#stardew valley slaps though

[moonlightpetalz6]

Kinktober Day 1 (Praise Kink)

Character: Sebastian (Stardew Valley)

Reader: Fem Reader!

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Praise kink, smut, pet names, unprotected sex, harsh language, mentions of alcohol, mentions of cigarettes,

Wc: 4,795

A/n: AAAAAH Finally I can start posting these! anyways I really hope you enjoy this story! I tried my best to label all the warnings, so I apologize if I missed any! Anyways! I fucking love Sebastian in Stardew he was the first one I ever married in game!

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"If you keep glaring like that, you'll get wrinkles." You scoffed, bringing your drink to your lips as you glanced at your friend Leah, who happily munched on a salad, giving you a playful grin as she pointed her fork in the direction your eyes had been staring daggers at just seconds ago. At the other end of the Stardrop Saloon stood your recent ex-boyfriend Sam and his usual gang, except this time there was someone new with them. Your eyes took in the sight of your ex's arm tightly wrapped around Penny's shoulders as he went and kissed the top of her head, causing your heart to ache as you slightly cringe at the sight. "He's such a dick, right?" Leah questioned, tilting her head towards Gus, who silently cleaned one of his glasses. Gus opened his eyes, glancing from the two girls over to the group of young adults whose laughs echoed throughout his salon.

 

"Would you like another drink, Y/n? on the house?" He questioned, getting ready to give the farmer another cup. You took one last look at the new couple before letting out a deep sigh while pinching the bridge of your nose, feeling a slight headache approaching. "No, I think I should start heading back home. I have to wake up early to help Pierre with some new sales ideas he has." The two let out small sympathetic 'ahs' at your words while giving nods of understanding. You carefully rummage through your jeans, pulling out what you owe and slapping it on the counter as you wave goodbye to everyone who acknowledged your exit. You carefully swing the door open, closing your eyes as the night breeze hits your slightly flushed cheeks, letting out a contempt sigh as you lean against the Saloon, staring up into the night sky. 

'Come on Y/n it's been like two months now, get over it.' You thought, annoyed with your feelings. 'Maybe I should try dating again? I am pretty busy, though, with Winter coming in just a few months.' Letting out another deep sigh, you kick yourself off the wall, shoving your hands in your jeans pockets as you turn to return to the farm. Before you could even take the first step back, the doors to the Saloon opened as a familiar figure stepped out in front of you, causing you to stop all movement. "Oh, you're still here, Y/n?" Sebastian questioned, a cigarette between his lips as he looked down at you, slightly surprised to see your form next to him. You took a small step back as your body shifted, showing discomfort at the man's sudden appearance. Sebastian didn't say anything as he eyed you silently while lighting his cigarette. 

"Uh…hey, yeah, I was just about to head back." You mumbled, unable to make eye contact with your ex's best friend. Sebastian hummed his eyes, boring holes into your unaware figure as he let out a puff of smoke while carefully leaning against the Saloon. "Is that right? You want to keep me company for a bit?" His words catch you by surprise as you look up at his mouth, slightly open in awe. Sebastian gives you a barely noticeable smirk, amused with your reaction, as he raises a brow, tilting his head down to get a better look at you. "What? Just cause you and Sam are no longer together doesn't mean I have to stop talking to you, does it?" He scoffed, eyes narrowing as he clicked his tongue. You grew nervous with that as you quickly waved your hands out while stuttering over your words as you tried to devise excuses. 

"T-that's not! I- well, it's just you guys are so close and…um…I… I'm sorry." You admit defeat as you bend over from guilt. Sebastian just let out a small chuckle while ruffling your head as he let out another cloud of smoke. "Good to see you haven't changed since we last talked." He mumbled while motioning for you to join him against the wall. After a moment of hesitation, you decide to entertain your old friend, having not talked to anyone besides Leah since the breakup. "You're right…I haven't changed at all." You admitted while looking down at the ground, tapping your feet together. Sebastian's eyes narrow as he takes in your pitiful form, his chest tightening with disgust as he recalls how you used to smile whenever he saw you with Sam. An awkward silence falls between you, neither knowing what to say to the other after having not spoken in two months. 

"Did you see Sam and Penny?" Finally, Sebastian addresses the two people filling your vision the entire night. He doesn't take your eyes off your form, watching you stiffen at the mention of his best friend and new girlfriend. He hesitates momentarily, debating whether he should hit you with the harsh reality of their situation or leave you to your deluded thoughts. "... They're dating now." He finally starts watching as your body trembles, causing his jaw to clench as he feels a bit of rage cloud his vision, not liking the effect his best friend still had on you. Sebastian bites his lip before going to continue with his words. "They've been dating since-!" His words cut off, eyes widening in shock as he feels your petite, but rough hands press against his mouth as you stand on your tiptoes, your body trembling. 

"Please… don't continue, I u-understand." Your voice sounded so pathetic and broken to the programmer as he listened to the minor hiccups that left your lips. "Hey, are you crying?" He mumbles carefully, going and caressing your cheek, feeling like his heart was stabbed with a pickaxe when he handles your damp skin under his fingers. Sebastian had only ever seen you cry once during the after-party of one of their band's gigs. Everyone was out cold from partying too hard, but Sebastian had woken up to use the bathroom, his head swirling from the alcohol as he staggered towards the bathroom. When he reaches out to grab the doorknob, he is shocked to see it swing open, his sleepy and intoxicated eyes locking with your surprised, tear-filled ones. "...Sam broke up with me." After staring at each other for an eternity, you whispered to Sebastian. 

Scowling at the memory, Sebastian cups both sides of your face, carefully rubbing his thumbs in circles across the bags under your eyes, most likely due to the lack of sleep you have suffered since the breakup. "Hey…hey shhh. Don't cry, Y/n, oh come on, princess, look at me." He cooed, his face inches from yours as he made eye contact with you. "Oh Y/n, you poor thing…geez, why didn't you come to me if you were suffering so much?" You couldn't say anything to the man before you as you cried, feeling your throat ache with each pathetic sob. You look up at Sebastian, his eyes no longer holding that annoyed and lazy look this time; they're much softer and filled with love and compassion as he gives you a small smile. "I-I'm sorry, Sebastian, I don't mean to," He cuts you off, pulling you into a tight embrace as he carefully rubs circles along your back. 

"Shhh, don't apologize, Y/n." He whispered, nuzzling his chin against the top of your head as he took in your scent, his heart racing as he gave your body a small squeeze of reassurance. "Just cry it out for me, okay?" He asked, a small smile ghosting his lips as he felt your body starting to relax. "There we go, that's a good girl." As the words left his lips, you heard the door to the Saloon open, causing whoever just left to hear everything. You go to pull away from Sebastian's comforting embrace, not wanting to have people get the wrong idea. However, his grip suddenly tightens as he rests a hand on your head, pressing your face further into his chest. "Y/n? Sebastian?" Your eyes widened at the familiar voice, your body stiffening as your heartbeat against your ribs. Sebastian rubs circles on your lower back once again as he lets out a lazy hum while looking over at his best friend and Penny standing just inches away from the two of you. 

"Oh hey…you two going home for the night?" He asked with a bored tone, utterly different from the gentle, caring one he had with you moments ago. Your mind starts to wander off as you think back to his words from earlier, finally processing. 'Princess? Good girl?' You thought your cheeks were quickly heating up as steam practically danced from your head, heart pounding as embarrassment overcame you. 'W-what the hell was with that?! A-and this current situation…oh no, Sam's going to get the wrong idea-!' Your rapid thoughts are put to a dead halt as you feel Sebastian's hand suddenly slide down to your ass, his palm gently rubbing circles along the squishy flesh before giving it a slight squeeze causing you to jump as you hid deeper into his chest. "Y/n? Are you okay?" You heard Sam question with that sickening sweet tone he would use when you used to date, indicating he was worried for you. 

"She's fine, just had a bit too much to drink tonight, right, Y/n?" You felt Sebastian dip his head close to your ear, his warm breath hitting your already flushed skin as he quietly whispered his following words. "Right, sweet girl? Be a good girl for me, and nod your head so he can beat it." He growled the last part as his grip on your ass tightened, causing a small whimper to leave your lips while the man chuckled. You do as told while slightly peaking past Sebastian's arms, your eyes still teary from your minor breakdown moments ago. "Y-yeah, Sebastian's right." This earned you a small reward as you felt his thumb carefully rub circles along your hip. You said nothing after that, internally praying for the two to leave so you could hurry up and return to the farm. Your thoughts soon drifted as you inhaled the smell of Sebastian's hoodie; he smelled of cigarettes and motor oil, hinting that he must have been working on his bike at some point today. You felt your mind get fuzzy as you nuzzled closer to him, causing the man to stiffen as his arms squeezed around you, resting his chin on your head again. 

Sam stood there momentarily before nodding, a nervous smile crossed his face. "Ah, I see! I was just about to walk Penny home. Do you want me to take Y/n back to the farm for you?" Sam asked, his eyes only leaving your form to glance at his best friend for a second. "Nah, I'm going to take her back home. You worry about getting your girl home." Sebastian laughed, though you felt his annoyance as he tapped a finger against your skin. Sam hesitated momentarily before complying when he felt Penny tug on his sleeve. With a slight frown, Sam nods his head while giving you both one last look. "Right…get home safe then." The two walked off, leaving you and Sebastian alone outside the Saloon. You listened as he let out a deep sigh, his entire body seeming to relax as he carefully rubbed his hand up and down your back while letting out a small laugh. "Finally, I thought he'd never leave." he joked, arms still holding you close. You felt yourself growing hot as you carefully tried to pull away. 

"U-um, Sebastian, I should get home now." You whispered, avoiding looking up at him. Sebastian hummed, tilting his head to look down at you, his eyes narrowing as a lazy smirk tugged at his lips. "Oh, that's right, I have to get my good girl home~" He cooed, causing your eyes to widen as you looked up at him in shock, your mouth open to shout who knows what at him. Still, he was ready for this as he went and pressed his lips to yours, one hand carefully capturing your chin between his thumb and index finger as he tilted your head up to deepen the kiss. At first, your body is stiff from shock, your mind trying to process how all this was happening as your wide eyes stared straight into Sebastian's narrowed eyes. He smirked against the kiss as he pressed your body closer, his free hand trailing up and down your side, causing your body to relax as you slowly gave in to the feeling. 

