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sdv-roseglass-farm · 5 months
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NSFW Elliott headcannons
'Hi, um could I request Elliott nsfw headcanons with a female reader? Please and thank you!' - Anonymous
Hello! Thank you for the request, sorry it took me so long :) I hope you enjoy them! I wrote for both him alone, gender neutral, female and male readers :)
Word count: 1386
Masturbation headcannons:
He is 100% a virgin before meeting you, but he definitely isn't completely lost about sex or what he enjoys
He may be one of the older bachelors but he has rather poor social skills so he has not gotten far with anyone
With getting stressed about writing, he enjoys edging himself to encourage himself to get a certain amount write before cumming
With edging himself so much, especially in a writing block, he often ends up in tears out of desperation
With living alone on the beach he doesn't have to worry about people hearing him so he is very noisy, especially with dirty talk
He enjoys reading sexual romance novels and not letting himself touch himself until he finishes the book
Sex toys are all kept under his bed in a box, where he has different things including different types of vibrators and dildos.
He uses the vibrators and dildos as different ways to edge and tease himself
He loves watching porn where the participants are overstimulated and covered in cum
Watching someone using a fuck machine and become super messy is one of his favourite types of videos to get off to
With gen!reader:
Dirty talk is his specialty to the point that half the time he doesn't even realise it - and terms of endearment fall out his mouth with so much ease you would think he has forgotten your name
He sounds rather proper due to his large vocabulary from spending all of his time reading since he was young, but watching him fall apart due to it is the best thing
He is always willing to experiment, but doesn't like much physical pain, finding it too distracting.
He prefers to use soft material to be tied or to tie you up with rather than handcuffs or rough rope
He loves being able to hear the person he is with, being able to hear the become more of a mess due to him
Cockwarming when he is writing is something he loves, though he loses track of what he is meant to be writing so easily as the sight and feel of you on him makes his mind blank
He prefers watching you go down on him mostly, just because the sight of drool, his cum and your tears all over your face can cause him to cum without being touched
You cockwarming him with your mouth under his desk makes him feel as though he is permanently on the brink of orgasm
He does sometimes lose control with grabbing your hair and face-fucking you, but he is never rough with it and is always careful to not hurt you too badly
No matter the gender of his partner or their genitals, he will keep a hair tie on his wrist in preparation if he does end up having oral sex that day, as he prides himself on his hair and likes to keep it out of the way when being so intimate
While he is down for a lot of things, he does become very flustered for your first few times and doesn't fully open up to experimenting until after becoming more comfortable
You are his number one priority and will all be checking in with you throughout no matter what you do to make sure that you are okay and enjoying yourself
He will make sure you have deep discussions before trying anything new and your plans, such as if you want him to come inside you he will talk about protection for stds (and pregnancies for people with a uterus)
he firmly believes that you can tell a lot from someone's eyes and prefers positions where you can see one another
If he is writing erotica, even just to practice his writing skills, he will experiment with you to make sure the things are possible such as the positions or the look someone gets
With fem!reader:
He enjoys eating you out, watching his mouth cause you so much pleasure but with his unconscious habit of dirty talk he accidentally breaks away from your cunt a lot
Sitting on his face and being in control is the best way to make sure this doesn't happen, and he sure won't be complaining as he loves the sight of you on top of him
He loves making you wet and watching your wetness drip from your cunt
Filling you up with his cum and watching it leak from your pussy is honestly heaven to him, and he will use his fingers to spread it around and over your clit to cause you cum again and push more of his cum out
He uses it as an excuse to fill you up again, loving the feeling of your walls milking his cock
While he will use lube with you, he prefers using your own wetness and his cum to make you messy
The best position in his mind is against his desk or on the kitchen counter, where he can watch your face as you come undone and watch your tits bounce with every movement
Overstimulation is definitely expected with him as your partner, as he will love continuously going and watching your cunt become red from the amount of attention it is receiving and from the impact of his thrusts
With his love for watching you become wet and messy, he will sometimes nick some of your underwear and become instantly turned on at any dampness on them, especially if there is any slickness in them
He will keep your underwear for a couple of days, getting off on the smell of them before returning them to your laundry
He is fully on board if you ever want to peg him, with having used dildos on himself and has offered to let you watch him ride one
With male!reader:
He enjoys giving you a blowjob, watching you lose yourself to pleasure from his mouth alone is a massive turn on
You fucking his face is definitely a turn on for him, with your cock being shoved down his throat at a pace he doesn't control causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head
He has offered to let you watch him ride one of his dildos before, and is more than willing to take either role when it comes to anal sex
He uses an excess amount of lube, loving how messy it makes you and uses your precum to help make you messier
He will make you cum multiple times, preferring you to come on him or on your body rather than on the desk or bed
He will use his fingers to push any of your cum that has spilt out of him back inside of him
He is more than willing to lick up any cum off of you, whether you scoop some up with your fingers or if it is off your stomach
He will use a desk or bed to help make sure you can both face one another still during anal sex
He is more than willing to ride you or let you ride him, with it definitely causing him to talk a lot more
He will consistently overstimulate you and milk your cock - loving the mixture of pleasure and pain and the look in your eyes with how blank your mind goes from the amount of times he made you cum
Aftercare:
He will clean you off and make sure you are okay
He will make sure you are comfortable, wrapping you up in his duvet cover while fetching you both some water and something to eat
After making sure you have eaten and drank something he will help you to the bathroom to pee and to also make sure you are fully cleaned up
He will then help you back and pull you to his chest, and have a discussion about what you enjoyed, didn't enjoy etc.
Your enjoyment is his number one priority and he is the king at communication
If you need something he will run off to grab it for you, making sure that you are not hurt physically or emotionally
He will hold you to his chest for however long you want, while making sure you know his own feelings on what happened
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lilmoonbunny · 5 months
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Harvey x Stalked!Reader
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Warnings: Reader is being stalked (unknown stalker).
Can be read as platonic or romantic :)
“If you want to hang out in my apartment, that’s okay with me. I live above the clinic.” That was one of the first things that Harvey said to you when the two of you became closer.
He would often say that if there’s anything you need, to just come to him or wait for him in the clinic/his home.
You never expected to have to take him up on his offer, however, but life works in mysterious ways.
You never knew how it happened, perhaps it just built up over time, but one day, you realised that you had a stalker.
It started off small, a message here and there, somebody sending flowers to the farm.
Before long, it turned into you seeing a hooded man around the town. Everywhere you went.
You never asked anybody about this out of fear of seeming odd and scaring off your friends. Or maybe it was the fact that telling somebody would make it seem real.
It was nearing 10pm when you were walking home from the mines, passing by the Saloon.
You almost missed it, the hooded man behind you, a devious smirk on his lips.
The moment you saw it, your footsteps hastened, as did his.
His hands were shoved in his pockets, fiddling with something which only sparked more fear at the unknown.
Having already passed the Saloon by now, you didn’t know where else to Go. Pierre’s was closed, the farm wasn’t far off, but you really didn’t want to be alone.
That was when Harvey’s words ran through your head about staying in his apartment.
You knew he was at the Saloon now, but he had given you a key that you always kept on you.
It seemed like the only logical thing to do, especially considering that Harvey would be home in about 20 minutes.
So, with hastened steps, you pulled out the key and entered the clinic and headed up to his apartment, praying that your stalker would leave once you locked the clinic door.
As you sat on Harvey’s couch, leg bouncing, you didn’t know if you had crossed any boundaries. Sure, he had told you that you could, but what if he was just being kind?
Too caught up in your own anxious thoughts, you didn’t hear the door click closed and a soft call of your name.
“Y/N?” Harvey repeated, placing a worried hand on your shoulder.
You flinched at the unexpected touch, tear-filled eyes facing his concerned face.
“I-I’m sorry!” You stuttered “He was following me again; I didn’t want to be alone.”
Harvey shook his head slightly, grabbing a blanket from the chair beside him and placing it over your shoulder.
“Who was following you?” He asked, watching as you snuggled into his blanket before taking a seat beside you.
“I don’t know. He’s been following me for months.”
Harvey sighed, awkwardly placing a hand on your shoulder in a comforting manner.
“You can tell me anything, Y/N.” He said, which is how it all ended up spilling it.
The messages, the flowers, the threats. Everything.
Harvey never spoke a word as you explained, only occasionally making a noise to let you know that he was still listening.
Once you were finished, he nodded and devised a plan.
“Tomorrow, we’ll report this, and you can stay here until it is sorted, okay?”
Shaking your head, you refused.
“I don’t want to intrude.” You reasoned, only to fall silent at the stern look he gave you.
“You could never intrude, Y/N. I told you my apartment is always open to you. I care about you a lot.” Whilst his words made him blush, Harvey knew that you needed to hear it.
You thought for a moment before nodding in agreement.
“Thank you, Harvey.” You smiled for the first time in a while, pressing your body into his own and wrapping your arms around him.
He blushed, hesitating before returning the hug.
“You’re welcome, Y/N.”
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equestriagirl16 · 1 year
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Y/N: I’m sorry.
Sebastian: For what?
Y/N: *handing him Frozen Tears* For bothering you.
Sebastian: ..well if you think it’s bothering me then why do you keep doing it?
Y/N: …
Y/N: ..I think it’s all I know how to do.
