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simpingforstardew · 26 days
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a mini cozy harvey smut would be amazing if possible ❤️ 🤭
no pressure of course!
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pairing: sdv harvey x reader
synopsis: one mini cozy harvey smut, coming right up~ just some fluffy smut, pretty much no plot ♡ i really hope you like it !!
warnings: 18+ smut (minors dni), reader is described as having a vagina, oral sex (reader receiving).
word count: 1.3k
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Sparrows chirp outside as rays of the spring sunrise filter through your sheer curtains, casting a golden glow into the room. Beneath the layers of yarn blankets enveloping the bed, you luxuriate in their comforting embrace, basking in the tranquillity of the early morning.
Beside you, Harvey stirs, stretching languidly while he haphazardly pushes the duvet off his body. As he arches his back slightly, the fabric of his white t-shirt obediently follows the movement, riding up to reveal a glimpse of his belly underneath and the happy trail that adorns his midsection. Your eyes follow the trail down to his green plaid boxers, hanging loosely on his hips.
“Darling, you’re staring.” Harvey whispered through a grin, his morning voice more gruff than usual; his eyes slowly adjusting to the light.
You smile in spite of the blush that warms your cheeks, “I’m allowed, aren’t I?”
The doctor rubs his heavy eyes as a soft chuckle escapes his lips, “Shh, come here, you’re-,” A yawn interrupts him, “You’re so far away.”
“I’m only on my side of the bed, Harv,” You giggle, shuffling towards your boyfriend, “‘s not that far.”
He wraps you protectively in his arms, one hand lightly massaging your back while the other finds itself on the back of your head, pushing you comfortably into the warmth of his chest. Harvey’s chypre scent was just as comforting as the embrace. Your calloused fingers trace shapes into the skin under his t-shirt, trying to remember where each mole and freckle is.
“I love you, y’know?” You whisper, looking up at him as another smile tugs on his lips.
“Of course, I just hope you know that I love you more.” He kisses your forehead. You still weren’t used to the tickle of his moustache.
You reach a hand up to caress his soft cheeks, while his viridescent eyes scan your face— as if he was memorising every feature. Harvey’s strong arms pull you impossibly closer as you stare at his mouth, your thumb delicately brushes along his lower lip.
Before you could tease him for the flush that was quickly colouring his cheeks, he leans down to kiss you.
His lips, soft and yielding, already carried the faint taste of coffee; it was intoxicating. A soft whine escaped his lips as you threaded your fingers through his dark hair, still tousled from sleep. Touching him feels like heaven; tasting him is like indulging in a forbidden fruit. It was the kind of adoration that devotees created worship for.
You hadn’t realized how desperately you needed this until this moment, a moment in which you two are the only people awake in the valley. Every sensation seems to converge into a single, overwhelming need for closeness.
Harvey’s large hand moves down to your thigh as it rests on his hip, tugging you desperately towards him, as he deepens the kiss. This kiss is nothing like your first just weeks ago: a gentle, yet nervous confession. This is carnally unrestrained; honest.
“Please I-,” the whispered plea slips out of your kiss bitten lips.
“Fucking insatiable,” Harvey chuckles softly, his lips still brushing against your own, before rolling to cage you between his arms. With your back now pressed against the plush sheets, Harvey took the opportunity to tug off his wrinkled t-shirt, fumbling with the hem before discarding it on the floor. With anybody else, at any other time in his life, perhaps he would have been too insecure to do so.
Harvey’s large frame hovers over you, his hand gentle on your neck as he leans in close. “Tell me what you want,” he whispers; you feel the warmth of his breath caress your ear, “I need to hear you say it.”
“Fuck, you’re killing me here— Please, I…” you beg, voice reduced to a hoarse whisper, “I need you, Harvey.”
He kisses down your neck, nipping just to see you squirm, as his hand caresses your chest beneath your t-shirt.
“You’re so pretty when you’re desperate,” he continues to praise you between kisses, marking your most sensitive areas as he makes his way down your body, “So pretty.”
As he shuffles down the bed, he lifts up your t-shirt to kiss your belly— blowing the occasionally raspberry in response to your embarrassed whines. You look down to see him comfortably snug underneath the duvet, kissing your inner thighs with delicate reverence before meeting your gaze.
“Hi.” he smiles, chuckling as he looks at you longingly.
“Hi.” you respond breathlessly, stroking the brunette waves of his hair. You involuntarily tighten your grasp when you feel the warmth of his breathe tease your clothed pussy; a sinful moan escapes his lips in response.
“Careful, darling,” Harvey exhales, “You don’t want me to come that fast, do you?”
Your breath hitches as you hopelessly buck your hips, feeling both of Harvey’s large hands reach to grab your ass “N-no, fuck— sorry.”
Your wetness soaks through your underwear as you feel Harvey’s deft fingers rub slow circles on your clit; his other hand moving to diligently massage your tense hips. Despite the doctor’s dominant act, you could feel him grinding against the soft mattress as he pants pathetically. He glances up with puppy dog eyes, through the hair that had cascaded down his face, to watch for your reactions.
“Do you-,” you whimper, interrupted by the increasing speed of your boyfriend’s fingers, “Do you want to fuck me, puppy?”
“More than I’ve wanted anything,” Harvey sits up, tugging off your underwear, “but right now, I need to taste you.”
Harvey is quick to begin lapping up your juices, occasionally moaning to send vibrations through your sensitive cunt. He is committed to satisfying every inch of your sex so much it almost overstimulates you. His hot mouth, his coarse moustache, his wet tongue, all determined to make you climax.
“So gorgeous for me like this, darling,” Harvey gasps; all you can do— all you want to do— is whimper and moan as you weakly grind against his face.
Slowly, he pushes two fingers inside you— the mess of your anticipation from Harvey’s unrelenting praise making the perfect lube. The delectable stretch just barely satisfies the heavy ache in your pussy; so you roll your hips in time with his digits as they slide in and out, hitting just the right spot. With his fingers fucking you, he continued to eat you out like a man starved. You spread your legs further when he pulls you closer to his face, resting one thigh on Harvey’s shoulder.
“Mmm, p-please.. Fuck—” your moans were becoming unintelligible, your boyfriend’s ministrations unravelling you completely, “Please, Harv’— I’m so close.”
Snapping your hips back and forth, Harvey’s nose nudges against your clit as he groans beneath you; you quickly came undone. As you stumble blissfully towards your release, your eyes squeeze shut and your mouth falls slack; wanton cries fill the room. You feel your legs continue to shake when Harvey pulls his fingers out, the absence of his touch making you whine.
“So good for me, I got you. There you go—,” Harvey soothes; as you open your eyes again, you’re greeted by the sight of him sucking your juices from his fingers. His unwavering eye-contact leaving you breathless, “All for me.”
He makes his way back up the bed, bringing you back into his arms as you catch your breath; after a few moments, your light-headedness fades as you ground yourself in his embrace.
“Wait, Harv—” you mumble, “What time is it? You don’t have to be in the clinic today do you?”
“Shh, don’t you worry, Maru has everything sorted out for today,” he traces shapes in your back, almost lulling you back to sleep, “How about I get you some water while you go to the toilet, then I can make us some breakfast? Is that ok, honey?”
You nuzzle into his chest, nodding emphatically to his morning plans, “Sounds perfect.”
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teashellscape · 17 days
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Harvey x reader (Minors dni)
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Paring: sdv Harvey x reader
Synopsis: Harvey’s had a rough day at work and has been stuck doing gruelling paperwork all day. You wanna help him relieve some stress. Some plot, mainly just smut!
Warnings: 18+ smut (minors dni), reader described as having a vagina, oral sex (reader and Harvey receiving), vaginal sex, surprise squirting.
Word count: 1,592k
Rays of light spill through the white blinds of Harvey’s small office; he’s sat behind his desk, head basically buried in his laptop with piles of paperwork surrounding him, his hair is messy and disheveled and he has a frustrated look on his face. Butterflies flutter in your stomach as you glance at him. “Hey, you been doing paperwork all day?” You chirp. He looks up from his screen with a huff and smiles slightly seeing your small figure standing in the doorway.
“I didn’t hear you come in.” He rolls back slightly from his desk, his tie is pulled down slightly and some of his buttons undone. You blush at the sight of him like that, it’s rare that work frustrates or bores your boyfriend so you know you’re in for a ride later on.
“Why don’t you come and take a break, sit with me.” You say clicking the door shut and sitting on the small loveseat next to you, patting for him to sit.
“I’m sorry honey but I can’t. I still have so much paperwork to do it’s looking like I’m going to be here all night.” He gives you a sad look, eyes flicking between you and the piles of paperwork laid out on his desk. “No, it won’t hurt you or your work, come on, you’ve probably been sat there all day staring at that screen. You need a break, you’re gonna strain your eyes and get a migraine.” Harvey looks over at you with an all knowing smile.
He chuckles, “never thought you’d be giving me of all people medical advice.” Smiling he stands up, walks over and flops down on the sofa next to you. He closes his eyes with a smile on his face, you turn to him sitting curled up and began playing with his hair. “Mm that’s nice.” He mumbles smiling.
“Do you know what could be nicer?” You say through a smile, blushing slightly. He opens his eyes and looks to the side at you as if to say ‘what?’. You crawl over to him straddling his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck bringing your face so close to him you’re almost nose to nose. With no words said Harvey’s lips crash into yours, his hands sit on your hips every now and then snaking down to give your arse a tight squeeze. Your hand begin playing with the curly strands of hair at the nape of his neck. He grasps your chin between his thumb and forefinger and moves your head to the side kissing down your cheek and travelling to your neck, sucking lightly and nipping in spots, not leaving a mark behind unfortunately. You mewl and moan softly, breathing heavy as you begin to unknot his tie and slowly start unbuttoning his shirt. He moves back up to kiss your lips lightly biting at the bottom one, you let out another moan.
Slowly you begin to move down his body kissing down his chest towards his bellybutton. You begin to unbuckle his belt excruciatingly slow, palming his growing erection and continuing to leave small pecks along his abdomen. Harvey begins to get slightly frustrated with how long you’re taking and starts grabbing at your hair trying to encourage you to speed up. You smirk at his eagerness, pull off his belt and unzip his trousers. He moves you away so that he can pull both his trousers and boxers down letting his erection spring free and slap against his stomach. A wide smile grows on your face as you grasp it in your hand and spit on the tip, you begin pumping it and look up into Harvey’s eyes, his face flushing and quiets mewls escaping his parted lips, he looks absolutely gorgeous. Once you’d had enough pumping it you slip his pink tip between your lips and lick along his shaft watching his head fall back in bliss; his mewls quickly becoming moans. You bob your head back and forth pumping whatever you couldn’t fit in, Harvey’s hand bunched in your hair lightly guiding you along.
Eventually Harvey had had enough and pulled you off of him dragging you to your feet, he roughly pulled your shirt over your head and quickly discarded your bra. He puts his hands under your arse and you jump up wrapping your legs around his waist, you both start another steamy make out session, this time his lips travel down and he begins to make sure he’s leaving marks along your collarbone. Harvey walks over to his desk and begins to clear it, literally just pushing all the paperwork onto the floor, he shuts his laptop lid and chucks it onto the sofa behind you both. He sits you down on his desk pulling away from the kiss, you both heaving with a string of saliva still connecting you and puffy swollen lips. “Lay back.” He commands, all you can do is nod blushing furiously.
Harvey begins leaving kisses and nibbles along your soft stomach making his way to your trousers and unbuttoning them, pulling them down and discarding them. His eyes laid heavy on your soaked panties, he puts his long fingers to them slowly moving up and down. You let out a long whine as he moves to your face kissing you roughly on the lips, “so wet for me, you’ve been waiting all day for this haven’t you?” He smirks and you nod humming in response. His free hand again moves down to grasp your arse, him being this dominant is shocking to you but it just turns you on so much more. He begins once again trailing kisses down your stomach while pulling your sopping panties down your legs. He starts toying with your clit before very easily slipping a finger in making you let out a fairly loud moan. His lips travel down to your little bundle of nerves and he begins sucking while pumping and curling his fingers inside of you, you can’t help but whine and crumble under his touch.
