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sashiavi · 18 days

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Puppy!Sam guarding me after I end up carrying his pups? He’s just being a good boy!

He is such a good boy :(

Puppy!Boy Sammy who got a little carried away one night, breeding up your pussy from the back over and over, rocking the bed frame hard into the wooden panel walls of your farmhouse bedroom.

He's just so delighted to find out you're going to have a litter of his puppies! Just imagining your belly swelling up over the coming months has him wagging his fluffy tail.

Oh, Puppy!Sam would be so protective of you. Shamelessly wrapping his arms around you from behind, stuffing his face into the curve of your neck and inhaling sharply. He'd absolutely prohibit you from the deep and scary mines, the most he'd let you touch is the quarry, and even then he doesn't trust that rickety minecart to bring you back safely.

Poor Dusty would tilt his head in confusion at the awful grumble Sam gives him on your way to the Tavern, arms protectively around you in a heated one sided stand off.

Silly Puppy!Sam who gets defensive when Shane makes a one off attempt at small talk with Sam, asking how you're going with everything. The glare the older man receives is enough to force him into the freezer for the rest of the shift.

Sweet Puppy!Sam would insist on helping you whenever he could. Combing your hair, making you dinner, bathing you in the tub.

Poor Puppy!Sammy can't hold himself back at the sight of your swollen achey tits, nipples pert and hard from the cool night breeze, accentuated so lovely by the sudsy bubbles of your bath.

He'd kiss you, lick your neck, bite and nibble into your supple skin. He just can't keep it together, lifting you up in a clumsy princess carry, his eyes zeroing in on the subtle swell of your growing belly squished up by your thighs as he walks you to the bedroom.

He didn't care if his clothes got all wet and soapy, not when his puppy cock strains hard against the fly of his pants.

Puppy!Sam just loves and cares about you so much! Promising he won't be too rough, ensuring he won't hurt you or your tummy, he'll just rub up on you, Kay?

His hand holds his thick, pretty puppy cock right on your swelling clit, angling it perfect on you, sticking subtly with a kiss of his drooley milky pre.

His puppy ears would flatten against his head, tail drooping stiff as he ruts and fucks between your slick folds, watching his pink tip bump your special little spot.

Puppy!Sammy whines and babbles, selfishly begging for praises -

"M' a Good Boy right?"

"Doing a good job? Hnnmph?"

"Gonna b-be careful- promise!"

And he's such a good boy, rubbing your clit with his pudgy fat tip, whimpering sweetly when he spurts his hot spatters of cum all over your pussy. He rides it out on your cunt, biting into his bottom lip with his little pointy canines.

Puppy!Sam doesn't come down easily. He fists at his cock, catching all the dribbly cream he'd dumped on your clit, dragging it down to your twitchy pulsing hole. He'd reassure you - "Jus' the tip.. Kay? Goes here.. belongs here~" He'd babble stupidly.

Poor Puppy!Sam twitches and cries when his fat puppy tip pokes into your warm hole. He promised he wouldn't, really! He didn't wanna hurt you or his pup in your tummy, but how can he resist when you're sucking him in so sweetly?

He'd really try his best to just fuck you with his tip.. Just the tip! But when your soft growing belly jiggles with his motion, when your tits wiggle subtly- poor Puppy!Sam can't help but bottom out and hump up on your cunt, pushing his cum deeper and deeper, slowly but surely urging another hot, creamy load into your weeping pussy. Your pretty pup stuffed body is just too much for him to resist!

Yoba he'd cum and cum again, unloading his seed into your cunt again and again, never learning anything after so many nights of doing it.

Dumb and filthy Puppy!Boy Sam who insists on cleaning you up with his sloppy pink tongue.

His tail wags and throat keens softly as he laps up his own sticky mess, hands pawing over your thighs and hips, massaging your joints while he fucks you again on his mouth. He'd fight the urge to sink his teeth into your cunt, to suckle a bruising mark on your sensitive clit, opting to kiss and smooch up on everything he can get his lips on.

He'd pop up with a smack of his lips and a dopey toothy grin, coming up to nuzzle at your nose, plopping a yucky wet kiss on your lips. A snuggle is in order (after he brushes his teeth)

Puppy!Sam treats his pretty, pregnant mate like a princess, waiting on you, treating your pussy with his cock and tongue, absolutely nurturing you in any way he can~

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babiebom · 6 months

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Hey brother, I am humbly requesting a SDV Sam (or Alex) fic about the harvest festival & the fortune teller. I just think it’s a cute idea to see what the fortune teller says to Sam before/after meeting the farmer

A/N: this is such a cute idea!! Since this is more of a one shot request I can do both on this post? Hopefully by the time you see this it isn’t too far into the future!! Hopefully you enjoy how I wrote this!! Sorry it took a little while!

Genre:oneshot, fluff, some angst.

Tw:mention of death, mention of depression/insecurities, cursing, 2 mentions of the war that goes on in the game.

Wc: 0.5k for Alex / 0.5k for Sam

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Alex

Alex was never one to go visit the fortune teller. He simply doesn’t really believe in magic, or the ability to see the future. Sure, there was the weird wizard that lived near the forest, and the monsters that live in the caves, but those were just outliers and didn’t have anything to do with the general population. The first and only time he went to it as an adult, was with Haley. He hated his fortune then, it tore down all his dreams and put him into an even more insecure place than he was in before.

No mom, no dad, and aging grandparents and now the woman in the tent is telling him that his current girlfriend isn’t his soulmate or the one he will end up with, and they’re saying his gridball career won’t take off and he’s going to end up in Pelican Town for the rest of his life? Actual dogshit.

It’s his own fault that he asked in the first place, he thinks. Haley wasn’t too mad with her fortune, and she didn’t seemed all that torn up about the fortune teller saying they weren’t meant for each other. It just pissed him off even more. Did this mean they were going to break up? Should they? Did he even have to listen or believe the fortune teller? It was probably just bullshit anyways, a scam to get idiots to spend more money to find out their future because she scared them. He’s never doing the stupid fortune thing again!

“Let’s do the fortune teller!” Your eyes are shining so brightly with excitement that he can’t say no. Obviously he hates the damned scam, and he didn’t have to agree but he liked you too much to disagree with visiting the woman one last time.

You shove him inside first, already looking through your backpack for your coin bag. “You go first.”

He swallows and steps up to the woman, glaring at her openly. She makes no move to react to his obvious discontent, instead waiting for him to dish out money so she could say something else to crush his hopes and dreams. At least you’re in here with him to hear what actual bullshit this is…you’re kicked out of the tent while he’s getting his fortune read.

“Hmm…I see you in the town’s square…it looks like you’re receiving a mermaid pendant. Looks like someone wants to marry you!”

“Marriage? To who?” He hopes that it’s you. You weren’t really in a relationship right now, but he does hope that it’s you giving him that pendant.

“Hmm…you’re watching a gridball match with the other guys in town…looks fun! It seems like you’ve brought everyone together.”

“The crystal ball has moved on…I see you and the farmer. You’re laughing together on the beach, looks like you’re holding a ball. The way you’re going it looks like you two are quite close! Ah…the crystal ball has gone dim. That’s all I can do for you, young one.”

Stepping out of the tent, Alex somehow feels better. He’s going to get married at some point, and you and him are going to be on good terms for a while. Maybe the fortune teller isn’t totally uncool.

Sam

The fortune teller was one of the creepiest attractions of the fair to Sam by far. Magic was something that he thought was cool, inspiring even, but that doesn’t mean he wants anything to do with it. Him, Abigail, and Sebastian get their fortunes read every single year, paying attention to whatever has changed, what has and hasn’t come true. It’s fun and sometimes a little scary when things turn out how the fortune teller said it would.

Abigail liked it the most out of the three. The year before he meets you is the first time in a while that his fortune had changed. The woman had said specifically that “someone was coming to the valley that would bring the budding success of his music.” All he really heard then was that his music career was going to take off at some point, and that’s all he really needed to keep working towards his goal.

You hold his arm tightly as you walk around the fair along with Abigail and Sebastian. It’s your first fair since you’ve come to Pelican Town, and Sam is all too willing to show you around. Besides, Pierre was probably going to win the stupid competition, again, and he wanted to be able to support you closely. Not because he has a crush or anything (he does), he’s just a good friend! “We should show the Farmer the fortune teller! See if they get a good one or not!”

This starts your groups trip to the tent. You seem a bit anxious about getting your fortune read, so like the good friend Sam is, he offers to go first and tell everyone his fortune to show you it isn’t so bad.

The woman smiles at him as he enters, and he immediately returns her positive energy. She always said good thing(except when she predicted his father was going to be deployed because of the war) so he liked her. He paid her quickly and watched as the crystal ball begins to glow.

“I see you performing on a small stage, the person who is going to support your music career is front and center. They are going to be the reason that you are performing so passionately. They buy some of your cd’s to help support you.”

He wonders for a second if that’s you. He had been feeling a little more inspired since you came around, and you never hesitated to praise him and his music when you get a chance to listen to him play in his room. “Hmm…I see you in a big house, something is playing on the television. The children seem excited about whatever is playing, so do you and the farmer. They’re smiling so brightly at you, don’t let them lose that light.”

It absolutely has to be you. He wonders what you’re so happy about, and who the kids are. Are they your kids? Maybe his mind is going too far, especially since a relationship wasn’t mentioned.

“The crystal ball is shifting…your father returns from war. He is safe, and unharmed…but he is not the same as he was. It seems that he is unhappy…oh…”

The crystal ball grows dim, maybe the last bit wasn’t totally good, but the rest of it was. He gets to perform, and you’re there cheering him on. His heart thumps as he exits the tent and meets your eyes. The way you’re looking at him is so bright. He feels excitement full his body, he has so much to look forward to.

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marmorafarms · 1 year

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Hush: Sam x Cis Female Reader

Here's another smutty fic for you guys! This time, it stars Sam! The fic is based off of Sam's 10 heart event.

Summary: Sam invites you over to talk about his feelings late one night. After nearly getting caught in his room, the two of you decide to make things even riskier and have some fun! (Based on Sam's 10 heart event)

Word Count: 3440

Warnings/Content: vaginal sex, cunnilingus, cum eating, creampie

And as usual...

18+ ONLY!

Enjoy!

The morning rays of light streamed in through your window and onto your face. You could hear the twittering of birds, and the soft bleating from your sheep. As much as you didn’t want to, it was definitely time to wake up. Rubbing your eyes, you sat up and stretched.

There was a sudden sound that made your ears perk up. It was the sound of metal on metal, and you were confused as to what it could be. You exited your house in your pajamas and looked around. Nothing seemed to be amiss. Shrugging, you decided to check your mail since you were already out there.

Your mailbox was empty save for one small piece of paper, a sentence hastily scrawled across it.

Meet me in front of my house after dark.

–Sam

Oh.

A small smile tugged at your lips. The sound must’ve been your mailbox slamming shut after Sam tossed this inside. Meet him at his house after dark? You were very curious as to what he had planned out. Sam had never suggested anything like this before. You peeked at the letter again and sighed. “After dark.” Leave it to Sam not to give an actual time.