Y/N: I came here ready to start over, I was so excited to see new things and meet new people. That I forgot how bad I am with words..with how it doesn’t feel like I can always tell others how much they mean to me.
Sebastian: You seem to have it pretty well thought out.
Y/N: *chuckle* That’s because it’s all I think about. But I get so busy with work and the farm, trying to make the most out of everything. Being communal just gets tiring.
Sebastian: Preaching to the choir.
Y/N: And when I like people..more than I think I should. Nothings more terrifying than screwing that up so..
Y/N: What’s more full proof than shoving gifts in your faces, without another word.
Sebastian: …
Y/N: And I’m sorry-*hic*
Sebastian: !
Y/N: I’m sorry that I-I’m trying to make you like me-*sniff* I’m sorry that it’s so hard to tell you!*sob*
Sebastian: Hey, but you’re telling me right now aren’t you?
Y/N: But it’s scary, I’m scared. I don’t wanna mess up again! Not after getting to start over!
Sebastian: ..not everything’s going to be perfect. Believe me if everyone could auto reset their lives they would. That’s why we get second chances, and I think your doing a pretty good job with this one.
Y/N: …
Sebastian: Plus I don’t think it’s fair to hate the way you show love. Talking to people everyday sounds excruciating, but you’ve seemed to have found a pretty good way to work around that.
Sebastian: Actions speak louder than words after all.
Y/N: Heh-*sniff* Yeah I guess so.
Sebastian: …
Y/N: …
Y/N: *hands him more Frozen Tears* Thanks for letting me bother you.
Sebastian: Hm, anytime.
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snailmail444 · 4 months
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Alex x Reader 🙈
All Tied Up
18+ 💚 NSFW 💚 MDNI
Alex x Reader
It’s the way I have been absolutely possessed the past few days. I’ve been in a huge writing slump but then the new year hit and my brain just. Decided to function? We’re riding the wave folks we’ll see how long it keeps up lol.
ANYWAY! Enjoy the third fulfilled ask in a week. I hope y’all aren’t sick of me yet lmao. NSFW under the cut and remember MDNI
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“Are you sure you can’t break these?” You ask, pulling at one of the knots binding Alex to your bed.
Alex stares up at you, all big green eyes and still-confident smirk. “Even I can’t do that. I’ll prove it. But you don’t have to worry baby. It’s no sweat, I can behave.”
He flexes and you watch the veins in his arms protrude as he turns his wrists this way and that, trying and failing to find any give in your handiwork. A flush burns down your face, and your throat feels dry as you eye him up and down—large and muscular and completely at your mercy.
You would have never thought that Alex and his body builder physique would be in such a submissive position. Naked, spread eagle and tied to your bedposts, muscles taught and cock flushed. Laid out for you to devour however you please.
You run your palms up his chest, and his skin is hot against yours, smooth and solid as you work your way up. His pounding heart startles you, feeling how fast and hard it’s beating in his chest. For a minute you stall, feeling the strong rhythmic thump, and almost ask if he’s alright.
Almost, except you can see the way his cock twitches and precome beads at the tip just from your idle touches. You haven’t so much as breathed on it, yet it’s straining so hard already it’s obvious his heart rate isn’t due to nerves.
You straddle him, fighting your cocky smile away, and purposefully maintain eye contact as you suck one of his nipples. Alex instantly forgets his restraints, jerking an arm and making the bed-frame rattle. He was right—the knots aren’t going anywhere.
He pants out a heavy breath, and you hide your delight as you lavish attention on his other nipple. You won’t tease him for too long. Not this first time, anyway.
You push your hips back as you skim your teeth along his shoulder, making sure to rub it in that you can touch as much as you want by stroking up his ribcage, down his sides, along his arms.
Only a little more teasing, you think as you glide your wet cunt across his cock, pretending to have trouble guiding it in as you squeeze it’s base and coat it in your arousal.
“Ahh, please,” he whines, hips bucking as much as the pitiful give in his binds allow, “baby I can’t.”
“What happened Alex? It was no sweat what, two minutes ago? Not even?”
He opens his mouth to respond, and you stop him by sinking all the way down on his cock. His hands strain, and you can tell by the way he’s flushing and tossing his face to the side he’d be hiding in his hands to mute the stuttering moan that falls past his lips.
You don’t give him a moment of respite, electing to ride hard and fast. Without the use of his hands Alex can’t modulate your pace. Typically he’d slow you down, keep you steady, but now you’re allowed the free rein to completely ruin him.
“Ah, w-wait,” he huffs, hips twitching and grinding like he might be able to make you listen to him without using his safe word.
It’s too bad you aren’t in a listening mood.
He can’t take it for too long, biting his lip and breathing in stuttering gasps while he tries to stave off his orgasm.
“Ba-aby, I—“ Alex’s voice cracks, “I’m not gonna—hah—I’m really—“
Either he can’t hold himself off anymore, or he realizes you’re not going to listen, because Alex’s babbling ceases as his back arches and he comes with a whine, his muscles straining and flushed down to his chest.
Your cunt throbs as you slow down through his orgasm, gyrating against his hips until he stops twitching. He’s starting to catch his breath, and you bite down on a smile as you pick up the pace, watching as his face twists up.
“A-h-ah—you—I—“ his voice is a squeak, stopping abruptly as he feel you continuing to rock against his soft cock. A low-grade hum buzzing out of his chest continually as you ride him relentlessly. When it doesn’t stop, you finally still.
“Safe word?” You ask, stroking his cheek and feeling the heat of his skin against yours.
“Nuh—no,” he gasps out, bucking into your cunt despite the way it makes him cry out.
You smirk. This is going to be a fun night.
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ghostmaldo · 2 months
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ꨄStardew Valley Headcannons: Artist farmer leaves a sketch for their love interest to find ꨄ
This took me so long to write, I’ll cry if this flops, but its fine ;-;
I might draw out the poses honestly… gives me something to do hehe Xp
No warnings, fluff, comfort, GN!Reader
Ask box: Open 💙
~Maldo
ᡣ𐭩 Penny ᡣ𐭩: Ooooh this sweet child, I just want to take her away from all of her troubles-
~It’s been a long day for Penny. She’s been spending most of the day tutoring Vincent and Jas, taking them out into the wilderness and to the library. Standing outside for a moment while the rain pelted the library rooftops. Of course, eagerly chatting with farmer while they ran around town doing their usual chores.
~ Between all that of course she’d have a altercation with her mother. Nothing she can’t handle but that dosen’t mean it dosen’t hurt any less. So, she practically dragged her feet back to her camper (RV? Whatever that thing is called).
~She reaches out for the handle of the door, then she stops. What this…?Her eyes blowing open slightly as she sees a neat envelope sticking out of the crack in the door. She see’s her name written in a sparkly gel pen as she retrieves from the door. Her heart starts to beat a bit harder in chest…
~She carefully opens the envelope. The scent of a sweet smelling perfume pulls at her heart strings further. Someone must have put a lot of thought into this little gift…for her…?
~Unfolding the paper from inside, she takes in a sharp breath. It’s a portrait drawing, of her sitting in fields. It’s gorgeous… It looks exactly like her… Penny marvels at each pencil stroke. Even the little smudges at the ends of the paper catch her eye. She almost feels like crying. And a single tear does fall when she sees the signature at the bottom.
From: (Farmer)
~The farmer, as if one Que, appears behind her. “Oh you found it! I was worried it might-“
~She can’t hold herself back from throwing her arms around the farmer and hugging them tight. The farmer returning the embrace happily. Penny didn’t know how the farmer knew, but she needed to see this after the kind of day shes had.
~She frames the drawing and keeps it in a special place her mother can’t find. Often looking at it when she needs a pick me up and instantly she feels a little better about life.
ᡣ𐭩Shane ᡣ𐭩 Disclaimer: Due to my own personal experiences/triggers I’ve been warned by my friends I shouldn’t play his route and I’ve only really picked up things here and there so it may not be perfect, but I still want to include him as he is still very deserving of affection. That being said, this is where farmer and Shane have a few hearts between each other and he dosen’t hate them entirely ^^
~Another late night walking back alone to his Aunt’s house from the saloon. His head is swimming with all the beer in his veins, swaying from side to side on his feet as he walks. Eventually arriving to his doorstep, through his blurry visions. He makes out his name on the front of his door. “Shaaane… thats my name.”
~His a bit confused at first. Reaching out to touch the letters of his name written in the sparkling gel ink. That’s when realized his name is written on an envelope of some kind. The confusion on his face only deepens. What kind of joke was this? He certainly wasn’t laughing.
~He grumbled as he fumbled with opening the letter. Revealing the picture of himself with his chicken Charlie… He blinks… and blinks again… He stares at the picture for a long time. His drunken mind unable to process what his looking at. At the bottom of the page he reads:
“From (Farmer)”
~He feels a tightness form in his chest. He almost wants to be angry the farmer left this for him to find… Yet… he thumbs over the thin strides of ink forming his face.
~After several minutes of just standing there holding the drawing, he carefully tucks the drawing into his coat pocket. Wondering inside and briefly forgetting about it as he throws himself into bed to sleep off the hangover. The farmer somehow finding themselves into his dreams.
~He won’t bring up the drawing for a few days I think. Not exactly knowing what to say. It isn’t until he sees the farmer one random afternoon buying supplies from Marnie that he catches them before they leave.
