes the man has stabilized, but he's horribly sun poisoned and dehydrated, and that's just what he can tell on the surface. Harvey says he's working with limited resources, but he'll do everything he can to give the guy the best chance at pulling through. He encourages you to come by tomorrow and check in.

The clinic is closed for the rest of the day.

- - -

If you choose to return on the 15th, Harvey approves, and gives you the update that the man remained stable overnight, but he's still very weak and will likely wake up in a lot of pain. But he will likely wake up, Harvey reiterates with relief

- - -

If you choose to return on the 16th, Harvey approves, and says that the man seems to be recovering. He says there's brief flashes of consciousness and he seems to attend to questions, but he's still too dazed to speak. Harvey encourages you to come by again tomorrow. He anticipates he'll be well enough to interact with for brief periods of time.

- - -

If you return on the 17th, you'll walk in on Harvey assessing the man, who is now fully conscious. As predicted, he appears to be in a fair amount of pain, but Harvey is confident that it's just residual soreness and sunburns. Harvey introduces you as one of the people who helped save him.

The man takes you in with a weary gaze, one that soon softens and warms. He sounds breathless as he says, "Thank you."

The man quickly clears his throat, trying again. His voice is still weak and raspy, as he says, "Thank you... I owe you... my life." He swallows, a challenging thing. "Elliott," he manages, shakily holding his hand out.

You give your name, and reach to shake his hand. Instead, he gently draws your hand to him and kisses your knuckles with his sun-chapped lips.

Elliott winces as he lays back, visibly drained. Harvey encourages Elliott to go back to resting, and for you to return to your day. As you're leaving, you hear a weak, hoarse voice trying desperately to be heard.

"Come back..."

You turn around. Elliott has his eyes closed and is lying still. He takes another breath, then looks to you through a half-lidded gaze.

"...tomorrow?" Elliott finishes.

You nod.

- - -

If you come back on the 18th, Harvey and Elliott approve. Elliott is sitting up on the bed reading when you come in.

He looks up and greets you by name. It looks like he's been given the chance to wash up--he looks brighter, and his auburn reddish hair shines, tied back loosely at his shoulders and pulled to the side with less bandages on it. He's shirtless, skin almost as red as his hair, and you can see all the bandages across his shoulders and back.

What happened to your shirt?

(no change in approval) Elliott blinks. "It was too painful to keep taking it off and putting it back on again for bandage changes. I hope it doesn't bother you."

How are you feeling today?

(approval gain) Elliott gives a polite smile. "Moving hurts, breathing hurts… but I can do both, and for that I am thankful."

What are you reading?

(approval gain) Elliott lights up, flashing the cover. "Kind doctor Harvey was generous enough to lend me a tome from his collection. It's a collection of short stories he had left over from his undergraduate studies. Turns out we went to university around the same time, so it's been a wonderful trip down memory lane. And a relief that it wasn't one of his medical textbooks!"

ALL PATHS CONVERGE: "So… I'm guessing you're probably curious as to how I got here? Besides, of course, the part where you pulled me from death's doorstep."

From the other room, Harvey interjects, monotone, "You weren't on death's doorstep."

"Alright, then you pulled me from the speeding taxi to Death's neighborhood?" he lifts the end of the sentence, looking towards the sound of Harvey's voice for approval.

Harvey's voice comes after a pause, "Wordy, but accurate."

"We'll workshop it," Elliott calls back, then turns his attention back to you. "So, yes, I'm afraid it's not much of a story--unlucky wayfaring sailor caught in a bad storm… The Clockwork Storms, I'm told a bit too late. I've held my own against a few storms in my day, but this was… I didn't give my love the respect she deserves, and as they say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. A mistake I won't make twice!"

(A perceptive farmer notices a certain flippancy about his story that seems out of place for a man who otherwise appears passionate and verbose.)

He goes on, "Oh, [name], I've been meaning to ask--did you happen to find any of my possessions or a rucksack on me when you revived me?"

You shake your head, indicating it was Willy who got to him first.

"So Willy was the one who pulled me from the sea, and you helped him get me from shore to here? Oh dear, I really was succumbed. Ah well. I'll check with him tomorrow after I get discharged. It'd be nice to have my own clothes back, among other things.

"Thanks for stopping by. It means a lot. I've been many places, and so few as full of kindness as here. I do hope to get to see you again tomorrow."