The two of you slowly pull away from the kiss, a small string of saliva still attaching your lips as he presses his forehead against yours, his hand carefully caressing your cheek. "Are you lonely, baby?" He whispers, brushing his lips against yours, his eyes filled with desire as he slides his thumb down your lower lip, watching the plump skin tug with his digit, causing him to lick his lips. "Do you want me to take care of you, sweet girl? I can fix that lonely feeling, Y/n." His words cause you to shiver as a small whimper leaves your lips, tears filling your eyes as you feel your chest swell with joy at his praise, your ears wanting to hear more of it. "Come on baby…tell me what you want like a good girl." He kisses along your jaw as his hands ravish over your squirming body, eagerly awaiting your response. You bite your lip as you try to think of the consequences if you take the man in front of you home. You look up at him with a slight pout on your lips as he gives you a lazy smirk; however, his eyes hold nothing, but admiration mixed with lust as he stops, his hands gripping your hips with one last squeeze. "What's wrong, princess?" He whispered, feeling your hands grip at his hoodie. 

"Sebastian I…I want you to take me home." 

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As soon as the door to your house shut, Sebastian was all over you. His hands roamed around your body as he slid them up your shirt, kneading at your encaged breasts as he breathed a deep sigh into your ear. "S-sebastian, wait! We just walked in!" You cried, trying to push him away but failing as he went and pressed your front against the wooden floor, grinding against your ass as he leaned over you, licking the shell of your ear. "I'm sorry, princess, but I can't wait anymore. You're just too fucking cute." He growled, his hands making quick work of your shirt as he unclipped your bra, watching your breasts bounce with each grind of his hips. "So, fucking perfect princess." He whispers, going to pinch at your hardened nipples, earning a slight squeal out of you as your hips move back against his, causing him to bite his lip at the sudden friction. 

"Fuck do you like that Y/n? Does my sweet baby girl have sensitive nipples? Do you like me playing with them between my fingers like this?" He laughs as he gives a rough pinch to them, causing your back to arch as a low moan escapes your lips. "Y/n, do you want to know a secret?" He whispers while flipping you onto your back, making sure to grab each of your legs as he wraps them around his waist, pressing the bulge in his pants against your clothed pussy, a slight blush on his cheeks as he looks down at you with a lustful gaze. "I've always wanted you. From the moment you moved here, I wanted to make you such a good girl who I could spoil." He admitted while sinking to leave kisses from your neck towards your chest as he carefully started sucking on one breast, an intense shiver running through his body as he listened to your moans, feeling you squirm underneath him. 

"Sam didn't deserve to have you princess." He moans his teeth, lightly biting the sensitive bud, causing you to let out a small cry, bucking your hips up to meet his own, causing him to chuckle as he pulls away from your breast with a small pop before sitting up straight. "Such a good girl~" He purrs while slowly pulling down your jeans, his lips trailing kisses down your thigh to your ankle as he lets out a small gasp, his eyes locking with the wet spot soaking through your panties, just begging for him to lick it all up. "Such a good girl, Y/n…" He whispers while sinking his head between your thighs, pressing a small kiss against the slick-coated fabric, causing your pussy to twitch as you watch him with hooded eyes, small pants of anticipation leaving your lips. "How long has it been, princess?" He whispers before dragging his tongue up and down the fabric slowly and tormentingly. "When was the last time someone made this pretty pussy of yours feel so good?" he growled while tearing the material out of the way, his tongue invading every inch of your dripping hole. 

Your eyes shoot open as you slap a hand over your mouth, a deep groan leaving your lips at the sudden pleasure jolting throughout your body as your muscles tense up. "F-fuuuuuuck." You cry, a hand reaching out to grab at his dark locks. He grabs your wrist, stopping your movement with a slight chuckle as he pulls away from your pussy. Your juices make his mouth messy as he slowly licks his lips, shaking his head. "Uh uh~ answer my question, princess…when was the last time a guy was inside you?" He leans over your body, lips inches from yours, slowly slips a finger past your folds, rubbing teasing circles around your clenching hole. You whine from the act while wiggling your hips, wanting to feel the digit deep inside you. "Come on, baby~ Just answer my question, and I'll reward you like the good girl you are." He teased, eyes clouded with lust as he tugged at his pants with his free hand, letting out a small groan from being so pent up. 

You look at him with a slight pout as he bites his lip, almost reaching his breaking point from how adorable you looked underneath him. "S-since Sam and I dated…I haven't fucked anyone else, so please…mmh…please make me feel good, Sebby~" You made sure to drag out the little nickname hoping it would give you some reaction, and boy, were you right. Sebastian clenched his teeth together, eyes narrowing as they clouded with pure desire as he licked his lips. "Since Sam, huh?" He asks a hum towards the end. Your eyes widen as your mouth forms an o when you feel his rough and lengthy finger sink deep inside you, causing your back to arch as you grip his biceps, watching his eyes travel down to his hand. "Then my poor baby hasn't been satisfied in so long…" he whispers before sliding another finger inside your needy hole, watching as his fingers go in and out each time, coated in a new layer of your beautiful juices.   

"You're doing such a good job baby, oh such a good fucking job." he moans, watching as your body squirmed underneath him while feeling you needily clenching around his fingers, causing his cock to twitch in his pants as he growls, biting into the crook of your neck. "Princess, look at me, sweetheart." He breathes while carefully adjusting your gaze onto him. "Did you know he used to brag about you all the time?" He confessed, eyes locking with your clouded ones as he slowly freed himself from his pants, a slight hiss leaving his lips as his cock sprang against his chest. "He used to tell me all the time how sexy you were…" You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as you hear the man fingering you talk about how your ex used to praise you to others, finding yourself disgusting for getting aroused.

 

"He was right but failed to mention how cute you are. Such a cute and obedient pussy~" He sang, a cocky smile on his face as he watched your body shiver underneath him, watching your eyes tear up as your pussy clenched around his fingers, indicating that you had found your release. Sebastian whispers sweetly into your ear as he slows down his fingers, still pumping them through your orgasm. "That's it, princess…such a good girl for me~" he praised while placing kisses all over your cheek as you frowned, trying to get the words to leave your mouth between heavy breaths. "I-i'm not… I'm disgusting." You whimpered, allowing your inner thoughts to come out. Sebastian frowned at this as he went and pulled your legs over his shoulders, causing you to squeak as he removed your limp body closer to him. "W-what are you doing?" You cried, still trying to come down from your orgasm as you pushed at his abdomen. 

Sebastian says nothing as he slowly slides his tip along your wet folds, watching the juices mix with his precum. "He's tried to ruin you…" he mumbles while positioning himself against your throbbing hole, his eyes slowly locking with yours as he grits his teeth. "Be a good girl for me, okay princess? You'll be my pretty little slut and take it all, right?" He smiles at his words while capturing your lips in a deep passionate kiss before sliding his cock into your tight hole, causing you to whimper and whine at the sudden intrusion, a few tears escaping from your eyes. Sebastian groans, his rough hands sliding up and down your hips reassuringly before pulling away his brows knit together as he kisses the corner of your lips. "So good, Y/n…such a good girl for me, princess." He mumbled, slowly moving his hips as he watched each pleasurable expression cross your face at the feeling of him inside you. 

"S-sebbyyyy," You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck while needily placing sloppy kisses along his neck, causing him to laugh in adoration, loving how cute you were being for him. "What is it, princess? What does my sweet girl want me to do?" He happily lends you his ear, so happy to hear you moaning out his name like you did so many times in his fantasies when he sat at home jerking himself off in the basement. You look up at him, lips swollen from him kissing you so aggressively, cheeks flushed as a bit of drool slipped from the corner of your mouth. "Please move! I wanna feel good!" You whined desperately, causing a soft and caring smile to appear on his face. "As you wish, princess." He whispered before pulling away from you, legs still tossed over his shoulders as his grip on your hips tightened. 

You gasped and moaned as his thrusts became more aggressive, the feeling of his cock rubbing against your squishy walls filling your mind as you tossed your head back, your loud and pitiful moans echoing throughout the quiet and dark house. Sebastian looks down at you, a slight blush on his cheeks, his breathing heavy as he watches your fucked out expression, his cock twitching inside you as he brings one of his hands to your chest, giving a squeeze as he desperately tries to thrust as deep as he could inside you. "Smile for me, baby~ ah, come on smile! Fuck show me that pretty smile, baby~" He whined, watching as you brought your head to face him, your expression causing him to swallow back a loud moan as he felt himself about to cum at just the sight. You looked up at him; the moonlight barely lit the area, showing your eyes shining from the tears of pleasure that had dampened your soft skin. Your cheeks were so flushed as drool slid down your chin when your lips tugged up into a fucked-out smile as you reached your arms up to cup his face. 

Sebastian looked down at you with wide eyes, his mouth open in awe as he felt his chest swell with nothing but love for the farm girl. "Sebby~ Am I a good girl? I did as told please tell me I'm a good girl!" You whined, feeling his cock hit that one spot you needed as you reached your second orgasm causing your tongue to stick out at him, his eyes turning feral. "Fuck princess…yeah, you're such a good fucking girl, alright baby." He suddenly pulls out, causing you to let out a needy whine, having not had enough of his cock inside you just yet. "Whose dick do you like more princess? Mine or Sam's?" He suddenly questions before slamming his entire length back inside your sensitive pussy, ignoring that you had just released for the second time that night. 

"It's mine right princess?" He growls, watching your tits bounce up and down at his faster pace. You can't say anything too fucked out by the intense pleasure you were receiving. Sebastian grunts and groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he feels his cock wanting to paint your walls so pretty with his cum. "Come on baby say my dick is better. Come on, say it! Say it, oh god, say it with those pretty lips of yours, Y/n~" He whines, sticking his tongue out as he captures your lips in another sloppy kiss, listening to your lewd juices echoing throughout the house, his mind going crazy. He pulls away from the kiss, watching the strings of saliva fall back onto you, his heartbeat pumping through his ears as he pried your mouth open with two fingers. 

 "Say it for me, princess, and I'll give you such a good reward~ Just say it, baby. Come on, be my good, naughty girl~" He whined, desperate for you to say the words that would show him you no longer belonged to his best friend and that you were now finally his perfect girl who would do anything to be praised by him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you start feeling the knot in your stomach for the third time that night. The words barely leave your lips above a whisper, but he can still hear it. "Y-Your dick, Sebbyyyy! Mm, I like your dick more, Sebastian!" A deep growl leaves his throat as he presses his hips right against yours feeling himself ejaculating into your messy pussy, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he feels your walls clenching around him. You lay there too fucked out of your mind as you felt his cum filling your insides, a happy smile crossing your face as you watched Sebastian unconsciously try to push any cum that leaked out back inside when he pulled out. 

"That's my good girl~ so perfect for me~" He muttered while picking you up bridal style, leaving kisses along your face as he took you to your bed, carefully laying you down as he brushed a few strands of hair from your face. You hummed, tired eyes looking up at him as you leaned into his touch. "I'll grab you some water," he mumbled, giving you another kiss before heading towards the kitchen. As he patiently waited for the glass to fill, he noticed his phone going off, causing him to flip it open and look at the name of the person trying to call him. 