“Uhh, thanks for this.” He takes the folded piece of paper out from his pocket, unable to look the farmer in their eyes. “It’s nice…”
ᡣ𐭩Maru ᡣ𐭩
She’s having her afternoon sit near the saloon. Enjoying the warm air and peaceful chirping of the birds near by. Penny usually does by to sit with her sometimes, but she’s pleasantly surprised to find the farmer waving at them. A brand new battery pack in their hand, instantly she perks up, wondering if perhaps…
~ It is! She’s overjoyed to receive another battery pack from the farmer. Maru already knows the exactly project she’ll use it for. She waves the farmer good bye as they have other things to do.
~Once they’ve gone. Something feels different… about this battery pack. Sitting back down and inspecting the object more closely. She noticed theres something attached to the battery. An envelope with her name written on it. “Hmmm?”
~Cursorily, she thumbed the letter open. Using the upmost of care to unravel the drawing inside. Her eyes went wide with surprise. A drawing of her at the clinic writing something on a clipboard. It was so… life like. Just by looking it over, Maru could tell it was done with care. She smiled fondly. A loud, she read: “From, (Farmer)
~Quickly, she hurried after the farmer, hoping they hadn’t gotten to far. Seeing them about to head back to their farm, she blitzed it. Hugging them from behind as she reached them. “Thank you farmer! This is the best!”
~Another one to frame it and place it somewhere special. Considers it one of her most prized possessions.
ᡣ𐭩Sebastian ᡣ𐭩
~Lizard blinking at 10am in the morning. Sebastian reaches to turn the alarm off on his phone. He groans and grumbles for a few minutes before deciding to sit up and move over to his computer. He placed his fingers on his keyboard, the abruptly stopped when he felt a strange sensation on the pads of his fingers.
~Tilting his head, he spotted… an envelope His name written in a neat sparkly cursive. Ugh… he hoped this wasn’t a joke from his mother. He carelessly ripped the envelope open, though he was careful with the contents inside. Unfolding the paper, his eyes landed on a drawing of him… one of him working on his motorcycle. One of the corners of the page reading: From (Farmer)
~Sebastian.exe has stopped working-
~He takes a slow deep breath in, heart beating wildly inside his chest. He found the gesture to be so… sweet. Sebastian admires the piece for a long while before he can focus on anything. He places it somewhere safe but where he can still admire it within his working space. It’s all he can think about for the entire days (And probably for several days after)
~In the evening time, he purposely places himself near the mines so he can show his appreciation to the farmer. He waves them over as soon as he sees them. He becomes a little shy rubbing the back of his neck nervously, but he does want to say something. “Hey, I found the drawing on my desk… Thank you… That was very kind of you…” Will hesitate to go in for a hug but if farmer meets them halfway he will gladly embrace them.
ᡣ𐭩Leahᡣ𐭩 Disclaimer#2: I haven’t tried to romance Leah yet and I know the very baseline of her personality so I apologize (again) if this one isn’t perfect but also still wanted to include her.
~Leah’s been inside her small home for most of the afternoon working on her latest project. Deciding to take a stroll through town to take a small break and stretch her limbs out. She opens her door and catches the glimpse of something fluttering downward and landing on her door mat. An envelope? What could this be?
~ Inspecting the object, she traces her finger over her name. Some of the glitter from the Gel pen rubbing off. She can’t hide the smile that creeps onto her face. She’s a bit giddy over receiving something so mysterious and thoughtful!
~She opens the letter and finds the portrait of herself inside. She’s smiling happily with her house in the background. Lead is amazed by the penmanship. Her eyes glaze over every detail, her heart swelling with emotion. At the bottom of the page is a signature: From (Farmer). She lets out a happy squeal and lightly presses the drawing to her chest.
~Quickly, she runs inside to find a frame for the piece. Placing it on a special place on her wall where she can easily admire it. Then she takes off into town as originally planned. Now with a new motive in mind.
~She’s happy to find the farmer running around town. Lead quickly catches them and pulls them into a warm hug. “Farmer! I didn’t know you could draw! I love the gift you left for me! We should have drawing sessions together!” She’s just so happy and excited to have someone to relate too and the gesture was so sweet to her.
ᡣ𐭩Sam(son) ᡣ𐭩
~Okay, okay, so his already well into his morning routine before he notices anything. He comes back into his room to retrieve his skateboard when he then notices something tapped to it. An envelope with his name written on it. He eyes cursorily as he picks it up. Honestly having no idea what the letter could possibly be about.
~Opening it up, he find the drawing of him on his skateboard. A really well done drawing of him on his skateboard. “Wow.” He grips both ends of the paper and takes a moment to admire it. Eventually finding the signature at the bottom corner of the page. From: (Farmer).
~He breaks out into a wide smile. He can feel the warmth of his own face and his heart swoons. He places the drawing on his dresser before taking off without his skateboard. He briefly pauses outside, having mean to have grabbed it. But his brain is spinning so much he just waves off the skateboard and takes off on foot to see if the farmer might be wondering around somewhere.
~And his right. He catches them coming out of the community center. He approaches them with a smile thats returned to him. “So, when did you have time to sneak into my room hm?” He teases lightly, and they share a laugh together. “Hey but really, that was really nice of you. You’re really talented!”
~Another one to become shy when he goes in for a hug but once he feels the farmer wrap their arms around him, his content.
~He’ll stick around a moment to catch up with farmer, inviting them to hangout with him and his friends sometime at the saloon. He gives them one last hug before letting them get back to their work. The whole walk home his smiling like his on top of the world.
~ Tapes up the drawing somewhere in his room, his mom asks him about one time and he blushed the whole time as he explained the farmer gave it to him. Mom finds it sweet and teases her son about it.
ᡣ𐭩 Haleyᡣ𐭩
~ Haley opens the door to her shared home and finds the farmer standing there, mud and all, trying to place the envelope of the frame of her door. They stare at each other for a moment before he nose scrunches up as she notices the mud caked around their boots. “What are you doing?” She asks a bit dryly before she notices her name inscribed on the letter.
~”Oh! Is that for me?” She plucks the letter from the farmers hand before they have anytime to explain themselves. They stand there awkwardly as she doesn’t hesitate to rip the letter open. Revealing the drawing of her with her camera. Her face turns into one of surprise, a little oh leave her lips. it’s a bit hard to tell at first if she likes the drawing…
~Then she smiles gleefully. Spinning around with the drawing still in her hands and hugging it to her chest (not so gently as Leah but the drawings fine ^^). She goes to hug the farmer but stops when they realize they’re still covered in mud. So, instead, she gently lays her hand on their shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.
~”You made me look so pretty! Thank you! If you maybe… clean up a little maybe you can join Emily and I for dinner?” The farmer happily agrees. At dinner time is when Haley hugs them properly now that their clean. Even going as far as to compliment the shampoo they used. “So much better now that all the mud is gone!” (It’s a compliment, I promise)
~At dinner time, the farmer can see Haley’s placed the drawing in a frame and has it in her living room where everyone can gaze upon her beauty capture by the farmer.
ᡣ𐭩 Harveyᡣ𐭩
~”Alright (Farmer), just take this medication as directed and make sure to stay hydrated okay? And try to be careful in those mines!” Harvey’s gives the farmer a friendly smile as they are discharged from their clinic. Linus having brought them him when he found them exhausted in mines some time during the day. He was glad to see they were alright and hoped they found some time to get some rest.
~As his going to finalize his paperwork and pass it on to Maru, he sees an envelope on top of his other paperwork… when did that get there? He read his name on the letter, lightly pulling it from his clip board. He rest up against the counter, pulling the drawing from inside. A drawing of him taking a stroll through the patchy area in town. It’s so lovely… it takes him a moment to realize it is him. “From… (Farmer)”
~His so touched by the kind gesture he just stand there for a long time. Maru has to come find him to notify him he has Marnie waiting for him and he quickly has to tuck away the piece of paper in his coat. Clearing his throat and desperately trying to compose himself. “Sir your face is a little red are you okay?”
Stutters out a: “O-Oh yes! I-I’m fine just a little warm is all.”
~His a little distracted throughout the day and he can’t seem to stifle the rapid beating of his heart. His already thinking of something he can give to the farmer as appreciation… but he can’t seem to find anything he deems would speak his gratitude… Oh well maybe…!
~After locking up the clinic for the day, he catches the farmer out of the corner of his eye. He hollers for them and smiles brightly as they approach him. He lightly scolds them for not being in bed and resting, but quickly forgives them when they show him the bottle of water tucked away in their overalls (Or however farmer may carry this item ^^)
~”Oh and thank you for the uh… letter you left me. That was nice of you…” Is a blushing red mess and his nervously fiddling with his hands. “Um don’t worry about the bill this time. I’ll take care of it… just this one.” His startled when the farmer hugs him out of nowhere. The scent of the earth coming of their clothes makes his mind go a little blank., though deep down he enjoys the interaction.
~Has the drawing carefully tapped onto his clipboard so he always had it with him.
ᡣ𐭩Emilyᡣ𐭩
~Emily’s happily bursts through the doors of the saloon for her shift. There dosen’t seem to be too many patrons yet as she walked over to the other side of the counter. Gus appeares suddenly and catches her attention. “Hey! Secret admirer left this for you.” He claims with a wink as he slides over an envelope to her.