- - -

Elliott gets discharged from the hospital on the 19th. If you enter Pelican Town before 5pm, you'll encounter Elliott leaving the clinic. He looked well-kept, freshly shaven, and his clothes have been laundered. He wears his same olive green pants and a plain white shirt. He'll flag you down and ask you to help him find his way around.

Sorry, I'm too busy right now.

(no change in approval) Elliott visibly deflates, but forces a smile. "Ah, well. I... suppose I've seen myself through larger ports than this. No matter, I'll find my own way..."

(the cutscene ends with Elliott meandering towards the east side of town, murmuring about finding Willy.)

I'd be happy to!

(Elliott approves) Elliott beams. "Splendid. I knew I could rely on your kindness to see me through."

A short montage style cutscene follows where the farmer appears with Elliott in front of the different areas in Pelican Town. He's shown having a few introductions to the people around town, having a little heart bubble over his head at the library, having a very lively conversation with Robin [about building boats], and going to Pierre's to stock up on a few things. Finally, the farmer walks Elliott over the bridge to the beach.

Elliott takes in a big breath of the sea air and releases it contentedly. "Back again... lovely place, when one's conscious enough to enjoy it."

You take him over to the docks near Willy's shop, and Willy enters the scene from the ocean on his fishing boat. Willy greets you and Elliott. He addresses Elliott, "I remember you sayin' you'd had some belongings so I went back to about where I'd found ya, accountin' fer a few days drift and whatnot, and poked around a bit..."

Willy steps out of his boat and onto the docks, handing him a plank of wood with splintered edges. It has the name of his boat painted on it, but you can't make it out before he puts it under his arm as Willy then hands him a battered and torn rucksack. "Found these. Thought you might like that back. The rucksack I saw was caught on a splintered piece of, well, what's now driftwood, unfortunately."

"I can't begin to thank you enough." Elliott begins to dig through the rucksack. "Once I can get the saltwater out of my town clothes, I'll feel so much more... Hmm." He frowns. "Where's...? I know I put it in here..."

Elliott continues to search. He kneels on the dock and takes out every article of clothing, a few pens, hair ties, soaked rations, and some spare g contained in the rucksack until it is flat and empty. His demeanor begins to falter. "Uh, Willy? A book. Was there a book? Brown leather, bound across the cover with a string, papers, envelopes, writing inside? Did you find anything like that?"

Willy can tell Elliott's becoming distressed. "I... I'm 'fraid not, nothing that I seen like that. I'm sorry."

Elliott stares at the contents of the rucksack. There's an immense heaviness to his features. He kneels there in silence, hardly moving, for a several moments. Finally, he says, "I... see." His voice is low, with no affect. He slowly, numbly, puts the items back in the torn rucksack. Once they're back in, he stands, a bit unsteady. He doesn't look at you or Willy, but you can see the rims of his eyes are red.

"Sincerely, thank you, both of you... I am just... That book was... important. I... need some time alone... please, excuse me."

Elliott walks off screen and the cutscene ends.

Elliott's sprite will remain sitting on the beach, unresponsive, for the remainder of the day. When it becomes dark, he'll move to one of the towels on the beach and lay down, still unresponsive. The game is set not to rain or storm on Summer 19 or 20th.

- - -

If you return to the beach on the 20th, Elliott will still be back to sitting by the water, unresponsive. Willy will approach you, saying he talked to Robin about getting a bed for the old cabin, and that he's gonna let Elliott stay there. He says he picked the best time to stay on the beach, but it won't be that way for long. Willy asks for your help to talk to Elliott. You nod.

You and Willy approach Elliott.

Alright, that's enough moping.

(no approval change) Elliott remains unresponsive.

Hey, there's a cabin you can stay in.

(no approval change) Elliott doesn't look up, distantly shrugs.

Elliott? It's [name] and Willy. We're concerned for you.

(no approval change) Elliott meets your gaze. His eyes are dull and red rimmed. His voice is raspy as he says, "Sorry?"

ALL PATHS CONVERGE: Willy clears his throat. "Ain't right to let somebody stay out in the elements without at least offerin' refuge." Willy motions to the cabin. "Robin'll be by with a bed soon. It ain't much, but you're welcome to use it for s'long as you need."