When you first started dating you never expected him to be this good in bed but him being a doctor he probably had a slut phase in college and fuck had it paid off in your favour. Harvey begins switching between sucking and swirling his tongue around your clit making you feel practically numb with pleasure, you could already feel your release building. “Mmm look at you getting tighter already, you gonna cum for me already honey?” He practically whispers, his warm breath enveloping you making you shiver. “Come on, come for me lovely.” He kisses and toys more with your clit, curling his fingers inside of you more aggressively making you writhe. That all too familiar knot beginning to form in your stomach, the next thing you know you’re at your release, your legs shaking violently; you moan loudly, practically seeing stars under his touch, feeling yourself let go completely.
Harvey begins chuckling slightly, still pumping his fingers in and out softly. “Now I didn’t know you could do that.” The next thing you realise is you’ve squirted all over him, feeling embarrassed you cover your face with your hands and you feel his fingers exit you leaving you feel cold and empty making you whine. He gently pulls your hands away from your face and kisses you. You can taste yourself on his lips and smell yourself on his mustache. “Let’s see if we can get you to do that again huh?” He says moving back and putting your legs over his shoulder carefully lining his dick up with you. He reaches over to his draws and pulls a condom out, quickly unwrapping it and slipping it onto his length. He rubs himself on you using your slick as lube and then quickly slips himself inside, you both moan out in bliss. “Soft or rough?” He asks leaving you slightly confused.
“Surprise me.” You say smiling. He smiles and begins pumping in and out you both moaning in bliss. He changes paces on and off between fast and hard and soft and intimate and it practically makes the room spin for you. “Oh fuck Harvey, keep going.” You moan to him. Your legs being over his shoulders means he’s hitting your sweet spot over and over and over again sending you wild. You’re both absolute moaning sweaty messes and Harvey moves his hands from your legs to toy with your breasts, playing with your nipples, straight away almost sending you over the edge again.
Harvey’s thrusts begin to get sloppy. “Keep going, faster.” You slur out and without even a second thought the man begins absolutely railing you and starts toying with your clit again. That knot begins to once again form in your stomach and it doesn’t last long until you let go, coming on his cock and once again squirting all over him. Harvey keeps thrusting and finally cums, you feel the warmth filling the condom. He pulls out, ties and disposes of the condom and picks you up bringing you back over to the sofa laying you down gently and moving his laptop to the floor. He grabs his bottle of water and a cloth and cleans you both up, he lays behind you and snuggles closely your naked bodies entwining one another.
“I love you (y/n).” He says,
“I love you too.”
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moonlightpetalz6 · 7 months
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Kinktober Day 1 (Praise Kink)
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Character: Sebastian (Stardew Valley)
Reader: Fem Reader!
Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Praise kink, smut, pet names, unprotected sex, harsh language, mentions of alcohol, mentions of cigarettes,
Wc: 4,795
A/n: AAAAAH Finally I can start posting these! anyways I really hope you enjoy this story! I tried my best to label all the warnings, so I apologize if I missed any! Anyways! I fucking love Sebastian in Stardew he was the first one I ever married in game!
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"If you keep glaring like that, you'll get wrinkles." You scoffed, bringing your drink to your lips as you glanced at your friend Leah, who happily munched on a salad, giving you a playful grin as she pointed her fork in the direction your eyes had been staring daggers at just seconds ago. At the other end of the Stardrop Saloon stood your recent ex-boyfriend Sam and his usual gang, except this time there was someone new with them. Your eyes took in the sight of your ex's arm tightly wrapped around Penny's shoulders as he went and kissed the top of her head, causing your heart to ache as you slightly cringe at the sight. "He's such a dick, right?" Leah questioned, tilting her head towards Gus, who silently cleaned one of his glasses. Gus opened his eyes, glancing from the two girls over to the group of young adults whose laughs echoed throughout his salon.
 
"Would you like another drink, Y/n? on the house?" He questioned, getting ready to give the farmer another cup. You took one last look at the new couple before letting out a deep sigh while pinching the bridge of your nose, feeling a slight headache approaching. "No, I think I should start heading back home. I have to wake up early to help Pierre with some new sales ideas he has." The two let out small sympathetic 'ahs' at your words while giving nods of understanding. You carefully rummage through your jeans, pulling out what you owe and slapping it on the counter as you wave goodbye to everyone who acknowledged your exit. You carefully swing the door open, closing your eyes as the night breeze hits your slightly flushed cheeks, letting out a contempt sigh as you lean against the Saloon, staring up into the night sky. 
'Come on Y/n it's been like two months now, get over it.' You thought, annoyed with your feelings. 'Maybe I should try dating again? I am pretty busy, though, with Winter coming in just a few months.' Letting out another deep sigh, you kick yourself off the wall, shoving your hands in your jeans pockets as you turn to return to the farm. Before you could even take the first step back, the doors to the Saloon opened as a familiar figure stepped out in front of you, causing you to stop all movement. "Oh, you're still here, Y/n?" Sebastian questioned, a cigarette between his lips as he looked down at you, slightly surprised to see your form next to him. You took a small step back as your body shifted, showing discomfort at the man's sudden appearance. Sebastian didn't say anything as he eyed you silently while lighting his cigarette. 
"Uh…hey, yeah, I was just about to head back." You mumbled, unable to make eye contact with your ex's best friend. Sebastian hummed his eyes, boring holes into your unaware figure as he let out a puff of smoke while carefully leaning against the Saloon. "Is that right? You want to keep me company for a bit?" His words catch you by surprise as you look up at his mouth, slightly open in awe. Sebastian gives you a barely noticeable smirk, amused with your reaction, as he raises a brow, tilting his head down to get a better look at you. "What? Just cause you and Sam are no longer together doesn't mean I have to stop talking to you, does it?" He scoffed, eyes narrowing as he clicked his tongue. You grew nervous with that as you quickly waved your hands out while stuttering over your words as you tried to devise excuses. 
"T-that's not! I- well, it's just you guys are so close and…um…I… I'm sorry." You admit defeat as you bend over from guilt. Sebastian just let out a small chuckle while ruffling your head as he let out another cloud of smoke. "Good to see you haven't changed since we last talked." He mumbled while motioning for you to join him against the wall. After a moment of hesitation, you decide to entertain your old friend, having not talked to anyone besides Leah since the breakup. "You're right…I haven't changed at all." You admitted while looking down at the ground, tapping your feet together. Sebastian's eyes narrow as he takes in your pitiful form, his chest tightening with disgust as he recalls how you used to smile whenever he saw you with Sam. An awkward silence falls between you, neither knowing what to say to the other after having not spoken in two months. 
"Did you see Sam and Penny?" Finally, Sebastian addresses the two people filling your vision the entire night. He doesn't take your eyes off your form, watching you stiffen at the mention of his best friend and new girlfriend. He hesitates momentarily, debating whether he should hit you with the harsh reality of their situation or leave you to your deluded thoughts. "... They're dating now." He finally starts watching as your body trembles, causing his jaw to clench as he feels a bit of rage cloud his vision, not liking the effect his best friend still had on you. Sebastian bites his lip before going to continue with his words. "They've been dating since-!" His words cut off, eyes widening in shock as he feels your petite, but rough hands press against his mouth as you stand on your tiptoes, your body trembling. 
"Please… don't continue, I u-understand." Your voice sounded so pathetic and broken to the programmer as he listened to the minor hiccups that left your lips. "Hey, are you crying?" He mumbles carefully, going and caressing your cheek, feeling like his heart was stabbed with a pickaxe when he handles your damp skin under his fingers. Sebastian had only ever seen you cry once during the after-party of one of their band's gigs. Everyone was out cold from partying too hard, but Sebastian had woken up to use the bathroom, his head swirling from the alcohol as he staggered towards the bathroom. When he reaches out to grab the doorknob, he is shocked to see it swing open, his sleepy and intoxicated eyes locking with your surprised, tear-filled ones. "...Sam broke up with me." After staring at each other for an eternity, you whispered to Sebastian. 
Scowling at the memory, Sebastian cups both sides of your face, carefully rubbing his thumbs in circles across the bags under your eyes, most likely due to the lack of sleep you have suffered since the breakup. "Hey…hey shhh. Don't cry, Y/n, oh come on, princess, look at me." He cooed, his face inches from yours as he made eye contact with you. "Oh Y/n, you poor thing…geez, why didn't you come to me if you were suffering so much?" You couldn't say anything to the man before you as you cried, feeling your throat ache with each pathetic sob. You look up at Sebastian, his eyes no longer holding that annoyed and lazy look this time; they're much softer and filled with love and compassion as he gives you a small smile. "I-I'm sorry, Sebastian, I don't mean to," He cuts you off, pulling you into a tight embrace as he carefully rubs circles along your back. 
"Shhh, don't apologize, Y/n." He whispered, nuzzling his chin against the top of your head as he took in your scent, his heart racing as he gave your body a small squeeze of reassurance. "Just cry it out for me, okay?" He asked, a small smile ghosting his lips as he felt your body starting to relax. "There we go, that's a good girl." As the words left his lips, you heard the door to the Saloon open, causing whoever just left to hear everything. You go to pull away from Sebastian's comforting embrace, not wanting to have people get the wrong idea. However, his grip suddenly tightens as he rests a hand on your head, pressing your face further into his chest. "Y/n? Sebastian?" Your eyes widened at the familiar voice, your body stiffening as your heartbeat against your ribs. Sebastian rubs circles on your lower back once again as he lets out a lazy hum while looking over at his best friend and Penny standing just inches away from the two of you. 
"Oh hey…you two going home for the night?" He asked with a bored tone, utterly different from the gentle, caring one he had with you moments ago. Your mind starts to wander off as you think back to his words from earlier, finally processing. 'Princess? Good girl?' You thought your cheeks were quickly heating up as steam practically danced from your head, heart pounding as embarrassment overcame you. 'W-what the hell was with that?! A-and this current situation…oh no, Sam's going to get the wrong idea-!' Your rapid thoughts are put to a dead halt as you feel Sebastian's hand suddenly slide down to your ass, his palm gently rubbing circles along the squishy flesh before giving it a slight squeeze causing you to jump as you hid deeper into his chest. "Y/n? Are you okay?" You heard Sam question with that sickening sweet tone he would use when you used to date, indicating he was worried for you. 
"She's fine, just had a bit too much to drink tonight, right, Y/n?" You felt Sebastian dip his head close to your ear, his warm breath hitting your already flushed skin as he quietly whispered his following words. "Right, sweet girl? Be a good girl for me, and nod your head so he can beat it." He growled the last part as his grip on your ass tightened, causing a small whimper to leave your lips while the man chuckled. You do as told while slightly peaking past Sebastian's arms, your eyes still teary from your minor breakdown moments ago. "Y-yeah, Sebastian's right." This earned you a small reward as you felt his thumb carefully rub circles along your hip. You said nothing after that, internally praying for the two to leave so you could hurry up and return to the farm. Your thoughts soon drifted as you inhaled the smell of Sebastian's hoodie; he smelled of cigarettes and motor oil, hinting that he must have been working on his bike at some point today. You felt your mind get fuzzy as you nuzzled closer to him, causing the man to stiffen as his arms squeezed around you, resting his chin on your head again. 
Sam stood there momentarily before nodding, a nervous smile crossed his face. "Ah, I see! I was just about to walk Penny home. Do you want me to take Y/n back to the farm for you?" Sam asked, his eyes only leaving your form to glance at his best friend for a second. "Nah, I'm going to take her back home. You worry about getting your girl home." Sebastian laughed, though you felt his annoyance as he tapped a finger against your skin. Sam hesitated momentarily before complying when he felt Penny tug on his sleeve. With a slight frown, Sam nods his head while giving you both one last look. "Right…get home safe then." The two walked off, leaving you and Sebastian alone outside the Saloon. You listened as he let out a deep sigh, his entire body seeming to relax as he carefully rubbed his hand up and down your back while letting out a small laugh. "Finally, I thought he'd never leave." he joked, arms still holding you close. You felt yourself growing hot as you carefully tried to pull away. 
"U-um, Sebastian, I should get home now." You whispered, avoiding looking up at him. Sebastian hummed, tilting his head to look down at you, his eyes narrowing as a lazy smirk tugged at his lips. "Oh, that's right, I have to get my good girl home~" He cooed, causing your eyes to widen as you looked up at him in shock, your mouth open to shout who knows what at him. Still, he was ready for this as he went and pressed his lips to yours, one hand carefully capturing your chin between his thumb and index finger as he tilted your head up to deepen the kiss. At first, your body is stiff from shock, your mind trying to process how all this was happening as your wide eyes stared straight into Sebastian's narrowed eyes. He smirked against the kiss as he pressed your body closer, his free hand trailing up and down your side, causing your body to relax as you slowly gave in to the feeling. 