~”Oh! A secret admirer?” She looks at her name on the letter fondly. Closing her eyes as she holds it up above her face, almost if she were trying to conjure a face of who would have left this for her. The anticipation becomes too much as none of the faces she makes seem’s right. She impatiently opens the letter and finds the drawing of her dancing elegantly inside.
~She gasps and her eyes double in size…. Then promptly screams in absolute delight, jumping up and down on her feet. Gus shaking his head and smiling in the back ground while he prepares for the salon. “Make sure to read the bottom left corner.” When Emily hears this, she seizes her jumping and looks back at the drawing. From: (Farmer)
~ It’s at that exact moment farmer walks through the front doors. Emily sequels happily upon seeing them. Immediately running to practically jump into their arms. “(Farmer)! This is so sweet, I love it so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She gives you a tender kiss on the cheek that has farmer melting. Me too farmer, me too.
~Invites them to have a drink at the bar while she works. Every so often coming over to talk with them. Anyone can tell she has an extra pep in her step and her eyes are dazzling every chance she speaks with the farmer.
~ Frames the drawing and places it in a special spot in her room. Frequently picks it up and talks to it as if it the farmer themselves.
ᡣ𐭩Elliotᡣ𐭩
~Elliot is peacefully taking his afternoon walk, his mind a bit busy with thinking about his writings. On his way back, he crosses paths with the farmer. Seemingly in a mad dash to get where they were going, though they do wave at each other and smile before they disappear from his sight.
~Upon returning home, he instantly spots the envelope on his door. “My, my, what is this?” He says to himself, gingerly picking up the letter and delicately prying it open. Inside, is a beautiful drawing of him at his piano. A hushed gasp leaves his lips. He covers his mouth with his finger tips as his in pleasant shock. His eyes travel all over the drawing until he finds the signature at the bottom. From: (Farmer)
~He shakes his with a smile on his face. “Oh, that farmer.” He speaks lovingly. He takes the drawing inside where he sets it on his piano like a sheet of music. Theres something brand new brewing in his mind. He sits himself before the piano, fingers tapping away at the keys experimentally. Until theres a new song dancing on them. It’s not long before his scribbling notes on blanks sheet music.
~Before the sun goes down, Elliot decides to take one final stroll through town. In hopes to find the farmer still running their many errands. Lucky for him, he finds them doing just that. Snagging them as gently as he by the arm, he playfully swings them around. “There you are (Farmer)! If I may have a few moments of your time.”
~Sits them down on the nearest bench and shows them the song he wrote for them. (Yay swooning yet?) Together they sit and chat long after the suns gone down. Invites them over the following day so he can preform said song for them. “For your art of me. I was touched by it (farmer), allow me to show you my appreciation.
~The drawing sits on one side of his piano much like sheet music
ᡣ𐭩Abigail ᡣ𐭩
~Abigail is wondering the valley late into the evening. Hitting all of her usual spots and now headed for the graveyard. It’s a pretty normal evening when she first arrives. Then theres something laying on the ground that catches her eye. An envelope with her name on it, sitting in the middle of a gravestone. “Ooooh, spooky!”
~She reached for the envelope and looks over the writing. She turns it over a few times to see if there’s anything else mysterious about the object. When she dosen’t find anything more, Abigail opens the letter. Finding a drawing of her playing her instrument in a majestic looking manner. “From: (Farmer)”
~She holds the drawing up to the light to admire the details closer. She’s so touched by the gesture. She has half the mind to run over to the farmers house right now. But decided to simply find them in the morning. By the time she gets there, they’ll be long asleep.
~Best believe as soon as she wakes up for the day shes at the farmers door knocking. When they open the door, she dosen’t waste a second in throwing her arms around the farmers neck in an embrace. “Thank you so much for the drawing! It’s beautiful! I had to come over and say thank you!”
~She’ll stay awhile and chat with the farmer before heading home. But not before she invites them over to possibly have a game night or hangout at the salon.
~Frames the picture and has it in her room where she sees it at least once each day.
ᡣ𐭩Alexᡣ𐭩
~His outside throwing the football to himself before deciding to come inside. His grandparents are out and about at the moment, so he decides to sit at the kitchen table. Once his settled, he noticed something on the table. White envelope sitting undisturbed with his name on the front.
~Thinking its a note from his grandmother, he opens it without a second thought. His face drops when he sees the drawing of him inside. Football in hand. He gawks for a moment, totally caught off guard by the illustration. At the bottom he finds the infamous signature: From: (Farmer)
~He smirks at the discovery. Leaning his head into his palm while still holding the paper with admiration in his eyes. His ears momentarily perk up as he hears a familiar voice outside. His granny, and behold, the farmer themselves!
~Alex quickly gets up from his chair and quickly makes his way outside. Nearly running into his grandmother, she walks inside with a happy, knowing smile on her face. Chasing after the farmer, he catches them just in time. “Running away when you’ve left me such a charming gift?” His smirking but his mostly playing around.
~ Chats with the farmer and manages to slip in they should come over for dinner with him and his grandparents. To which farmer gladly agrees.
~While Alex was away flirting with the Farmer, his grandmother finds the image on the table and decides to place it on the fridge. Alex dosen’t have the heart to move and honestly its the perfect place for it.
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ss-aquarium · 1 year
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SDV Bachelors + Fatherhood >--)))°< (PT.2)
●☆○°☆ How the Bachelors are as Fathers ☆°○☆●
|| Paring : {Elliott, Sam, Sebastian x reader}
|| Wordcount : [852]
|| Tags : (Fluff, slight Angst, Headcannons, Established Relationship)
|| Warnings : *Spoilers for Sam’s 14-heart event*
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Elliott
Develops an entire children’s library in the nursery, might try to name your kid after a character from a novel he likes
Starts drafting children’s books with your kid as the main character; incredibly proud if your kid wants his stories read at bedtime
Teaches them to read at the speed of light, that kid’s AR levels are through the roof, might self-assign summer reading once they’re in school
That kid has incredible English and writing grades, Elliot probably gets tricked into editing papers when he gets frustrated with revision and might cause a call home about potential plagiarism (why is this 2nd grader using words like “robust” and “forlorn?”)
#1 hair braider, would love a little girl to doll up and practice different hairstyles, very willing to be dolled up for tea parties
Extremely sentimental and marks every single milestone, has too many photo albums, celebrates every graduation, cried uncontrollably when your kid took their first steps
Is definitely the type of parent to leave handwritten notes in you kid’s lunchbox
Wants a large family because he spent so much time isolated and pretty lonely before you moved to the valley, doesn’t pressure you but drops a lot of hints that he wants more than 1 kid
Takes your kids to the beach, will play mermaids, will ask you to play mermaids with them 
Beach day ends in campfire stories around the pit outside his old cabin, maybe “camping” in the cabin 
Likes to play piano for your kids, very proud if they developed musical interests
Literally over the moon if your kid is a bookworm/writer, will not stop recommending authors and series or asking to read their latest works- very supportive
Sam
Resident “cool dad” 
Super lax but strict when is counts, big brother-ing heavily influences his parenting style in a “don’t tell ‘mom’” way, meaning he’ll let them get away with a lot as long as they don’t go telling on him
You’ll have to parent for 2 in the beginning cause Sam’s not used to so much responsibility but he’ll catch on pretty quickly, proud of himself when he starts taking the “dad” role seriously
Vincent was super excited and was one of the first people who got to hold the baby, brags to Jas that he’s got lots of responsibilities as a new uncle
Sam probably likes showing off on the half-pipe and teaches your kid how to skate, very proud if he you guys raise a sk8ter like him
Styles you kid’s hair if they ask, then you’ll have 2 super saiyans around the farm with hair full of rock-hard hair gel
When he got his kid's show gig he ran a lot of drafts through Vincent and your kid, both were super excited seeing him on TV, both bragged about it for weeks and acted like superstars
Loves taking your kid to concerts, both of them decorated headphones for your kid to wear, definitely headbangs to the mildest children's songs to make your kid laugh
Very proud band parent if your kid decides to do band (would prefer band to orchestra cause he can't yell in concert halls)
Jodi is a very proud Grandma and enjoys seeing Sam so mature and responsible; her baby has a baby now
Kent is a little slow on the uptake but is still loving towards his grandkid, will attend veteran's day at your kid's school
Sebastian
Least likely to want children but really loves your kid, finds parenting as a way of healing his childhood trauma (reparents himself)
Very supportive dad and never belittles your kid's achievements or decisions, doesn't want to stifle them like he'd been
Buys motorcycle helmets for the kid even if you say no to him taking them on rides, it's the thought that counts to him
Creates family campaigns for you and your friends to try and get you kid into ttrpgs, will buy/use your kid's toys as minifigs
Would love a lil computer nerd he talk shop with, probably teaches your kid to code once they're older
Obsesses over frog-themed baby clothes and toys, likes to play leapfrog with your kid but will stop after like 2 hops cause he has a bad back from poor posture at his computer (probably makes dad noises even though he's in his early 20s)
Would rock the baby by bouncing it on his leg while he has the coffee shakes coding late at night
Aunty Maru pt.2 cause she will love this kid so much, she'll make little science experiments to teach them about chemistry and robotics
Robin LOVES the kid because Sebastian's finally out of the basement and has a family to care for; basically all she's ever wanted
Demetrius cares for the kid, might chastise Sebastian's parenting but tries to be respectful about it, also makes science experiments about ecology and takes your kid on field study trips
This kid is definitely going to be valedictorian like this is the prime environment for a little nerd
Sebastian would probably let them get a tattoo as a graduation present, might even get a matching one
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shanesbluechicken · 1 year
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Taking Shane to the mines
Sam
TW: mentions of alcohol
Personally I think he'd be one of the best mining partners. Sure, he isn't as fit and athletic as he used to be back when he still played gridball, but he does a lot of physical work at Joja Mart. Besides I think he'd be the least scared of the monsters.