You couldn’t lie, a similar scenario to this played through your mind every night before you went to bed. Closing your eyes to the idea of Sam holding you close, running his fingers through your hair before pressing his lips against yours…it was heaven.

As you went about your daily chores, you began to think more about the situation. Should you dress up for this? Not in a little black dress and heels kind of way, but something nicer than your dirt-stained shorts and sweaty shirt. You sniffed a pit and scowled. Yeah, you were going to change.

The day dragged on, and you found things that usually happened in a snap were taking forever. The line at Pierre’s to buy seeds. The amount of time it took for Clint to crack open a geode. Everything was taking far too long, and you almost screamed when you realized you would need to wait in line at the store again because you didn’t have what you needed to make a special fertilizer. Dammit, you were going to have to shell out for some of the fancy stuff, and you really didn’t want to.

Finally, night fell, and you decided to take your time in the shower. You washed up with your favorite soaps and even used the fancy shampoo that Haley bought for you. That damn shampoo. You had been avoiding it, and just used the normal stuff that you could get at Pierre’s. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to use the nice stuff, far from it. You did. It just seemed way too fancy to use on the regular! But tonight was special.

Well, you hoped it would be.

You looked at your wardrobe critically, trying to figure out what the hell to wear. You settled on a pretty purple bra with scalloped lace edges, matching silk panties, and a summery yellow sun dress that hit right above your knees. You knew you didn’t need to wear your nice underwear, but you were raised to always be prepared.

The walk to Sam’s place was relatively short. You had waited until 8 to head on out and hoped that would be the right time. Luckily, you were right on the money. You could see Sam waiting by his house. But he looked extremely nervous. He was biting his nails, a habit that you knew he was trying to get rid of. He only did it when he was worried, and as you approached, he started to pace.

“Sam!” you called out. He whipped around, and gave you a lopsided grin, his eyes soft.

“Hey,” he said, but his voice was much softer. He kicked the ground with the toe of his shoe.

“Everything okay?” you asked, concerned.

“Um…I just um. Well…I wanted to talk to you. In private.”

“What about?” you asked. It felt a little strange to just be standing out here, and you wondered if Sam was going to take you somewhere or not. Maybe he just had something quick to say. But if so, why would he say it in the dead of night?

“Oh, just um…” Sam shoved his hands into his pockets and cast his eyes skyward. “You know, it’s kind of cold out, don’t you think?”

You blinked. It wasn’t cold in the least, it was the middle of the summer after all. You gave him a confused look.

“I just think it might be better to go inside,” he said. “You know, my room is the warmest. We could sneak in there. Where it’s not cold,” he said nonchalantly.

“Sneak?” you said, raising an eyebrow. “We can’t use the front door?”

“My mom would freak if I brought someone to the house this late,” Sam said with a laugh. “Especially a pretty girl like you.”

“A pretty girl, eh?” you said, and a light pink blush dusted his cheeks. He cleared his throat.

“Well you are,” he said, bravely looking you in the eyes. “Everyone knows it.”

“Oh do they now?” you asked, taking a step forward. Sam’s adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly, watching you approach. You were close enough to him now that you would only have to move your hand a few inches to touch his chest.

“Y-yeah,” Sam breathed, looking at your lips. He wet his own with the tip of his tongue.

“Well I’m glad you think so,” you said, your lips ghosting his. But right before anything could happen, you pulled away. He looked a bit surprised, and you shot him a cheeky grin.

“You were going to take me to your room, right?” you said. “Where we can have some private time to… talk ,” you said, putting heavy emphasis on the last word. You both knew exactly what you meant by “talk,” and he had the decency to look embarrassed at what he had suggested.

“Only if you want,” he said quickly.

“I do,” you said. “But how are we going to get in?”

“Oh!” Sam said, face brightening. “Don’t worry about that, I left my bedroom window open.”

You chuckled and followed him, watching him bounce on the balls of his feet as he went. This felt so high school, but in the best way possible. Sneaking into a hot guy’s house through his bedroom window? This was some YA novel shit right here and you loved it.

“Alright, I’ll go first,” Sam said as the two of you approached the window, but you stopped him.

“I can go, don’t worry,” you said. The window wasn’t high up but was just high enough to where you had to bend a little to get in. You popped your ass up as you bent over to climb in, and grinned to yourself when you heard Sam burst into a coughing fit. You hoped you had also managed to flash your panties as well.

You looked around his darkened room and gently pulled the chain on his desk lamp, turning it on. The room was awash in a golden glow, and when your eyes met his, you melted. His big brown eyes looked beautiful. You always admired the golden flecks in his molten chocolate eyes, and they almost reminded you of a deer. Large and innocent, they looked you over, and you smiled.

“So I know I talk about the band like, 24 fuckin’ 7,” Sam said, closing his window with a soft click. “But, that’s not everything to me, you know? I mean, it kind of is, but that’s not the only thing that makes me happy. Not the only thing I’m passionate about,” he said, eyes blazing.

Your heart was beating a mile a minute as he reached out, taking one of your hands into his. Sam leaned down and pressed his forehead against yours, and it took all you had to keep your breathing regular.

“I’m really glad we’ve grown closer,” he murmured.

“Me too,” you said softly. “I’m so glad we’re friends.”

“About that,” Sam said, lifting his head up. “Do…do you think of me as just a friend? Like, only as a friend?”

You opened your mouth to speak, to tell him how you felt, but your words quickly died in your throat as a knock sounded on Sam’s door.

“Sam? I’m coming in!”

You and Sam exchanged terrified glances. It was his mom, Jodi!

“Quick! Hide in the bed!” Sam hissed. “Get under the covers!”

“Under the…don’t you have like a closet or–”

“No time!” Sam said, and you quickly dove under the sheets as you heard the door knob turn. If it hadn’t felt like high school before, it certainly did now! Here you were, a grown-ass woman, hiding from your crush’s mom under his bed sheets. This was so so stupid. But thrilling at the same time. The idea of getting caught was doing things to you. Positive things.

“Is something wrong darling?” you heard Jodi ask. “Wait…you weren’t…?”

“ Mom! ” Sam said, mortified. “I wasn’t…why would you even ask that?”

You wanted to laugh at his reaction to what Jodi had just implied, but you needed to keep quiet! You couldn’t blow this!

“I just heard some weird noises, that’s all,” she said. “And your face…it’s so red. You look a bit sweaty too.”

“I was doing push-ups!” Sam said wildly, and you cringed. Push-ups? What kind of dumbass excuse was that?

“Push-ups?” Jodi asked, surprised.

“Yeah! Just wanna uh…beat dad at arm wrestling! He keeps kicking my butt at it, and you know, that’s gotta stop. Right? Right. So that’s. That’s what I’ve been doing.”

Good fucking Lord.

There was a long pause, and you held your breath, waiting for Jodi to either leave or examine the room.

“Well, I guess that explains it!” Jodi said with a tinkling laugh. “Well…good luck!” she said. “I’ll leave you to it.”

“Good luck?” Sam asked.

“You want to beat your dad at arm wrestling. Good luck with your strength training,” Jodi said simply. “And be sure to have fun!”

“Okay, I will!” Sam said. You heard the door close and Sam breathed a sigh of relief.

“Finally!” he said. “That was close, too close.”

You poked your head out from under the sheets and then sat up. You leaned back slightly and looked up at him.

“About before,” you said. “I–”

“Look,” Sam interrupted. “Before you say anything I…I just want you to know that I was trying to tell you that I really like you. I think we could really have something special together. Know what I’m saying?” he asked.

You sat there in stunned silence. Honestly, you couldn’t believe that you hadn’t been the one to confess first, but you were glad it had been him. He was looking so earnestly at you and looked so open and vulnerable. This was a side you hadn’t ever seen before.

“Alright, I said it,” he said, and you realized that you had been quiet for a bit too long. “I told you how I feel.”

“You did,” you said, and scooted towards the edge of the bed. You beckoned to him, but stopped him when he got close. Gently, you placed your hands on his hips. You hooked your thumbs into his belt loops and looked up at him.

“I’d like to tell you how I feel too,” you said. “But I’ve always been more of a show don’t tell kind of person.”

Sam looked confused and let out a yelp and you yanked his hips forward. You toyed with the button to his pants and looked into his eyes.

“Let me show you,” you said, and bit your bottom lip.

“You sure?” Sam breathed.

“Hell yeah,” you said. You popped the button open and pulled his zipper down slowly. His cock was already half hard, and you kissed it gently, hands going back to his hips. Sam let out a gasp as your lips touched him.

“You’re kissing my dick before me?” he asked in a joking tone.

“Get down here if you want to kiss me,” you huffed, and he chuckled.

“You’ve got kinda a tight grip on me there baby,” he said. You let go of him, and he sat down next to you.

“Can’t believe this is happening,” he murmured, tilting your chin up with a finger. He leaned down, and your lips brushed. It was a soft, chaste kiss, and all things considered, it was quite lovely. But it wasn’t what you wanted.

“That was nice,” you said as you slung your leg across his lap, straddling him. “But this is better.”

Without pausing to let him respond, you flung your arms around his neck and kissed him long and deep. His large hands quickly found your waist, slowly moving towards your hips as you kissed. As you slid your tongue against his, Sam’s hands went lower and squeezed your ass.

“Hey there,” he whispered.

“Did you say that to me or to my ass?” you asked, raising a brow.

“Um,” Sam said, eyes wide. “To…you?”

The two of you stifled your giggles and kept kissing. This was exactly what you loved about Sam. He was cute and silly and fun . There was never a dull moment with this man, and that was just what you needed. You had come to Pelican Town at a low point in your life, and he was the ray of sunshine you needed.

Sam slid a hand under your dress and dipped his fingers into your bra. You moaned into his mouth as he rolled your nipple in between his thumb and forefinger. Your hips involuntarily jerked, your clothed crotch rubbing against him. Sam gasped, and you began to grind your hips down. His cock was only covered by the thin layer of his boxers, and when he rolled you off of him and onto the bed, you could see it was wet with precum.

“Don’t got a condom,” Sam mumbled.

“I do,” you said, forever grateful for dresses with pockets, “but…I kinda don’t want to use it,” you admitted with a blush.

“I’m clean, are you?” he asked, and you nodded.

“Perfect,” he said. “Then let’s get you out of this dress.”

“And you out of those pants,” you said. The jeans you had undone were slowly sagging below his ass, and you were sure he would trip if he tried to stand up. Sam shook his pants off and then flipped up your skirt. He reached down and touched your wet heat with two fingers.

“You’re soaked through already,” he said in a rumbling voice, running his fingers over you. He pressed a thumb where he knew your clit would be and gently began to rub tiny circles over it. You gasped out, and he gently put a hand over your mouth.

“You gotta be quiet babe,” he said. “Don’t want my parents to hear, right?”

You nodded and watched as he pulled your panties off and flung them to the side. He looked down at your dripping pussy, looking like a man who hadn’t eaten in months presented with his very first meal.