The two of you slowly pull away from the kiss, a small string of saliva still attaching your lips as he presses his forehead against yours, his hand carefully caressing your cheek. "Are you lonely, baby?" He whispers, brushing his lips against yours, his eyes filled with desire as he slides his thumb down your lower lip, watching the plump skin tug with his digit, causing him to lick his lips. "Do you want me to take care of you, sweet girl? I can fix that lonely feeling, Y/n." His words cause you to shiver as a small whimper leaves your lips, tears filling your eyes as you feel your chest swell with joy at his praise, your ears wanting to hear more of it. "Come on baby…tell me what you want like a good girl." He kisses along your jaw as his hands ravish over your squirming body, eagerly awaiting your response. You bite your lip as you try to think of the consequences if you take the man in front of you home. You look up at him with a slight pout on your lips as he gives you a lazy smirk; however, his eyes hold nothing, but admiration mixed with lust as he stops, his hands gripping your hips with one last squeeze. "What's wrong, princess?" He whispered, feeling your hands grip at his hoodie. 
"Sebastian I…I want you to take me home." 
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As soon as the door to your house shut, Sebastian was all over you. His hands roamed around your body as he slid them up your shirt, kneading at your encaged breasts as he breathed a deep sigh into your ear. "S-sebastian, wait! We just walked in!" You cried, trying to push him away but failing as he went and pressed your front against the wooden floor, grinding against your ass as he leaned over you, licking the shell of your ear. "I'm sorry, princess, but I can't wait anymore. You're just too fucking cute." He growled, his hands making quick work of your shirt as he unclipped your bra, watching your breasts bounce with each grind of his hips. "So, fucking perfect princess." He whispers, going to pinch at your hardened nipples, earning a slight squeal out of you as your hips move back against his, causing him to bite his lip at the sudden friction. 
"Fuck do you like that Y/n? Does my sweet baby girl have sensitive nipples? Do you like me playing with them between my fingers like this?" He laughs as he gives a rough pinch to them, causing your back to arch as a low moan escapes your lips. "Y/n, do you want to know a secret?" He whispers while flipping you onto your back, making sure to grab each of your legs as he wraps them around his waist, pressing the bulge in his pants against your clothed pussy, a slight blush on his cheeks as he looks down at you with a lustful gaze. "I've always wanted you. From the moment you moved here, I wanted to make you such a good girl who I could spoil." He admitted while sinking to leave kisses from your neck towards your chest as he carefully started sucking on one breast, an intense shiver running through his body as he listened to your moans, feeling you squirm underneath him. 
"Sam didn't deserve to have you princess." He moans his teeth, lightly biting the sensitive bud, causing you to let out a small cry, bucking your hips up to meet his own, causing him to chuckle as he pulls away from your breast with a small pop before sitting up straight. "Such a good girl~" He purrs while slowly pulling down your jeans, his lips trailing kisses down your thigh to your ankle as he lets out a small gasp, his eyes locking with the wet spot soaking through your panties, just begging for him to lick it all up. "Such a good girl, Y/n…" He whispers while sinking his head between your thighs, pressing a small kiss against the slick-coated fabric, causing your pussy to twitch as you watch him with hooded eyes, small pants of anticipation leaving your lips. "How long has it been, princess?" He whispers before dragging his tongue up and down the fabric slowly and tormentingly. "When was the last time someone made this pretty pussy of yours feel so good?" he growled while tearing the material out of the way, his tongue invading every inch of your dripping hole. 
Your eyes shoot open as you slap a hand over your mouth, a deep groan leaving your lips at the sudden pleasure jolting throughout your body as your muscles tense up. "F-fuuuuuuck." You cry, a hand reaching out to grab at his dark locks. He grabs your wrist, stopping your movement with a slight chuckle as he pulls away from your pussy. Your juices make his mouth messy as he slowly licks his lips, shaking his head. "Uh uh~ answer my question, princess…when was the last time a guy was inside you?" He leans over your body, lips inches from yours, slowly slips a finger past your folds, rubbing teasing circles around your clenching hole. You whine from the act while wiggling your hips, wanting to feel the digit deep inside you. "Come on, baby~ Just answer my question, and I'll reward you like the good girl you are." He teased, eyes clouded with lust as he tugged at his pants with his free hand, letting out a small groan from being so pent up. 
You look at him with a slight pout as he bites his lip, almost reaching his breaking point from how adorable you looked underneath him. "S-since Sam and I dated…I haven't fucked anyone else, so please…mmh…please make me feel good, Sebby~" You made sure to drag out the little nickname hoping it would give you some reaction, and boy, were you right. Sebastian clenched his teeth together, eyes narrowing as they clouded with pure desire as he licked his lips. "Since Sam, huh?" He asks a hum towards the end. Your eyes widen as your mouth forms an o when you feel his rough and lengthy finger sink deep inside you, causing your back to arch as you grip his biceps, watching his eyes travel down to his hand. "Then my poor baby hasn't been satisfied in so long…" he whispers before sliding another finger inside your needy hole, watching as his fingers go in and out each time, coated in a new layer of your beautiful juices.   
"You're doing such a good job baby, oh such a good fucking job." he moans, watching as your body squirmed underneath him while feeling you needily clenching around his fingers, causing his cock to twitch in his pants as he growls, biting into the crook of your neck. "Princess, look at me, sweetheart." He breathes while carefully adjusting your gaze onto him. "Did you know he used to brag about you all the time?" He confessed, eyes locking with your clouded ones as he slowly freed himself from his pants, a slight hiss leaving his lips as his cock sprang against his chest. "He used to tell me all the time how sexy you were…" You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as you hear the man fingering you talk about how your ex used to praise you to others, finding yourself disgusting for getting aroused.
 
"He was right but failed to mention how cute you are. Such a cute and obedient pussy~" He sang, a cocky smile on his face as he watched your body shiver underneath him, watching your eyes tear up as your pussy clenched around his fingers, indicating that you had found your release. Sebastian whispers sweetly into your ear as he slows down his fingers, still pumping them through your orgasm. "That's it, princess…such a good girl for me~" he praised while placing kisses all over your cheek as you frowned, trying to get the words to leave your mouth between heavy breaths. "I-i'm not… I'm disgusting." You whimpered, allowing your inner thoughts to come out. Sebastian frowned at this as he went and pulled your legs over his shoulders, causing you to squeak as he removed your limp body closer to him. "W-what are you doing?" You cried, still trying to come down from your orgasm as you pushed at his abdomen. 
Sebastian says nothing as he slowly slides his tip along your wet folds, watching the juices mix with his precum. "He's tried to ruin you…" he mumbles while positioning himself against your throbbing hole, his eyes slowly locking with yours as he grits his teeth. "Be a good girl for me, okay princess? You'll be my pretty little slut and take it all, right?" He smiles at his words while capturing your lips in a deep passionate kiss before sliding his cock into your tight hole, causing you to whimper and whine at the sudden intrusion, a few tears escaping from your eyes. Sebastian groans, his rough hands sliding up and down your hips reassuringly before pulling away his brows knit together as he kisses the corner of your lips. "So good, Y/n…such a good girl for me, princess." He mumbled, slowly moving his hips as he watched each pleasurable expression cross your face at the feeling of him inside you. 
"S-sebbyyyy," You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck while needily placing sloppy kisses along his neck, causing him to laugh in adoration, loving how cute you were being for him. "What is it, princess? What does my sweet girl want me to do?" He happily lends you his ear, so happy to hear you moaning out his name like you did so many times in his fantasies when he sat at home jerking himself off in the basement. You look up at him, lips swollen from him kissing you so aggressively, cheeks flushed as a bit of drool slipped from the corner of your mouth. "Please move! I wanna feel good!" You whined desperately, causing a soft and caring smile to appear on his face. "As you wish, princess." He whispered before pulling away from you, legs still tossed over his shoulders as his grip on your hips tightened. 
You gasped and moaned as his thrusts became more aggressive, the feeling of his cock rubbing against your squishy walls filling your mind as you tossed your head back, your loud and pitiful moans echoing throughout the quiet and dark house. Sebastian looks down at you, a slight blush on his cheeks, his breathing heavy as he watches your fucked out expression, his cock twitching inside you as he brings one of his hands to your chest, giving a squeeze as he desperately tries to thrust as deep as he could inside you. "Smile for me, baby~ ah, come on smile! Fuck show me that pretty smile, baby~" He whined, watching as you brought your head to face him, your expression causing him to swallow back a loud moan as he felt himself about to cum at just the sight. You looked up at him; the moonlight barely lit the area, showing your eyes shining from the tears of pleasure that had dampened your soft skin. Your cheeks were so flushed as drool slid down your chin when your lips tugged up into a fucked-out smile as you reached your arms up to cup his face. 
Sebastian looked down at you with wide eyes, his mouth open in awe as he felt his chest swell with nothing but love for the farm girl. "Sebby~ Am I a good girl? I did as told please tell me I'm a good girl!" You whined, feeling his cock hit that one spot you needed as you reached your second orgasm causing your tongue to stick out at him, his eyes turning feral. "Fuck princess…yeah, you're such a good fucking girl, alright baby." He suddenly pulls out, causing you to let out a needy whine, having not had enough of his cock inside you just yet. "Whose dick do you like more princess? Mine or Sam's?" He suddenly questions before slamming his entire length back inside your sensitive pussy, ignoring that you had just released for the second time that night. 
"It's mine right princess?" He growls, watching your tits bounce up and down at his faster pace. You can't say anything too fucked out by the intense pleasure you were receiving. Sebastian grunts and groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he feels his cock wanting to paint your walls so pretty with his cum. "Come on baby say my dick is better. Come on, say it! Say it, oh god, say it with those pretty lips of yours, Y/n~" He whines, sticking his tongue out as he captures your lips in another sloppy kiss, listening to your lewd juices echoing throughout the house, his mind going crazy. He pulls away from the kiss, watching the strings of saliva fall back onto you, his heartbeat pumping through his ears as he pried your mouth open with two fingers. 
 "Say it for me, princess, and I'll give you such a good reward~ Just say it, baby. Come on, be my good, naughty girl~" He whined, desperate for you to say the words that would show him you no longer belonged to his best friend and that you were now finally his perfect girl who would do anything to be praised by him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you start feeling the knot in your stomach for the third time that night. The words barely leave your lips above a whisper, but he can still hear it. "Y-Your dick, Sebbyyyy! Mm, I like your dick more, Sebastian!" A deep growl leaves his throat as he presses his hips right against yours feeling himself ejaculating into your messy pussy, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he feels your walls clenching around him. You lay there too fucked out of your mind as you felt his cum filling your insides, a happy smile crossing your face as you watched Sebastian unconsciously try to push any cum that leaked out back inside when he pulled out. 
"That's my good girl~ so perfect for me~" He muttered while picking you up bridal style, leaving kisses along your face as he took you to your bed, carefully laying you down as he brushed a few strands of hair from your face. You hummed, tired eyes looking up at him as you leaned into his touch. "I'll grab you some water," he mumbled, giving you another kiss before heading towards the kitchen. As he patiently waited for the glass to fill, he noticed his phone going off, causing him to flip it open and look at the name of the person trying to call him. 
Sam
"Yeah?" Sebastian muttered, holding the phone up to his ear as he stopped the running water, making sure to have a tight grip on the cup, not wanting to break it. "Hey, I was calling to see if you made it home yet! I know you said you were taking Y/n home earlier. Did she get back safe?" Sam's voice laughed from the other end, instantly asking questions. Sebastian enters the room, stopping when he sees your sleeping face pressed against the pillow. He smiles quietly, walking over to you and placing the cup on your nightstand. "Yeah, we returned to her place a while ago." He admitted waiting to see if his best friend caught the fact he said 'we' instead of just you. Sam hesitates for a second, causing a slight smirk on Sebastian's lips as he awaits the blond's following words. 
"Are you still at her place then?' 
Sebastian just hummed as he sat on the edge of your bed, carefully playing with a strand of your hair as he looked down at you, eyes filled with love. 
"Of course, I'd still be at her house. After all, she's my girl now~."