Definitely has enough pent up anger to let it all out on the creatures that are crawling in the depths of the mines.
His very first encounter with a slime went like this-
Shane: Wtf are these little shits?! *he says while slicing them up without a second thought*
You lend him your sword, because he feels more comfortable protecting you instead of letting you handle the fighting yourself. Shane also has no idea what materials you exactly need.
He follows your every step and before a monster can even lock onto you, he already charges at them like a damn torpedo.
You two do need a lot of breaks tho, because he lacks stamina from all the alcohol.
But all in all, you're incredibly impressed with him and don't be shy about it. Shane loves to hear your praises.
After a while he genuinely starts to enjoy going to the mines with you and gets excited everytime he sees you infront of Joja Mart after his shift to ask him if he wants to come with you.
Farmer: *happily mining*
Meanwhile Shane swinging the sword: DISRESPECT YOUR SURROUNDIIIIIIIIINGS
After every trip you either cool down at his or your place with some snacks and drinks and get cleaned up. Sometimes you accidently wake up Jas and she sits with you guys as she listens to your epic monster stories with big eyes.
Marnie is lowkey highkey worried abt the two of you, but she knows that her constant speeches abt the danger of the mines won't stop you. She secretly loves seeing you and Shane hang out so often. These are the rare times he actually smiles over his entire face.
In some moments when you're panting and all sweaty he glances over to you, but makes sure that you don't catch him. (You do tho. Everytime.)
Naturally you do the same when he's all worn out ;)
The entire town hears your loud giggles and conversations when you head home in the middle of the night. The first few times the people didn't even recognize Shane's voice, because you know he never giggles.
For him this is a very welcome change now that he spends his evenings basically "working out" instead of drowning his sorrows in beer.
I might do some more of these mine headcanons with the other characters and of course you're free to request more🤗
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carmen-is-away · 3 months
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angsty elliott headcanons.
content warnings: self harm, toxic relationships, mental illness, violence?, mentions of abuse
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He gets attached very quickly to people he’s interested in romantically and will ignore red flags and/or try extremely hard to make them fit them into the idealized narrative he’s created of them in his head
He tends to isolate himself from others once he’s in a romantic relationship and hardly ever spends time with people besides his partner
He worships his partner, I’m talking devoting his whole life to making them happy and ignoring his own wants most times
Loves his partner wholeheartedly and is willing to do almost anything for them, even if they’re not always the best to him
He very desperately wants to be loved
He begrudgingly disowned his parents, they were terrible towards him and never supported him along with being horribly neglectful and abusive albeit having more than enough time and money to do so
He gets violently angry and destructive when his writer’s block is at its peak.
I’m talking throwing his journal across the room and shoving everything off of his desk. He’s pulling his hair and yelling and destroying his surroundings and probably hurting himself
He makes sure to not let his partner or anyone see this though. He hates when people worry about him.
It’s usually followed up by a long and sob and horrible depression episode that lasts somewhere from a few weeks to months.
What can I say? He feels his work very strongly
That also goes for the opposite
He’s running to read you his latest poem because he’s fallen in love with it and he expects you to as well
He may have even brought himself to tears
He will be all over you and ready to jump over the moon if you love it as much as he does
If you aren’t as tender as enthused as he hopes you’ll be or you judge his work harshly with less than constructive criticism, it will be a large blow to his ego and it will break his heart a little
He will understand if you’re busy or tired or not able to put your full focus on it, but if you can and you aren’t, or you're being an asshole, he’s super hurt and he may not always admit or display that in front of you
He craves validation, please give it to him, he might actually go insane without it
He also needs affection. He’s very insecure and will begin to wonder if you’re not attracted to him if you haven’t been affectionate with him in a while. He’s been quite touch starved for a long time
Elliott’s a very broken man and he requires a lot of patience and attention
He needs security and stability and someone who won’t take advantage of him
Please give him the space to make decisions and be accepting of him and give him your attention
Despite his terrible mental health, he’s a wonderful partner and father. Even when he’s doing terribly, he’s all ears and open arms for his family
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fandom-imagines · 2 years
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Shane comforts you
Fandom: Stardew Valley
Pairing: Shane x Reader
Warnings: Break-up (not Shane), kissing
Before the breakup:
When you come to Shane excited that you have a new partner, he’s oddly upset
He didn’t know that he was romantically attracted to you until that exact moment
He realised that he didn’t want anyone to be with you besides him
But he had to act happy for you!!
“Woah, Y/N/N, I’m so happy for you!”
You just grin at him
During the breakup:
When you call Shane up crying, he’s straight over to see you
He’s worried since you didn’t say what had happened over the phone, just that you needed him
(He won’t admit it, but he practically ran to the farm)
When he gets there, you’re sat on the porch engulfed in a blanket with tears running down your face
His heart breaks a lot little
“Are you okay?” He asks breathlessly, cursing himself for such a stupid question.
“I-I mean clearly not, but!”
You just laugh at his nervous stuttering and blushing cheeks.
Instead of answering his question, you just shuffle across the porch to give him a place to sit on the steps
You both sit there in silence for a few seconds before you rest your head on his shoulder
“Me and my partner broke up.”
Suddenly everything makes sense to Shane
And he feels bad for being somewhat relieved/happy
“I’m sorry…”
You just shrug
“It is what it is. Thank you for coming.”
He simply hugs you
You spend the night together watching shitty movies, laughing and crying, and eating ice cream
Post breakup:
Things are slowly getting back to normal
You and Shane have spent more time in the last few weeks than you ever had before
In turn, this means you are also getting closer than before
There had always been some romantic tension there, but it was clearer than before
Each day was getting harder and harder for Shane to hide his feelings
The same goes for you
You two were just sitting on a bench outside the saloon one day
Shane was drinking a soda after having quit drinking cold turkey
You were both laughing and joking about something that neither of you could remember when you suddenly went quiet, staring into the distance
“Y/N?” A voice calls out and the way you tense doesn’t go unnoticed by Shane who places a hand on your shoulder
The mysterious figure walks over, revealing it to be your ex
Now it was Shane’s turn to tense
Thoughts were racing through his head, as well as some jealousy, even though you hadn’t replied to your ex
Both Shane and your ex waited for a response, but you simply turned back to Shane with a smile and continued your conversation from before
Shane was more confused than your ex was
Your ex was becoming more agitated than confused as time progressed
“Y/N, you’re seriously ignoring me for this guy?”
Those were the words that made you snap
You shot up out of your seat and began cursing your ex out
You referred to Shane as your boyfriend multiple times throughout the cursing and Shane was blushing so hard
You kept complimenting Shane whilst also insulting your ex which made Shane blush even more
Eventually your ex took the hint and left
You and Shane sat in an awkward silence
“Sorry, you probably didn’t want me to call you my boyfriend.” Was the first thing you said
Shane shot up, spilling his soda over himself
He didn’t care, he just wanted to make sure you knew that he wasn’t embarrassed
“I’d be lucky to be your boyfriend”
He immediately realised what he had said
“You mean that?”
Shane silently nodded
Rather than speaking, you turned to face Shane fully, placing your hand on the back of his neck and lifting your lips to press against his
“I’d be lucky to call you my boyfriend.” You whispered as you pulled away
“Then why don’t you?”
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finalboyyy · 2 years
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waistbasket (yandere!sam/reader) (nsft)
just to be clear sam is an adult the last line is meant in a silly way he's like 20!! also i crossposted this
yandere!sam (stardew valley)
sams stolen a few of your clothes and now he's having fun with them
cw: yandere content, nsft
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The room is filled with heavy breathing, soft gasps and moans, and the creaking of the bed shifting under weight. The sheets cling to the corners of the bed for dear life as the man resting on top of the mattress disg his heels into it. Sam's vody is spread out over his bed, his pants clumsily discarded to some corner of the floor while he holds his shirt tight between his teeth. A futile attempt to silence himself. After all... how could he be quiet thinking about you?
Your under shirt had "gone missing" earlier that week. You didn't remember if you had accidentally thrown it out or not so you chocked it up to forgetfulness. You'll get another. You hadn't noticed the night you came home from the mines, exhausted and bloody, that everything in your house had been rifled through. A pair of your worn underwear had been stolen too.
Now here was the culprit alone in his room, your sweat and blood stained undershirt held against his nose. His hand worked his shaft over at a rate that just wasn't satisfying enough. His heels dug into the sheets getting a grip as he thrust his hips to the air. A low whine filling the room. More. Sam needed more. He was desperate for your eyes on him staring with adoration, your voice calling his name and begging for more, your hands calloused from farm work gripping him like he did himself. All he wanted was you.
He took a deep breath soaking in your scent. The hand around his weeping cock tightened it's grip as he forced himself not to ruin it yet. More. He needed more. His hips quickly went back to desperately fucking into his hand.