“Spread ‘em,” he said, patting your thigh. You kicked him in the ribs, and he laughed. “Spread ‘em…please.”

“I guess,” you muttered, rolling your eyes dramatically. You let your knees fall to the side, and he settled himself in between your thighs. He hooked your thighs over his shoulders and held you in place as he began to lick in between your folds.

You shoved your knuckles into your mouth as he dipped his tongue inside you, and then quickly moved to your clit. He lapped at it with the flat of his tongue before gently sucking on it. That was far too much, and he once more had to clamp a hand over your mouth.

“Okay, let’s do this differently,” he said. The two of you maneuvered until you were on your hands and knees.

“Wanna eat you out, but you’re too damn loud,” he said and started pulling his boxers down.

“Felt so good,” you said. “Couldn’t help it.”

“This’ll feel good too, okay?” he said. He got onto his knees, and roughly put a hand over your mouth. You couldn’t see his cock, but you could feel the soft head gently pushing at your entrance.

“Ready?” he asked. You nodded, unable to speak, and he slid in slowly. Thank god for his hand, because if it hadn’t been there, your moan would’ve put a pornstar to shame. His cock was nice and thick, stretching you wide. You couldn’t tell how long it was, but it felt so goddamn nice inside you. His other hand gripped your hip, and he began a steady pace.

It was good, but he was going too slow for your liking. His hand was doing its job a little too well, so instead of using words, you pulled off of him nearly all the way, and then slammed back against him, ass hitting his hips with a loud slap.

“Oh fuck ,” Sam hissed and began slamming into you. You arched your back slightly, and with that slight angle change, his cock hit you just right. Each thrust was sending you to heaven with how good it felt.

You could hear the bed squeak slightly, but neither of you really cared. The two of you were purely carnal beings at this point, desperate for pleasure.

“Gonna cum inside, okay gorgeous?” he panted, and you nodded quickly. He sped up, and you knew you were going to be aching for the next few hours, maybe even the next day. When he finally spilled inside of you, you could hear the strangled sound of him trying to keep quiet.

The two of you sat there panting, but something felt off.

“You didn’t cum,” Sam said, and you looked back at him. He looked frustrated with himself.

“Gotta rub my clit to get me to cum,” you admitted. “Just fucking me doesn’t do it. Never has.”

Sam considered this, and before you could do anything, he flipped you onto your back. He was suddenly back in between your legs. Sam licked his cum out of you, tongue dipping inside and then darting up to your clit. His face was messy, covered in a mixture of your slick and his cum.

You moaned loudly again, and Sam pulled off.

“We gotta do this at your farmhouse next time,” he grumbled. “I wanna hear you moan but you gotta stay quiet right now.” He looked around and spotted your panties. He quickly grabbed them and looked at you.

“Open up,” he said. He pushed your soaked panties into your mouth and moved back down to your pussy. With the makeshift gag in place, he continued licking, not stopping until your head was thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, and back arched. Fireworks exploded behind your eyelids as you came on his face, thighs squeezing his head tightly. When you finally came down from your high, you took the panties out of your mouth and looked at him. Sam had a dopey grin on his face, looking very pleased.

“I guess I gotta go,” you said after a few minutes. “Can I borrow some boxers to wear? Kinda don’t want to wear those,” you said, gesturing to your spit soaked underwear. Sam nodded and found a pair of bright blue boxer briefs, tossing them your way. He looked disappointed, as though he wanted you to stay. But there was no way you could. It would be to easy to wake up the house if you snuck out in the morning.

“You should come pick them up tomorrow,” you said casually, heading over to his window. Sam looked surprised and then smug.

“Liked it that much?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you said. “But I mostly want to scream your name without your mom and dad hearing,” you admitted. “I don’t like being quiet.”

“I don’t like you being quiet either,” he said.

The two of you exchanged a swift kiss before saying farewell. You climbed out his window and took your time heading home. That had been amazing.

It was only until you were just about to fall asleep that you got a text from Sam.

we’re a thing right?

you’re my girlfriend and stuff?

You almost laughed out loud but sent a quick yes before falling sound asleep.

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shanesbluechicken · 1 year

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When Sam has a crush

TW: none

Gender: neutral

Sam definitely isn't one to ignore or deny his feelings. On the contrary, if he could he'd yell them out for the entire world to hear them, but he still becomes quite shy when it comes to confessing them to YOU.

It's not that he is scared of the rejection, more that he might lose you as a friend. He can take a "no", but please don't avoid him afterwards.

That much said, he figured that he needs a plan and that consists of several ways to impress you.

Like he starts pulling more stunts and do more tricks with his skateboard around town which gets him to fall on his nose quite often. You usually laugh your ass off which makes the pain totally worth it and when it seems like he genuinely hurt himself you're so incredibly gentle with him. This makes his heart go BOOM and he immediately forgets about his injuries.

He is also inviting you over more often to ask for your opinion on a new song idea that came to his mind the other day. But the real reason why he wants YOU to hear it is because he of course wants to impress you with his skills and he loves it when you compliment his music. The man basically lives off your affirmation.

"Hey, wanna join us at the beach? Vincent wants you to come."

"But I never said-"

"Ssssshhhhh."

Whenever he meets up with Abigail and Sebastain and you greet him while passing by they tease the absolute shit out of him. Sam literally has to wrestle them to the ground otherwise you'd hear it. They totally ship you two though so naturally they try to play match makers.

Their match making consist of obvious not-so-obvious questions like

"Hey, so Sam huh? What do you think of him? He's quite the catch don't you think?"

It makes you think that they're actually the ones who have a crush on Sam and you confront him about it, thinking you're being a good friend and helping their situation out :'D

"So you should totally date Sebastian/Abigail. I think they have a crush on you."

"What?"😀

He immediately tracks them down and takes away their wingman license.

Jodi quickly catches on to his crush for you and like the sweet mom that she is, she wants to support her son.

"You're quite attractive, I can't believe you haven't found your special someone yet. My son, Sam, is currently single as well and-"

"Mom, sTOP."

Don't get me started on Vincent, okay. That boy plays clueless, but he knows exactly what he's doing.

"You should date my brother."

By now Sam's soul has left his body with all the embarrassment.

A) Vincent genuinely wants you and Sam to become a couple, because that boy absolutely adores you.

B) Seeing his older brother suffer like this is pretty funny.

Your secret is that you've known about Sam's crush since day one. The only reason why you didn't put him out of his misery is because it's hilarious.

Masterlist

#sdv #stardew valley #sdv x reader #stardew x reader #sdv headcanons #sdv imagines #sdv sam x reader #sdv sam #stardew sam x reader #stardew sam

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shinsorokiri · 1 year

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The Rockstar and The Farmer

Sam x Reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: language, spoilers for Jodi’s heart event, mutual pining, Sam being chaotically smooth

A/N: Yes I’m aware I said I’d hopefully have part two up by the end of the week, yes I am aware it is like three weeks later, everybody makes mistakes and I make big ones frequently. Part 3 will be out eventually, I promise. That being said, enjoy this very late posting of part 2! :)

part [1] 2 [3?]

“Seb, Abigail, and I are gonna unload our gear, so I’ll see you in like… an hour? Or so?” You nod. “Yeah, see you then,” you say, getting up and off the bus.

You walk back to your farm, being welcomed by your animals almost immediately. You go check up on them and make sure they’re all happy and okay before going inside your house to grab the fish you put on ice for Jodi. You check the clock and see that it took you a decent amount of time to check your animals and decide to start walking over now. You take your time, taking the scenic route and waving to Leah as you pass by her home. You check your watch, making sure

You knock on the door before letting yourself in. “Jodi?” you call out, and she dashes out from the kitchen. “Ah, I’m so glad you came, (Y/n)! And you brought the fish! Wonderful,” she exclaims, and you hurry over to her, handing her the fish. You begin to take it out of the cooler you brought it in while Jodi turns slightly towards the hallway that leads to her two sons’ rooms. “Sam! Could you come in here and help clean this fish?” You hear a pause before Sam’s voice responds, quieter than usual but loud enough for his mom to hear, though you don’t know if she picks up on the subtle annoyance in his tone. “Yes, ma’am.” You hear footsteps and the familiar creak of his bedroom door opening while you take the fish out of the cooler and hold it in your hands, presenting it to Jodi. “Wow, it looks wonderful… and it smells so fresh!” she takes it out of your hands and into hers before smiling at you, “Thanks so much for doing this, (Y/n).”

“No problem, I can help you with cleaning the fish, too, if you’d like,” you offer, and Sam’s eyes light up. “Yes!”

“No!” Jodi and Sam look at each other, and she sighs. “Sam… (Y/n) is our guest, we can’t make them help clean the food they came here to eat.” Sam frowns, disappointed that he’s going to have to gut and clean this fish with his mom instead of his crush best friend. You feel a tinge of disappointment as well, and before you even process, you’re speaking, you blurt out, “Oh no it’s fine! You were kind enough to invite me tonight so the least I can do is help you prepare the meal! Besides, I’ve gotten pretty good at gutting fish, I bet I could teach Sam here a thing or two.” Sam raises his eyebrow at you, obviously amused. “Who said I need someone to teach me?”

“Me, Sam. I know you, and you always need someone to teach you,” you tease, and he rolls his eyes, but the smile on his face gives him away. Jodi watches, her own smile spreading when she seemingly changes her mind. “Oh, fine. You two clean the fish, and I’ll get some sides and all the other ingredients ready, okay?”

“Okay, Jodi,” you say, as Sam takes this fish from his mom, and you follow him into the kitchen. “I have been gutting fish ever since we moved here, farmer, let me show you a thing or two,” he brags and you giggle, rolling your eyes. “Please, Sam. Show me everything I already know.”

“Hey now, did you know that you can do this?” Sam begins to cut into the fish when the knife slips and falls to the floor. You both jump out of the way, and Sam quickly wraps his arms around you, pulling you back to make sure you’d stay safe. You ignore the fuzzy feeling that spreads through your chest and giggle. “No, Sam, I actually didn’t know I could gut the floor while simultaneously gutting a fish,” you joke, and his face turns bright red. “My hands got all slimy from the fish!”

“Yeah. Mhm, okay,” you laugh, bending over to pick up the knife and walking over to the sink to wash it off. “I’m being serious I am so good at gutting these guys,” he whines as you walk over to him and the fish, drying the knife off. You grin at him. “I believe you, but… maybe I should hold the knife,” you tease, standing in front of the fish and getting ready to cut into it. He sighs. “Fine, but I can still show you my tips and tricks… here,” he says, wrapping his arms around you from the back and holding onto your hand with his. You’re grateful that you’re facing the opposite way from him so he can’t see your dopy grin, but Jodi sees it. You and Sam interacting had always put a smile on her face, but especially now. She was excited to see what might come from all this subtle flirting going on between the two of you. And she’d be lying if she said she didn’t find herself encouraging this subtle flirting. She never thought she’d enjoy watching her son gut a fish this much.