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dumbasssimp · 2 years
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God i need to get my "i can fix him" mentality under control.
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gogogodzilla · 6 months
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day 30, corruption
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shane (stardew valley) x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, unprotected sex, creampie, possessive!shane, no aftercare, no preparation, public sex, one instance of dirty talk, dubcon kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3
The first time he saw you was when you entered the Stardrop Saloon. You were prettier than anything he’d ever seen before and so full of life. He watched as you bounced between the tables, greeting the various patrons as you made your way to the bar. 
Shane huddled over his beer, watching you out of the corner of his eye. You interacted with everyone like you’d lived here for years. It wasn’t fair. 
You sidled up next to him as you waited for your drink. You introduced yourself and began chattering away. You leaned on the bar, putting your chest on display for the entirety of Pelican Town.
“I don’t know you. Why are you talking to me?” 
The words slipped out of his lips before he could catch them. He hadn’t meant for it to come out like that, but a small part of him enjoyed seeing the way you tucked your bottom lip in between your teeth, and you straightened at his comment. 
As the days passed, he began to feel a deep desire to be closer to you. You were good and you were pure. Everything he wasn’t. A sick part of him wanted to ruin you, to see you come apart at his hands. 
You always made an effort to stop and chat with him while he walked to the Joja Mart in the morning. You were always there, waiting for him as he exited Marnie’s house. He wondered if you had memorized his routine or if it was a coincidence every time. 
Slowly, he acted less like an asshole and you warmed up to him. His head began to perk up at the sound of the doors to Joja Mart opening, just hoping to catch sight of you. This increased as spring turned into summer and you’d show up in clothes that left little to the imagination. He dreamt of you every night, skimpy clothes discarded as you fell apart on his cock. Infatuation quickly turned into an obsession. 
It was Friday night at the saloon, which meant everyone in the valley was there. Shane kept to his corner, awaiting your arrival. He watched the clock as the seconds ticked by and you failed to make an appearance. 
Eventually, you arrived with Sebastian at your side, a laugh gracing your lips. Shane felt the burn of jealousy consume him, and he scowled into his drink. He was patient enough to wait until you made your way over to him, swaying a little from the drinks you’d downed earlier. He grabbed your hand and practically dragged you out of the saloon. He was going to make sure he was the only thing you needed. Not Sebastian, not Sam, just him. 
He shoved you against the wall of the saloon, too desperate to take you home and fuck you properly. His lips crashed against yours, and he held you with a rough grip on your jaw. You moaned against his lips as you pawed at his shoulders. He reached a hand down to slide under that pretty little dress of yours that drove him crazy. His dreams didn’t do the feeling of your skin under his fingertips any justice. 
He slid a finger over your clothed core, eliciting a small whine from you. He wondered if you’d ever been touched like this; his cock twitched at the thought of being your first. A pretty thing like you must’ve had all sorts of people fawning over you. 
He pulled away to catch his breath, shoved his face in the crook of your neck, and pressed open-mouthed kisses there. Your skin tasted almost as heavenly as it felt, and he groaned. He pushed your panties to the side and drug a finger through your folds, relishing how wet you already were. 
His movements were hurried as he removed his hand from your jaw to reach down and free his cock from his jeans. He was already painfully hard, desperate to see you absolutely ruined as you came around his cock. He slid his cock through your folds, gathering your slick. 
He lifted your thigh, giving him more access to that pretty pussy of yours. Slowly, he inched his way inside of you, and you clawed at his back as he did. You hissed at the intrusion, and he wished he would’ve had more time to prep you properly. He pressed a soothing kiss against your temple as he bottomed out. Your walls fluttered around him as you adjusted to him, and he almost came there and then. 
He pulled out of you before ramming himself back in, earning a high-pitched mewl from you. He clamped a hand over your mouth as he rutted into you. His free hand drifted up to knead your breasts, your nipples hardening under his touch and showing through the thin fabric of your dress. 
He reached a hand down to draw quick circles around your clit as he felt the familiar heat building in his abdomen. He wasn’t going to last long with you squeezing him just right and making those desperate noises that had his eyes rolling in the back of his head.
He hoped Sebastian could hear them from inside the saloon. He wanted to make sure everyone in this goddamn town knew you were his. The thought had him thrusting harder into you, each drag of his cock releasing a breathy moan against his hand. 
You gripped his bicep as you clenched around him, your orgasm rapidly approaching. 
“C’mon, baby. Make a mess around my cock,” he begged, words slurring together as he neared his climax. 
You rutted against him and clenched his cock as you came. You whined against his hand and he loved the way your face scrunched up as he jutted into you, riding out your high. 
With one final drag of his hips, he was coming in you, marking you as his own. He relished the way his seed painted your walls. Slowly, the twitching of his cock stilled and he pulled out of you. He groaned as he watched his cum drip out of you and down your thighs. 
His movements were hurried as he tucked himself back into his shorts, and made his way back into the saloon. He hoped you’d come crawling back to him. He hoped you’d stay. You had to.
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sincerely-astra · 2 months
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☁️Stardew Valley: Harvey x Clumsy Reader headcanons☁️
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Oh, dear god...
Save this man's heart because he gets so worried about you. :'(
Anytime you even trip, he thinks you might die.
When you both get married he gives you the most caring, yet also kind of threatening, stare whenever you even mention going into the mines. Do not get him started with Skull Cavern.
It's out of love!! He just really wants you to be careful and okay!
The first time he saw you in the clinic's hospital bed, he did not want to leave your side until you woke up. Maru practically had to drag him off so he could see his other patients, and even then everyone could tell he was really distracted.
If you ever accidentally break something, he always rushes over to you and makes sure you're okay first. He also makes sure to reassure you that he isn't mad at you for breaking something and that it was just an accident.
If you get any injuries from your clumsiness, then he patches you up quickly, not wanting it to get infected. He also lets you pick the kind of bandage you want. :)
I love him so much!! ^^
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thebiggerbear · 4 months
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SDV Alex x Reader - Prompt Response - "Sleep. I'll keep you safe."
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Summary: Alex sees something through your window one night and it scares him silly. You have to explain to him that it's pretty normal out here on the farm and there is nothing to fear. ...Well, you were pretty sure there wasn't, anyway.
Pairing: SDV Alex x Female!Reader; SDV Alex x Female!Farmer
A/N: Prompt from @thelonelyempath. Alex is the only other character I've married in the game (I usually marry my girl Leah and well, I married Shane once but I'm still traumatized by the empty pizza boxes so like fight club, I don't talk about it) and he's such a cutie. This scene immediately popped into my head for the prompt line.
Unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.
Warnings: fluff
Word Count: 1187
"Sleep. I'll keep you safe."
Soldier Boy version | Beau version | Dean version | Jenny version | Tom version | Jason version | Anael version
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“Ahhhh, Y/N!”
You woke up with a start, immediately sitting up and glancing around the room. You spotted your husband running back to your bed from the window, a look of terror in his face. Before you could ask what was wrong, he leapt under the covers and burrowed himself under his pillow, the linens trembling. Beyond being confused, you glanced around the room again, seeing a green face in the window staring back at you. You jumped and then realized just who you were looking at. You silently cursed yourself for leaving your sword in the other room. She gave you a toothy smirk before flying off, her cackles being heard through the thin-paned glass. 
You shook your head and sighed, turning to glance at the shaking lump next to you. “It’s alright, honey. She’s gone.”
An eye peeked out from under the blankets. “W-What?”
You pulled the blanket back over his head, smiling. “She’s gone,” you repeated. “You can come out now.”
Alex lifted up, warily glancing around, his hair sticking up adorably. “She?”
You smiled and sat back against the headboard, reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. “The witch.”
Alex turned around and sat next to you, placing his shoulder next to yours. “You say that like it’s normal.”
You shrugged. “She flies around here sometimes and she likes to curse animals, people.”
Alex glanced over at you in alarm.
Your grin grew. “You don’t need to worry about her, silly. She usually leaves us alone.” Your smile started to fade when you thought back to what The Wizard had asked you to do a couple of months back. “Then again, I did take The Wizard’s Magic Ink after bribing the Goblin to get into her hut when she wasn’t there.” You bit your lip in thought before you turned a reassuring smile onto your husband. “But that was months ago.”
“Again, you say all of that like it’s normal.” He shook his head before studying you intently. “Are you sure she’s not upset with you because of this ink you took or whatever?”
You shrugged. “Not one hundred percent sure but pretty close.” You weren’t too worried about it. For the most part, The Witch left you alone. A few of your chickens couldn’t say the same but that was a small price to pay considering.
Alex slowly nodded, mulling it over and glancing back at the window. He then suddenly sat up a little straighter and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you into him. “Yeah, well, if she comes back for you, babe, she better think twice. Or she’ll have me to deal with.”
You bit the inside of your cheek to keep from teasing him that he had been hidden under the blankets not that long ago when you and The Witch were engaged in a staring contest. Instead, you smiled, touched at the words and the gesture your husband was trying to make. “Thanks, honey,” you murmured. “But we’ll be okay.”
He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “We will.”
He held you for a little bit longer, rubbing your arm, before you both settled back down under the covers. You were content to lie there with your head on his chest and him rubbing your back. You were completely relaxed, ready to think about falling back asleep when you heard “Sleep. I”ll keep you safe.” 
You dug your teeth into your bottom lip to keep from chuckling and instead, you smiled and hugged him tighter. “Love you, honey,” you whispered.
“Love you, too, babe.” You heard an adorable yawn follow and his ministrations on your back began to slow. It wasn’t too long before you heard a tell-tale snoring under your ear. 
You gently disentangled yourself from his arms, got out of bed, and tiptoed into the main room. You grabbed your sword and hurried back into the bedroom, the chill of the night air infecting the floor and nipping at your bare feet. You set the sword down carefully within your reach and then got back into bed, noting the cat had joined you, all curled up at yours and Alex’s feet, staring wide-eyed at the window, almost as if on sentry. You nearly laughed at the sight, knowing that while you were intent on making sure your husband felt safe enough to get a good night’s sleep on your farm, your pet was also practically guarding you both. 
You shook your head, chuckling under your breath, before you gingerly settled yourself back into your husband’s arms. His snoring cut off for a moment and he tightened his arms around you, pulling you in closer, before it resumed…right in your ear. You smiled and pressed a kiss to his covered chest, laying your head back down to sleep. It wasn’t long before you were drifting off, The Witch’s cackle echoing somewhere far off as you did. You simply wrote it off as you starting to dream.
And if there was another Void Chicken on your farm the next morning and your husband turned wide eyes on you as he saw it while attempting to give you a hand with feeding the animals, you decided that it was simply what The Witch had done before Alex caught sight of her the night before. And when Alex moved a little closer to you, sticking to you like glue for the next hour, half-protective, half-scared, you figured a visit to The Wizard might be in order a little later that day. If he couldn’t help you, then you’d be making the journey to The Witch’s hut again, intent on settling the matter once and for all.
You didn’t mind The Witch but if your husband didn’t feel safe (and your animals certainly weren’t), then you were intent on doing whatever it took to restore that feeling for him. Especially since, you were pretty sure that you had some important news to tell him in the next day or so, once you had seen Harvey at the clinic to confirm your suspicions.
You surprised him with a hug and smiled, leaning up for a kiss. He smirked and gave you one before you both glanced out over the farm you had built that now belonged to both of you. You watched as the sun continued to warm the sky and paint the horizon in all kinds of colors. You’d seen plenty of sunrises on your own but sharing ones like these with Alex were beyond special. You were grateful that you’d chosen to make the move to Pelican Town and that you found him. You two were building a life together and no disgruntled witch was going to ruin that, not if you had anything to say about it.
“I love you, Alex,” you murmured to him, still staring at the sky. You felt him kiss the side of your head. “I love you, babe.” You smiled and laid your head on his shoulder, feeling him gently lay his head on top of yours. Your grandpa had been right; this was just how life should be.
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hi hello i love ur writing 🫶 i wanted to suggest a one shot? headcannon? IDK WHAT ITS CALLED IM SORRY 😭😭 but imagine jealous sebb which leads to yk what
totally up to you if you wanna do it!
Haiiii! Thank you so much!! And ooooooh, that sounds so good. I'm so sorry it took me so long. I was tryna make sure I could come up with a good scenario cause I wanted it to ac make sense 🫠 Anyway, here we go!!