Sam

"Yeah?" Sebastian muttered, holding the phone up to his ear as he stopped the running water, making sure to have a tight grip on the cup, not wanting to break it. "Hey, I was calling to see if you made it home yet! I know you said you were taking Y/n home earlier. Did she get back safe?" Sam's voice laughed from the other end, instantly asking questions. Sebastian enters the room, stopping when he sees your sleeping face pressed against the pillow. He smiles quietly, walking over to you and placing the cup on your nightstand. "Yeah, we returned to her place a while ago." He admitted waiting to see if his best friend caught the fact he said 'we' instead of just you. Sam hesitates for a second, causing a slight smirk on Sebastian's lips as he awaits the blond's following words. 

"Are you still at her place then?' 

Sebastian just hummed as he sat on the edge of your bed, carefully playing with a strand of your hair as he looked down at you, eyes filled with love. 

"Of course, I'd still be at her house. After all, she's my girl now~."

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[moonywritez6]

Kinktober Day 1 Praise Kink (Reupload)

Character: Sebastian (Stardew Valley)

Reader: Fem Reader!

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Praise kink, smut, pet names, unprotected sex, harsh language, mentions of alcohol, mentions of cigarettes,

Wc: 4,795

A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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"If you keep glaring like that, you'll get wrinkles." You scoffed, bringing your drink to your lips as you glanced at your friend Leah, who happily munched on a salad, giving you a playful grin as she pointed her fork in the direction your eyes had been staring daggers at just seconds ago. At the other end of the Stardrop Saloon stood your recent ex-boyfriend Sam and his usual gang, except this time there was someone new with them. Your eyes took in the sight of your ex's arm tightly wrapped around Penny's shoulders as he went and kissed the top of her head, causing your heart to ache as you slightly cringe at the sight. "He's such a dick, right?" Leah questioned, tilting her head towards Gus, who silently cleaned one of his glasses. Gus opened his eyes, glancing from the two girls over to the group of young adults whose laughs echoed throughout his salon.

"Would you like another drink, Y/n? on the house?" He questioned, getting ready to give the farmer another cup. You took one last look at the new couple before letting out a deep sigh while pinching the bridge of your nose, feeling a slight headache approaching. "No, I think I should start heading back home. I have to wake up early to help Pierre with some new sales ideas he has." The two let out small sympathetic 'ahs' at your words while giving nods of understanding. You carefully rummage through your jeans, pulling out what you owe and slapping it on the counter as you wave goodbye to everyone who acknowledged your exit. You carefully swing the door open, closing your eyes as the night breeze hits your slightly flushed cheeks, letting out a contempt sigh as you lean against the Saloon, staring up into the night sky. 

'Come on Y/n it's been like two months now, get over it.' You thought, annoyed with your feelings. 'Maybe I should try dating again? I am pretty busy, though, with Winter coming in just a few months.' Letting out another deep sigh, you kick yourself off the wall, shoving your hands in your jeans pockets as you turn to return to the farm. Before you could even take the first step back, the doors to the Saloon opened as a familiar figure stepped out in front of you, causing you to stop all movement. "Oh, you're still here, Y/n?" Sebastian questioned, a cigarette between his lips as he looked down at you, slightly surprised to see your form next to him. You took a small step back as your body shifted, showing discomfort at the man's sudden appearance. Sebastian didn't say anything as he eyed you silently while lighting his cigarette. 

"Uh…hey, yeah, I was just about to head back." You mumbled, unable to make eye contact with your ex's best friend. Sebastian hummed his eyes, boring holes into your unaware figure as he let out a puff of smoke while carefully leaning against the Saloon. "Is that right? You want to keep me company for a bit?" His words catch you by surprise as you look up at his mouth, slightly open in awe. Sebastian gives you a barely noticeable smirk, amused with your reaction, as he raises a brow, tilting his head down to get a better look at you. "What? Just cause you and Sam are no longer together doesn't mean I have to stop talking to you, does it?" He scoffed, eyes narrowing as he clicked his tongue. You grew nervous with that as you quickly waved your hands out while stuttering over your words as you tried to devise excuses. 

"T-that's not! I- well, it's just you guys are so close and…um…I… I'm sorry." You admit defeat as you bend over from guilt. Sebastian just let out a small chuckle while ruffling your head as he let out another cloud of smoke. "Good to see you haven't changed since we last talked." He mumbled while motioning for you to join him against the wall. After a moment of hesitation, you decide to entertain your old friend, having not talked to anyone besides Leah since the breakup. "You're right…I haven't changed at all." You admitted while looking down at the ground, tapping your feet together. Sebastian's eyes narrow as he takes in your pitiful form, his chest tightening with disgust as he recalls how you used to smile whenever he saw you with Sam. An awkward silence falls between you, neither knowing what to say to the other after having not spoken in two months. 

"Did you see Sam and Penny?" Finally, Sebastian addresses the two people filling your vision the entire night. He doesn't take your eyes off your form, watching you stiffen at the mention of his best friend and new girlfriend. He hesitates momentarily, debating whether he should hit you with the harsh reality of their situation or leave you to your deluded thoughts. "... They're dating now." He finally starts watching as your body trembles, causing his jaw to clench as he feels a bit of rage cloud his vision, not liking the effect his best friend still had on you. Sebastian bites his lip before going to continue with his words. "They've been dating since-!" His words cut off, eyes widening in shock as he feels your petite, but rough hands press against his mouth as you stand on your tiptoes, your body trembling. 

"Please… don't continue, I u-understand." Your voice sounded so pathetic and broken to the programmer as he listened to the minor hiccups that left your lips. "Hey, are you crying?" He mumbles carefully, going and caressing your cheek, feeling like his heart was stabbed with a pickaxe when he handles your damp skin under his fingers. Sebastian had only ever seen you cry once during the after-party of one of their band's gigs. Everyone was out cold from partying too hard, but Sebastian had woken up to use the bathroom, his head swirling from the alcohol as he staggered towards the bathroom. When he reaches out to grab the doorknob, he is shocked to see it swing open, his sleepy and intoxicated eyes locking with your surprised, tear-filled ones. "...Sam broke up with me." After staring at each other for an eternity, you whispered to Sebastian. 

Scowling at the memory, Sebastian cups both sides of your face, carefully rubbing his thumbs in circles across the bags under your eyes, most likely due to the lack of sleep you have suffered since the breakup. "Hey…hey shhh. Don't cry, Y/n, oh come on, princess, look at me." He cooed, his face inches from yours as he made eye contact with you. "Oh Y/n, you poor thing…geez, why didn't you come to me if you were suffering so much?" You couldn't say anything to the man before you as you cried, feeling your throat ache with each pathetic sob. You look up at Sebastian, his eyes no longer holding that annoyed and lazy look this time; they're much softer and filled with love and compassion as he gives you a small smile. "I-I'm sorry, Sebastian, I don't mean to," He cuts you off, pulling you into a tight embrace as he carefully rubs circles along your back. 

"Shhh, don't apologize, Y/n." He whispered, nuzzling his chin against the top of your head as he took in your scent, his heart racing as he gave your body a small squeeze of reassurance. "Just cry it out for me, okay?" He asked, a small smile ghosting his lips as he felt your body starting to relax. "There we go, that's a good girl." As the words left his lips, you heard the door to the Saloon open, causing whoever just left to hear everything. You go to pull away from Sebastian's comforting embrace, not wanting to have people get the wrong idea. However, his grip suddenly tightens as he rests a hand on your head, pressing your face further into his chest. "Y/n? Sebastian?" Your eyes widened at the familiar voice, your body stiffening as your heartbeat against your ribs. Sebastian rubs circles on your lower back once again as he lets out a lazy hum while looking over at his best friend and Penny standing just inches away from the two of you. 

"Oh hey…you two going home for the night?" He asked with a bored tone, utterly different from the gentle, caring one he had with you moments ago. Your mind starts to wander off as you think back to his words from earlier, finally processing. 'Princess? Good girl?' You thought your cheeks were quickly heating up as steam practically danced from your head, heart pounding as embarrassment overcame you. 'W-what the hell was with that?! A-and this current situation…oh no, Sam's going to get the wrong idea-!' Your rapid thoughts are put to a dead halt as you feel Sebastian's hand suddenly slide down to your ass, his palm gently rubbing circles along the squishy flesh before giving it a slight squeeze causing you to jump as you hid deeper into his chest. "Y/n? Are you okay?" You heard Sam question with that sickening sweet tone he would use when you used to date, indicating he was worried for you. 

"She's fine, just had a bit too much to drink tonight, right, Y/n?" You felt Sebastian dip his head close to your ear, his warm breath hitting your already flushed skin as he quietly whispered his following words. "Right, sweet girl? Be a good girl for me, and nod your head so he can beat it." He growled the last part as his grip on your ass tightened, causing a small whimper to leave your lips while the man chuckled. You do as told while slightly peaking past Sebastian's arms, your eyes still teary from your minor breakdown moments ago. "Y-yeah, Sebastian's right." This earned you a small reward as you felt his thumb carefully rub circles along your hip. You said nothing after that, internally praying for the two to leave so you could hurry up and return to the farm. Your thoughts soon drifted as you inhaled the smell of Sebastian's hoodie; he smelled of cigarettes and motor oil, hinting that he must have been working on his bike at some point today. You felt your mind get fuzzy as you nuzzled closer to him, causing the man to stiffen as his arms squeezed around you, resting his chin on your head again. 

Sam stood there momentarily before nodding, a nervous smile crossed his face. "Ah, I see! I was just about to walk Penny home. Do you want me to take Y/n back to the farm for you?" Sam asked, his eyes only leaving your form to glance at his best friend for a second. "Nah, I'm going to take her back home. You worry about getting your girl home." Sebastian laughed, though you felt his annoyance as he tapped a finger against your skin. Sam hesitated momentarily before complying when he felt Penny tug on his sleeve. With a slight frown, Sam nods his head while giving you both one last look. "Right…get home safe then." The two walked off, leaving you and Sebastian alone outside the Saloon. You listened as he let out a deep sigh, his entire body seeming to relax as he carefully rubbed his hand up and down your back while letting out a small laugh. "Finally, I thought he'd never leave." he joked, arms still holding you close. You felt yourself growing hot as you carefully tried to pull away. 

"U-um, Sebastian, I should get home now." You whispered, avoiding looking up at him. Sebastian hummed, tilting his head to look down at you, his eyes narrowing as a lazy smirk tugged at his lips. "Oh, that's right, I have to get my good girl home~" He cooed, causing your eyes to widen as you looked up at him in shock, your mouth open to shout who knows what at him. Still, he was ready for this as he went and pressed his lips to yours, one hand carefully capturing your chin between his thumb and index finger as he tilted your head up to deepen the kiss. At first, your body is stiff from shock, your mind trying to process how all this was happening as your wide eyes stared straight into Sebastian's narrowed eyes. He smirked against the kiss as he pressed your body closer, his free hand trailing up and down your side, causing your body to relax as you slowly gave in to the feeling. 