With your help, you and Sam managed to gut the largemouth bass in record time, and Jodi shooed the two of you out of the kitchen so she could cook. “Come on, I have a new song idea and want you to hear it, we should have enough time until the casserole is ready,” Sam says, grabbing your hand and pulling you to his room. You feel your face heat up as Sam’s hand effortlessly intertwines with yours, and smile because you’re about to hear a new Sam original. “Can’t wait to hear Goblin Destroyer perform this one at their next show, you grin, and he chuckles a bit. He let’s go of your hand and scratches his neck. “Well, actually, this is more of a song for me…” he lets you know, quickly turning around and inaudibly mumbling, “and someone else…” You take your seat on his bed, pulling your knees up to your chest and resting your face on your knees. You grin at him as he picks up his guitar and turns to you. He begins to strum his guitar and opens his mouth, getting ready to sing, when suddenly there’s a knock at his door. A tiny little knock. You and Sam glance at each other and he smiles apologetically. “Looks like I’ll have to show you the song after dinner, then,” he places the guitar back on it’s stand and opens the door. “(Y/N)!” Vince yells, running in and hopping up onto Sam’s bed and giving you a hug. You laugh and hug him back. “Hi, Vince!”

Sam stands by his door, leaning against the wall, observing the way you interact with his younger brother. He grins softly. He’d be lying if he said it didn’t warm his heart to know that Vincent loved you almost as much as him. Almost. He realizes that his eyes go from focusing on you and Vince to just you. He’d been trying to make more subtle moves to hint at his interest in you recently, and he’s really hoping that you’ve been picking up on it. But for some reason, it’s getting increasingly harder for him to not just straight up confess to you. In fact, he has a letter telling you to meet him at 8 in front of his house all written up and in his jeans pocket right now. Of course, he’s nervous about how you’ll react, but he really just wants to be able to wrap his arms around you all the time and keep you close to him. He wants to be able to refer to you as his partner with Sam and Abigail and actually mean it. He wants the rest of the people in Pelican Town to know that the farmer who moved here is a part of the community just as much as he is. He just wants you—

“Why are you staring at us like that?” Vince's little voice pulls Sam out of his trance and his eyes widen. “I wasn’t staring.”

“Yes, you were.”

“Was not.”

“Was too.”

“Was no—”

“OKAY! DINNER’S READY EVERYONE!” Jodi yells, cutting the brothers off. You chuckle, watching Vince immediately run out to get food. You look over at Sam, whose face is still red, by the way, and get up off his bed. You walk over to him and tug on the sleeve of his jean jacket. “Come on, rockstar. Let’s go eat.” He grins slightly and follows you out to eh kitchen, sitting next to you. Dinner tastes great, you immediately start asking Jodi a ton of questions about the recipe, which she happily answers and agrees to write it down for you. You already have your mind swimming with ideas to add ingredients that might add more flavor or give the dish a new spin. You almost feel like a part of the family. It ends too soon, though, and before you know it, you’re yawning up a storm. “Oh, (Y/n), you must be tired. You did a lot of running around today,” Jodi mentions, and you wave your hand, shaking your head. “I’m fine, I promise, but it is about time I should head out. I need to go make sure all the animals are all snug and safe,” you say, standing up. “Let me help you clean the table first,” you say, starting to grab your plates. “No, don’t be silly! I can handle that. Sam, why don’t you walk (Y/n) home?” Jodi suggests and Vince jumps up. “Can I go?!”

“No, Vinny, you’re staying here. It’s nearly your bedtime,” Jodi says, and Vince whines. You give him a goodbye hug and make your way to the front door, putting your shoes on. “I’ll see you tomorrow! Thank you so much for the delicious meal!” you yell as you walk out of the house, Sam closing the door behind the two of you. Although it’s summer, it’s a very chilly night. And silly you, you left our jacket at your farm. You shiver slightly, and Sam notices. “Here,” he shrugs his jean jacket off, wrapping it around your shoulders. “Oh, no, Sam I’ll be fine—”

“No, no, no, you’re cold, you’re wearing it,” he insists, and you smile softly to yourself. “Thanks.”

“No problem, (Y/n/n).” The two of you walk past Marnie’s ranch, and you watch as fireflies light up the night. “Today was fun,” you say, and Sam nods. “So fun. Thanks again for coming to my show… and for coming to dinner… and helping me gut that fish and not my foot,” he says, causing you to giggle. “Of course. You know I’ll always be at your gigs. Oh! Speaking of you didn’t play me that song!” you exclaim, halting and turning to him. He lets out a small laugh. “That’s okay. I’ll show you another time. You wake up at like 5 in the morning and it’s almost 10:30. I’d rather get you home and in bed,” he says, grabbing your arm and pulling you to walk again. “Aw, so thoughtful,” you tease, before yawning again. “Mhm, and you said you weren’t tired.”

“I’m just used to being tired, comes with the farm.”

“Maybe you should sleep in a little later? Take a nap during the day?”

“Can’t,” you shake your head, “if I’m not caring for the animals, I’m planting crops, and if I’m not planting crops, I’m in the mines, and if I’m not in the mines, I’m fishing, and if I’m not fishing—”

“You’re taking care of the animals… I know. I guess I just worry about you sometimes. You do a lot, you deserve a break,” he shrugs, and you sheepishly grin, looking down at your feet. He’s right, you do overexert yourself. But you have to fix up the Community Center before that idiot Lewis sells it to Joja. You know you have to move quick. “Well once I have the best farm in Pelican Town, I’ll rest,” you say, and Sam rolls his eyes. “(Y/n/n), you already have the best farm in Pelican Town. You’re the farm of Pelican Town,” he says, and you shrug. “Can always be better.”

“I swear one of these days I’m gonna force you to lay down and do nothing all day long. Mark my words.”

“Words marked. I’d like to see you try though,” you say, and he scoffs. “Oh, I won’t just try, I will succeed.” You giggle as you walk onto your land, passing by the little pond by your coop. “Mr. Quackers, if you don’t get inside the coop and stop swimming around so help me Yoba, I will only let you swim in a bucket,” you shout out to your duck, who quacks at you, but seemingly understands the threat. Sam laughs as he waddles into the coop, and you close the door that lets the birds out. None of your babies are getting eaten by anything tonight. Or ever, for that matter. “Mr. Quackers?”

“Yeah. He also responds shockingly well to just Quack. He knows I’m serious when I call him his legal name though,” you grin, and Sam shakes his head. “I can’t believe he actually listened to you.”

“I just have a way with my animals,” you brag, shutting the open barn door after seeing all your animals are safe and sound inside. You glance to where your stable is and see your horse asleep with your dog asleep next to her. “Well, looks like all my animals are accounted for. Thank you for walking me home, Sam,” you grin at him as you get to the front door of your little farmhouse. He grins back. “No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, for sure… oh wait! Your jacket!” you start to shrug it off as he begins walking away. “Nah, it’s fine. I’ll see you tomorrow anyway. ‘Sides, it looks better on you,” he says, turning around and shooting a wink at you. You feel butterflies erupt in your stomach, and heat start spreading through your face all the way up to your ears. “I’ll get it to you tomorrow!”

“Or you can hold onto it for a bit, really, I don’t mind,” he insists, and you shake your head. But there’s no hiding the smile that breaks out across your face. “G’night, farmer!”

“Goodnight, rockstar,” you say, waving at him as he turns and begins walking home. You walk inside your home, your dog rushing past you when he hears the creaking of your door. You grin and lock your door for the night, slipping your shoes off. You’re about to take Sam’s jacket off when you stop. Maybe you’ll wear this to sleep in tonight. Just because you might as well get as much use out of it before returning it to him. Obviously. That’s a good reason to sleep in it. You change into your pajamas, before slipping the jacket back on and getting under your covers. You breathe in Sam’s cologne, noticing it’s more comforting than it usually is right now, and start drifting off. You don’t even hear your mailbox opening or notice your pup staring at the window for a moment before lying his head back down and falling asleep curled next to you. You fall asleep, with only one thought in your head.

‘See you tomorrow, rockstar.’

#stardew valley x reader #sdv x reader #stardew valley sam x reader #sdv sam x reader #stardew sam x reader #stardew valley sam #sdv sam #stardew sam

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ieatsmallorphansnamedtom · 1 year

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Can we have more falling in love with Sam or Alex headcanons? TYY

Sam and Alex in Love with the Farmer: Part 2

I'm going to make short fics based off these because my God. When? No clue. But it will happen.

Sam

Sam freaking adores you. You catch him watching you all the time. Whether it be across the pool table, from the other side of his bed - anywhere. He just can't get enough of you and it's turning the butterflies in his stomach into mush.

He follows you everywhere. Jodi has to force him to make reminders to be at home on time because he just gets lost in conversation with you. You walk by his house on your way to Marnie's from Pierre's and he spots you through his window. No matter what he's doing, he'll run to his window, open it up, and try to start a conversation with you.

"Hey Y/N! What 'cha doing? Wanna come and hang out with me and Sebastian? We were just doing band stuff."

"[you tell him you have to leave.]"

"Aw man. Well, come by later!"

Sebastian gave him A Look after that.

God, the hugs this man gives. If you're comfortable with physical affection, he's all over you. Absolutely loves having his hand in yours or his arm around your shoulder. He'll make any excuse to hold your hand: temperature, balance, keeping at the same pace, etc. If he could he'd never let you go.

If you catch him at the right time, he'll let you style his hair. It's fun to make it take weird shapes. And considering its length, you can actually form it into some pretty cool things. His favourite by far was when you styled it into a crown. Also, he loves the feeling of your hands in his hair.

Practice kissing.

You two have fake dated for Jodi at least once. He came to you freaking out over an important family dinner - the first one since Kent came back - and how Jodi asked him to bring a date. Jodi, of course, meant a friend. But Sam didn't quite realise that and thought she meant a date date. So, totally not because he wants to go out with you and just because 'you're the first person I thought of,' he asks you.

"Y/N, you've gotta help me out. We're having this dinner for Dad and Mum said I need a date. I know this is awkward, but will you go with me?"

Jodi's heart almost melted when she saw you come in hand-in-hand with her son.

Alex

I do not care what you think about Alex this is my blog, so he is a GENTLEMAN. Have you seen his grandparents? Boy was raised since age whatever he moved there to be a goddamn Good Boy TM. And by that, I mean:

He walks you home. This is because A), you seem to constantly run head forward in danger; and B), because... it's cute? After his mother's passing, I feel he'd be very anxious about those he cares for getting hurt, so he does his best to make sure you're safe getting home. In fact, he does this everywhere. Walking to the mines? Alex is there. Walking to Marnie's? Alex is there. Just going to see Clint? Alex. Is. There.

"Hey farmer! Want me to walk you home? It's pretty dark out; don't want you getting hurt."

Like Sam, he loves physical affection. Though, he's a bit more awkward about it. That confident persona is a sham, and we all know it. Most of the time you'll have to initiate it by asking for a hug or just grabbing his hand. The one thing he will do is wrap his arm around your waist (considering he's been given permission to do so).