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Sebastian x AFAB Reader - You're Mine
E RATED: Explicit sexual content, dom Seb, non-consensual kiss, angry seb, explicit language, breeding kink
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"Ah! Before you all go, I just wanted to thank y/n, here!" Elliott pats you on the back, smiling down at you. "Without her, I wouldn't have been able to finish this book. It's all thanks to her that I was able to gain inspiration and work through my writer's block."
Everyone applauses both of you as you leave the small stage Robin had crafted within the library. Elliott's new book was phenomenal, and you were astounded by the level of craftsmanship he had put into it.
Elliott pulls you aside, behind one of the bookcases. "Truly, thank you. Without you, my dear, I wouldn't have come this far."
You smile up at Elliott, just giddy at the fact you had a whole book dedicated to you. "You're welcome! I mean, I'm not sure what I did, but you're welcome!" You look down at your feet, embarrassed at the sudden attention.
"Hey..." Elliott places a finger under your chin, pulling your face up to look into his eyes. "Thank you..."
You blush at the sudden contact given by the auburn haired man before you. "Elliott, you really need to stop saying than-"
You were cut off by Elliott's lips crashing into yours. Frozen, you were unsure how to react. Thought's were rushing through your head of Sebastian. Your husband.
"What the fuck is going on here?!" Sebastian storms over, grabbing Elliott by the collar and throwing him against the wall.
"Sebastian, look, I can explain..." Elliott, realising what he had just done, dropped to the floor. His eyes were glassy with both disappointment and fear.
You stand there. Time frozen. You were so confused as to what was happening that nothing was making sense. You pressed your finger to your lips and ran it along the smoothness.
"You don't need to explain anything! I fucking know what I saw, you low life!" Sebastian forms his hand into a fist and prepares for action.
"Just stop!" You run over to Sebastian, becoming alert through the noise of the chaos. You grab hold of Sebastian and pull him into a tight embrace. "Seb, lets just go home...It was an honest mistake...It didn't mean anything, I swear!" You sob into his chest as he strokes your hair softly.
"I know you didn't mean it, sweetie...Don't worry..." He places a gentle kiss on your forehead. "This prat, however..." He growls, firing a death stare towards Elliott.
"Sebastian...I'm truly sorry...to both of you...I-...I shouldn't have let my feelings get the better of me..." Elliott holds back his tears as he looks to the floor.
Sebastian scowls. "Now listen, I don't care what so-called feelings you have for my wife. You clearly came onto her. I suggest, for your safety, that you stay away from her." Sebastian's tone was cold and harsh. He was feircely angry by what he had whitnessed and was prepared for war.
Elliott looked up, nodding his head. "Okay...I can do that...I'm sorry..."
Sebastian grabbed your hand, dragging you out of the small library. The walk home was intense and quiet. Sebastian hadn't said a word to you since you left the library, leaving you feeling guilty and broken.
As you approached the farmhouse, you noticed Sebastian's grip on your hand tighten. His palms were sweaty, and his breath was shallow. He was pissed.
Sebastian grabbed his keys from his back pocket, dropping your hand briefly to unlock the door. Opening the door, he pulls you inside and slams the door shut. This causes the house to rattle, sending a shiver up your spine. You had never seen Seb so angry before. You had been married nearly a year, together for two, and he had always been so meek and mild. As though he couldn't hurt a fly. But tonight was different.
"Strip." He mumbled, looking at you nonchalantly.
You were even more confused. "W-what...?"
Sebastian huffs. "I said...strip."
You do as you're told, not wanting to upset him further. The cold autumn air made your nipples hard as they became exposed. You stand there for a brief moment, completely clueless as to what's going on before you see Sebastian removing his shirt.
"What are you doing Sebby...?" You scratch your head.
Sebastian, still mumbling, replies. "Just making the Valley aware that I protect what's mine." Sebastian picks you up, slinging you over his shoulder. He throws you onto the bed with a grunt.
"Sebastian...what's going on...?"
Sebastian growls. "I told you, honey...I'm marking my territory."
He pins you down, kissing you passionately. You can't help but moan at his touch. Sebastian moves down to your neck, biting, kissing, and sucking to leave dark red marks. Your moans increase as the pain and pleasure take over you.
"Sebas-...tian..." Wrapping your legs around him, you pull him closer.
Sebastian continues to place dark love bites across your chest and torso, clearly trying to make a point. As he approaches your hips, he looks up at you. 'I'm going further... That's okay, right?"
Even after all this time, he still asked for concent. This made your love for him stronger as not only did he love you, but he respected your boundaries too.
You nod, unable to croak out any words due to the whirlwind of emotions running through your head.
Sebastian positions himself between your legs, wrapping them around his neck. He begins working on you, licking and sucking at your clit violently.
You can feel the knot forming within your stomach. "Oh my-...fuck-...Sebastian...!" Your legs tighten around his neck, pulling his face deeper into you.
Sebastian began dipping his tongue into your entrance, causing your back to arch and eyes to roll back. The knot was tightening fast. You could feel his nose brushing against your clit as he continued to work on your entrance.
Grabbing a clump of Sebastian's hair, your legs begin to tremble violently. "Seb...c-coming...!"
Seb increases his tongue movements, sending you over the edge. He smirks to himself as he works you through your orgasm. Once you finish, he removes your legs from around his neck and kneels up, unbuckling his jeans.
"Yeah, bet Elliott couldn't make you scream his name like that." Sebastian looked smug and proud of himself. However, he had a slight glint of evil within his eyes.
This lit a fire within you as you lusted over your husband more. You wanted more. This side of him, this possessive side, was your new favourite.
"Ass up." He smirked, pulling his jeans down to his knees.
You do as you're told, not wanting to disobey your orders. You get on all fours as fast as you possibly can.
Positioning himself at your entrance, Sebastian can't help but let out a low moan as he pushes into you. "Fuck...you're so tight..."
You grab onto the sheets as Sebastian begins to move. He begins slow but quickly fastens his pace, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. You can't help but cry out at the intense pleasure and pain he is causing to you. It's making you wild.
Sebastian grabs your hair, using it to pull you closer so he can enter deeper. With each thrust, he moans. His moans are low and breathy, sending shivers up your spine.
"F-fuck-...!" You cry out as he smashes his hips into your ass.
Sebastian's smirk increases. "Heh. Yeah. Cry out for me, baby... Tell the world how good I'm making you feel..." Sebastian smacks your ass as hard as he can, leaving a red imprint of his hand.
You cry out louder at the sudden sting. However, it only excites you more. Tears begin to stream down as you bury your face into the pillow to muffle your screams of pure pleasure.
"I'm gonna breed you so good tonight..." Sebastian mumbles, grabbing you and switching to missionary.
Your face is completely crimson as you realise what he had just said. You give him a small nod as he resumes his pleasurable torture.
Sebastian grabs at your chest, then works his hands down to your hips as he pounds you harder and deeper than before. He lets out a low growl as he squeezes at your hips.
You can't help but whimper as more and more tears stream down your face. You moans grow louder and louder as you wrap your arms around his neck, digging your nails into his back due to the intense pleasure. "Fuck, Sebastian...!" You wrap your legs around his waist as he begins to leave more love bites on your neck.
"I'm close..." He mumbles into your ear. His warm breath gives you goosebumps.
Sebastian's thrusts become sloppy as he fills you to the brim. You too, finally reach your climax as you feel his member twitching within you.
Sebastian rolls off of you once you have both finished. His breathing laboured, he wraps one arm around you and lets out a sigh. "Fuck...I'm shattered..." He gently kisses the top of your head with a giggle.
You snuggle in, not being able to talk quite yet.
"You know I'm not mad at you, right?" Sebastian pulls up your chin, so you're looking into each other's eyes.
"Mmm..." You nod. "But...I still feel guilty..." You whisper.
"Well, don't." Sebastian smirks, pulling you closer. "Because the whole valley will know you're mine now."
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qtipcottonbuds · 2 years
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𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝙊𝙉 𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙎𝙄𝙕𝙀.
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gift request 4 u bestie @bitchb0yb0ng​ i hope u enjoy yes yes >:D was listening to ari lennox when writing this.
warnings ;; potential mild language, nsfw warning, elements of subspace and subtle nipple play yes yes. Dom/sub dynamics etc
by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.
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𝗦𝗘𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥
His fingers are thick, and he knows it. Knows it all too well. The way they curl and hook, digging into the fat of your thigh, guiding the muscle over his waist; his palms guiding themselves upwards, kneading back and forth, steadying your weight on his lap, drawing you in closer.
A palm gradually trails further up towards your upper back, then your nape, and finally towards your lips, tugging on the bottom one, a silent ‘open.’ It’s sweet, and gentle, all the same, but he’s all too aware that you know not to refuse him - allowing your lips to part, and his forefingers inside.
They pad over the surface of your tongue, slick with saliva, and mapping out your teeth, occasionally rubbing his thumb over your canines, smiling - but his fingers fill your mouth in all the right ways, all-encompassing, and Sebastian knows you’re drunk on the sensation. 
Gets you all sweet, floaty. Compliant. 
Eyelashes fluttering, and eyes half-lidded; needy but shy, too embarrassed to admit what you truly want.
But, he knows this, and that’s alright, he can draw it out of you. Slowly but surely. 
You’ll tell him what you really need.
Toying around a little more, your tongue sliding in between his fingers and into the slit, varnishing them, he gently pulls them out with a slight ‘pop!’ - his other hand now resting on your jaw, guiding the fingers out. You’re so gorgeous like this - he wishes he could somehow show you what he sees. What he really sees. But, now isn’t the time, not just yet. He will in due time, but for now he focuses on the main priority.
Burying his head into the crook of your neck, your lips still searching for his own, he trails his fingers lower, down the expanse of your neck, and down to your nipples, puffy and warm to the touch, tugging on them softly.
His thumb circles the nub, teasingly, strands of cooling saliva left behind in the wake, before he digs in once again, this time jerking on them; his hips, jeans unbuckled and unbuttoned, still continue to rock up against yours, unhurriedly, and almost lazily - in no real rush.
Sebastian has all the time in the world to make you come undone.
“You ‘kay?” It’s muffled, but he knows you can hear him.
The response you give back is airy, almost a whine - you wouldn’t admit that though - as his teeth catch onto the skin of your neck, grazing it.
It’s all he needs as a confirmation; he can play with you, here, a little more.
He can give you what you need.
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Winner winner
Sebastian x gn!Reader
Sorry this is so short!
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It was another Friday night at the Stardrop Saloon. Your group of friends in the game room as usual, you running late due to tending your crops and animals, time just got away from you. You’re sprinting as to not be too late, knowing they probably ordered your usual drink and pizza most likely. You rush in, panting a bit, people turn to look at you and you greet and wave as you pass people by, joining your group. You walk in to see Sam damn near groveling by the pool table. You assumed that Sebastian was whooping him as usual, but this time was bad. Sam had only sunk in a couple of his balls while Sebastian was on the 8 ball. Sebastian trying hard not to lose all composure, cracking up at his friend being so competitive. Abigail roasting the poor blonde boy as he ‘begs’ for another rematch because he’s gonna do better this time around surely. You can’t help but join the laughter as you come upon this scene. “And here I was worried you were gonna be bored without me!” You say as you announce your entrance. Taking off your straw hat, your hair still a mess underneath. They all look at you with smiles. Sam being the first one to give you a friendly hug. “Y/n! You’re late! You left me to dieee!” He whined as he clung onto you, causing your laughter to become louder.
Abi hopped off the couch and walked over to you both. “Leave it to Y/n to come all ragged and dirty and still be cute. Right boys?” She knew, she knew one of these boys had a crush on the new farmer. However you were oblivious to either of their feelings. Sebastian’s cheeks got dusted with a soft blush.
“Well y/n looks good all the time! I haven’t seen them look ‘bad’ once.” You roll your eyes and playfully shove Sam’s head away.
Sebastian rubbed the back of his neck and lowly chuckled “nah he’s right. It’s a little annoying honestly.” He added. Your cheeks began to warm up from your friends complimenting you so heavily. “Okay! That’s enough compliments, let’s get to pool yeah?” You grabbed a pool stick and stood by Abi. “Teams?” You ask.
Abi shook her head “not a chance. Besides. Sam needs one more game with Seb, but!” She gasped and her eyes widened. “Let’s make it interesting!!” She grinned devilishly. “Winner gets a kiss from Y/N!!” She cheered, and looked at you, silently asking if that’s okay.