Elliott's mouth hangs slightly open as he looks between the two of you. He swallows, starts to speak but his voice is cracked. He clears his throat and starts again. "Truly? ...Your kindness knows no bounds."

Willy offers him a hand to help him get up and Elliott takes it, slow to rise. You and Willy walk Elliott over to the cabin and Willy opens the door, letting you all in. It's musty inside, but the sunlight coming through the window gives it a warm, cozy glow.

Willy excuses himself: "Lemme go see about that bed. I reckon she may have other furniture to spare too."

Elliott is quiet for a few moments when you are both alone.

Put a gentle hand on his shoulder.

(Elliott approves) Elliott almost flinches, then like melting ice relaxes into your touch. After a moment, he looks to you and says, "Thank you, [name]. I'm... at a loss for words."

I'll go see about helping, too.

(no approval change) As you turn to leave, Elliott stops you.

ALL PATHS CONVERGE: "I apologize for my... persistent moroseness. Give me a few days, and I'll come around. I'd be happy to speak more with you then."

Elliott is inaccessible for the next 3 days and does not attend any festivals during that time.

- - -

On Summer 23, he begins his normal routine.

He'll greet the farmer the first time they interact with a tired but optimistic smile. "Good to see you again, [name]. Thank you for your understanding earlier. Things still hurt, my heart chief among them, but if grief is love with nowhere to go, it's time to turn my sails to the wind and chart a new course. First things first, I need a new boat... time to get to work!"

If you talk to him again, he'll add, "I'll be keeping myself busy rebuilding, but don't let that turn you into a stranger. Stop by any time. Some company every now and then would be nice."

(end notes: I chose not to give any reactions to when he kisses the farmer's hand in the clinic because we all know what we're here for and it's not to be mean.)

sailor!Elliott AU inventory:

Introduction | General Overworld HCs | Heart Events 1-10 | Proposal and Marriage

#stardew Valley #sdv #sdv community #sdv elliott #stardew elliott #sdv elliott x reader #elliott stardew valley #sailor!elliott au #the arcadian wild #good LORDT i thought this was just gonna be a fart in the wind #NOPE OK GUESS I'M WRITING A FUCKING COMPENDIUM #...........i mean i AM writing THAT too...... later #anyway i hope y'all enjoy because this has really been a point of joy during a very stressful time for me 💖 #unabashedly posting

[randoimago]

Hello! I really hope I haven't sent this multiple times today has been....a day.

Can I please request a gift request for my friend @3lectro-heart where it's male!reader x Eliot(stardew valley)and it's Eliot's reaction to reader calling him their "wife"?

Thank you, hope this works ^-^!

Calling Them Your Wife

Fandom: Stardew Valley 

Characters: Elliott

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: That’s so cute of you to request something for someone else! I’ll happily write this!!

Elliott

He does take a moment to pause when he hears you call him that. Does feel some amusement but he asks you to repeat what you said. At hearing that he didn't imagine it, he lets out a chuckle.

Doesn't really mind it, he wasn't expecting it, but he doesn't mind. If calling him your wife makes you happy then so be it. Does ask if you'd prefer him to call you something else? Or maybe he'll just surprise you later by also calling you his wife.

Now, if you two aren't married and just dating then he'll feel more flustered about it. He's not against marrying you, but speaking that out loud? Maybe you two should talk about this later to just see if this is you joking or if it's serious because if so then he'll need to make some plans. 

Or you need to make some plans since he's apparently your wife and so he'll just sit and look pretty while you do the work.

#stardew valley x reader #sdv elliot x reader #sdv elliott x reader

[rohansdisciple]

𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖 ★ .

read the first part here 🍂 if you didn’t read it yet !

summary : you finding doing out your pregnant && then having the baby ♥︎ .

warnings : romance / fluff / sfw . fem / afab reader . established relationship / married . pet names used . pregnancy sicknesses / pregnancy . and i think that’s it ! tell me if i missed something ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ !

word count : about 1.4 k *

reading time : about 6 minutes *

other : 14+ ** . takes place in the stardew we all know and love, i believe i changed some minor things so the plot makes sense ! may have some minor grammatical errors && the entire story is written in lower case and the punctuation has double spacing in between the words * .