God, the compliments! He loves everything about you and wants you to know. He's definitely someone to worry about your self-esteem. He's had his own doubts and knows that just because you act confident doesn't mean you really are. So, he's always sure to tell you what he notices about you in the hopes of lifting your spirits, even if your self-esteem is fine.

"Hey farmer, did you do something with your hair? It looks really nice today!"

Evelyn and George are, as stated in my other post, well aware. I know I talked about it in my other post, but I want to again. As I said, you're at his house for dinner almost every night. Evelyn being the purest thing in the universe is all sweet about having you over. George being George is a little rougher around the edges but still he's a lot more obviously kind.

Sleepovers! It's usually at his house after the dinners with his family. You two share a bed or he takes a mattress on the floor. You two end up talking in hushed whispers the whole night until someone falls asleep. If you do share a bed, he'll probably end up hugging you.

He works on the farm. It's a great chance for him to show off and spend time with you. He does all the heavy lifting while you do the smaller, more tedious tasks. It's a great way to spend time together and see how pretty you are. He doesn't really care about the pay, either. He just gives it all to his grandparents. He earns his own money at the ice cream stand, anyway.

EDIT:

Anon reminded me that with the male farmer George doesn't quite come around. I want to say that my family dinner HCs take place in a situation where Evelyn has sort of changed George's mind about those things, but I understand it doesn't quite fit with canon. Sorry about that! Here's a little extra tibit:

At first, George isn't very accepting. He grew up in a very conservative environment in which LGBTQIA+ was not looked upon fondly. Sure, he's grown a little bit (as in he's not going to puke), but it's still an issue. You can see he's very awkward during dinners, though he does his best to be polite. He liked the both of you before you before Alex started being more forward with his feelings. He just doesn't know how to feel.

It's Evelyn that gets him to come around. It really upsets her to see her husband be so dismissive to something very important to Alex. So, on a night they're alone she has a talk with him. She explains it's perfectly normal to not be in a hetero relationship. She forces him to read some books about raising LGBTQIA+ children (a little outdated since Alex is an adult now, but it's the best they've got). Eventually, a disgruntled George realises that maybe his home life was a bit toxic and decides the best thing for him is what makes Alex happy.

I hope this fixes the issue. I never meant to make that mistake haha. If there's still something wrong, please let me know (examples would be helpful). I really want to make sure my work is accepting of everyone!

-~-~-

Gah, I could add more but I need to go to sleep. I'm really curious if any of y'all are interested in a little oneshot based off these HCs. Probably the dinner with Sam and walking home with Alex but pick any HC and I'll write for it! Looking forward to sharpening my writing skills.

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finalboyyy · 1 year

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poison in the well

sam (sdv) x yandere!reader

abusive relationship, violence, extreme jealousy, sebastian hate, angst

this is based on my own experience with my dear sammy. after trying to find cute sam art and finding a lot of sam/sebastian everytime he'd go to the saloon on friday id get sad. until i modded him to be a yandere and then everything was fine! so anyway. might add another part to this later.

"You were out late again."

"Ah- Sorry I got caught up talking to Seb, almost beat him tonight!"

"...So you were with him?"

"Yeah? You know I was! We always hang out at the saloon with Abby."

Fingers rap against the handcrafted dining room table. Like tiny drums daring to disturb the still silence of the night. Something not even the usually loud animals would do.

"Are you... angry..?" Sam's voice is tepid, it reminds you of a child scared to be scolded. It's something you love about him, this hopeful innocence as if bad things couldn't really exist in this world.

Infuriating.

He spends all night out with that man and expects you not to be a little annoyed? When you get out of the mines at 9 and come home eagerly only to find him gone? After everything you did and you were so eager to see him at home?

"I don't like getting home before you."

"I-I know but it's just one night..?"

You can feel the anger in your chest rising. Sebastian fills your head like a ghost, haunting your thoughts and choking out your words. The image seductively places his hands on Sam's hips, a cigarette lazily held limp between his painted lips. Sam has one awkwardly held between his own as well. Sebastian begins to move the two bodys to the rhythm of a painfully slow song, his mouth moving closer to Sam's, the butts of the cigarettes kissing in a hazy blur of smoke, alcohol, and lust. Sickening. You want to throw up. Your chest hurts.

"Y/N?? Are you ok? You look sick. You should lie down-" As he moves closer to your frozen form the smell of cigarettes fills your nostrils knocking out of your daze.

You look up at him with wide eyes, your pupils so small and dilated you look unhinged. Fear sets into Sam when you grab his arm with too much strength that he knows you could break his arm if you tried. Your head tilts to the side as you look into his emerald eyes.

"Y/N... you're scaring me-"

"Why... Why do you... smell like him...?" Your words are slow, laboured, as if it's taking everything in you to spit them out. You don't want the answer. Everything aches.

"Like who??"

"Sebastian." You spit at him the name tastes like venom in your mouth. He's the poison seeping into your marriage.

"I-I? I had a cigarette with him. I don't see-"

Sam can't finish his sentence before he's violently pinned to the table. Your strength from working tirelessly is no match for his soft skin. He bruises so easily under you, like always.

"I won't let him have you. I won't... He can't..."

"Wh-whoa hold on... H-hey y/n l-lets talk about this! Y-your'e hurting me."

You can't hear him properly, it feels like he's talking through an ocean. All you can think about is the sickening smell of cigarettes, Sebastian, the time Jodi told you that she always expected her son to end up with Sebastian, their closeness, that stupid whore.

Sam continues to whimper and plea on deaf ears as you hold him down. Your mind is racing a mile a minute as you boil with anger at Sebastian and you desperately try to come up with a way to keep Sam safe from him. Everytime your brain attempts a cohesive thought about the current position you're in with your husband more doubt and fear swallows your mind.

"Y/n... please...." Sam's voice is so soft, so gentle. Has he talked to Sebastian with this voice? Is he begging you to let him run back to that horrible man?

"Won't... let you go... Can't." Your breathing is laboured as you lean closer to him. "Even if you hate me. Even if you loathe me. Even if you love him-"

"I don't love him!" It doesn't reach you.

"I won't let you go Sammy. My Sammy. Have to protect you. You have to stay inside." That was the answer wasn't it? Never let Sam leave. You were a genius! You dragged him by his aching wrist over to the basement door. Tomorrow you'd go to Clint's and have some chains made, tonight it was enough to throw him in the basement and lock the door.

That's how Sam's new life began.

#yandere #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #sam stardew valley #stardew valley x reader #stardew valley imagines #sam sdv x reader #yandere reader #stardew sam x reader #was i a pathetic nerd for getting jealous of sebastian #yes #but would i do it again #probably

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obsoleteozymandias · 2 days

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hi i'd like to request a SDV matchup thank you ^_^ male interests please!! im an introvert, usually very quiet and calm and rather hard to provoke at times. i'm easily irritated and lack patience with people who don't really think things through (though i grow warm over time as i grow tolerant in SOME cases). im very loyal and reliable as told by my friends and act similarly to a nagging aunt of sorts?? i'm rational and rather stubborn in the things i do but i relent depending on the severity of things. im also quite petty in certain cases.

i've been told it's easy to be around myself as a person, and people are really comfortable to be themselves in my presence. generally, i'm very blunt since i don't know how to phrase my words any better and some people (& even friends) at times, take the things that i say the wrong way without meaning to. i tend to get along with most people as long as they deal with the same mutual respect back.

i'm rather sarcastic and tend to tease a lot out of the fun of it. it's really easy to get me flustered, especially with flirts because the first thing i'd do is laugh and try to get out of there as soon as possible 😭 i think use both my words and actions equally since i (usually) follow up with what i say. i have tendencies to be a people watcher and observe people going about their day..

i wouldn't really consider myself the most passionate or enthusiastic person either but i really enjoy listening to those who have one. really makes me happy to see people enjoy the things they do. in a sense, i like when people have the things that i lack (energy, passion etc) i just love seeing it A TON. at times, i also have trouble in wording the things that i want to say so it ends up falling flat at times. so i wouldnt say im the most persuasive person either.

appearance wise, i'm about 5'4 and on the chubbier side of things. i have brown skin, really dark brown eyes and 4B black hair. i have small hands and lots of moles on my body but specifically i have 1 on each cheek. as for interests im really into anything that interests me since i get bored easily. most things that catch my attention are typology, videogames, music and gardening. im also learning to play the bass guitar as well. hope that you have a good night/day!!

Sorry for the delay, here ya go!!

== Stardew Valley ==>

I match you up with…

Sam

Sam isn’t immediately taken with you - not for any good reason, more for his own ignorance and your shy personality.

But when you hang out with him once, he’s immediately glued to you, especially when he finds out you can play bass. You’re instantly part of the band alongside Abigail and Sebastian, and he rewrites songs entirely if only to give you a part to play. You inspire him.

He loves that he feels comfortable around you, and you’re quickly added to his close friends, maybe even becoming his best friend in a shockingly short period of time.

He gets when you need a second to word things better, and doesn’t offend easily. He’s there to hear you out and, stubborn as he can be, he’s even more willing to listen to you and ensure you two are clear.

Getting into a relationship is harder than becoming friends with him, because from my view, Sam needs to mature a smidge before it can happen.

In his time with you, he learns to think before he acts a little more, and when to argue with you versus when to let it go, etc.

I imagine he’d be crushing on you for quite a while before becoming a item, acting all shy and it can get awkward, but when he confesses it’s painfully cute.

You and Sebastian get along well too (he’s a bit jealous).

He loves when you listen to him talk about his passions. He gets this lovesick look in his eyes when you engage him or get him gifts surrounding his passions, and it makes Abigail and Sebastian gag.

Then he smothers you with kisses.

He’s the golden retriever to your black cat, and it’s adorable and sickening for everyone all at once.

#oz’s requests #stardew valley #stardew valley x reader #stardew valley matchup #stardew sam x reader #stardew sam

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ghostgardn · 1 year

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hi hi hi can i try the ship with someone thing :0 i mostly jsut like piano and gaming (and studying but thats weird 😭) my irl personality is pretty quiet bc. shy LOL but kinda chaotic with the ppl that i know the best and my gender is a girl and idk what fandoms u do most so maybe someone from cod

You requested Star of Fame ⭐️ from my Celebration Event ★! requests are still open.

a/n: Of course you can love! I'm not apart of that fandom (call of duty??) but I can give you a couple from some of my fandoms!!

Harry Potter /// Lightening Era + Marauders

Female: Marlene McKinnon. When they say opposites attract, they truly mean it for you two. The extrovert/introvert combo is unbeatable. She loves listening to you play piano after a long day of practice, and cuddling up under the covers with you after a lengthy study session in the common room.

Male: Cedric Diggory. This absolute ray of sunshine matches your chaotic energy like no other. He can chill with you while you practice a new piece, or get hyped when you both beat the next level in your fave game.

Criminal Minds

Female: Emily Prentiss. She might be a little to handsy during your gaming session, but she'll keep them to herself if you set up that boundary. Your piano playing gets her hypnotised, play anything remotely difficult and she'll start acting like you're the best known player.