You stammer and ended up shrugging. “S-sure I guess??” Sam ended up putting both hands up “hey hey hey! Wait a second! We should at LEAST play something we’re more equal in! Make it fair!” Sebastian remained quiet in the whole ordeal, Abi tapped her chin, thinking of alternative games they can compete in. After a moment she snapped her fingers, a revelation. “Gaming tournament! Y/n! I’ll bring my console over to your house.” You chuckled nervously “Abi, don’t you think that’s kind of a lot for just a kiss..?” She sighed and mouthed the word ‘boo’ and she crossed her arms. Sam groaned and grabbed his pool stick again. “Fine, today is pool, tomorrow is something else!” He grinned and started racking the balls up for a new game.
Sebastian looked at you and brought over your drink. “We don’t have to do this dumb game if you don’t want to, y/n. Sorry if this is making your uncomfortable.” The sweetheart. You place a hand on his shoulder a grin “I really don’t mind. I trust you guys. A kiss won’t hurt anyone, only if you guys are cool with it.” He whispered something under his breath and walked to his side of the table, bending down to break the rack.
The pool game went about as well as you could’ve thought. Sam fought hard but to no avail to Sebastian’s skills in the game. Sam accepts his defeat and gestures towards you. “Go get your kiss from the princess!” Now Abi, Sam and Sebastian were thinking a peck on the cheek, you however, didn’t. Sebastian walked over and you get close and lean up, placing a gentle kiss onto his lips. His lips were warm, a little dry and just seemed to fit perfectly with yours, you felt him flinch, almost away but he stayed and slowly and softly returned the kiss back. Abi and Sam going wide eyed and glancing at each other. Once you pulled back you see a dazed look on Sebastian’s face, almost looking a little drunk. Then looked at your other friends who are even more surprised. “…what..? I did the thing..” you asked awkwardly. Sebastian whispered to you, loud enough for the others to hear though. “I-I’m pretty sure we were just expecting a peck on the cheek-“ he admitted. Your face went bright red and you started to apologize profusely. “I- I need some air.” You chuckled and excuse yourself with your drink, going outside for a bit. Sebastian quick to follow.
“H-hey! Y/n! It’s not a bad thing. I swear. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything.” He apologized and you shook your head. “N-no! It’s fine! I just, Yaknow had a stupid moment.” Sebastian just stood next to you, taking a bit to let you breathe and calm down. “I mean, If it makes you feel any better, I’ve been wanting to do that for awhile. Sure it was different in my head, but oh well.” You look over at him, confused a little. “D-do you..” you started. “Like you?” He finished. “Yeah, I do. I haven’t had the guts to say anything though.” He dodged your gaze, just looking out at the darkening valley. You smile a bit and drink a bit more. “Same here.” You say as you pass him, going to the door of the saloon. “What??” He asked, you just giggled and enter the saloon again, leaving Sebastian as a smiling, blushing mess.
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simpingforstardew · 2 months
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misty [chapter two]
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pairing: sdv harvey x reader
synopsis: harvey has always been a man of routine and order— although just as he begins to tire of his life in pelican town, a new farmer moves to the valley and turns his life around. chapter two.
warnings: some angst in this one (tw/ description of familial death). pure fluff and romance; eventual smut, but that'll be tagged when the time comes !! please enjoy my harvey playlist while you read ♡ (this is crossposted from ao3).
word count: 1.6k
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The Stardrop Saloon, bathed in the soft glow of warm, dim lighting, welcomes its patrons with a comforting ambiance. The air carried the distinct aroma of aged wood and the faint scent of a crackling fireplace, giving the bar a rustic charm. The gentle hum of conversation mixed with the mellow tunes emanating from the vintage jukebox, creating an intimate symphony that echoed throughout the space.
In the games lounge, a haven within the heart of the saloon, the atmosphere took on a relaxed and casual vibe. Two arcade machines stand as silent sentinels; their screens flicker with pixelated adventures. The soft glow of the games cast dancing shadows on the well-worn couches nearby, a testament to the countless conversations and moments that must have been shared over the years. Adjacent stands the pool table adorned with worn-out felt and scarred by countless games. A haphazard arrangement of colourful pool balls wait patiently for their turn, illuminated by the warm glow of an overhead light.
“What the fuck? Fired?” Shane’s disbelief echoed through the saloon, as the cue ball he hits ricochets off the side of the pool table, “Just like that?”
“Yep,” You chuckle— both at the absurdity of your own misfortune, and Shane’s awful shot “HR claimed my ‘extended bereavement’ could lead to ‘performance issues’ and ‘wasting company resources’… Whatever that means”
Shane let out a snort, taking a swig of his beer. “And here I thought working in retail was a special kind of hell. Turns out even the corporate suits have their own issues.”
You accepted the pool cue he passed your way, unable to resist a playful jab, “Thanks, Shane. You’re making me feel so much better.”
The short man scoffs, grabbing his beer from the table behind him to take a long sip. “Just sayin’, you dodged a bullet getting the fuck outta there.”
Chuckling, you circled the pool table, searching for the perfect shot, “Well, it’s not all bad. Getting the boot from Joja pushed me to embrace farm life here. Guess I’m lucky in a weird way.”
“Yeah, lucky you,” he deadpanned, though a glimmer of curiosity flickered in his eyes. His attempt at sarcasm faltered as your shot proved victorious, sinking the 8-ball with a delicate tap.
“Talk shit all you want, but it seems like my luck’s holding up pretty well considering I just wiped the floor with you.” You flashed a triumphant grin, leaning the pool cue against the wall. Shane’s stoic exterior cracked, and for a moment, a genuine smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“Beginner’s luck,” he huffed, yet the twinkle in his eye hinted at a begrudging acceptance of your presence, “That kinda luck doesn’t count.”
“Yeah, yeah— A win is a win, Shane!” You shrug on your coat with a smile, heading towards the front door of the saloon, “You owe me a drink next time I’m here!”
Without turning to see Shane roll his eyes, you step out into the quiet darkness of the night. Your smile quickly fades as the door of the saloon swings shut, leaving behind the warmth of the bar. As you enter the town square, a serene hush settles over Pelican Town, its sett streets bathe in the soft, ambient glow of vintage street lamps scattered along the thoroughfare. The spring breeze carries the distant melody of an insectile symphony, the noise of crickets underscoring the serene ambiance that envelopes the town.
Strolling through unfamiliar streets under the moonlit sky, your steps echo against the rough cobblestones beneath you. Your shoulders are hunched against the night chill and your gaze remains fixed on the ground, a mosaic of uneven stones beneath your feet. Each step whispers a story of the town’s resilience, of seasons changing, and the curious rhythm of life in Pelican Town.
Once inside the farmhouse, however, you realize that you have made a grave misstep. Arranging for your grandfather’s funeral, clearing your new land of trees and shrubbery, drinking with the townsfolk— these had all allowed you to keep your hands busy and your mind blank. Now, alone in your dark farmhouse, you had no distractions from your new reality.
The house itself was bleak. Each attempt to redecorate felt like an intrusion— as if the space itself was resisting your efforts to make it feel like home. The bed stood as a lonely sentinel in the corner of the room, illuminated by the crackling flames of the fireplace on the furthest wall. The room itself was adorned with remnants of your grandfather’s presence; even your sleeping cat— Pixel— was the runt of your grandfather’s cat’s litter.
A small pot of forget-me-nots, once vibrant, now drooped listlessly on the windowsill. You reached out, your fingers gently brushing against the frail petals, a silent acknowledgment of the grief that clung to every corner of the room. You are at least blessed with a working CRT television, although with access to only two channels in the valley, the device feels like a relic of a bygone era.
A cold draft sweeps through the room as you look above the TV: the otherwise barren wall displays a single faded family photograph, featuring your late grandfather, grandmother, and you. The glass of the frame cracked during the move and the photograph itself never seems to hang straight. You move to bring the photograph down from its place on the wall, holding it delicately in your hands— as if it could shatter at any moment. The photograph captures a moment frozen in the sepia hues of nostalgia.
In the centre, your grandfather stands tall, a patriarchal figure with calloused hands cradling a newborn lamb. His eyes, warm and crinkled with a lifetime of stories, radiate a quiet wisdom that guided your childhood. Besides him, your grandmother’s hands gently cup a cluster of wildflowers. The fabric of her apron was slightly swept, caught in the breeze. In the foreground, you: a child with innocent eyes and a smile that mirrored the joy of the moment. Clutched in your small hands was a clumsy, makeshift bouquet. The backdrop was the farmhouse itself, standing proudly amidst a sea of greenery; the sun bathed the scene in a warm glow. Yet, even in this idyllic tableau, there lingered a subtle melancholy, as if the photograph itself harboured the prescience of inevitable goodbyes.
The frame, once resplendent, now bears the scars of time—a crack here, a chip there. The glass that shields the captured memories has grown cloudy, as if the passage of years had draped a delicate veil over the faces of those who once shared laughter under the farmhouse’s sturdy roof. A sob escapes your throat as a tear splashes on the glass of the portrait; hesitantly, you place the photograph on top of your small table. You take a step back. You chuckle solemnly, wiping your eyes using the back of your sleeves as you yawn.
Pixel mews softly, as you climb into the cold sheets of your bed, before falling back to sleep. The silence of the farmhouse envelopes you like a weighted blanket, as moonlight floods through the windows of the farmhouse. It seemed that sleep was becoming increasingly elusive as you tossed and turned in bed.
The gratitude for your budding friendship with Elliot and Shane brings a bittersweet comfort, as you stare up at the ceiling, watching the way the moonlight casts a silver glow above. Elliot was the first person in the valley to approach you. His efforts to get to know you eased your anxiety about the new town. Shane was a tough nut to crack, but you suppose any stranger is your friend after too many beers— at the very least, you had a new drinking buddy.
The doctor you met before entering the saloon flashes through your mind as your eyes flutter shut.
‘Harvey,’ You mentally correct yourself, ‘His name is Harvey… and he doesn’t like decaf.’ You softly exhale, a smile tugging at your lips. He was… cute? A little bashful, sure, but he was more than gorgeous enough to make up for his nerves. Your face heats up thinking about his broad, towering figure; and the way his moustache curls up with his coy grin; and the way his dimpled, freckled cheeks blush so intensely when you look into his forest green eyes…
You turn to cover your face in your firm pillow, attempting to control your wondering thoughts; eventually, your breathing slows and your blush fades as you finally drift off.
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Confessions in The Valley Pt. 3 Sam!
Sam was my fav for a lonnngggg time. this is the last chapter pre written so after this they'll be brand new ! I'm not sure who's next but it might be Haley or Harvey since he's so popular rn. Anyway Enjoy :3
“Hey Farmer !!” Sam's cheery face called out to you, smiling from ear to ear. The blonde was waiting for you outside the bus stop in the early summer morning. Light beamed down on him through the leaves of the oak tree he sat beneath, tracing his face in a golden glow. He was sitting against the trunk, his board next to him and dirt on his blue jeans. He must've already been skating today. Sam invited you earlier this week, to spend the Saturday with him at the ZuZu city skatepark upon watching you fail miserably to ride his board. I mean like REALLY failed miserably, you didn't even make it an inch before the board slipped beneath your feet and you came clamoring down the cobble sidewalk. Lucky for you, Sam was seconds behind you catching you and keeping you from a gnarly concussion. You haven't stopped thinking about that moment all week. While doing farm work, mining, fishing, or chatting up your friends, he was all that was on your mind. His denim jacket was tied around his waist leaving his arms bare under his t-shirt. He wasn't buff by any means but he had a slim and toned physique that always managed to leave you staring anytime his skin was exposed. You Just hope he never noticed. Promptly after basically saving your life on that skateboard, he invited you to ZuZu City skatepark to teach you a thing or two. 
You were on your way now, sat next to each other on the dingy bus seats as you stared out the window and the valley faded behind you. It was a beautiful day and you haven't been to the city in so long. To be honest, you were just really looking forward to spending such a large chunk of the day with Sam. The wheels of the bus clunked against the dirt then slowly turned to rolling smoothly as nearing the city led you to a much newer road.
  “Sooo are you excited, Farmer?” His voice broke the silence previously sitting over you two as he turned to face you. “ I mean you used to live here didn't you? I bet it'll be cool to be back” He smiled softly, pink dusting his cheeks.