a/n : elliott’s lines while my character was pregnant and after they had the baby were just so wholesome that i HAD to write about him finding out about the pregnancy and the birth of his child… like how could i NOT do that ?!? anyway enjoy the second part pookies ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪ !

credits to @ rookthornesartistry on tumblr and @ crispyporkbelly on deviant art for the dividers !

while peacefully fishing your afternoon away to make extra money , you suddenly feel nauseous and dizzy . maybe the smell of the fish is causing you to feel sick ? unable to tolerate how uncomfortable you feel , you decided to call it a day , packing your things away and grabbing the fish you had caught . slowly and steadily , you make your way back to the farm , feeling like you were going to throw up as you walked .

once you reach the farm , you throw the bag of fish you caught in the box outside to sell it overnight , then unlocking the front door . you then walk inside , leaving your muddy boots at the door . " i'm home , babe . where are you ? ” , you say while walking deeper into the house . “ in the kitchen , my love ! " elliott shouts back , letting you know where he is . you find elliott in the kitchen , cutting up some vegetables for dinner . elliott turns to you with a smile on his face . “ hey, honey. what brings you home so early ? " , but his smile soon fades into an expression of worry when he notices you don't appear to be feeling well .

“ you don’t look too good , my love … how are you feeling ? ” he asks as he comes over to check on you . “ i'm nauseous , and my stomach feels like it's on fire … " you breathe heavily while clutching your stomach , as elliott takes you to the bedroom to lie down . " just relax , honey . you're going to feel better soon , okay ? " he says while laying you down in bed . " i'll be back with some ginger tea , " elliott says calmly before exiting the bedroom . while brewing the ginger tea for you , elliott was thinking about the possible causes of your sickness . you were all charged up before leaving the house , plus he cooked your lunch today from scratch , so the food couldn't have irritated your stomach . then it occurs to him that you two have been trying to conceive a child for the past three months ; perhaps you were experiencing some pregnancy sicknesses that he had read about before , and you seemed to be experiencing similar symptoms .

" here's your tea ; be careful ; it’s still a bit hot , sweetheart , " elliott tells you as he hands you the teacup , and you notice he has a book under his arm . “ thank you , dear , " you say, blowing on the hot tea . “ you know i was thinking while i was making the tea … and you might be pregnant , my love , ” he says, smiling at the very thought . he then places the book on your lap and says , " i purchased this book a while ago ; take a look at the sentences with the green page markers on them and see what you think . " the sentences with green bookmarkers talk about early signs of pregnancy ; some even go into pretty descriptive detail about what you’d be feeling if you were pregnant , so you take a look at a few pages . " oh , i probably am pregnant - " you tell him while you close the book and hand it back , realizing that what you feel could very well be pregnancy sickness .

“ i can go run over to the general store and grab a pregnancy test for you if you want , my love , " he kindly offers . “ that would be nice , dear ; thanks again , ” you say , kissing him on the cheek and then going back to drinking the tea he made you . “ i’ll go get that for you then . i’ll be right back , my love , ” he says with a smile . " please try to rest while i'm out , honey , " he says to you while putting his coat on . elliott kisses you on your forehead , " i'll be right back . i love you , y / n … " he says sweetly , then he heads out of the house to get the pregnancy test .

after about 15 minutes , you hear the bedroom door open . " here you are , y / n , " he says while handing you a tiny bag containing the pregnancy test . " do you think you'll need any help with it - ? " he questions as he assists you to the bathroom . " no , i don't think so ; it seems simple enough , but i'll let you know if i do honey , " you say sweetly while reading the instructions . " i'll be in the kitchen starting dinner ; don't be afraid to call me if you need anything . alright , dear ? " he tells you as he closes the bathroom door to give you some privacy .

when you exit the bathroom after taking the test , you are greeted by the delightful aroma of tom kha soup slowly simmering on the stove . as you enter the living room , you notice your husband sitting on the couch watching tv . he appears to be watching the queen of sauce cooking show , most likely to pass the time while the soup boils . " hey , honey , how did the test go ? " he asks as you sit next to him on the couch . " all good , " you say , resting your head on his shoulder and letting out a sigh . " we should have some results in a few minutes , hon , " you added .