Male: Spencer Reid. He'd try his hardest to not overpower you if you were even slightly struggling with a piece, settling with teaching you new and more powerful pieces. He'd read with you while you were studying, running through at least 5+ books during your study break.

Stardew Valley

Female: Maru. An obvious answer, but she'd love your insight on any of her projects, even if you'd have to do some reading up on it first. She'd dedicate a corner in her room to a keyboard/piano so you'd feel comfortable playing in front of her. You'd be able to bond with her step-brother over video games and she'd really appreciate that.

Male: Sam. Although he can be a little daft, he's definitely not dull. The burst of chaotic energy throughout the day is a math to yours like no other, he'd rage with you in his room during game seshes. Sam would beg so hard for you to play keyboard in his band, the rest of them were afraid he might pass out because of the passion.

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jazstudios · 2 months

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Sam gives farmer a crocheted flower bouquet because he's allergic to flowers hehe :)

#guys help he's too cute for this world #why are there only like. 20 to 30 fics of him in sam/reader #I need my food #I need to hug him too #stardew valley #stardew valley sam #sdv sam #stardew valley sam x farmer #art #my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #artwork #stardew valley fanart

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sashiavi · 26 days

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Pls I just wanna let Puppy!Sam know how much of a good boy he is 😭😭 a very good boy, the best boy

Can I pet that dawwggg, can I peT THAT DAWGG, CAN I PET THAT DAAWGGGG ! !

Puppy!Sam smut under the cut ♡♡

Ughh baby girlll he knows he's a good boy when you let him kiss and nose at your clothed pussy. Poking at your tender clit, dumbly inhaling your sticky-sweet scent. He'd drool and look up at you for approval, pretty green-blue eyes welling with tears of excitement. He just can't stop squirming on his spot, doing his best to sit and be still.

He'd marvel at the sticky wet spot forming over your panties while he pokes and prods with his nose and tongue.

Yoba, the keening whine he gives as he finally suckles up on your pretty, bare, puffy clit. He's so special, you're giiving him his favourite treat, coddling him softly while he licks and laps and kisses.

Just sratching his soft, floppy ears, tugging gently on his hair to guide him. He'd paw all over your hips and thighs, squeezing at you, holding you to his tongue as close and he can get. He'd whimper and whine, tail wagging endlessly, hot presses of his lips and nips of his teeth on your cunt. He'd lick at you apologetically if you yelped- anything to keep your sweet praises in his ears.

"My good boy" - "My sweet boy" - "Sammy wants a treat? Yeah..?"

Poor Sammy would rut up against the mattress, cock angry and flushed against the taut seam of his pants. It'd weep and cry sticky pearls of pre, seeping through and creating a wet spot.

Puppy Sam knows he's a good boy when you cum and squirt on his tongue, when he wraps his lips around your cunt, when you squeak and grab on his ears, riding out your high on his face ♡

#ʚ•*°SashiAvi Writes°*•ɞ #sashiavi asks #Stardew Valley #Stardew sam #Sdv sam smut #stardew sam smut #puppy sam stardew #tw hybrids #stardew sam x reader #sdv sam #sdv sam x reader #sdv sam smut #SashiAvi Mail 💌

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babiebom · 10 months

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I'm happy to see a new writers blog (^з^)-☆Chu!!

Is it ok if I request Stardew Valleys favorite adhd golden retriever Sam protecting y/n from some Dudes at the Saloon who make her feel uncomfortable (no matter if platonic or romantic) or just him teaching them how to play the guitar :)

A/N: oooh my first request on this account! Thank you for taking the time to request this from me:) i’ll be doing both requests so check back sometime to see if I did! I tried to do this as ambiguously as I could(gender neutral reader, can be read as romantic or platonic)

Tw: catcalling, harassment,cursing, threat of violence

Word count:1.3k

Laughter and shouts filled the Saloon as they usually did on Friday night’s. Your eyes raked over everyone’s form in amusement as you waited for Emily to return with your and Sam’s drinks. Pam was swaying in her seat as usual, chatting up some stranger who had wandered into Pelican Town the previous day. His face was still, a smile frozen on his lips as he listened to her flirt with him loudly, though no one else in the Saloon paid her any attention. His friends laughed behind him and hollered everytime Pam had said something that was slightly dirty. Rolling your eyes in amusement at the sight you sigh and watch someone else to pass the time.

“I am so sorry!” Emily looked slightly sweaty as she set the drinks down a little too harshly. You shrugged and took hold of them, gripping them tightly to counteract the spilled liquid making them slippery.

“No big deal.”

“Those guys over there,” she justs her chin in their direction, something close to a glimmer of annoyance in her eyes, “they’ve been keeping me busy all night.” It was the first time you’d seen her be anything close to upset.

“It’s cool…hey did they say anything about where they’re from, or why they’re here?”

“They came here from Zuzu City, something about a road trip…” she sighs and shakes her head as one of the strangers calls her over again. Raising your eyebrows you take the drinks from the bar and head over to the game room. From the looks of it, Sam had lost to Sebastian (again), and was now sitting sulking on one of the couches while Abigail replaced him in playing. Handing him his drink, you sit down next to him, sipping on yours, content with how your life had turned out.

“You did not!” Abigail exclaims,smacking the pool table while Sebastian shrugs, a smirk on his face, you weren’t really paying attention to what had happened, but already knew that he was winning.

“I don’t know why you challenged him, Abby,” you laughed out, “he beats all of us every time!”

“One of these days…”she frowns, lining up her next shot.

As soon as she goes to hit the ball, a loud yell startles all of you, the sound coming from a place that was way too close to your little bubble. Turning your head to spot who yelled, you’re taken aback by the sight of the guy who was talking to Pam earlier, having abandoned his group of friends in favor of bothering your group, leaning against the doorway to the game room. While it wasn’t illegal or not allowed, you felt annoyed that he had decided to come in and disrupt the vibes you were coasting on.

“Aw, fuck!” Abigail stomped her foot, after having missed the shot due to the guys’ disruption. The drunken man let out a low whistle, eyes raking over Abigail’s form. She frowned at him, and turned back to the game, ignoring his presence. Sebastian had already taken to continuing to play the game. Silently you decided to do the same, focusing your eyes on the pool table in front of you, uncomfortable.

“Say, girl, you got a man?” The man called out to Abigail who promptly turned to glare at him, she clutched the cue stick so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. For a second you thought she was going to swing at him with it.

“Say, man, do you wanna keep your balls?”

You snorted at her words, the man putting his hands up in mock surrender. “Okay, okay…what about you, sweet thang?” He turns to you

You stare at him in shock at how he turned so quickly from hitting on her to hitting on you, and while you did not have as quick of comebacks as Abigail, you still wanted to deter him from speaking to you again. “Same as she said,'' you jut your chin at Abigail and take a sip of your drink, “not interested”.

“Come on, you sure?” he moves closer to you, so in turn you scoot closer to Sam almost sitting on top of him. “Looks like your little boyfriend there wouldn’t treat you right…not like I could.” His drunken slurring made you cringe, and his attempt at chatting you up just seemed sad as he stumbled forward. Still, you weren’t one to be mean, you wouldn’t have gotten to where you are by being mean, and so you attempt to discourage him again, only to be ignored.

“They said they aren’t interested,” Sam’s voice makes you jolt, “so that means go away…y'know...fuck off.”

Surprised at his words, you turn in your seat to gawk at him. He wasn’t the type to curse. Sure he said ‘shit’ or ‘hell’ sometimes, but other things were rarely heard from him. “What? Did I hurt your feelings dude?” The man speaks again, now his attention now focused on Sam instead of you. “Say, we could even let you watch as I-”

Sam stands, and you follow behind him, not really wanting him to resort to violence, but at the same time wanting the man to get decked one good time. The man chuckles and looks over Sam’s shoulder to peer at you, “change your mind, doll?” you scoff and ignore him, focused on whatever moves Sam was going to make.

Sebastian and Abigail watched silently from the pool table, neither making any moves to either stop or help Sam, which only made you think that either he wasn’t going to do anything, or that they thought he wouldn’t need help in kicking this guy’s ass. Sam takes a deep breath and walks past the guy.

“See, he wasn’t going to do anythi-” the man is yanked backwards in the middle of speaking, and in shock you follow Sam who was now dragging the man out of the game room and across the saloon.

The drunken man struggled to regain his footing, knocking over stools as they passed them, yelling out protests and profanities the longer that Sam dragged him by his shirt. You stifled a laugh as you trailed behind them. The rest of the saloon died down, everyone’s eyes moving over to Sam and the guy, and by extension you as you three made your way up to the group of strangers who were still sitting and laughing by the bar.

Sam pats one of them on the shoulder, waiting until he turns around to drop the drunken man’s shirt, parking him next to the guy. “You lost this.”

Now you laugh, it’s choked out and out of surprise, and it gains the attention of the guy and his friends plus the rest of the town who were trying to not be nosy. You put your hands on your knees, and Sam leads you back to the game room, both of you plopping down on the sofa, your group returning to your activities. Turning to look at Sam, you snort again. He still looked very pissed, and was now gulping the rest of his drink. You can hear the group of guys loudly chastising their friend.

“You lost this?” you repeat back to him, amused and thankful for his help. He shrugs and puts his drink down, his face morphing from angry to embarrassed.

“I didn’t know what else to say!” he whines and leans against you.

“Honestly, I’m surprised Sam,” Sebastian starts, hitting a ball, “I thought you were going to kick that guy’s ass for a minute.” Both you and Abigail snort, causing Sam to move deeper into the couch, face now red.

For a moment you sit there, taking in the vibes and the air around you. Times like these were few and far in between, but God did it make you appreciate living in a small town like this one.

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farmerstarter · 9 months

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The Bachelors and How They Sleep

hello lovelies! Have some more of my headcanons. These HCs are for a gn! reader. If you have any requests then feel free to send me an ask! Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated 🌷🤍

Alex:

🏈 Moves a lot during his sleep. But he doesn't outright punch you by accident. You always seem to end up being under him.

🏈 Mumbles a lot too. One time, you woke up to him counting to himself, just like how he counts his bicep curls.

🏈 Wakes up early, just a few moments before you. He says it's because he needs to exercise the first thing in the morning. But it's actually because he felt you move out of the bed and he doesn't like to be alone.

🏈 Gives you all the pillows to make you comfortable. He says it's important for your muscles to get a good night's rest. He ends up hogging the blankets.

Elliott:

🪶 Sleeps like a dead man. He doesn't move at all, save for the occasional turning to the side to snuggle against you.

🪶 It takes him a while to finally succumb to slumber. He says it's because he's used to listening to the waves of the beach to fall asleep.

🪶 Silk pajamas, the man has sets of them. He keeps his hair down while sleeping so you sometimes wake up to your whole face being covered by his locks.

🪶 He's a late riser, mostly because he sleeps late too. He tells you that he writes better at night and he doesn't allow himself to rest until he's finished writing one chapter at least.

Harvey:

🛩️ Sometimes, Harvey forgets to take off his glasses before he goes to bed. Which is why he has so many broken ones that he tries to hide from you by kicking them under the bed.