"Fuck baby... (Y/N) you take me so well." Sam's hand moved trying to keep up with his thrusts but ultimately failing any sort of rhythm. Too desperately horny from the edging for anything cohesive.
"That's it baby. You're mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine." The words repeated like a prayer to you, begging you to be his.
"Gonna fill you. Gonna mark you so deep. Fuck baby." Sam's desperate grunts and moans were only muffled by your clothes he had buried in his face.
"Fuck. Fuck. Mine. My (Y/N). Fuck. You're mine." He became more incoherent devolving into moaning your name and the word 'mine' over and over.
He couldn't force himself not to cum anymore, the urge too desperate. His legs were shaking as he held his hips in the air, spurts of thick white cum spilled out from him. More leaked down his cock and mixed with his precum. His body began to come down from his high, still shaking from how good it felt. His cock twitched, going limp against his thigh. Sam's mind was completely empty for a good minute, nothing but your sweet scent in his senses.
When he came back from reality, even with his legs feeling like jelly, he began to clean himself up. He always had lots of tissues ready. He started wiping off himself and his sheets before he hid your stolen undershirt. Once his body was cleaned and evidence of his sins all discarded in his wastebin Sam pulled out your stolen underwear.
Despite how spent his body was his cock still twitched in delight seeing the garments that had touched you so intimately. He brought the underwear to his face and breathed in your scent until he was lightheaded, swimming in you. Then with his cock already stiff and leaking again, he slipped your underwear on. It was tighter on him only because of how small you were comparatively. The way it gripped him so snugly, his thighs, his aching cock. It was so easy to imagine it was you, he was so close to you he was inside you. He rubbed his hand over the bulge that was being forced down. He couldn't jerk off again but it was too much not to atleast absorb all of you while he could.
"Soon... (Y/N) I promise..."
The next day you had dropped by in the morning to deliver a meal for Jodi, something to give her a break from some of her chores. While you were there you went to see Sam who was practicing in his room. You were looking around his bookshelf, wandering closer to his dresser when...
"Hey. Please don't look in there." He was motioning to his waist basket. From a cursory glance you could see tissues. Oh, well... he is still a growing boy after all.
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love languages w/ the bachelors!
Alex: Physical Touch. He really just loves to touch you, because it makes him feel more connected to you. He especially loves when you feel up his muscles while he flexes and shows off, but he also likes simple things like holding your hand or having his arm wrapped around your shoulder.
Elliott: Words of Affirmation. Words are something that have always meant a great deal to Elliott, and there are a choice few he loves hearing you say. I love you is the simplest one, but he loves when you tell him the things he does to make you happy, or how much brighter he’s made your days.
Harvey: Acts of Service. To him actions have always spoken louder than words, and he would love a significant other who would do simple things for him. Waking up to having coffee already made, the dishes already done, his files down in the office organized, etc. are sure ways to make him feel loved.
Sam: Physical Touch. His favorite way to touch is kissing, and he just can’t ever get enough; he even kisses you in front of his mother, though those are the more tame cheek or forehead kisses. He especially loves when his own face is peppered in kisses, especially if that’s how you wake him up in the morning.
Sebastian: Quality Time. Sebastian just wants someone around him who can enjoy some of the same things he does, and who doesn’t mind giving him their undivided attention for a few hours. When he finds someone who he can sit with in comfortable silence, doing whatever, is when he knows he’s found his true love.
Shane: Words of Affirmation. He needs a lot of support, a lot of positivity shoved right in his face when he needed it most. It was a tricky situation as he had to be in the mood to hear it or he’d only get embarrassed/annoyed at your antics, telling you that you didn’t have to lay it on that thick. But as long as you’re honest he takes your words to heart. 
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sdv-roseglass-farm · 12 days
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NSFW - First time with Elliott
Elliott x Fem!reader
Warnings: smut, fingering, vaginal penetration, fluff, unprotected sex, aftercare
Not proofread, so if there are any mistakes let me know!
Requested by @birdgirl98
Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it :) It went on for a bit longer than I anticipated, but I hope it makes up for how long it took to write it, haha xx
Word count: 3,478
I rest my head on the wall of my home behind me, watching idly over my ducks swimming around in the pond. Checking my watch for the time for what feels to be the 50th time within the past few minutes. My eyes dart towards between the three paths leading up to my farm, my leg bouncing due to my nervousness, waiting for Elliott to come over.
After waiting a few more minutes, I finally see him walking up the farm from Cindersap Forest, with his ginger hair glowing in the late afternoon sun. I watch, a smile slowly forming on my face as I admire him gracefully walking towards me. He admires the summer spangles and sunflowers as he goes past, before looking up and noticing me.
"Hello, my dear! Apologies for being late, I got caught up in my reading. The farm looks glorious, which is not a surprise with how much hard work you put into it. " He greets, climbing the stairs onto the front porch and stands in front of me, before leaning down and softly kissing me.
When we pull apart, I blush before patting the seat beside me. "It is alright, I was wondering if we could talk about something." I look back towards the ducks, while interlocking our hands.
"Of course we can mon amour. Is everything alright? You have seemed to be in deep thought these past few weeks. Whatever it is, if there is anything I can do to help hun, all you have to do is ask." Elliot says, sitting down and kissing the back of my hand, gently rubbing his thumb along my wrist.
"I know - and it is nothing bad, I promise. I just..." I trail off slightly, feeling the heat rise on my cheeks, "I have been thinking about us being more physically intimate."
I feel Elliott freeze for a second, before continuing to rub his thumb over my wrist. I turn to face him, noticing his face has reddened and he is staring at me in surprise.
"We don't have to rush into anything, I want us both to be comfortable if we ever come to that point in our relationship, but I do believe that I am ready," I state, squeezing his hand and smiling softly, feeling reassured by his own reaction.
He smiles back, before gently putting his hand on my cheek and leaning closer. "While I have not been with someone intimately before, I can safely assure you my dear that I would like nothing more than to share my first time with you. How far is it you would like to go?"
I lean into his hand, grateful Elliott is so good at communication. "I would like to see how we go mostly, but I think I am ready to have sex."
Elliott nods attentively, before standing up and lightly tugging on our joined hands. "Why don't we take this inside, my angel. While we do not have to do anything today, I would rather not have anyone come over for something and interrupt our conversation."
I nod in understanding, knowing that Jas, Vincent and Leo in particular like to visit frequently to see the animals. We walk into my home, pausing to take off our shoes, before Elliot leads the way to the sofa and guiding me into his lap. The cool summer breeze from the window contrasting the heat I felt from his lap. He wraps one of his arms around my waist, and places his other hand back onto my cheek.
"How do you want to go about this my dear? I do not want to make you uncomfortable at any point, or as though you must carry on for my sake," Elliott asks staring at me intently.
I smile at him, grateful for his concern. "I know, love. I promise you, if I am uncomfortable even just by our position I will tell you. I know I am not as good with words as you, but I do believe I have gotten good at communicating," I tease.
Elliott chuckles softly, "Indeed you have, mon amour. I just do not want you to feel pressured in any way."
I kiss him softly on his lips, the overwhelming love I feel for him causing me to feel as though my heart will burst out of my chest. "What about you? Are you okay with having sex? I don't want you to feel pressured either, especially not just because I am ready for this step in our relationship."
Elliott smiles back at me, squeezing my waist fondly, "I can assure you my dear, I will tell you if I become uncomfortable or wish to stop."
I grin, before leaning back in and kissing him. Our mouths move together, as he tightens his grip on my waist. I wrap one of my arms around his shoulders, using my other hand to brush through his hair.
I feel his warmth breath against my skin as we pull apart, before going back towards my mouth as though we were two magnets. I tug on the collar of his jacket, pulling it down his shoulders, with him helping to remove it while keeping me close. Once the jacket is removes, I fling it over the back of the sofa, uncaring about if it ends up on the floor.
I feel Elliott's hands untuck my shirt and begin to brush against my bare waist, "Is it this okay, hun?" He asks, pulling away slightly. I admire the redness of his cheeks and at how swollen his lips had become.
"Yeah, it is alright," I respond, smiling and quickly pulling him back into our kiss. I feel his soft hands press against my skin, causing me to shiver. I drag my hands down Elliott's back, feeling the thin cotton of his shirt, glad that the warm weather caused him to skip is usual necktie and waistcoat.
He moves his hands to the bottom of my shirt, now fully untucked from my trousers, and lifts it off me. I blush, feeling his eyes soak in the sight, before I focus on undoing the buttons of his shirt. Once done, he quickly helps me remove it and pulls me back in.
"Wait," I say pulling away, causing him to immediately look at me in concern, "let's move this to my bedroom. The sofa is new, and sheets are much easier to clean," I joke with a slight chuckle. Elliott laughs lightly in response as we both quickly head to my bed.
When we get in the bedroom, I immediately sit on the bed and pull off my socks, and then move further up the bed. Elliott follows me, climbing onto my lap and pulling me back in for a kiss.
I intertwine my fingers into his hair once more, holding him close to me. I feel his hands move down from my jaw, slowly tracing along my body before coming to my bra clasp.
"Is it alright for me to remove it?" He asks, pulling away, panting. I nod, staring at his beautiful face, wondering how I got so lucky to be with someone so incredible.
I feel him remove my bra, pulling it down my arms, before chucking it on the floor. I watch as he drinks in the sight of my breasts.