The two of you slowly pull away from the kiss, a small string of saliva still attaching your lips as he presses his forehead against yours, his hand carefully caressing your cheek. "Are you lonely, baby?" He whispers, brushing his lips against yours, his eyes filled with desire as he slides his thumb down your lower lip, watching the plump skin tug with his digit, causing him to lick his lips. "Do you want me to take care of you, sweet girl? I can fix that lonely feeling, Y/n." His words cause you to shiver as a small whimper leaves your lips, tears filling your eyes as you feel your chest swell with joy at his praise, your ears wanting to hear more of it. "Come on baby…tell me what you want like a good girl." He kisses along your jaw as his hands ravish over your squirming body, eagerly awaiting your response. You bite your lip as you try to think of the consequences if you take the man in front of you home. You look up at him with a slight pout on your lips as he gives you a lazy smirk; however, his eyes hold nothing, but admiration mixed with lust as he stops, his hands gripping your hips with one last squeeze. "What's wrong, princess?" He whispered, feeling your hands grip at his hoodie. 

"Sebastian I…I want you to take me home." 

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As soon as the door to your house shut, Sebastian was all over you. His hands roamed around your body as he slid them up your shirt, kneading at your encaged breasts as he breathed a deep sigh into your ear. "S-sebastian, wait! We just walked in!" You cried, trying to push him away but failing as he went and pressed your front against the wooden floor, grinding against your ass as he leaned over you, licking the shell of your ear. "I'm sorry, princess, but I can't wait anymore. You're just too fucking cute." He growled, his hands making quick work of your shirt as he unclipped your bra, watching your breasts bounce with each grind of his hips. "So, fucking perfect princess." He whispers, going to pinch at your hardened nipples, earning a slight squeal out of you as your hips move back against his, causing him to bite his lip at the sudden friction. 

"Fuck do you like that Y/n? Does my sweet baby girl have sensitive nipples? Do you like me playing with them between my fingers like this?" He laughs as he gives a rough pinch to them, causing your back to arch as a low moan escapes your lips. "Y/n, do you want to know a secret?" He whispers while flipping you onto your back, making sure to grab each of your legs as he wraps them around his waist, pressing the bulge in his pants against your clothed pussy, a slight blush on his cheeks as he looks down at you with a lustful gaze. "I've always wanted you. From the moment you moved here, I wanted to make you such a good girl who I could spoil." He admitted while sinking to leave kisses from your neck towards your chest as he carefully started sucking on one breast, an intense shiver running through his body as he listened to your moans, feeling you squirm underneath him. 

"Sam didn't deserve to have you princess." He moans his teeth, lightly biting the sensitive bud, causing you to let out a small cry, bucking your hips up to meet his own, causing him to chuckle as he pulls away from your breast with a small pop before sitting up straight. "Such a good girl~" He purrs while slowly pulling down your jeans, his lips trailing kisses down your thigh to your ankle as he lets out a small gasp, his eyes locking with the wet spot soaking through your panties, just begging for him to lick it all up. "Such a good girl, Y/n…" He whispers while sinking his head between your thighs, pressing a small kiss against the slick-coated fabric, causing your pussy to twitch as you watch him with hooded eyes, small pants of anticipation leaving your lips. "How long has it been, princess?" He whispers before dragging his tongue up and down the fabric slowly and tormentingly. "When was the last time someone made this pretty pussy of yours feel so good?" he growled while tearing the material out of the way, his tongue invading every inch of your dripping hole. 

Your eyes shoot open as you slap a hand over your mouth, a deep groan leaving your lips at the sudden pleasure jolting throughout your body as your muscles tense up. "F-fuuuuuuck." You cry, a hand reaching out to grab at his dark locks. He grabs your wrist, stopping your movement with a slight chuckle as he pulls away from your pussy. Your juices make his mouth messy as he slowly licks his lips, shaking his head. "Uh uh~ answer my question, princess…when was the last time a guy was inside you?" He leans over your body, lips inches from yours, slowly slips a finger past your folds, rubbing teasing circles around your clenching hole. You whine from the act while wiggling your hips, wanting to feel the digit deep inside you. "Come on, baby~ Just answer my question, and I'll reward you like the good girl you are." He teased, eyes clouded with lust as he tugged at his pants with his free hand, letting out a small groan from being so pent up. 

You look at him with a slight pout as he bites his lip, almost reaching his breaking point from how adorable you looked underneath him. "S-since Sam and I dated…I haven't fucked anyone else, so please…mmh…please make me feel good, Sebby~" You made sure to drag out the little nickname hoping it would give you some reaction, and boy, were you right. Sebastian clenched his teeth together, eyes narrowing as they clouded with pure desire as he licked his lips. "Since Sam, huh?" He asks a hum towards the end. Your eyes widen as your mouth forms an o when you feel his rough and lengthy finger sink deep inside you, causing your back to arch as you grip his biceps, watching his eyes travel down to his hand. "Then my poor baby hasn't been satisfied in so long…" he whispers before sliding another finger inside your needy hole, watching as his fingers go in and out each time, coated in a new layer of your beautiful juices.   

"You're doing such a good job baby, oh such a good fucking job." he moans, watching as your body squirmed underneath him while feeling you needily clenching around his fingers, causing his cock to twitch in his pants as he growls, biting into the crook of your neck. "Princess, look at me, sweetheart." He breathes while carefully adjusting your gaze onto him. "Did you know he used to brag about you all the time?" He confessed, eyes locking with your clouded ones as he slowly freed himself from his pants, a slight hiss leaving his lips as his cock sprang against his chest. "He used to tell me all the time how sexy you were…" You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as you hear the man fingering you talk about how your ex used to praise you to others, finding yourself disgusting for getting aroused.

"He was right but failed to mention how cute you are. Such a cute and obedient pussy~" He sang, a cocky smile on his face as he watched your body shiver underneath him, watching your eyes tear up as your pussy clenched around his fingers, indicating that you had found your release. Sebastian whispers sweetly into your ear as he slows down his fingers, still pumping them through your orgasm. "That's it, princess…such a good girl for me~" he praised while placing kisses all over your cheek as you frowned, trying to get the words to leave your mouth between heavy breaths. "I-i'm not… I'm disgusting." You whimpered, allowing your inner thoughts to come out. Sebastian frowned at this as he went and pulled your legs over his shoulders, causing you to squeak as he removed your limp body closer to him. "W-what are you doing?" You cried, still trying to come down from your orgasm as you pushed at his abdomen. 

Sebastian says nothing as he slowly slides his tip along your wet folds, watching the juices mix with his precum. "He's tried to ruin you…" he mumbles while positioning himself against your throbbing hole, his eyes slowly locking with yours as he grits his teeth. "Be a good girl for me, okay princess? You'll be my pretty little slut and take it all, right?" He smiles at his words while capturing your lips in a deep passionate kiss before sliding his cock into your tight hole, causing you to whimper and whine at the sudden intrusion, a few tears escaping from your eyes. Sebastian groans, his rough hands sliding up and down your hips reassuringly before pulling away his brows knit together as he kisses the corner of your lips. "So good, Y/n…such a good girl for me, princess." He mumbled, slowly moving his hips as he watched each pleasurable expression cross your face at the feeling of him inside you. 

"S-sebbyyyy," You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck while needily placing sloppy kisses along his neck, causing him to laugh in adoration, loving how cute you were being for him. "What is it, princess? What does my sweet girl want me to do?" He happily lends you his ear, so happy to hear you moaning out his name like you did so many times in his fantasies when he sat at home jerking himself off in the basement. You look up at him, lips swollen from him kissing you so aggressively, cheeks flushed as a bit of drool slipped from the corner of your mouth. "Please move! I wanna feel good!" You whined desperately, causing a soft and caring smile to appear on his face. "As you wish, princess." He whispered before pulling away from you, legs still tossed over his shoulders as his grip on your hips tightened. 

You gasped and moaned as his thrusts became more aggressive, the feeling of his cock rubbing against your squishy walls filling your mind as you tossed your head back, your loud and pitiful moans echoing throughout the quiet and dark house. Sebastian looks down at you, a slight blush on his cheeks, his breathing heavy as he watches your fucked out expression, his cock twitching inside you as he brings one of his hands to your chest, giving a squeeze as he desperately tries to thrust as deep as he could inside you. "Smile for me, baby~ ah, come on smile! Fuck show me that pretty smile, baby~" He whined, watching as you brought your head to face him, your expression causing him to swallow back a loud moan as he felt himself about to cum at just the sight. You looked up at him; the moonlight barely lit the area, showing your eyes shining from the tears of pleasure that had dampened your soft skin. Your cheeks were so flushed as drool slid down your chin when your lips tugged up into a fucked-out smile as you reached your arms up to cup his face. 

Sebastian looked down at you with wide eyes, his mouth open in awe as he felt his chest swell with nothing but love for the farm girl. "Sebby~ Am I a good girl? I did as told please tell me I'm a good girl!" You whined, feeling his cock hit that one spot you needed as you reached your second orgasm causing your tongue to stick out at him, his eyes turning feral. "Fuck princess…yeah, you're such a good fucking girl, alright baby." He suddenly pulls out, causing you to let out a needy whine, having not had enough of his cock inside you just yet. "Whose dick do you like more princess? Mine or Sam's?" He suddenly questions before slamming his entire length back inside your sensitive pussy, ignoring that you had just released for the second time that night. 

"It's mine right princess?" He growls, watching your tits bounce up and down at his faster pace. You can't say anything too fucked out by the intense pleasure you were receiving. Sebastian grunts and groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he feels his cock wanting to paint your walls so pretty with his cum. "Come on baby say my dick is better. Come on, say it! Say it, oh god, say it with those pretty lips of yours, Y/n~" He whines, sticking his tongue out as he captures your lips in another sloppy kiss, listening to your lewd juices echoing throughout the house, his mind going crazy. He pulls away from the kiss, watching the strings of saliva fall back onto you, his heartbeat pumping through his ears as he pried your mouth open with two fingers. 

 "Say it for me, princess, and I'll give you such a good reward~ Just say it, baby. Come on, be my good, naughty girl~" He whined, desperate for you to say the words that would show him you no longer belonged to his best friend and that you were now finally his perfect girl who would do anything to be praised by him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you start feeling the knot in your stomach for the third time that night. The words barely leave your lips above a whisper, but he can still hear it. "Y-Your dick, Sebbyyyy! Mm, I like your dick more, Sebastian!" A deep growl leaves his throat as he presses his hips right against yours feeling himself ejaculating into your messy pussy, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he feels your walls clenching around him. You lay there too fucked out of your mind as you felt his cum filling your insides, a happy smile crossing your face as you watched Sebastian unconsciously try to push any cum that leaked out back inside when he pulled out. 