🛩️ Professional cuddler. He always makes sure you're in his arms or vice versa. He needs to touch you in order to get a good night's rest. Doesn't matter if you two are spooning or if it's just his hand on top of your arm.

🛩️ Snores a lot. Goes "hoooonk mimimimimi hoooonk mimimimi"

🛩️ I like to imagine him wearing those pajamas that's like just a long night gown and those floppy pointy hats. You know the one.

Sam:

🎸 Alex mumbles in his sleep, Sam straight up sings. Usually it's outbursts of the choruses of his songs, sometimes he'd hum the tune out. You have a video of him playing air drums while sleeping. You sent the video to Abigail and Sebastian, and they never let Sam hear the end of it.

🎸 He wakes up super late most of the time. But on the rare occasion where he doesn't, he cooks breakfast and serves it to you in bed. Complete with a flower in a vase and everything.

🎸 Always kisses you before he falls asleep. Straight up drags you to his side of the bed to peck your lips.

🎸 Would take off his shirt to put it on you. He says he doesn't want you getting cold at night and waves you off when you refuse, worried about his wellbeing. "I don'T gEt sicK eaSiLy, Babe," ends up in the clinic to get meds the next day.

Sebastian:

👾 It's my headcanons and I say he moves a LOT during his sleep. So much so that you end up on the floor when you wake up. He refuses to believe that he does that.

👾 His sleep schedule depends on you. He refuses to sleep unless you're already in the house. He doesn't like the feeling of sleeping when he doesn't know you're safe. You'll find him waiting for you on the porch.

👾 Prefers to sleep on the side of the bed where the sun doesn't shine.

👾 Immediately feels it when you get out of the bed. And he wakes up immediately, groggy and needing a few minutes to register where he is. Even if you're just going to get a glass of water, Sebastian would wake up and ask where you're going.

Shane:

🐣 This man says good night to all the chickens in your coop before he goes to bed, I decided.

🐣 He used to get little to no hours of sleep but after moving in with you, he tries to get enough sleep as possible.

🐣 Hugs you in his sleep, all the time.

🐣 He wakes up the same moment you do, sometimes earlier. He gave himself the job to take care of your farm animals so you don't have to work too hard. So he wakes early to get the job done as soon as possible to spend breakfast with you.

🐣 My brother in Yoba, he would wake up in the middle of the night to get a snack. You would sometimes catch him in the middle of drinking cows milk straight out of the bottle in front of the open fridge.

#stardew valley #stardew valley x reader #stardew valley fanfic #stardew valley headcanons #sdv alex x reader #sdv alex #sdv elliot x reader #sdv elliott #sdv harvey x reader #sdv harvey #sdv sam x reader #sdv sam #sdv sebastian x reader #sdv sebastian #sdv shane x reader #sdv shane #🌱 writing :: bachelors

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shanesbluechicken · 1 year

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Taking Sam to the mines

Shane

TW: none

Buckle up, because this is going to be quite a ride

In my opinion, he is probably going to do great, but only after a while. The poor man has to get used to the monsters first, because WTF NO ONE TOLD HIM THERE IS STUFF ATTACKING YOU DOWN IN THE MINES

Farmer: Why do you think I always bring a sword with me then?

Sam: To feel cool?!

Insists on accompanying you as soon as you tell him about this, because now he can't let you go by yourself at all. Sam is simply too worried to just sit around and wait for your return. That also means that you can't go to the mines when he's at work and such.

You tried going once without him and it was the last time. It's not like he started a fight with you, but he was so incredibly upset that your heart ached from merely looking at him.

Now as I said the beginning is quite rough, since he didn't even know there are any monsters in general. So nothing could have really prepared him for what he's going to go up against, even tho you did your best to do so.

The first couple times you have to interfere with the pickaxe. Sam isn't sure if you killing these horrible looking creatures is hot or terrifying. (Both, both is good.)

But to your surprise he learns super quick! And I mean in the speed of light. It's as if he just switched up his entire fighting style over night. Had an entire arc going on while you were asleep smh.

You notice that his footing is completely different and his stance looks more confident. That precious boy is COMMITTED on keeping you safe.

Not only is he an amazing mining partner, but also great company. His jokes and big smile make the mines seem less dark and lonely. Just now you realize how isolated you actually felt whenever you came down here by yourself.

The two of you tried hard to keep this a secret from Jodi, but she found out eventually and was anything but happy about it. You couldn't blame her trying to talk Sam out of it and you didn't stop her once, but it became obvious to her pretty quick that her son doesn't plan on backing down.

Vincent on the other hand was absolutely thrilled when he first heard about it. He and Jas literally track you down to ask if they can join so you and Sam have to regularly sneak around town to avoid them. Your giggles almost always blow your cover.

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shinsorokiri · 1 year

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The Rockstar and The Farmer

Sam x Reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: language, spoilers for Sam’s 8 heart event, friendly Sebastian slander

A/N: Okay, so, I said a while ago that the wildest thing happened to me while played Stardew Valley, and it inspired me to write this. It’ll be two parts for sure, maybe three??? Depending on how I feel lol. But I LOVE Sam and this was pretty fun to write, hopefully, the second part will be out tomorrow/later this week.

part 1 [2] [3?]

You opened your eyes, hearing your rooster scream as your own personal alarm clock. You lay in bed for a moment, reaching out and petting your pup, laying right next to you on your full-sized bed. The morning sun is shining in through your window and warming you up through the glass. These mid-summer mornings on your farm reassure you that you made the right choice in taking it over. You smile to yourself, sitting up and stretching out before getting up and beginning to get dressed for the day. You hear the pitter-patter of your dog’s feet as you prepare yourself a light breakfast, knowing you only need to supervise your crops since the newest gadget you’d made to water them. Honestly, those sprinklers are lifesavers.

You eat what you made, quickly slipping some additional food to your pet, and placing your dishes in the sink. You grab your gardening gloves and throw your bag across your shoulder, ready to go check your crops and animals. You throw open your door, looking down at your dog running out, only for you to hear a soft grunt. You look up to be met with the big eyes of Sam. His hand is up in a knocking position, telling you he was about to make his presence known before you opened the door. And the way he’s regaining his footing tells you your dog bumped into him while running out of the door. You giggle. “Hey, Sam.”

“Hi, farmer… guess what? My band is playing a show tonight. In Zuzu City,” he says, recovering quickly from the awkward start of this interaction, and quickly becoming excited again. “Sam, that’s great!” you say, and he nods, smiling. “Yeah! And you’re invited!” he wiggles his arms above his head in a dancing motion, causing you to laugh. If you were paying closer attention, you would have noticed the blush dusting his cheeks and the fond smile that formed on his face. After all, he did just hear his favorite sound. “Meet me at the bus stop around 12:00 this afternoon to leave for the show. You better be there!” he says, starting to walk backward off of your porch and pointing at you, a smile still on his face. You smile and nod. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, rockstar,” you tease, slightly, and see his expression get even brighter somehow before running off in the direction of Marnie’s ranch. He must be telling everyone in town about it.

Knowing that he got up early just to come let you know about his show makes your heart beat faster, but since he’s telling everyone, you were probably just a stop in the road. Nothing to dwell on… right? Your pup’s noises bring you out of your daydream, noticing them at their empty water bowl. “Okay, okay! I’m coming!” you say, stepping out onto the porch and reaching to your right to grab your watering can, only to notice it isn’t there. You glance behind you, spotting it next to your house plants, recalling that yesterday was watering day for your indoor plants. You walk in, your door closing behind you. As much as you love your grandfather’s old cabin, Robin was right, it’s definitely janky in some aspects. One of these aspects being that your front door will NOT stay open no matter how much you will it to. You grab the can and take a moment to check over your plants inside, making sure none mysteriously began wilting throughout the night, when you hear a knock at your door. Your eyebrows furrow, wondering who else would need to talk to you at this hour. You open your door only to see the mother of the person who just visited you. “Good morning, Jodi,” you smile at her and she grins back, clutching her side and letting out a large huff of air. You notice she has to catch her breath before she speaks, and because of it, she places her hand in front of her mouth, chuckling a bit. Probably an attempt to cover it up. “…hi, (Y/n)!” A pant. “Whew… that was quite a workout, walking all the way up here,” she says and you nod. “It can be a lot, especially first thing in the morning.”

She nods, standing up straight and taking another breath before speaking again. “Anyway… I came by to ask if you wanted to have dinner with us tonight! With Sam’s show and his birthday in two days, I figured it would be nice to have a fancy family dinner and since you two are so close, I figured he’d enjoy having you there too,” she says, and you grin. “Will Seb and Abi be there too?”

“Oh, maybe, you know them, never giving a solid answer to anything. But, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, don’t feel obligated I know it’ll be a hectic day. If you do decide to come, though, could you please bring a largemouth bass with you?”

“The lake one? Not to be confused with the smaller variety of the same fish found in rivers?” you say, making a bad fishing joke. Like, really bad. Like, that might not even classify as a joke and could just be a thing that you said, bad. Willy is rubbing off on you. But luckily, bad jokes (if you can call it that) are Jodi’s favorite. She laughs, nodding. “That’s right. One of those big, slimy fish from the lake. I need one for the casserole I’m making,” she explains and you nod. “That is absolutely doable, Jodi.”

“Okay! Well… it’ll be at our house around 7:00 pm tonight… don’t forget the largemouth bass! Okay! Bye!”

With that, she starts her trek back to her house. You quickly run to your well, filling your watering can and rushing to fill up the water bowl. You have to go to the lake and fast. If you want to look good for Sam- er… good for the band, you have to set aside some time for you to get ready, and now you need to catch this fish. Luckily, you know exactly what type of bait this type of slimy guy likes, so it shouldn’t take too long. But still. You want to look nice and maybe not smell like a body of water. You do the time math in your head and quickly run around your farm, checking everything and making sure your animals look happy and healthy. As soon as you’re done, you run off to the lake. You silently curse at yourself, realizing you forgot to check the psychic on the TV, meaning you had no idea whether the spirits are happy or upset today. Would you have luck? Who knows. Well, someone knows... just not you. You wave and smile at Linus, who returns the wave with a grin, before settling next to the lake and putting bait on your rod. You toss it out and wait. While waiting, your thoughts wander off to Sam.

You couldn’t deny the feelings you’ve formed for him in your time here. He was constantly inviting you to things with him, Seb, and Abigail throughout your first month, and he would make sure to talk to you at least once every day. Not to mention he would send you memes and jokes all the time. The two of you are, in fact, very close. Some could even consider the two of you best friends. And you were fine with that until about a week and a half ago when you went to visit him in the morning. You figured you’d stop by and say hello and let him know you were heading up to the mines. It’s good to have someone know where you’re going, and you would get to talk to your bestie. Win-win, you know? Since you had such a great relationship with Jodi, you’re allowed to just let yourself inside their house, so you walk through the door, careful to kick your boots off as to not dirty Jodi’s floor. You know how hard she works on that. You sigh, knowing that you’re about to drip on the floors (which she assures isn’t an issue, it’s just the mud from your boots she worries about) and you walk through the empty living room to the kitchen. “G’morning, Jodi,” you say, and she glances behind her, smiling at you. “Good morning, (Y/n).”