after 5 minutes , you both walk to the restroom to see what the test results are . " i'm kind of nervous … " elliott blurts out as you both walk to the bathroom . " and why is that , my love ? " you ask , giggling at his anxiousness . " because this is such a big moment — finding out if my wife is pregnant or not , " he says . " so it's like nervousness from anticipation of what's to come , " he chuckles as you both enter the bathroom . you pick up the pregnancy test , and it reads positive ! " you're really pregnant , my love ! i'm so happy ! " elliott exclaims happily as he hugs you tight and then passionately kisses you . " i can't wait to be a father to this little baby growing inside of your stomach, honey , " elliott says while touching your tummy .

nine months later …

during the night , you gave birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl , and elliott named her everleigh . elliott is completely enamored with his daughter , although she was only born a few hours ago . " she's the most precious thing on the planet , " eliott whispers as he cradles her in his arms . " thank you for giving birth to her , my love ; you did amazing , " he says lovingly . " you're very welcome , elliott , " you say while yawning . " you should rest , y / n ; you were in labor all night , " elliott suggests , looking at how sleepy you look . " i'll keep an eye on everleigh while you sleep ; don't worry , my dear , " he says with a reassuring smile , then looking down at the sleeping baby in his arms . " okay , my love … see you two when i wake up , " you murmur , taking in the sight of elliott holding everleigh in his arms one more time before turning over and falling asleep almost immediately after placing your head on the pillow .

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 ★ .

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[staratie]

reaction to their child getting bullied

sfw

Sam - talks to parents

Before the principal gets involved, he would talk to the bully’s parents or guardians to come up with a solution.

That’s what his mother would do.

Sam doesn’t want to escalate the situation so he wants to fix it with as little drama as possible.

Alex - gets angry

Nobody does that to his kid!

Alex would definitely show his kid a couple defensive moves so they can evade punches.

If the bully talks bad to his kid, Alex would give them equally offending words to say or how to dominate them verbally

Harvey - talks to teacher

Going to the principal is his last resort.

Harvey would speak to his child’s teacher and ask why the heck nothing is being done about the situation.

He would jokingly give his child info about the best body parts or areas to aim for. Jokingly.

Elliott - immediately talks to principal

This matter is getting sorted right then and there!

If the principal isn’t going to listen, he would write a long letter to the school board to get the bully suspended.

With Elliott, the more drama he stirs, the more attention he would get.

Shane - confronts bully

Nip the bullyier in the bud. As in, show them that his kid is badass by giving them a talk.

Shane would ask his kid to point out the bully. Once the target is acquired, Shane talks to the kid, gets to the reason why they pick his child, and then talk to their parents.

Sebastian - looks to his mom for advice and tries to follow it.

He’s not that confrontational so he wouldn’t talk to the parents. After getting advice from his mom, Sebastian does his best to follow it.

It’s a 50/50 chance of him following through though ):

He depends on you to fix the issue if he can’t.

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Pomegranate Season || Elliott x Reader

In your eyes, autumn had always been such a beautiful season, no matter where you could be - hell, it was even beautiful in Zuzu City. But in the valley? Oh, it was truly a sight to wake up to each and every morning. 

It hadn’t taken long at all for the trees surrounding your farm to turn all sorts of rich colors: pumpkin orange, golden yellow and deep reds. It was like nothing you had ever seen before, something out of a work of art. 

You could only wonder how inspired the artists of Pelican Town had become. Leah with her gorgeous paintings and woodworks, Haley with her cinematic photography, and of course, Elliott with his poetic writings. Really, it was more like his poetic… everythings. God, truly, everything about that man was somehow so enchanting. 

Your first year in Pelican Town was slowly wrapping up, and you couldn’t lie, Elliott was probably your dearest friend. Of course, you were fond of most of the townsfolk - if not all of them - but you and Elliott had some kind of bond.

You flushed, thinking back to how you first met. It was only your second day - you remember getting that old, rusty fishing pole from Willy. It was when you were leaving the beach that you saw a gentleman on the shores, looking incredibly out of place for two reasons. One, he seemed much too proper, what with his luxurious hair and silky jacket, to be just hanging around on the beach. And two, this seemingly proper man seemed to be wrestling with… what was that, a crab?

He saw you squinting from afar at him before huffing, his cheeks turning a soft pink. “Ah- hello!” He called out to you, as you couldn’t help but approach him. “I wish I could give you a more… proper greeting, as I assume you’re the new farmer in town, but you’ve seemed to catch me at a rather unfortunate time!” 