"That's my good girl~ so perfect for me~" He muttered while picking you up bridal style, leaving kisses along your face as he took you to your bed, carefully laying you down as he brushed a few strands of hair from your face. You hummed, tired eyes looking up at him as you leaned into his touch. "I'll grab you some water," he mumbled, giving you another kiss before heading towards the kitchen. As he patiently waited for the glass to fill, he noticed his phone going off, causing him to flip it open and look at the name of the person trying to call him. 

Sam

"Yeah?" Sebastian muttered, holding the phone up to his ear as he stopped the running water, making sure to have a tight grip on the cup, not wanting to break it. "Hey, I was calling to see if you made it home yet! I know you said you were taking Y/n home earlier. Did she get back safe?" Sam's voice laughed from the other end, instantly asking questions. Sebastian enters the room, stopping when he sees your sleeping face pressed against the pillow. He smiles quietly, walking over to you and placing the cup on your nightstand. "Yeah, we returned to her place a while ago." He admitted waiting to see if his best friend caught the fact he said 'we' instead of just you. Sam hesitates for a second, causing a slight smirk on Sebastian's lips as he awaits the blond's following words. 

"Are you still at her place then?' 

Sebastian just hummed as he sat on the edge of your bed, carefully playing with a strand of your hair as he looked down at you, eyes filled with love. 

"Of course, I'd still be at her house. After all, she's my girl now~."

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A/N: Thought this went without saying but, this is an act of fiction. Minors are never welcome on this blog, this is for entertainment purposes only and god wtf is wrong with you that I have to say this but this is not for sex education? If you're not mature enough to know a work of fiction is simply a work of fiction and not 'miss information' you're not mature enough to read smut.

Summary: After months of being unable to properly be together, you have worked up quite an appetite for your lover. It's a shame he's not really in the mood. However, states aren't always permanent and he never could resist you when you sounded like that.

Word count: 3226

Warnings: Smut

AO3 Masterlist

There was only so much you could do, there was only so much you could handle. The pair of you hadn't had any time together for what must have been months, mission after mission, constantly separated, so intimacy was out of the picture. 

  So when the pair of you finally had time off together, you knew exactly what you wanted. It seemed he knew exactly what he wanted as well. The pair of you had only been home for about ten minutes and he was already in the bedroom. It always made you smile, how in sync the pair of you were. Or so you thought, until you opened the door.

  Gaz had turned his switch on and Stardew Valley lit up on the tv. Your smile dropped, only for a second. His gaze shifted to you and he smiled kindly at you. 

  "Hey wanna come play?"

  Your feet were slow on the carpet as you slowly slid onto the bed next to him. 

  "Mmm, I had a different idea of what we could play." Your voice purred out and his eyes went back to the TV. 

  "Oh we could play Animal Crossing if you like, or maybe Mario Party but I'm not sure how fun it's going to be just the pair of us." 

  "I'm thinking more along the lines of Smashing." Your fingers hovered over the centre of his button-up for a moment. 

  "You hate Smash though- oh." His eyes shifted towards you and he swallowed when your fingers popped open his button and slid your hand on his chest. 

  Kyle cleared his throat and caught your hand before he pulled it away. "Not tonight, just wanna play. Maybe tomorrow?" The rejection hurt, just a little. But what really snapped was the burning desire that had slowly built up over the months. You pulled your hand back as if he burnt you, the reaction didn't go unnoticed and he let out a small sound. 

  "Babe, you know it's not like that. I'm just not in the mood and pretty tired I still love you-"

  "Kyle, it's fine." Your head lifted and you gave him a reassuring look "You do your thing and I'll do mine." Gaz's eyes looked away from yours but he nodded. A deep breath exhaled out from your lips and your eyes snapped to your side table. 

  Gaz tried not to stare at you the entire time your hands fumbled with the drawer. Shaking from pure desire, it wasn't easy for you to find the vibrator hidden away in the storage. Eventually, your finger made contact with the soft touch of its velvet bag and you yanked it out. A moment of silence ran between the pair of you when you sat down at the edge of the bed. When you looked up you saw that Gaz's eyes were on yours. Then they went down to the bag in your hand. 

  You couldn't help the heat that formed over your cheeks. Now that he was watching you with a complete lack of desire or arousal, you couldn't help but feel a little shamed at the fact. He had seen it many times before, walked in on you, even joined you time and time before but this was different, this time you were dirty and he wasn't. 

  "I'll- I'll head to the living room." You pointed with your thumb and abruptly got up and practically ran out of the shared room. The door behind you was slapped closed and your back made contact as your heart raced. His blank expression raced in your head, mixed with the sting of rejection, both had you let out a small groan that turned into a whimper. 

  That shame couldn't control you for long, slowly you looked down and the vibrator slid from the small bag and reminded you of that crushing core that demanded attention. Vibrator in your right hand, your left hand slowly drifted down to your clothed cunt. Your eyes closed and you bit your left pointer finger. 

  Tension left your shoulders and they dropped when your hand slipped the waistband of your pants. Just that little touch gave you so much. Your eyes snapped open towards the open curtains and you ripped your hands away from yourself. 

  You needed relief and you needed it right there and then. The curtains were promptly snapped closed and you threw the toy on the couch so you had free hands to remove your clothing. First, you removed the t-shirt from your body and then the sports bra that had you let out a little sigh of relief. Next came your pants which were dumped on the ground.

    Almost completely bare, you flopped down on the couch and grabbed the vibrator. A quiet him started from the toy and you placed it against your clit with only your thin underwear as a barrier. Your eyes shut and your mind wandered to the way that Gaz would touch you. He would start off slow, his gentle hands on the outside of your thighs. They would run up and down, feeling you up as his tongue would dance over his teeth. 

  He'd plant his hands firmly against you, indenting your flesh with his fingers. With his nice grip on you, he would pull you into his lap slightly. Kyle would be slotted between your thighs while your back would remain on the cushions. The thought of his clothed cock grinding against your cunt had you mew out. An admittedly rather loud moan as one of your hands went to grace your hard nipple. 

  The pair of you would stay like that, grinding against each other. Kyle would have that pent-up look on his face, mixed pleasure due to the friction between the pair of you. The grip on your thighs would tighten and he'd curse out before doubling down and grinding even harder. 

  You arch your back and continue your breathy moans while the vibrator works on your clit. The grip on the vibrator becomes a little tighter as you feel a wave of pleasure spread throughout your core, it's not there for very long but it has you relaxing deep into the couch. 

  The vibrator slips under your underwear and you slowly start to tease your entrance with it, your clits far too sensitive to continue. It would only need a couple of moments before you could return to it. 

  Lost completely in your imagination, you didn't notice the bedroom door open. 

  The dip in the couch had you gasp out and your eyes flung open. Kyle stared into your eyes as he mounted you slightly. Your legs were between his knees while he supported himself with the couch using one hand. Gaz leaned over your body and his face was directly above yours. 

  "Kyle?" You were still a little hazy, confusion written across your face. 

  "Hey." He paused and his eyes flashed down for a moment. "You were being a little loud there."

  "S-sorry I'll uh try to be quieter." True to your word, your voice practically vanished at the end of your sentence. 

  There was a playful look on his face and he leaned a little closer. Then his lips made contact with yours. The kiss wasn't gentle by any means. It was rough and wet, sloppy and full of desire, Gaz taking the lead. You moaned into his touch and clenched your fist to prevent yourself from latching onto him like a bear trap. 

  "I thought you wanted to play on the Switch." The words mumble from your lips the second he pulls back and you hear him laugh slightly and his free hand ran through his hair. 

  "Fuck, with you over here moaning my name like that?" Your brows raised, you hadn't even realised you had been doing so. "I'm only human, babe."

  "Kyle you don't have to-" He shuts you up with the taste of his lips and you feel his hand wrap around yours -specifically the hand with your vibrator in it. 

  "Don't need this anymore huh? Ready for the real thing?" His brow wiggled and you bit your lip. At his assurance, you couldn't help but feel the joy bloom in your chest. That earlier pain of rejection washed away. 

  A playful smile broke out on your face as Gaz continued to hover just millimetres above your head. "I dunno Gaz, I think I might continue with this." Your grip on the toy tightened and you smirked at him. 

  "Cheek." 

  "Yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?" Gaz pulled back slightly and cocked a brow at your challenge. His strong arms wrapped around your waist and suddenly picked you up. Your hand dropped the toy in preference to stable yourself in his grasp. Gaz pulled back with you and got off the couch where your legs wrapped around his hips. 

  "Thought you were happy with your toy, seems like you just threw it to the side now eh?"

  "Cause you picked me up you-" Your voice was cut off when Gaz's lips found your throat and messily kissed it, wetly kissing it as your head rolled back to give him better access. 

  "You said something?" He managed to muffle into your throat. A moan extracted from your lips was the only response he received and you could feel the way he smiled into your skin. 

  "You’re a bastard." The words left your mouth before he grabbed you and threw you onto the bed. You bounced a little and couldn't help the little laugh that escaped your mouth. Kyle had a rather predominant smile on his face before he kneeled down at the end of the bed. 

  Propped up on the bed with your elbows, you stare down at the man. He grabbed your ankles and grinned. A yank of your ankles had you surge forward where his hands kept your legs apart. Kyle's slender long fingers were stretched out over the inside of your thighs. Yet he didn't do much, he only rest his head on your right thigh where he took in the sight of you. 

  "You're gorgeous, you know that?" The devious smile on his face had softened and became one almost innocent. "Please don't take what I said earlier the wrong way." He clicked his tongue and glanced away for a second. "You're always super hot. I was just tired, you know? Felt like we never got a real break." 

  "Kyle…"

  He pressed a small kiss on the inside of your thigh. "It's like a tiredness in my bones. I mean I got a second wind when I heard yah going at it-" He gave you a wink with his smirk. "-But it's still lingering there. Think it's gonna be good to have some time off."

  "We don't have to if you're too tired darling. It's okay Kyle." 

  "Oh no, you're not getting out of this that easily." Gaz gave you little time to process his words before he turned his head slightly and bit down on the inside of your thigh. It wasn't very hard of a bite but the light pain on your soft tender flesh had you yelp regardless. 

  "You bitch!" You squeezed out and tore your legs from his grasp. Gaz's warm laughter filled the air as he climbed onto the bed after you. 

  "Oi get back here." He crawled up over the top of you and as his eyes made contact with yours, your movements slowed down until the pair of you were completely still. The smile on your face flattened and your lips parted slightly. 

  Gaz leaned in close to you, his skin brushed against your own.  "Got you." At his whisper, his lips crashed against yours. Like a bear trap, you sprung and wrapped your arms around his neck. His hand found your waist and wrapped his arm around it while he ground down against you. 