  “Oh yea !” you returned excitedly. “ I'm stoked, as much as I hated living and working in the city, seeing all the places i love will be really nice.'' The light from the window cast a shadow against your face as you turned away from it, opting to look Sam in the eye instead. “I should go back some day when I have more time and explore”. You chuckled.
  “ Hey, now that's a great idea! We can come back together another day, it'd be perfect. You get to explore the city and show me cool stuff, and I get to spend the whole day with you!” He chuckled, bumping you with his shoulder as he turned back to face the font of the bus. You couldn't help your face heating up at his words, though you tried to ignore it. The rest of the bus ride remained comfortably silent, only interrupted by the occasional squealing of birds in the sky. White seagulls flying in from the coast danced across the sky which was littered with fluffy clouds. Distantly you caught a peak at some thicker gray clouds and you wondered inwardly if it might rain today. 
  “This your stop kiddos!” Pam called out hoarsely to the back of the bus as you pulled up to the stop nearest to the park. You both excitedly clambered out of your seats and quickly exited the bus, giving your thanks to pam. You really couldn't believe how pretty the city still was. Without the stress of your previous draining life, you really had the chance to look back and appreciate the warmth and brightness of the city. A thousand sun beams reflecting off the glass of every tall building in the center of the city. The air smelled delicious as you and Sam headed to the park, passing every restaurant and market you remember loving.
  “God it really is nice here” You smiled softly, speaking under your breath. 
  You are literally gonna die. “Sam WHY IS THIS SO SCARY '' you yelled out to the blonde who was behind you laughing uncontrollably at your misery. Upon reaching the empty, and frankly very rundown, part of the skate park, you had been placed firmly on the board as Sam tried his best explaining to you how to get started. He gave you several demonstrations (likely just an excuse to show off but you didn't mind). Right now you were only standing, but after your last time on the board you were seriously terrified you'd fall and knock your head. It didn't help your nerves that Sam doesn't exactly do helmets. After nearly an hour of demonstrations and practicing to get your stance right you were finally ready to try moving.
  “You'll be fine, farmer i promise, just push off with your foot like i showed you.” Sam yelled back to you giggling. Your feet wobbled  as you struggled to keep your balance. Drawing in a deep breath your foot came down to the pavement ready to push off and move you forward until…Sam's arms came around you, halting your movement. Your eyes widened and jaw fell open as his hands held tight against your hips. You completely froze, his grip was so tight.
“ Hold on there dude, if you push off with your foot like that you're totally gonna fall.” He was smiling brightly. He bent down, squatting on his knees and grabbed your leg, adjusting your stance. “There, keep your foot like that, higher up on the board, see?” He looked up at you confirming you knew what to do now, but you could only turn away sheepishly and nod your head. “S-sorry..” He stood up quickly giving you space. Was he blushing? “Ok you got it, c’mon you can do it just push off now.” He smiled at you, throwing up two cheery thumbs ups. The way his eyes closed and cheeks puffed up when he smiled at you like that was convincing enough for anyone, but especially you. Ok you can do this. 
  Without giving yourself any more time to panic, you pushed your foot hard into the ground and hurled your body, and likewise the board, forward and down the very subtle hill. Picking up your foot now you shimmied and settled yourself on the board as you gained some speed and rolled forward. You couldn't believe you were actually skating! The birds sang loudly in the sky above you feigning a congratulatory song for your achievement. You barreled down the stained and cracked pavement, probably not going very fast but still absolutely delighted in yourself. “SAMMY I'M DOING IT OMG!” You cheered out to him. Your wheels bumped against rocks as you neared  steeper slope. You became increasingly aware of the fact you did not go over how to stop as you started barreling down a  steeper hill and gaining a lot of speed. “UHH Sam I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP”. You started to panic, you probably weren't going as fast as it felt but you were terrified of losing balance.
 “Oh shit.” Sam spoke aloud to himself before he grabbed his extra board and set off after you. Given his much higher skating ability it only took him seconds to speed up and pass you on the hill. “Don't worry, Farmer just slow down !!” He seemed way too happy given the obvious distress written all over your face
“ DON'T YOU THINK I'D STOP IF I KNEW HOW” You shouted at him, though he could hear you well at normal volume. Yours and Sam's wheels rolled on and on taking you down the hill faster and faster as adrenaline kicked into full drive. A turn was approaching and it was coming FAST . “ Sam, I can't turn or stop. What do I do?” The genuine fear in your voice seemed to flip a switch in Sam's mind as his laughter stopped and expression quickly shifted. He looked concerned but focused and he acted quickly to stop you from falling or getting hurt
 “Alright just hold on, I got you.” he smiled softly hoping to assure you. In a flash, as the sky shifted to gray allowing more shade, he was slowing down and reaching out to you. His hands surged forward; one gripped your waist on the side farthest from him, and the other grabbed your arm. “Jump !” he shouted at you as he pulled you to him. You think normally you shout back at him that he's crazy, but the sloped pavement carrying you swiftly to a brick wall to the face, didn't really give you much room to argue. You jumped, leaning into him as you stumbled, trying and failing to stand on his board. You opted instead to cling onto him for dear life like a koala. The board you had been on sped up on its own and slid all the way down the hill, likely to crash into the wall. Above you, you could hear him giggling softly as he turned down the end of the slope, starting to slow down. When the decrease in speed allowed it, you shakily placed your feet on his board. His arms around you, holding you tightly.  His chest moved up and down under your cheek as he continued laughing at your state of disarray. “You okay?” His voice was impossibly sweet as he looked down at you. 
  “Y-yeah I'm fine, thank you” you gingerly stepped off his board and released your grip for him, cringing as you regretted moving away from his warmth. “Sorry…” you muttered under your breath. As the sky darkened slightly again, he didn't let go. Why wasn't he letting go? His eyes met yours as a smile playfully curled on his face. A mischievous glint ran through his emerald eyes. Before your brain could catch up his sneakers landed right next to yours as he stepped off his board, tightening his grip on your waist and leaning in close, Breath ghosting over your face.
 “Aren't you glad I caught you?” He was smirking. What a jerk teasing you like that. You smacked your hand against his chest pushing him away as you stumbled back and playfully scoffed at him. He doubled over in laughter still finding his act amusing. You couldn't help smiling back at him. “C'mon, I think that's enough for today,” he said, picking up his board and grabbing your hand while dragging you down the street. “Let's go get ice cream!” he really was like a giddy little kid as he rushed in the direction of the nearest vendor still holding your hand tightly.
  Rain had started coming down in buckets. All those gray clouds you saw earlier? Yea well they moved over here on your walk to the ice cream stand. While finishing your ice cream on your walk back to the bus stop the clouds had come in, blanketing the sky in a chill overcast and drenching the city with rain. You held the boards as Sam held his jacket over your heads, shielding you from the downpour. You laughed and chattered back and forth while waiting for the last bus of the day to arrive and take you back to the valley. As you stood huddled together under the shield of a Sam’s jacket you watched the city light up as the earth darkened. Gloomy clouds and the slowly setting sun left everything dark, leaving room for all the lights of the city to shine together. You couldn't help the gleeful smile that spread over your face. You'd spent the whole day with Sam. looking at all the places you used to frequent made your heart yearn with nostalgia, and Sam's proximity made your heart flutter with…something else.
  “I had a lot of fun today” you said, leaning into him slightly. “ Thank you for teaching me to skate even though I sucked.” You chuckled and placed your head against his shoulder. You really couldn't help wanting to be close to him and as you looked upwards you could swear his pupils dilated and a blush, much more intense then earlier, lay on his cheeks.
  “Y-yea of course ! I'm glad you had a good time.” He was stuttering and turning away from you, seemingly just as affected by the closeness as you were. You just couldn't help it. Seeing the faint slivers of yellow light peeking through the heavy clouds down on his features. He cleared his throat trying to steel himself as if you being here made him nervous. You'd made his suddenly loud boisterous personality fall quiet and the fond look in his eyes paired with a gentle smile wasn't helping his case. Down the road Maybe a mile you could faintly see the bus coming and not really one for public affections you knew you had to hurry.
  “Hey Sam?” You spoke. He all too quickly turned to you, humming in question and tilting his head like a lost puppy. His blonde damp hair fell into his face and as he went to fix it he felt your hand graze his cheek. He stilled, looking toward you. Your hand gripped his cheek and yanked him down, pulling his lips onto yours. He stood still in surprise but only took a few seconds to quickly kiss back. It was fast and fleeting but sweet nonetheless. The look on his face after was even better. He sputtered a bit trying to find words as his face bloomed beet red. "I like you a lot you know." You whispered to him still near his face staring at his lips. Wheels turning against the pavement came near leaving you to pull away from his face and grab his hand.  The bus had arrived just in time as the harsh rain picked up even more. Giggling you dragged him towards the bus doors. Despite being entirely floored a bashful smile spread wide across his face following your lead out of the rain and onto the bus. The bus will Take you both home to the valley, to the peace and quiet of your homes. You definitely have a lot to talk about on the ride back but that didn't worry you even the slightest. No matter the circumstance Sam's presence would always put you at ease and despite you nervous nature you knew with certainty that he'd be there, to break your fall.
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yeehawbvby · 1 year
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Leah with a farmer that was trying to be an artist, but got stuck in the dead-end Joja job and decided to quit to be a farmer, but now they miss being able to make art cause there's like no time in the day for it, so Leah sets up a whole thing for them to just make art for a whole day.
I’ve barely written for Leah before, so fingers crossed this is alright!! :’) Hope you don't mind the established relationship either.
Thanks so much for your patience, I hope you enjoy! x 
Down by the River (Leah x GN!Reader)
Rating: G | WC: 933
Sometimes when I’m out amidst my crops, I lay down for a bit and look up at the sky. I study the way the clouds make vivid shapes from their vapor; how birds fly in a perfect pattern, going Yoba knows where; the way the inner atmosphere of our planet looks hand-painted by Lupini himself. 
Other times, I’ll sit amongst my chickens and ducklings by the pond, amazed at how brightly their feathers contrast against the dull dirt, and how the water sparkles as it splashes against their plump little bodies that float atop it.
There’s so much beauty in nature, and while I love what I do, I want nothing more than to be able to create something just as beautiful as the scenery I work in every day, of every month, of every year.
My wife gets to do such things for a living. I love Leah more than life itself, but I can’t help the jealousy that seeps through me as I watch her etch away at old wood, or paint anything she wants on hand-stretched canvas at any given time of the day. It’s one of the things I love most about her – her love for art being just as fierce as mine – but I wish I could be at her side, collaborating on pieces, or simply being in each other’s presence while we do our own thing.
One early spring morning, I wake up to an empty bed. I’m used to this, though. Leah’s always been an early bird. Unlike most mornings, there’s a note waiting for me on her pillow.
“Hope you slept well <3
There’s something I wanna show you! Meet me at my place at 10.
(Don’t worry about the farm – I got up extra early to water the crops and feed the animals.)
Enjoy your morning off! :) 
P.S. There’s some freshly cut fruit in the fridge, if you want some with your breakfast!”
Relief washes over me as I lay back down on my pillow. Even through winter, I’m often busy cleaning the barns and coops or upkeeping our wine and cheese fermentation... It’s been so long since I’ve been able to simply be, much less spend even a few mere hours with my love. I take the opportunity she’s given me to sleep in a little bit longer.
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As I approach Leah’s cottage, I shift through a few different emotions. 
First up is confusion. What’s all this stuff laid out on her front lawn? There’s a huge, yellow gingham picnic blanket sprawled by the river, with a small record player next to it. The blanket is covered in paints, small canvases, wood blocks, clay…
My second feeling is happiness. I notice that on the blanket is also a bottle of Blue Moon wine, with two cups and two water bottles all placed neatly in a straw basket. There are two palettes and two sets of brushes of varying sizes. Two sets of pencils, charcoals, pastels; two clusters of tools to carve and sculpt with.
Third? Love. Having expected me, Leah exits her old home just as I near her set-up. Her hair, as usual, is draped to the side in a long braid, but today she’s woven small flowers into it. Her freckled, sun-kissed cheeks are dusted beautifully pink as she looks at me from large, periwinkle eyes, waiting for my reaction to her surprise. 
“Do you like it?” she asks, basking in the scene she’s created. “I know it’s been bugging you that you never really have time to make your own art, so I figured we could spend the day doing just that!”