"You are even more stunning than I could have ever imagined, my dear," he whispers, looking back up at me. I flush, an bashful smile immediately breaking out on my face, feeling entrapped in his unwavering gaze.
"Been imagining me undressed a lot have you?" I tease, watching as he chuckles, his smile making my heart feel as though it was going to pound out of my chest.
"More than I will ever admit," he confesses, "may I touch you?"
I nod, grabbing a hold of his left hand and bringing it to my collarbone. I watch as he goes back to paying attention to my chest, his hands slowly moving across my skin. His right hand moves up my stomach, as though he was trying to map out every part of my body in detail.
Finally reaching my chest, he lightly caresses the skin, rubbing his thumb over my nipple, watching how it tightens at his attention. He slowly puts more pressure into his grasps, beginning to knead the my breasts, causing my to feel flashes of arousal make their way down my body. I let out a light moan, my head falling back as I focus on the pleasure and how Elliott's hands feel on my body.
Looking up at my reaction, Elliott leans down and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. I let out another moan as the increase in pleasure, and at how good the warmth and wetness of his mouth feels. I feel wetness building from my cunt, the feeling of his tongue teasingly swiping at my hardened nipple increasing my want for him. Loving how I am responding to his actions, Elliott uses his hand to play with my other breast, teasingly rubbing and lightly pinching and pulling at my nipple.
My hand tightens on his hair, the increase in pleasure causing my to slightly begin to rock my hips, feeling myself becoming more slick and desperate for him. I look down at Elliott, catching his intense stare, before he switches his position onto my other breast, and continuing to pinch and pull on the breast that was just in his mouth.
My hips continue to rock with desperation, my pussy becoming more wet, craving for more. With my own movement, I feel Elliot's cock harden and twitch on my lap, his own hips beginning to move.
Eventually, after what feels like hours of blissful pleasure and teasing, he pulls away from my breast. I watch, noticing his red, puffy lips having a thin trail of saliva attached to my nipple, which has reddened and hardened under his constant attention.
"More please," I say, pulling my hands away to undo my belt. Elliott quickly follows, helping me tug down my trousers and undoes he own belt to follow along.
I lay down, dragging him with me, trailing kisses along his neck, sucking and nipping lightly at the skin, causing him to moan. I feel his hand drift along my thigh, getting closer to my underwear.
"Is it okay for me to go further?" he asks, stopping just below the thin material, that at this point is sticking to my skin with how soaked it has become.
"Yes, please Elliot," I moan into his neck. Without anymore hesitation he rubs his fingers against my covered cunt, beginning to make himself familiar with it.
"Heavens mon amour, you are soaking wet. All this just for me?" he states, running his fingers along my slit. I feel the tip of his fingers slightly brush against my clit and moan, my hips chasing after his touch.
Seeing my desperation, Elliot pulls my underwear down, finally seeing my completely bare.
"Oh you are so stunning my dear, I cannot find the words to describe your beauty. I feel as though Yoba has blessed me for allowed me to ever see such a sight, let alone allowing me to be the one to bring you such pleasure," Elliot rambles, his eyes soaking in the sight of me splayed out below him.
I spread my legs further, his words and intense gaze only arousing me more. With my movement, he quickly snaps his attention back to my cunt. He leans down slightly to get a better look, using his fingers to pull my cunt lips apart, allowing him to see just how drenched I have become.
"This especially is a sight that can never be beaten. Your pussy is so soaking wet for me, hun," he runs his index finger along my cunt, watching as my hole twitches from his touch, noticing my moan when he brushes against my clit. He rubs his finger on my clit gently, applying a bit more pressure, gazing up at me as though I was the most beautiful thing on earth.
The pleasure erupts through my body, my nerves feeling as though they are being electrified. I moan, gripping tightly onto his shoulders as he plays with the swollen bundle of nerves.
"May I use my fingers to stretch you out my dear?" He asks in a husky voice, causing me to nod eagerly.
"Please, Elliott, it feels so good," I whimper, knowing he likes hearing how I am feeling.
As he slides one of his long fingers inside of me I inhale sharply, feeling him sliding in with ease. I hear him let out a moan, as he slowly drags his finger back out of my cunt, before pushing it back in.
"Oh fuck," he groans, unable to pay attention to anything else around him, "your so wet I just glide straight in. It is so warm, and tight, you are just pulling me in," he begins to speed up the movement of his finger, feeling along my walls and familiarising himself with the tight, wet space. After a few more times, he slides in another one of his fingers. The slight stretch adding to your pleasure, as he watches instantly at how soaked his fingers become with your slick.
I watch how entranced Elliott seems, his eyes darting between focusing on my cunt and on how my breasts rise and fall with my shaky breaths, broken up with moans. Looking further down, I notice the dark patch on his boxers where his precum has been leaking, his cock aching and twitching in anticipation, begging him for more, but being ignored by Elliott's desire to pleasure me.
I sit up slowly, bringing Elliot's attention back to me, causing him to pause his actions, "y/n? Are you okay? Do you want to stop?" he asks, ready to stop within an instant.
"I am more than okay," I say, kissing him softly before pulling away again, "just needed to change my position. I was wondering as well, if I could touch you as well?"
Elliott smiles at me, "Of course my love," before slowly removing his hand and quickly removing his boxers. I stare, noticing the length of his cock, leaking precum. Moving myself closer, allowing Elliott to sit between my legs, I reach out and wrap my hands around his shaft.
He lets out a light moan, letting his head fall onto my shoulder, while I slowly drag my hand up and down, swiping at the tip of his cock, using his precum to help move my hand quicker.
"So good, you are doing so good mon amour," Elliott rambles, kissing and sucking lightly at my neck. He moves his hand back to my cunt, pressing his fingers against my entrance once more, stretching them out in a scissor motion, causing pleasure to spread throughout my body.
Once feeling as though I am no longer as tight, Elliott adds a third finger, stretching me further than before. I moaned, with the fullness causing my cunt to tighten around his fingers.
I feel Elliott breathing heavily onto my neck, sucking lightly over my pulse point, breaking away to murmur sweet things to me, his cock throbbing in my grasp, his precum smeared all over my hand. That and the feeling of his fingers dragging against my slick walls, his thumb rubbing lightly on my clit bringing me closer to cumming.
"Elliott, I am so close," I murmur, moans and gasps uncontrollably tumbling from my lips.
"Cum for me hun, cum for me," he responds, pulling way from my neck and gazing at my face. I feel the pleasure building up, before releasing. My nerves feeling as though they are on fire, my lips tingling at the intensity.
Slowly coming to a stop, Elliott removes his fingers from me, quickly grabbing my cheeks and pulling me in for a kiss.
"Yoba, you are so beautiful, I could watch you cumming for eternity, fuck it was so hot," he murmured between kisses. I giggle slightly, feeling myself flush.
After a little longer, I pull away from Elliot, "Are you willing to go further?" I ask softly.
"Are you sure? That looked like a fairly intense orgasm," he responds.
"Yeah, I want to, if you are happy to," I state smiling at him. He nods, pulling me back close to him, kissing me gently, moving me back to laying on the bed.
Leaning down above me, he guides his weeping, throbbing cock to my glistening pussy. Pushing between my folds, my cunt wraps tightly around his cock as it buries itself deep inside of me. Elliott and I both moan at the feeling, the heat and tightness causing Elliott to pause, already feeling as though he was about to cum.
"Fuck you feel so tight around my cock, shit you feel so good mon amour, fuck," Elliot rambles, "you gorgeous pussy feels so good."
I groan, digging my fingers into his shoulder blades, wrapping my legs around his waist and entwining my fingers into his hair. I feel his balls resting against my ass, his cock deep inside me, filling me completely. I suck on his neck, creating hickeys, the heat from our bodies overwhelming.
"Can I start moving?" Elliott murmurs, his eyes shut tightly.
"Please," I respond, tightening my legs around his hips, kissing his jawline.
Slowly, he begins to pull his hips back, before pushing back in. The walls of my cunt pull him in tightly, desperate for his cock, filling me completely.
"Fuck, your pussy is just swallowing me in. You are so tight," he murmurs, picking up speed. I moan uncontrollably, the pleasure increasing once more, lighting my nerves alight as he pounds into me soaking wet cunt.
Noticing how wet I am once more becoming, Elliott moves his head further down, playing with my breasts once more, pinching, pulling and sucking on my nipples.
The mixture of the attention on my breasts with his cock pounding into me causing pressure to build up once more, my second orgasm creeping closer.
"I'm so close," I moan out, "cum in me."
At that Elliott groans, nodding his head, unwilling to pull away, picking up the pace as he gets lost in the feeling of my cunt.
"Fuck, cum for me my dear, cum around my cock," Elliott murmurs, reaching down and rubbing my clit. The overwhelming pleasure washes over me as I cum, my cunt tightening around his cock, triggering his orgasm. Elliott groans at the feeling, burying himself deep inside of me, his cum filling me up.
We lay in one another's embrace, intertwined as we come down from the intense pleasure we shared.
"Are you okay? Was everything okay for you?" I ask, tilting my head slightly in his direction.
Elliott lifts his head slightly towards me, "It was incredible y/n, you were incredible. What about you, are you alright?"
I nodded, smiling gently at him, running my hand through his hair, pushing it back, "it was incredible," I reply chuckling.