  Kyle hummed against your lips, his moans muffled against you and he rolled the pair of you until he was on his back. He manoeuvred your body until he had your thighs split apart over his legs. Seated on his lap, the pair of you parted for a second so he could remove his shirt. 

  It was flung to the edge of the room and you pressed your hands against his chest. You leaned down and pressed your lips against his. Nose brushed against yours and your forehead rolled forward to rest against his. Kyle's lips were always so impossibly soft, somehow he could kiss so rough and messy but always feel so gentle. 

  An intoxicating taste that was so unique to him, his lips on yours was something that you could never get tired of. Every touch always felt like seconds no matter how long of a moment you shared. 

  You rolled your hips down on him and he tore his face away from you. Gaz elected a hiss as his head tilted up and his eyes squeezed shut harder. "Fuck you sure know how to rile me up huh?" His voice was breathy and you felt his hand on you tighten. 

  His free hand tapped twice on the outside side of your thigh and you knew exactly what he was asking. You pushed up in your shins and disconnected your upper body from his. Kyle's eyes shamelessly explored your chest while he snapped out his belt from his pants and undid his pants. A groan of relief left his lips when he finally allowed his rock-hard cock freedom from its imprisonment. 

  A smug smile that suited his face well graced your sight while he tapped the end of his dick against your cunt. "I would ask if you're ready for me but look at you, your dripping." 

  With a roll of your eyes, you couldn't help the smile that curled your lips at his teasing tone. You steadied yourself with your hands still on his chest and he aligned himself at your entrance. Gaz opened his mouth to speak but before he could say anything, you lowered your body and slid down around his cock. 

  "Fuck." He drew the word out and his hand flew to the side of your hip where he gripped tightly. "God, it's been too long."

  "Uh-huh." You tried to make your voice light and humorous like his teasing but the strain in your voice just had it come out as a needy moan. 

  You went to move rather quickly but his hand gripped you tight. "Need a second?" You blinked down and he let out a breath. 

  "Feel like I'm a teen again getting my first hard-on, damn." 

  “Oh yeah? What was teen Kyle like huh?”

  “Surprisingly naive.” He gave you a weak smile. “I don’t think I really started understanding how the world worked until I was, what like twenty-four?” His eyes trailed off. The back of your fingers brushed against his face and his attention was drawn from whatever troubled matter his mind set to.

  “I bet teen you was a cute one.” With that sentence alone he let out a laugh and his hand let go of your waist. “Oh sure I was but something tells me that you prefer the way that I am today. You opened your mouth to speak but he made a small thrust up into you to emphasise his statement. It had you let out a groan and you took matters into your own hands. Settled in place you started to roll your hips on his cock, pleasure shared between the pair of you.

Gaz always somehow managed to fit you so well. He took up every inch inside of you. A deep sensation that you swore you could feel in your chest. That cock, too thick and long managed to push against that perfect sweet spot inside of you because how could it not? No space untouched, he filled you to your very core. With every bounce, the tip caressed your cervix. Not in any way painful but a deep pleasure that had you whimpering out his name. 

  The pace wasn't fast but wasn't incredibly slow either. Every touch was as intense as the last and had you practically trembling on his cock. "Made for me weren't you? That's it, baby." With both of his hands on the outside side of your thighs where he rubbed your skin up and down, coaxing you to continue riding him. 

  "Not gonna lie though, not sure how long I can last tonight." He admitted. 

  "Too much?" 

  "Been too long." He groaned and swallowed. "You’re insane if you think that we are only going one round though." 

  "Oh?"

  "You wanted my dick, baby, now your gonna get it. Fuck." His hands gripped on purchase and he started to thrust himself up into you. Taking charge, you stilled your actions and allowed him to fuck up into you. He didn't push it in as deeply as you had under your control, that extra inch and a half being too much for you to take at such a hard and punishing pace. 

  He throbbed inside of you, pulsated inside of you. "God I really should slow down but, fuck, you feel so good." A determined look crossed his face but mixed with desperation. So close but so unsure if he should go over that edge. 

  "Cum for me Kyle." That purr of your voice had him groan out and lift you from his cock. Seconds later his wet dick smacked against your cunt and his seed burst. 

  It roped out over your stomach and chest. It wasn't just a little either. He painted your body white as his voice deepened in moans. Gaz never was the quiet type. Slowly, you wrapped your hand around his cock and gently pumped it, encouraging it to continue. Kyle cursed out your name and thrust into your hand a little, a mix of his cum and your slick coating the inside of your hand. 

  His dick stopped jerking and his body relaxed onto your shared bed. "Damn." He breathed out a laugh and ran his hand through his hair. "That's a lot huh?"

  "You think?" You smiled back at him and brushed your thumb over the top of his member. He let out a shiver that ran across his entire body.

  "Ah- too much give me a minute." His hand flinched towards your wrist and you let go of him. Kyle's eyes flickered down your painted body, fondness adorned his eyes and he couldn't help but grin at you. He was almost proud of himself in a way. He enjoyed the sight of you, that much was obvious but he enjoyed the sight of you so deliciously covered in his seed. 

  One of his hands reached up, his pointer finger extended out. With the flick of that finger, he smeared his cum over your nipple. A devilish look formed on your face and you grabbed the hand. You brought it up to your mouth where you sucked his finger clean. 

  Gaz's jaw parted and he let out a groan while his cock twitched with interest. "You're gonna be the death of me."

#gaz x reader #cod x reader #mw2 x reader #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #kyle garrick #alas the new text editor is forced on me so copying/pasting is a pain #means I have to use the html version from ao3 instead of just the raw text so formating is sllliiiggghhhhtly scuffed

[toweroftickles]

on behalf of the person who asked about stardew valley yes yes yes yes yes yes yes

STARDEW VALLEY - Bachelor & Bachelorette Tickle Files

Haley

Ticklishness Rating: 7/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Armpits, Neck

Though far from the most sensitive creature on earth, Haley deeply despises being tickled. Her body essentially rejects anything that makes her look silly or less-than-perfect. Doesn't sit well with that somewhat unintentionally-bitchy Queen Bee persona.

Reacts with volatile spurts of anger. Her first impulse is to viciously smack her attacker's hand, multiple times if necessary.

Doesn't so much "laugh" as "struggle to stay quiet and occasionally let out a strained yelp." Like a barking Shih Tzu.

If Emily decides to bug Haley by tickling her, she doesn't hesitate to strike back. Haley's tickle attacks tend to be sharp jabs with her fingernails. Mean, not playful.

Alex

Ticklishness Rating: 7/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Abs, Ribs, Armpits

Unusual Ticklish Spot: Elbows

Cocky gym machismo personified. Gets embarrassed by anything that makes him look vulnerable and really doesn’t want anyone to know he’s ticklish.

Has a sharp fight-or-flight panic response (usually the latter) to being tickled. Thanks to his tragic relationship with his father and the loss of his mother, he’s become reflexively a bit touch-averse. :/ Harbors a slight distrust of that sort of closeness.

Not the most physically affectionate, so he’s not really much of a ler. The idea never really occurs to him.

Abigail

Ticklishness Rating: 9/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Balls of Feet, Tummy & Sides

Secretly loves it when her significant other pulls her into their lap and squeezes her sides. (Tickle fight/make-out session combos are one good way to get her engine revving.)

Often slaps a hand over her mouth to contain her bubbly, excited laughter. She doesn’t like her laugh, but everyone else thinks it’s adorable.

She's very squirmy, and she kicks. But don’t worry - she’s having fun!

Her pet guinea pig, David, always crawls all over her when she's relaxing, and she gets the giggles something fierce.

Watch out - she always retaliates, and has a blast doing it. Big on using baby talk and teasing when she's got someone pinned down.

Most of her tickle attacks consist of squeezing hard with all five fingers splayed out.

Sebastian

Ticklishness Rating: 9/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Arches, Sides

Just look at this dude. Closed-off, emo, temperamental, somewhat cold to strangers...everything about him says "I'm deathly ticklish but will kill you if you touch me."

Whenever someone else around him gets tickled, he becomes visibly uncomfortable. Given his proximity to Maru, this can be a problem.

Has a gravelly chuckle, thanks to the smoking. Gasps and coughs a lot when he laughs.

Will plead with you & yell at you to stop as soon as you start attacking him.

Doesn’t really fight back - runs like Jason or Freddy are chasing him. Might scratch you involuntarily.

Maru

Ticklishness Rating: 10/10!

Most Ticklish Spots: Tummy/Sides, Belly Button, Feet…everywhere! 😁

Favorite Tickle Spot: Bellies

A totally adorkable cuddle bug! Everyone around Maru knows how ticklish she is and she's an absolute joy to have in your clutches.

Has a low-pitched, throaty, bubbly giggle punctuated by the occasional squeal.

Still gets tickled by her mom (Robin) all the time. Everyone in the family loves pinching her sides. ^^

A champion at tickle fights and a big fan of blowing raspberries on tummies. Very physically affectionate with friends & loved ones.

Attacks with wiggly, shuffling finger movements. Likes to tease with the “Cootchie cootchie coo!” type of tickle-talk.

When her father first married Sebastian’s mom, she tried cheer-up tickles to get on her new bro’s good side…but quickly discovered this was a bad idea.

Sam

Ticklishness Rating: 6/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Feet, Ribs

Frequently acts as something of a surrogate father to his little brother Vincent. If Vincent ever needs cheering up (or if the older sibling is losing in a video game), Sam won’t hesitate to start a tickle fight.

He’s always been quite a troublemaker…as a little kid, his friends often “taught him a lesson” by pinning him down and tickling him.

Will always fight back and dish out whatever he gets!

Likes to tickle girlfriends and sometimes uses it to flirt with groupies.

Emily

Ticklishness Rating: 8/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Arches, Armpits

Unusual Ticklish Spots: Wrists

Her biggest priority is “positive spiritual energy,” so she’ll eagerly participate in anything that builds happiness & trust & good vibes. If that includes tickling in someone’s case, then she’s up for it.

Loves to laugh. Hers is squeaky, high-pitched, and fast - it vibrates like jello.

You’ve really gotta hold her down - she thrashes like crazy. Describes being tickled as “sucky” when it happens, but “exciting” afterwards.

Tries to break down her sister’s barriers with skittery tickle attacks. She loves annoying Haley like that, though she’s not always overly-fond of the resulting payback.

Measuring her customers to make clothes for them has occasionally led to accidental ticklish moments, which always makes her giggle.

Penny

Ticklishness Rating: 9/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Sides, Neck, Toes

Can’t stand being tickled, in any capacity. You’ll get her to beg for mercy just by wiggling your index finger at her.

As you can imagine, she didn’t get much affection as a kid, especially from her mom. She’s not used to tickles and has basically no resistance built up.