I nod, tears welling in my eyes. “Leah, this is perfect,” I sniffle, pulling her into my arms. Her hugs have always been just as warm and welcoming as her paintings. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
“Thank you.” She pulls away from my embrace, takes my hands in hers, and meets my lips with a soft kiss before explaining herself. “You’re the reason I’m able to spend as much time on personal projects as I do commissioned work. You’ve given me the best life I could’ve asked for.”
Leah beams at me, and I swear her smile makes my stomach flutter with butterflies. She continues softly, “You know, you can ask me for help on the farm any time you want. I know you take pride in your work, but you deserve time to do the things you love too. Okay?”
I nod again, feeling a weight that I didn’t know my shoulders bore being lifted off them. Untangling our fingers, I cup Leah’s face and kiss her again. “I love you so much.” Placing my forehead gently against hers, I whisper, “Seriously, thank you for this.”
“I love you too.” My wife plants a kiss on the tip of my nose before pulling away again. She playfully quips, “You can thank me by making some cool stuff for me to look at! Come on!”
I follow her onto the blanket, my cheeks sore from grinning so widely. “Let me draw your portrait?” 
“Only if I can paint yours!” she counters. 
Having been so long since I’ve last made anything, I start off feeling a bit rusty. But just as fluidly as the river flows, I sink back into a familiar rhythm. With some of the most picturesque scenery one could ever imagine, everything I need to create anything I want within an arm’s reach, and my amazing partner at my side, I have the most perfect day I could’ve asked for.
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chris498cc12 · 10 months
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First little story I'm making on here! ^^ sorry if it's not to your liking, but I have no ideas to write at the moment, and I was playing minecraft with my gf before getting this idea. sooooooo farmer reader becoming friends with an enderman!! ^^
You wake up to a new day in your small wooden house, it's not the best but it was way better than your dirt house that you were living in days ago. You get off your bed walking over to your chest, and you get your hoe and seeds getting ready to start farming!
You never liked the idea of killing the animals just for some food, plus you honestly felt bad everytime you did so and the fact you keep taming them and end up naming them making it worse for yourself (you can't help it their adorable). So you started farming!
You start to walk out the door, heading to your little farming spot by your house.
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You start to gather some wheat, carrots, sweet barriers, and more. You're having the time of your life farming well you WAS having the time of your life farming, until you saw an enderman teleport right by you. You've learnt that enderman are indeed somehwat peaceful as long as you don't hit them or stare at them for to long. But this enderman has been bothering you for DAYS none stop leaving things at your house or by you like dirt, mushrooms and a lot of flowers.
Not that you don't appreciate the possibly gifts for you, it's just that other travelers have told you that they are ruthless monsters like slimes, skeletons, zombies and much more and that they don't have a heart so it's weird to see a monster act this way. You never dared try to talk with one of them nor even look at one cause I mean it's a fricking enderman, can they even understand you? Can they understand what you say? How come they can't speak your language if they can understand? Why is this enderman so kind? Why doesn't this enderman just leave?
Before you could question yourself some more the enderman sets a flower right beside you and teleports away not to far from the farm, you can't help but to smile at the flower slightly, wondering if you could befriend the enderman. Though other travelers have told you that you're too kind for your own good, maybe you're thinking crazy for thinking you can befriend a enderman, one of the most dangerous monsters out there. It would be crazy to think such things.
You pick up the Rose the enderman gave you and smell it slightly still smiling at it, you keep it in your hands as you continue to farm.
After a while of farming as the enderman stood close by as always, it slowly started to rain, causing you to put your other hand out, looking up at the sky as some rain drops fall onto you. You smile at this loving rain. Before you could enjoy the rain some more, you hear the enderman cry out in pain, trying to teleport away but not finding any places to hide under at. You quickly grab some blocks and build a big wooden umbrella for the enderman. They quickly teleport under it, finally stopping the pain they felt from the rain. You slightly look up at it, but make sure not to look it straight at the eyes as you try to find the courage to talk to the enderman.
"H- hi?" You say hi to the enderman, causing them to stare down at you. The enderman tries to say something, but you clearly can't understand and can only understand a little bit
"Thank you," you hear a little thank you from the enderman as they continue to look at the rain. You can't help but smile brightly at this as you both stand there under the wooden umbrella. You try to talk to them about your days living on this earth and how cool, but default it is. You can't fully understand the enderman, but you feel like you can over time if they continue to visit you. Though it's mostly you talking, the enderman doesn't mind and seems to be listening to every single thing you're talking about no matter how crazy and silly you sound.
The rain slowly begins to stop, and immediately, the enderman teleports away, leaving you under the wooden umbrella. You think they just had to go or just got tired of you speaking nonsense but before you could continue another thought or try and take a step, the enderman teleprts by you again setting yet another rose by you and teleports away. <3
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thebiggerbear · 4 months
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SDV Leah x Reader - Prompt Response - "I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."
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Summary: Leah tells you she wants a baby...a month after you've been married.
A/N: Prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting (#941). I love writing Leah and the farmer so much. I may or may not be a tad obsessed with this game sometimes. So naturally, I had to add Leah into this whole thing. 😊
Unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.
Pairing: Leah x Female!Reader; Leah x Female!Farmer
Warnings: a smidgen of angst; fluff; mention of implied sex
Word Count: 1618
"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."
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“I want a baby.”
You started choking on the omelet your wife had surprised you with this morning along with a fresh cup of coffee. After coughing and sputtering, you looked up at Leah, your eyes wide. “What?” You croaked out.
“I want a baby,” she repeated, crossing her arms.
You sucked down more coffee, still trying to clear your very irritated airway as you thought of what to say. You had only just gotten married a month ago! Shouldn’t there be some sort of grace period for you to be newlyweds and settle into married life before you even started thinking about adding to your newly renovated household?
“Well?” She challenged. 
You cleared your throat and set your cup down as you decided to answer her very carefully. “Honey, isn’t it…kind of early for us to be talking about this?”
Her eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched, making your heart drop.
“I mean, we just got married and we just got the house finished,” you rushed out. Damn Robin for adding a crib in the spare room upstairs when she was finished. What had she been thinking? “And we’re still settling in…you know?”  
A dark pink tinge began to take residence in her cheeks. Uh oh.
“I told you I wanted a family. You knew this when you asked me to marry you.”
That was true. She had told you that and you both were on the same page. You wanted a family, too, especially with her. But you also thought you’d have some time to yourselves for a little while before making the leap together into parenthood. That you’d have time to enjoy each other while getting ready financially and emotionally for that next step. You hadn’t imagined that a mere two days before your first month as a married couple that she’d be demanding you speed into that next chapter of your lives. You’d barely begun the first one. 
“I know you do, Leah, and I want one, too. But, babe, can we maybe postpone the baby talk just by…a few months?”
Her eyes began to shimmer. Oh no.
“Fine,” she snapped. She spun on her heel and stormed out the door. Well, you were in for a world of trouble.
You let out a heavy sigh and hurriedly finished eating. You gulped down the rest of your coffee, got up, placed your dishes in the sink, and made your way after her.  
You should’ve known something was up. She had been fidgeting around the kitchen, moving from room to room to water the plants she’d imbued your house with when she moved in. You liked for the greenery to stay outside (or in the greenhouse) but she insisted she needed a little nature around her in the home, too. It had been one of your first compromises as a newly married couple just living together for the first time. For you, it was an easy thing to give. If she needed plants for it to feel more like home for her, then plants would be all throughout your main living space (and they were). But you had seen her water the plants yesterday so you knew that in conjunction with the coffee and breakfast, her having watered your crops for you after getting up early, and the fidgeting…you should’ve seen this coming.
You found her working on her sculpture in the back that she had been working on almost every single day since she’d moved to your farm. She always told you not to look too closely, it wasn’t finished yet by any means, but you loved to watch her work. The look of concentration she got on her beautiful face, the intensity in her eyes, the peeking of her tongue out of the corner of her mouth as she hacked away at the wood, the strength with which she wielded the chisel — all of it was a joy to watch.
Right now, she appeared to be attacking the huge piece of wood than she was shaping and molding it into something. You sighed quietly and then cleared your throat. “Leah, can we talk?”
“Not right now. I’m busy.”
You deflated slightly. She was really angry with you. She never refused to talk to you unless she was beyond furious. 
You carefully approached her and laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, stopping her motions. “Babe, we really need to talk,” you implored.
She tossed the chisel onto the work bench she had situated next to her and slowly turned to face you. It broke your heart to see recent tear tracks on her cheeks, her eyes still glistening and threatening to renew them. “What is there to talk about? I want a baby and you don’t.”
“That’s not true, Leah. I want a baby, too.”
“No, you don’t. You just said—”
“I just said that maybe we should wait a few months and then revisit the issue. That’s all. Babe,” You placed your hands on her shoulders, rubbing reassuring circles into them with your thumbs. “We just got married and you just moved in. Let us settle in a little first before we start bringing kids into the mix.” She dropped her gaze to the ground and you squeezed her shoulders. “I don’t think what I’m asking is unreasonable,” you said in the gentlest tone possible.
She sniffled and wiped her cheeks. “No. It’s not.” Her watery eyes met yours then. “But you don’t know how long the adoption process takes. Once we put in papers, we have to wait to be approved and then it could take a year or more for them to find us a baby.” Her eyes began to shimmer more intensely. “And I really want a baby,” she choked out before bursting into a sob.
You pulled her into your arms and hugged her, rubbing her back soothingly and shushing her in her ear. When she had cried herself out, when you heard sniffles and ragged inhales coming from your shoulder, then and only then did you move back and gently cup her face, wiping away any leftover tears with your thumbs. Even though her eyes were puffy and her face was red and her nose was running, she still was the most beautiful woman in the world to you. No one, not even Hayley, could top her beauty in your eyes.
“How about this? Give me two months—”
She opened her mouth to protest but you continued. 
“Two months and then we’ll revisit the kids conversation.” You felt her deflate under your touch but you worked to reassure her. “I want kids just like you do. I really do. And you’re right, I knew that about you when I married you. But like I said, we just got married and we need to settle into our life together first. So please give me that at least.”
Her eyes were wet once more but she sniffled and croaked out, “Okay.”
You smiled and pecked her lips, happy that you had been able to find a compromise. “In the meantime, why don’t you go ahead and fill out the adoption paperwork so we can file it and get approved?” Her expression brightened at that, her eyes now filling with a glimmer of hope instead of tears. “This way, when we’re ready, say, a couple of months down the line, we’ll already be approved and they can start looking right away for a baby for us.”
“You mean it?”
“Of course I mean it, babe. Now, what part of the paperwork do I need to fill out? And how much are we talking for a filing fee? I have a little money saved so that shouldn’t be—mmph.”
Leah had launched herself at you and was kissing you passionately. You chuckled into her mouth, knowing that made her happy. When she pulled away so you could get some air, she peppered kisses all over your face before pecking your lips again. 
“Thank you,” she whispered, smiling as she wrapped her arms around your neck. 
“Of course, sweetheart. I want you to be happy,” you whispered back. “I want us both to be happy.”
Her smile grew. “I am happy.”
“Good. Me too.” You kissed her sweetly but after a moment it began to turn heated. When you finally broke apart, seeing the light pink tinge in her cheeks, her lips a little swollen, and her gasping for air, you leaned into her ear to whisper huskily to her, “You know. That looks like a mighty fine workbench you’ve got there.”
“Oh no. Not my workbench and definitely not outside where anyone can walk up and see us. I still haven’t recovered from what happened last Spirit’s Eve. That was embarrassing enough for a lifetime, thank you.”
You pulled back, smirking down at her. “I don’t know why you keep going on about that. People thought any moans they heard were part of the haunted maze and I know you enjoyed yourself more than you’re willing to admit.”
Her cheeks reddened but her hands gripped your hips tightly and she dug her teeth into her bottom lip at the memory. “I hate you.”
She yanked you closer to her, and began to trail her lips down your jawline. “You sure have a weird way of showing that.”
“Shut up already and take me inside,” she murmured before kissing you again. 
“Yes ma’am,” you muttered to her lips. You picked her up and slung her over your shoulder fireman style, making her shriek and then giggle as you ran, right before you did just that. Tomorrow you could fill out the adoption paperwork; today, you intended to enjoy your time with your wife.
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