Slowly, Elliott pulls out of me, causing us both to groan. "We best go and clean ourselves up, do you want me to run a bath or would you like a shower?" He asks, holding out a hand for me.
"A bath," I respond, taking his hand, "but first I need to nip to the loo. I will be right out," I state before heading to the bathroom to clean myself up and pee.
Once I finish, I turn on the bath taps before opening the bathroom door, only to find that Elliott had stripped the bed. Hearing the bathroom door open, he walks back into the bedroom and over to me, "I just put the sheets in the laundry machine. I'll put fresh ones on after our bath."
I smile warmly, feeling my as though my heart was swelling up with love for him. Once the bath was ran, we both slide in, me leaning back against his chest.
"Are you sure you are okay? I wasn't too rough on you?" Elliott asks softly, his arms wrapped around me gently.
I smile, tilting my head up at him, "I am okay. My legs are a bit sore from the position we were in, and I think I will most likely be a little sore tomorrow, but I am okay. You were perfect. What about you?"
Elliott smiles, kissing the top of my head, "I am okay. I am honoured that you trusted me enough to be able to share this amazing afternoon with you so intimately."
I blush, before raising up slightly and kissing him softly, "I love you," I state before falling back onto his chest.
"And I love you mon amour, more than I can ever put into words."
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lilmoonbunny · 5 months
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How you started dating Shane.
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Shane loves you; he just won’t admit it to you, not first, at least. He thinks that you deserve someone way better than him and he doesn’t want to drag you down with his problems. Either way, he still wants to be your friend and will settle for just that.
However, when you start dating someone from outside of the valley, he can’t help but get immensely jealous and struggles talking to you, especially when your partner is around.
You have no idea what you’ve done to anger him, but you miss him. In fact, that’s how you realised your feelings for him and immediately broke it off with your partner; it wasn’t fair to keep stringing them along when you clearly have feelings for someone else.
Your partner actually kind of knew and was waiting for you to realise it.
Shane keeps avoiding you, he can’t stand the thought of you with someone other than him. He hasn’t properly spoken to you since you got with your partner, so he doesn’t know that you called it quits.
However, one day you get tired of him ignoring you and show up at Marnie’s whilst he’s at work. She happily lets you wait in his room with a knowing smirk. She knew Shane loves you and knew exactly what was coming.
When Shane gets home from work with a sigh, he immediately retreats to his room after greeting Jas and Marnie who just smiled at him.
“Are you going to tell me why you’ve been avoiding me?” Is the first thing he hears when he enters the room, and he just freezes.
He can’t run, you’ve moved in front of the door so he can’t get out.
“I’m not?” He tries to act casual about it and play it off as him just being busy, but he knows that he’s been caught.
You just look at him with a raised eyebrow and a knowing look. He immediately looks away.
He does feel bad, and misses you.
“Why, Shane?” You ask.
He mumbles something, but you don’t catch it and ask him to repeat it.
“Because I love you and seeing you with your partner hurts me, okay? You can go now.” Shane isn’t the best at expressing his emotions but he’s working on it wit his therapist.
You freeze for a moment, and he tries to move past you and out of the room, but you realise and grab his hand, pulling him into a tight hug.
“I love you too.” You mumble into his chest and thankfully he hears you.
Immediately blushes.
“Y-you do…?”
“Of course, dummy. Why wouldn’t I?”
He tries to start listing off reasons you shouldn’t/wouldn’t, but you just shush him and hug him again.
He wants to kiss you but still thinks you’re with your partner.
“What about…”
“We broke up. I knew I loved you and it wasn’t fair to keep leading them on.”
“Can I… *ahem* kiss you then?”
You don’t even answer him, just kiss him.
Well, at least until you hear giggling outside of the door and Shane opens the door to reveal Jas with a giddy smile on her face. He chases her around the ranch whilst she giggles, and you just smile.
You really love him…
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stardewvalleyimagines · 9 months
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Omg hi ! ,hope u're doing well! May i request some headcanons with harvey x gender neutral farmer who is clumsy and has a poor sense of self-preservation?
Btw sorry for bad English, its not my native language s2
Harvey with a clumsy and self preservation S/o
TW; injuries
Notes; A/n
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As much as Harvey loves the Farmer but when they comes in everytime with new injuries from either the mines, the desert or even accidentally striking their own foot with their garden hoe, but he's sometimes wonder if he should cover them in bubble wrap
But most of the time the Farmer is brought in with help of one of the villagers mostly it's Robin bring them in after trying to help her with sawing or Vincent and Jas after they tried to go into the mines with Farmer limping, even though they are reluctant to actually come in themselves despite the protest of his concerns saying that it's fine and they can handle it
Harvey just wants to sit down and talk about their own safety and health that it's okay to seek help especially after doing something daring, he just wants what's best for them and giving them encouragement to seek his help even if it's minor like a burn or they fell on their shoulder
Sometimes when Harvey and the Farmer go for a walk around the town or at the farm may trip on a root, walk into a tree or even fall over in open bins which afterwards Harvey will check on them for any injuries then kissing their forehead after
During the night Harvey will hold onto them in bed since they seem can't get out of hurting themselves while they sleep, he experienced it first hand in the middle of the night hearing them hit the ground even after helping them get back in bed they fall again. Sometimes Harvey finds himself on the ground with them still holding onto to him
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snailmail444 · 5 months
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for Alex (sdv)! 🧑‍❤️‍👩💦🛻
Alex SDV Head-cannons
From neon-gothicc’s ask game 💞💖
18+ MDNI NSFW
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🧑‍❤️‍👩 what is their ideal first date?
💚 Alex is a grandma’s boy at heart. He’s grown up on years of romantic stories about Evelyn and George in their prime.
💚 So when it comes to first dates? Alex’s bar is set SO high. He’s stressing himself out trying to make sure the details are absolutely perfect. A complete ball of nerves.
💚 At the end of the day, he’d decide to take you to the first place George took Evelyn. Not out of laziness, but because he’s always felt like it was magical, the way they told it.
💚 He ends up driving you out to the botanical gardens in Grampleton, and his hands are sweating the whole time. There’s a picnic basket packed up in the backseat, and he’s nervous as all hell.
💚 Aside from a couple of hiccups, the date goes over spectacular. The gardens are gorgeous, and a butterfly landed on your cheek, which Alex got a hasty picture of.
💚 It’s his new phone Lock Screen.
💦 what's a kink they didn't think they would like, but ended up enjoying?
💚 Alex hasn’t had the most experience outside of vanilla sex. Not that he isn’t open to experimenting—he definitely is—it’s just never occurred to him, and no partners have brought it up before.
💚 That said. When you bring up the idea of overstimulation? Alex is skeptical as all hell.
💚 He’s down to try anything once, but he’s pretty solidly convinced he’ll hate it. Why would anybody want that, anyway? It sounds uncomfortable.
💚 But when you’re on your knees licking the cum off his cock and not giving him a break, something in him snaps.
💚 His cock is softening and you’re rolling it across your tounge, and the too-much pleasure is writhing in his abdomen and dragging shivers down his spine. A flush has crawled all the way down to his chest, and tears are springing into the corners of his eyes, but he can’t ask you to stop.
💚 Overstim makes him a complete wreck. Babbling, incoherent, and desperate. Ever since that night, when you have the time, you’ll tie him up and make him cum until his orgasms are dry 😇
🛻 what's an unconventional place they've had sex in?
💚 Despite his bravado in conversation, when the rubber meets the road Alex is shy.
💚 Having sex anywhere but in a bedroom behind a locked door makes him nervous.
💚 There was one time that he just couldn’t help himself. You’d been at the bathhouse together, relaxing and kissing chastely. Nothing too disrespectful.
💚 But then you got cheeky and decided to grind against him. You just couldn’t help yourself. The steam and the water and his beautifully flushed face were overwhelming.
💚 At first he was nervous, groaning about how you couldn’t do it there because someone could walk in between hot, sloppy kisses.
💚 And let’s be real. Alex couldn’t handle it. His cock was throbbing in his swimsuit and your lips were bitten so perfectly red he had to have you right then and there.
💚 He came way too fast out of nerves, the jumpy anxious energy in his muscles made it impossible to hold back.
💚 Don’t worry though, you got to finish. He boosted you onto the ledge of the pool and used that talented mouth of his to punish you for teasing him 😇
Hehehe glad to see you Beets hope you liked it I know Alex is your boy lately~ 💖💞
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chronicbeans · 10 months
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Stardew Valley Imagine OMG (teaching them farmwork):
Imagine teaching whichever spouse of your choosing how to do farmwork after they move in.
Shane knows how to take care of the chickens and the other animals, but needs some help with the plants.
Harvey is a bit nervous around the animals, but tries his best. He just isn't so used to being so close to animals as big as cows and such, and from time to time Marnie comes into the clinic for help after a small injury from her animals, which makes him a tiny bit anxious. He grows to love them, though.
Sebastian loves taking care of the plants and pulling weeds. He probably needs some help with learning how to care for each plant, but finds it relaxing. Sometimes, he sees a cute frog while caring for them.
Haley is a bit anxious about getting dirty, but she does help with the plants and animals. You end up lending her some old clothes to wear while working, which she is grateful for. She loves petting the ducks. She also absolutely ADORES when you decide to grow flowers.
I could go on, but my brain would probably explode with ideas. The ADHD is still strong, lol.
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