“(Y/N)!” Vincent yells your name, running towards you from the hallway into the kitchen. You laugh and crouch down, grabbing him from under his armpits and lifting him up, spinning him around. He lets out a little giggle and you smile up at him. “Hey there, big guy, did you sleep okay?” you ask, placing him back down and he nods. “I had a dream, and you were in it! You, me, Sam, and Jas were all adventuring into the scary barred gate we saw that one time and you were protecting us from the monster!” he starts recounting his dream when you hear a chuckle coming from the hallway. You glance up from Vincent and your eyes land on Sam. He’d just woken up, so his hair wasn’t all styled and you could see how unruly his mullet actually was. But with the morning sun shining on him from the back and the front thanks to the wonderful placement of the windows in his lovely household. It literally made him glow. His green eyes were lit up, even though you could see the exhaustion in them. And has his smile always been that pretty? Or is the sun playing tricks on you? And you could swear there was a light blush on his face. Was that always there? You blink a couple times, realizing you’d been staring, and turn your eyes back to Vincent. “Sounds like you had fun in your dream, huh Vince?” he says, and you notice that not only is his voice deeper in the morning, but you could hear a bit of his Zuzu City accent coming through. And honestly, you wouldn’t be upset if you heard him talk like that every morning. Vincent nods, and Jodi places a plate of eggs on the table, causing him to jump up into his seat and eat his breakfast before going off to play with Jas. You turn your attention back to Sam, and grin, giving him a small wave. “Morning.”

“G’morning. The spirits must be happy today if you decided to visit us first thing,” he says, his hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck. You feel your neck to your ears start heating up, but you give a small laugh. “Well, you know me, your good luck charm.” You proceeded to walk with him to his room and talk a bit before letting him know where you were heading. You could swear you saw his smile falter, but you were probably just imagining things. He made you pinky promise to come knock on his window after you were out (knowing that you stay in the mines decently late), and then you left. But ever since that day, you’d noticed just how… beautiful Sam actually was. And how much you enjoyed being around him and hearing him play his guitar, and sing his songs, and all his cute little quirks and how his city accent sometimes comes out when he’s drunk or too excited or angry or tired and- YANK!

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when you get a bite. You start reeling the fish in, a short but fierce battle before pulling it out of the water. To your surprise and delight, it’s a largemouth bass. And not only that, it’s a GREAT quality largemouth bass. You immediately toss it in your cooler and start to walk back to your farm. You check the time and walk faster. It’s 10AM, giving you about two hours to get ready and head to the bus station. That’s more than ideal, and you feel the excitement start to seep into you as you hurry home. It takes you about an hour and forty-five minutes to get all ready, making sure you look great. And you do. You double-check your animals and crops before hurrying to the bus station. You walk up to the bus, watching as Shane walks on. Sam, who is right next to the bus with Sebastian on Abigail on either side of him, looks around at everyone with his eyes narrowed and jaw set. He looks nervous. Like he’s searching for someone, and then his eyes meet yours. You can see him physically relax and a small smile stretches across his features. “Hi (Y/n). Thanks for coming,” he says as you approach him. You don’t notice the knowing glance that Sebastian and Abigail share before they slowly walk onto the bus and give you two some privacy. “I told you I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Sam, you don’t need to thank me. I’m always gonna be Goblin Destroyer’s number one fan.” You swear the look he gives you makes your heart skip. The fondness in his eyes causes you to smile and look down, too flustered to continue looking into his eyes. You both hear a loud noise, and he turns his head, seeing Pam give him a thumbs up. “Well, our gear’s loaded already. Looks like everything’s set,” he says, grabbing your hands and beginning to bounce up in down in excitement. You giggle and bounce with him as he glances around, using his “loud voice” to grab everyone’s attention. “Alright everyone… let’s get on the bus!”

Everyone starts loading on, and you can’t help but notice Sam doesn’t let go of you to let you get on by yourself. And next thing you know, the two of you are seated next to each other. The two of you just talk for a while, when you notice his leg start bouncing and he’s drying his hands off on his cargo pants. “Sam? You okay?” He gulps. “…I’m starting to get really nervous,” he admits, looking at you with a frightened expression. “Hey, you’re gonna do great! I’ve heard you rehearse so many times and I know how talented you are, okay? And nerves are just misplaced excitement when it comes to things like this. You just care so much, it makes sense that you just wanna do your best,” you assure him, and he gives you a small smile. You reach over and grasp his hand in yours, giving it a little squeeze. “And I’ll be in the front row, so if you start feeling like this at any time during the performance, just pretend it’s us in your room.” He smiles down at your hands and squeezes back. “…Thank you, (Y/n).” He doesn’t let go of your hand for the rest of the trip until the bus slows to a stop and Pam announces to everyone that the bus has arrived. The show was an early one, and they were the opening act of sorts. Of course, you would be staying for the other band's full performance, though. He glances at you, giving you a small grin. “Okay, here we are… wish me luck!”

Everyone gets off the bus, and you go over to Jodi and Vince, talking with them for a while. You also approach Shane, Emily, Penny, Maru, Elliott, and Leah before Seb, Abi, and Sam walk onstage. You hear the crowd clap and Sam jumps in surprise at how many people there are. You see him glancing around the crowd, before clearing his throat and speaking into the microphone in front of him. “Hi everyone. We’re from Pelican Town… er… and we’re called Goblin Destroyer!” More cheers, including yourself. Sam smiles and glances down at you before continuing. “This first song is about farming, mining, and chopping wood.” With that, Abigail starts counting them in with her drumsticks before they start playing. You’ve heard the lyrics a million times now, but you can’t help but smile and jump around with the melody the whole time. You do for every single one of their songs. Their set finally finishes, and the crowd cheers for them. Sam hypes up the main act for a while and lets the crowd know that their demos are for sale before they leave the stage, and come down to meet everyone else. Everyone crowds around them, yelling their praises. “Woooh! That was great!”

“Nice work, guys!”

“I really loved that heavy breakdown at the end.”

“Thanks, everyone,” Sam says, and then smiles at you, “But you really should be thanking (Y/n)! Without their help, we’d never have decided what kind of music to make in the first place!”

Penny turns to look at you with a pleasant expression on her face. “So you’re like an honorary member of the band then?”

“Damn right they are!” Sam exclaims, pulling you into a side hug. You have to pretend like you don’t want to be swallowed up by his arms right then and there, but luckily the main act begins playing and you all start vibing to their sound. Though you can’t help but notice that for the rest of the performance, Sam’s arm barely ever leaves your waist.

By the end, everyone starts piling back in the bus again, and you take your seat next to Sam. He’s practically buzzing after his performance, and you can’t help but stare at him for a bit. He looks good. And, yeah, okay, he always looks good but he looks GOOD right now. You can practically feel the happiness exuding from him, and it shows. Not to mention he’s still a little sweaty from performing, and his hair has lost a little bit of its sticking up with gel style. To others, it probably looked like he needed a shower but to you? He looked absolutely breathtaking. “What are ya staring at, farmer?” His voice has a teasing tone to it, and you quickly look away. You clear your throat and glance back at him, only to see a smug smirk on his face. Seems like performing brought his confidence back at least. You awkwardly point toward his head and mutter out, “Your hair is a little messed up…” in a pathetic attempt to make it seem like you weren’t staring at your best friend because he looked hot as hell. He glances upwards, chuckling and running his hand through his hair. “I’ll fix it later… you did like the show… right?”

“Of course I did!” you reassure him, and he smiles. “Good. You know… I wasn’t lying when I said you were a huge help...” he brings his hand to the back of his neck and you grin at him. “All I did was suggest what type of music you should play,” you insist, and he shakes his head. “And help me with lyrics, and help me with song ideas, and sat in my room with me and helped me figure out what sounded good and what didn’t, and-”

“Okay. Okay, maybe I did help a lot.”

“You did,” he assures, gently knocking his shoulder into yours. A smile breaks out on your face and you glance over at him. “Seriously though, thanks for coming. Guess you really are my good luck charm,” he jokes and you smirk. “Obviously, who else would be?”

“Sebastian.”

“Um, excuse me? The forlorn wizard who is too scared to ask out his childhood crush,” how hypocritical of you to say, “and laments in the rain while petting frogs would be a better good luck charm? You know, I play wizard in The Solorian Chronicles, too, Seb always just beat me to it, and every time he’s the wizard I can’t help but notice he isn’t a very good good luck charm for you,” you huff, and Sam starts laughing. Hard. “Woah, woah, woah, calm down there mage. You’re right, it’s not him, it’s definitely you. We should really do something about getting them together, though, now that you mention it.” You nod and make an approving noise. “Fuck yeah I’m your good luck charm.” Cue more giggles from Sam, making a smile break out on your face. Little did you know, this whole time the two of have been talking, Jodi has been observing you. She’s not blind, especially when it comes to her son. She can tell that there’s something more than a best friend relationship between the two of you, and maybe, just maybe, she also is holding on to that idea because she’s also good friends with you. While, yes, she did just want you to come over for dinner tonight, she really was hoping tonight would be the night that you turned from her little boy’s best friend into his partner. She can tell that it’s getting consistently harder for him to pretend that he doesn’t like you romantically. He’s lucky you were too busy playing with Vincent to see the lovesick look he had on his face when looking at you the morning that Vince’s yells and giggling woke him up earlier than usual. She knew at that moment that the chance of you becoming her in-law was a high probability. Okay, maybe she’s getting a bit carried away here, but she can tell that there’s something going on there. Especially when she notices Sam not so subtly throw his arm around your shoulder and instead of responding negatively, you just lean into him further and lay your head on his shoulder. Jodi could practically die right then and there.

The two of you remained that way for the rest of the bus ride, formulating a plan to get Seb and Abigail together. “We could maybe do something tonight if they come over for dinner,” you suggest, and Sam raises his eyebrow. “I didn’t realize mom invited them over for dinner,” he says and you cock your head to the side. “Well, she invited me, so I just assumed she would invite them too, since... y’know… Goblin Destroyer and all…” you say, and Sam shrugs. “They didn’t mention anything to me, and neither did mom… but that’s fine! We don’t need to do it tonight… you said she invited you though, yeah?” he asks, his voice sounding a little nervous. You nod, “Yeah… yeah she came over shortly after you this morning. When we get back I’m gonna go grab the fish she asked me to get and then head over to your place and help her prepare.”

“Cool… cool, that’s great! I didn’t realize we’d be spending all day together, but… hey, I’m not complaining,” he says and you smile. “Me either.” Conveniently, you feel the bus come to a stop, signifying you’re back in Pelican Town. Sam reluctantly takes his arm off of you, and you can’t help but notice it seems a little colder without it there. “Seb, Abigail, and I are gonna unload our gear, so I’ll see you in like… an hour? Or so?” You nod.

“Yeah, see you then.”

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