Her entire face goes absolutely scarlet when she’s touched. Jittery & shivery. Won’t sit still. It’s cute. ^^

Has a soft, airy laugh that’s almost barely audible.

Leah

Ticklishness Rating: 7/10

Most Ticklish Spots: Belly Button, Hips, Balls of Feet

Though she doesn’t have a particular affinity or dislike for tickling, Leah would make a great ler, thanks to her creativity, love of discovery, and artistic hands.

Always happy to learn that others are ticklish. When she’s tickling, she likes to experiment, poking and prodding all over until she finds every weak spot.

Her voice drops an octave and she gasps a lot when she’s laughing. Laughs from in her stomach and the back of her throat.

Loves foot rubs…as long as you don’t tickle. ;)

#tickling #tickle blog #tickle #tickling community #tickling headcanons #headcanon #tickle headcanon #sfw tickles #sfw tk blog #sfw tickling #stardew valley #stardew valley hcs #sdv haley #sdv sebastian #sdv maru #sdv alex #sdv penny #sdv sam #sdv emily #sdv abigail #sdv leah #sdv

[kozykricket]

alright, heres something in games that peeves me. maybe it isnt a new thing, but i feel like ive been seeing it more not deciding whether your game is a sequel or a brand new thing the hesitance towards making something entirely new or admitting something is a reimagining.

Well, I think tears of the kingdom is a prime example. what do even megafans of TOTK (me) admit that it has its faults? not acknowledging botw. yeah, malice is just gloom now. what shrines. etc.

...its a game that feels like it didn't really want to be a sequel. oxenfree also comes to mind, sort of. oxenfree 2 feels like its another take on stuff that happens in oxenfree, in the same world, but with different events and concepts that sort of mirror the precedents that were set... but also mix things up still! not to throw around the word shoehorned, but... there being only 1 decayed guardian in TOTK definitely feels like "hey, we're referencing the first draft of this game" and more of an easter egg than... well, it reminding you its a sequel. There are some special things that come from revisiting a world that you've been to before, like hateno village having a whole fashion war in TOTK...

but like, do you feel me when i say it feels like TOTK was "BOTW but if we leaned harder into the ancient zonai, and took it in a little bit of a different direction"

im not gonna say oh its literally just botw but again. because its... the merit of TOTK being a cool game comes from it being different in unique ways. so when it DOES try to remember the game that its a direct sequel to, it only really feels kind of vague and slapped on. what im saying is i think we need more deltarunes. yes these are the same characters, some are still important and some arent the focus anymore, yes determination exists, but its for different stuff now oxenfree 2 felt like it was... mmm, im too tired to write about how it evokes a similar feeling, but i think it does

like, TOTK had an astonishing amount of work put into it. its not just a copy paste with different mechanics. but fundamentally the foundation of the game is the same, and... well, it just seems like they didnt really exactly care to CONTINUE BOTW, moreso that they wanted to REVISE BOTW

i was gonna fit in stuff about A) new content taking priority over old content, sweeping old stuff under the rug (minecraft spawner rooms, tbh) B) new content being really high quality in updated games (stardew valley ginger island, maaybe ror2 dlc to some degree, though it more feels like a diff, equally quality vibe)

like yeah minecraft updates fit into here somewhere, and especially terraria updates and how they're great but honestly these amount of cool ideas could be put into a new game or something... even if that requires making a new foundation... im... sort of tired as i write this, i WILL have a followup post eventually on this, because it feels like there are dots ive found , even if i havent Quite connected them.

like, hey where do persona definitive editions fit into this?

a big thing to me is the ignorance of old things, the fitting the new into the old, blending of...

well yeah, it feels like . if you arent gonna bother blending the old and new together well, then just make a game thats separate. but if you just wanna give another go at a game with similar elements, go ahead and... make it a reimagining! a ... different cut of the game! im sure ill realize smth i forgot to write here when i hit post, because i am tired but have thoughts. there are a lot of games that fit into this puzzle, and i cant quite remember more situations like TOTK off the top of my head but i KNOW ive experienced them

#jake ramblings

[silkendandelion]

Pomegranates, A Stardew Valley fanfiction

Pairing: Lance (SVE) x Farmer (male)

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Farmer Max didn't listen to the wizard's warning and encounters a spell that shows him a version of his life where he married Elliot, instead of Lance. Hurt/Comfort, happy ending.

AN: Spoilers for Lance's 10-heart event and several late game quest lines, references to the outcome of these quests or rewards. Player is an OC with established characteristics, story, mannerisms. It's fine, we have fun anyway.

Rated Teen and Up Audiences for sexually suggestive content, unsafe situations, characters worried about infidelity (No actual cheating). One-shot. Cross-posted to Ao3 here. Send me a DM: yell at me, send flowers. Cheers.

He always saved the best pomegranates for Elliot.

The shiniest fruits of the batch, so heavy with juice they nearly jumped off the branch and redder than wine-stained, kiss-swollen lips. They always got washed separately, scrubbed twice, and packed in a box that had become known as “Elliot’s box” because of the blocky, handwritten label that declared it.

“That time of the year again?” Lance smiled as he set his satchel on the kitchen floor, mindful of the farmhouse’s stone counter-tops ever since they discovered that life elixir is surprisingly acidic. Luckily, the microwave now hides his shame.

“Just in time for his birthday too, since the summer was so cool,” Max said, clicking the crate shut.

“Well, I’m off to the Highlands.” Lance glanced in the fridge while the farmer tugged on his boots. The sticky rice he made the night before was untouched, a cursive note that read ‘goodnight, my love’ still attached to the top.

Poor farmer, he works so hard, he thought. “Actually. There’s not much to do the first week of the season, besides observations. If I only do a half day, I could make it back by say… 8 o’clock? What do you think, love, want to quit early with me?”

His mushy thoughts of hiking up to the bath house and splitting a pot of cider on the couch were dispersed by Max reaching for his coat with a wince. “I’m sorry, honey, probably not. Leah wants to do a brunch thing tomorrow for Elliot’s birthday and I gotta turn in early if I’m gonna finish the chores before I go.”

Lance opened his mouth to point out the flaw in his plan, but settled for a frown as he slung his satchel over his shoulder. “No worries, love, just a thought.”

They parted ways with a kiss, soft and sweet: the farmer’s preferred choice of apology when he knew Lance wasn’t actually looking for one.

“Stay safe up there. And say hi to Marlon for me if you see him,” Max said.

“Of course. Safe travels, farmer,” Lance teased him with a smirk.

He watched Lance leave their homestead and down the road, the smell of freshly-tilled soil washing away the scent of his husband’s soap before he even turned the corner. By the fifth day of the season, the crops were all settled into their neat little rows, the promise of pumpkins already in curly little saplings, and colorful mushrooms peeking up from plush, sleepy grass. The trestles by the fence would have grapes on them soon enough—best to keep an eye out for Petunia then, lest his horse be tempted out of her stall and he find her foundered in her sin.

Elliot loved the fall.

And Max almost slapped himself as he started the rest of his chores.

The wizard had warned him, “you can peruse my library at your leisure, but don’t touch any of the books behind that altar. It’s for your own safety,” and gestured to a menacing golden creature atop a spell circle, the statue’s ruby eyes seeming to follow him around the candlelit room.

It was one book.

A simple spell, just a single, short paragraph among the hundreds of others, found by parting the book to a random number and beginning in the middle of the page. The spell explained itself to have no ingredients, casted only by reading, though Max couldn’t have guessed how literal the instructions were.

“Spirits alive, spirits alike, spirit made flesh. The mind is a shallow cup, cursed to overflow with too many memories, but the soul remembers. Never forget, dear spirit. Recall your journeys, dear spirit… allow us to enter your mind, spirit. And look with us.”

Even Max knew not to speak aloud from spell books, but just reading the words left him breathless, his wheeze condensing in front of his face. He slammed the book shut, quick and careful to replace it on the shelf exactly as it had been found before fleeing back to the warp hall, his fumbling hands yanking at his coat’s zipper.

“Too creepy… Never again,” he said, believing now that Magnus wasn’t exaggerating when he placed the shelf off limits.

But the spell was already cast, brought to life by being read, and Max found himself visited by the most vivid dream he’s ever had—and hasn’t had one like it since.

A farm, what must have been his farmhouse, and an autumn day like today. A striped cat rushed to the kitchen under his feet while the writer hummed at the stove, his ginger hair pulled back to the nape of his neck.

“Good morning! Come eat, darling, I made your favorite.”

He never cared for pancakes but his stomach growled regardless, heart squeezing unbidden when the writer fluttered over to greet him with a milk coffee kiss.

Lance drank his coffee black.

It wasn’t his farm, not his cat, not his husband, so why did it feel so warm?

Why did he wake up missing the rosy lens of that other place? With syrup on his tongue and a pain in his chest for a man he’s never looked at before with anything other than friendship? His heart sank, belly cold as he rolled over to seek the warm back of his sleeping husband, minding the pomegranate hair draped over his pillow.

“Mm—hello,” Lance rumbled with fondness, awoken by the way the farmer squeezed around his middle.

“Go back to sleep, Lance,” he said against his hair. The smell of magic never did manage to wash out, like lightning in a forest. A happy huff was his only reply, though Max would stay awake for the rest of that night, and for days after.

He never should have read from that damn book.

The dream wasn’t anything more than a glimpse. He didn’t know the farmer’s story, who raised him, but he knew why his belly twinged when the writer kissed him. And if this flash of a feeling could haunt his thoughts in broad daylight, he knew he would die if he ever knew the truth about their entire life together, killed gloriously by the knowledge of one single lifetime, out of the thousands this other valley might know.

And he would never recover if Lance knew.

How could he ever say that in another life, some other place just like their valley, he was married to Elliot? And that they were so happy?

He couldn’t, he would rather jump naked into a bath tub of lava slimes than hurt Lance.

Lance, who when he was contemplating giving up farming to be a full-time adventurer declared with that self-assured grin that Max was the only one who could help him with his research.

Lance of the First Slash Clan, seasoned adventurer, who becomes as red as his hair, suddenly shy when Max reminds him that on his first visit to the First Slash Guild Hall, he took off his clothes and suggested they squeeze into the single bed.

The same man who when Max came to him with the insane idea to turn their cellar into a guild hall, didn’t poke holes in his dream or complain about how much the construction would cost, instead swelling with pride to say “My farmer, always thinking of others.”

Lance, whom without the world would have no spring.

Max looked at the crate in his hands, having walked all the way to the beach after his chores, and knocked on Elliot’s door with his boot. What am I doing?

“Max, hello there!” He opened the door with a gasp. “Are those for me?”

“What—yes. Fresh from Haddenfield,” he said reflexively, pulled from his thoughts to follow Elliot inside and put the crate on the piano bench for unpacking.

“Oh, they’re beautiful,” he said, holding one up to the window to admire it’s ruby glitter. “Won’t you let me pay you this time?”