“Is that crab… stuck to your jacket?” 

“... Yes, it appears so.” 

With a giggle and an embarrassed sigh, you quickly helped him out with removing the small creature from his jacket. He thanked you sheepishly, offering to repay you with a trip to the saloon, where they had only the ‘finest ales’. How could you decline?

Flash forward a few months and here you were now, beginning of fall. Along with being the most beautiful season, it was also the season of your dearest friend’s birthday! You must’ve spent at least a week or two trying to figure out which gifts Elliott would like best.

Ultimately, you decided upon quite a few, compiling all of them into a basket. A vibrant duck feather dropped from your new adorable animals, a bunch of freshly-picked pomegranates, and a thermos full of Tom Kha soup you had prepared just that morning. You thanked the stars for Gus’ generosity when he gave you the recipe, free of charge! How you adored that man, he had the biggest heart you’d ever seen.

You couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous on your trek to Elliott’s cabin this autumn morning. Was this gift too much? Yes, maybe you were spoiling him rotten with an array of gifts, and maybe it was a little too heartfelt to be considered platonic (because really, it so wasn’t platonic), but who cares? This was Elliott after all; if you had to go all out for someone’s birthday, of course it was his. The man lived in a cabin on the beach, giving him a basket of goodies for his birthday was really the least you could do.

Soon enough, his wooden cabin came into view. With a few short steps, you approached the door, knocking three times. “Hello~! Birthday boy, you inside?” 

“Come in!” His clear voice rang out from indoors. With a loud creak, you opened the door, quickly shutting it behind you. From his writing desk, there he sat, giving you a wide smile. “Farmer! Looking lovely as ever, I see.” He grinned, standing up to greet you. 

“So do you!” You giggled, rushing over to give him a hug with one arm, the other one still holding the wooden basket. “Happy birthday! Here,” You held up the basket, extending it to him. “I got you a little something.” 

“Oh!” His eyes sparkled, looking at the basket and then back up at you. Your heart fluttered at the eye contact. “You didn’t have to get me anything, you know.” 

You shrugged, “Yeah, yeah, I know, but I wanted to. Look inside!” He playfully rolled his eyes at you before carefully setting the basket down on his desk, opening it up.

Elliott gasped, inspecting the various items inside. “Oh my god.” He took all the items out one by one, marveling over how beautiful the feather was, and how ripe the pomegranates looked. He carefully unscrewed the lid of the thermos, the comforting smell of Tom Kha soup filling the air. “For once… I must say, I’m speechless.” He muttered with a small smile. 

“Is that a good thing, or…?” 

He turned to you, his eyes shining. “Yes! Yes, I’m just a bit overwhelmed. You… I didn’t even tell you anything I wanted. How did you know I loved all of this? Ah! Was it Leah?” 

You let out a small laugh, shaking your head. “No, you didn’t really have to tell me. I’ve seen how happy you got now that it’s pomegranate season, and how you seemed to fawn over the ducks back at the farm, so… I kinda figured you might enjoy these gifts. Although, actually, Gus and Willy helped out with the soup! Willy let it slip that this was your favorite, and Gus gave me the recipe, so-”

“I love you.” 

His words pierced through the air, cutting you off from your ramble. Glancing at him with wide eyes, you watched his cheeks turn rosy red. He went from showing off the warmest smile you had ever seen on him to looking as if he was having a heart attack in just a matter of seconds. “This! I- I love this. This… present. It’s lovely, I love it so much!” His eyes were wide as he fumbled over his words. 

Cautiously, you reached over his desk, holding one of his hands in yours. It was smooth, delicate, yet… extremely sweaty at the moment. “It was no problem, really.” You smiled up at him, trying to calm his nerves. “So, what are our plans for the day, hm?” 

With a sigh of relief, he thought for a moment. “Maybe… we could take a stroll through the forest? The weather’s so beautiful, I’d love to experience it with you.”

Your heart was racing probably just as much as his. How could it not, after that moment? But you knew Elliott, and you knew he’d love to repeat those words to you again when he was ready - he’d probably prepare a whole speech, knowing him. 

And of course, you couldn’t wait to say it back to him. Leaving his cabin together, hand-in-hand, you couldn’t seem to wipe a smile off of your face. If you were so bold as to glance up at him, you’d learn that neither could he.

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