“No no, of course not,” Max waved his hands. “I brought it to you without asking, it’s a gift. Happy birthday.”

“Well, thank you.” Elliot bowed his head, but was struck by a thought. “Wait. This is heavy, too big for Petunia. Did you walk all the way here? Let me make you a cup of tea before you go.”

Max remembered the smell of green tea from his dream, knowing what he would offer even before Elliot opened the metal canister. “I’ve got green tea, do you mind a travel cup?”

This life is enough. No memory, intangible and false, will come between him and his valley.

“I’ve actually gotta get going. Somewhere to be. Thank you, Elliot, and happy birthday!”

“Thank you, Max, please be careful. Say hi to Lance for me!” He called as Max was already marching his way up the beach with a wave. ____ ___ __ _

Good, Marlon didn’t take the boat, he thought as he found the dinghy by the mountain dock, tied and ready. The trek to the Highlands always managed to be twice as long when you were in a hurry, and Max prayed the clouds gathering overhead would hold off on their rain until he made it to the outpost.

A distant crackle of thunder caught Lance’s attention, and he paused his note-taking where he was crouched beside a sleeping mushroom sprite.

“That’s enough for today, I guess,” he said, accidentally startling the creature awake and having to cast a recall spell to avoid its tiny rage.

On the river, Max struggled with the frantic sail of Marlon’s little boat, holding his own against the wind despite the way the waves slapped against its fragile sides.

“I can hear the conversation now—Sorry Marlon, I took your boat out into the storm without your permission but it was all for love! No no, it’s in pieces but I’ll buy you a new one, I promise.” Max yelled to no one as the little boat bobbed and thrashed around the last bend before the dock.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Inside the outpost, Lance closed the line on his emergency phone when no one answered.

“He must be on his way home… oh, I hope he’s all right,” he said, going to pilfer his satchel for supper.

“Oh no,” he groaned, realizing his packed dinner was still in the fridge at home, probably next to the forsaken sticky pudding.

“Crumbs,” he said with a huff. Rain on the stone roof meant it was too late to try to fish, too far to try to go home.

A loud thud came from the direction of the dock, heard clearly even through the heavy wooden door, and the hair on his arms stood up.

Debris from the storm? No, it sounded like a person. Marlon? But why? It could also be a monster.

“The warding should keep them away…” Unless the storm fractured my spell circle.

The lumbering came again, closer now, until both Lance and the mysterious noise stood on opposite sides of the door.

His fingertips sparked with a welling of magic. “Aureus lux—“

The door flew open to crash against the opposite wall. “DAMN it all—”

“Max!” Magic leapt from his hand to scorch across the stone wall, but at least the attack hadn’t landed on his soaked husband, frozen in the doorway.

“Did you just try to zap me?!”

“Of course I did! How am I meant to know you’re the one stomping around like a Golem in the middle of a storm? What are you doing here?” He helped the farmer inside, setting him down at his workbench to begin taking off his boots. His fingers shook on the dripping laces, but not with magic.

“You’re soaked—what were you thinking?! What if the boat crashed, how would I ever even know what happened to you? Drowned, or, or—” Max hushed him with the hand that wasn’t holding his bag.

He pulled him close, uncaring he was likely dampening Lance’s shirt, he needed to feel him before he floated away. “You forgot your dinner.”

Lance blinked at him, watching the farmer open his bag to take out two portions of curry and a bottle of wine. Blue Moon, his favorite. “No hard feelings that it’s not from Haddenfield,” Max said, like every time he gifts it to him with the same cheeky grin.

“Have dinner with me? Maybe?” He tries again when Lance is quiet.

“That was an incredibly foolish thing you did,” Lance finally says, flat, but his eyes are soft when he pulls him into a long kiss. They can hardly tell which one of them deepens the kiss first, lips sliding and tasting of petrichor by the time they part to breathe.

“… So you’re not mad?” Max says, dazed and a little warmer where his jacket collar bows away from his skin.

“Of course I’m angry. But I’m also helplessly in love with you, farmer.” He shakes his head and reaches for the bottle.

“I’ll open the wine if you’d like to change your clothes.”

“You have extra clothes here?”

“No,” he says, flat again, and punctuated by both the pop of the cork and his affectionate smirk.

Well, at least the bed is dry, he thinks as he sits in his underwear. Lance never stayed mad for long, and by the time they finish supper he’s coaxing the farmer under the duvet and into his arms. For body heat, he insists, not because the outpost bed, while bigger than the one at the guild hall, is still a squeeze for two grown men.

“It reminds me of that first night at the First Slash,” Max said, accepting the wine bottle when Lance passed it to him.

“Oh Yoba, hasn’t my heart been through enough tonight?” Lance rubbed his tired eyes, albeit smiling behind his hand.

“Don’t be embarrassed, you were very charming,” Max grinned and passed the last sip back to him.

“How long had we been dating? Not long at all, and I threw myself at you.”

Max grabbed his hand to invite his gaze. “I caught you, didn’t I?”

Lance waited a beat, eyes softening as he squeezed their hands. “Yes, you did. Handsome farmer, I couldn’t help but need to know how you felt.”

“I promise, the fact that you were pressed up against me with your abs out had no influence on my answer.” Lance’s chuckle made his stomach flip, a familiar feeling he wanted to happen over and over for him alone.

He drifted easily into a useless dream about keeping Petunia away from the grapes, deeper than he’s slept in weeks, and wondered if pomegranates would be important in his next life too.

#stardew valley #stardew valley expanded #lance sve #lance stardew valley #lance x reader #lance x player #original character #do player fics count as x reader? #stardew oc #stardew farmer #oc fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #fluff #hurt/comfort #pomegranates #x reader #x oc

[lhck999]

My Stardew Valley OC's ship lore

Been wanting to do this one for a while! Sorry if it's messy, I wrote it straight into tumblr with no planning.

Stacy x Shane

• At first, both didn't really like each other. Stacy was the one who, despite finding socializing difficult, put in the effort to make friends with him.

• During the 2 heart cutscene, Stacy tells him she used to feel hopeless, too. Tells him she's starting to heal, and that he shouldn't give up. He doesn't take the advice to heart.

• During the 4 heart cutscene, Stacy barely speaks. But the look on her face says it all. Worry overflowed her teary eyes. "Hopefully I won't be around long enough to need a 'plan'.." Shane gets slapped across the face. "Don't you dare even think of such a thing!" Tears streamed down Stacy's face. Jas ran to her room, sobbing. None of them had noticed she was listening. Instant regret.

• In a rainy summer evening, Stacy was heading back to the farm though Cindersap Forest. She stumbled upon a trail of beer cans and ran along it, desperation starting to make it's way into her heart. The trail led to the cliff edge where Shane was.

"Stacy... I-I'm sorry..." Shane said, between hiccups. "My life... It's a pathetic joke...Look at me..." Stacy kneeled in front of him, not knowing what to do. "Why do I even try?" Shane questioned, sobbing. "I'm too small and stupid to...to take control of my own life... I've been coming here often...looking down... But I'm too scared, just like always..." Stacy gripped his hand. She felt a knot in her throat as he continued. "Stacy...All I do is work, sleep and drink...to...to dull the feelings of self-hatred. Why should I even go on? T-Tell me why I shouldn't roll off this cliff right now..."

Stacy recalled the time when she didn't feel like enough, when she worked until she passed out, when she didn't have anyone to talk to, when nobody seemed to care. Choosing her words carefully, she told him what she would have wanted to hear back then:

"The decision is yours. Just know that I'm here and I always will be, and that you can count on me for whatever."

Shane's teary eyes widened. "Thanks...I appreciate that...I really do." he paused. "...I think you should take me to the hospital now."

With great difficulty, Stacy carried an unconscious Shane to Harvey's office.

Suzy x Alex

• They bonded over gridball literally in their first meeting. Great friendship material.

• A few weeks after moving in, Suzy decided she deserved a break and went to the beach. It seemed someone else had gotten there first, though.

"Oh, hi. Suzy, right?" Alex asked.

"Yup. What are you up to?" Suzy responded. "Just enjoying this great weather." he paused. "Hey, go long!"

Suzy took a few steps back, and caught the ball Alex threw.

"Nice catch!" he said.

"Your throw was great!" she complimented back.

"Thanks. You know, I'm gonna be the first professional gridball player from Stardew Valley...There's no doubt in my mind."

Suzy looked at Alex, who was now staring onto the horizon.

"I already led my school's team to the regional playoffs... Now I'm just training so I can get a spot on the roster of the Zuzu City Tunnelers. You just wait!"

Smiling fondly, Suzy said:

"I believe in you."

"Thanks, Suzy. I'll remember that."

• As they start talking more, they share bodybuilding tips, book suggestions (mostly on Suzy's part), and plans for the future.

• During the 4 heart cutscene, Suzy was shocked. She had never imagined what Alex had been through.

"You seem like someone I can trust...That's why I'm telling you this, Suzy. I don't want any sympathy. If there's anything good about my past, is that it's made me strong."

She pat his back as she said:

"That it sure did."

"Now, let me show you what Dusty will do for a barbecued steak." he chuckled, holding a large piece of meat in front of the drooling dog, who was clearly super excited.

• "Oh, hello dear! How have you been?" Evelyn said, as Suzy stepped in through the front door after a few knocks.

"I'm alright! Things on the farm are going pretty well. How have you and George been?" Suzy replied.

"Thank you for asking, dear. We're doing well! What brings you here today?"

"See, I found these leeks while foraging and thought I'd drop by to give you some." Suzy said, taking out a few leeks from her backpack and gently placing them on the kitchen counter. "I also haven't seen Alex in a while. Is he here?"

"Oh, yes, he's just in his room! You can go right ahead. Thank you for the leeks, dear!" Evelyn responded.

"No prob!" Suzy said, turning to the corridor in front of the entrance.

Reaching the end, she knocked on the door to her right.

"Come in!" Alex said.

He was standing in front of the bookshelf in his room, looking a little gloomy.

"What's wrong, Alex?" Suzy asks.

Alex sighed. "Look at all these books... I haven't read a single one of them..." He picked a random book off the shelf, examining it's cover.

"But I guess you can't make a living in this world if you don't have brains..." Alex said, putting the book where it was originally.

"...I'm worthless."

Suzy looked at him with a mixture of disbelief and sympathy. She took a deep breath and said:

"Listen, man. Everyone's got their strenghts and weaknesses. Just because you're not good at one thing doesn't mean you're worthless." She placed her hands on his broad shoulders.

"I've seen your skills with that gridball, and they're on par with the pros. You could make it into the Zuzus if you tried." She said, letting out a smile.

"And if that doesn't work out- guess what? You got me here to help you out with studying, job hunting and whatnot!" Suzy complemented.

If he doesn't marry you, that is. (Stop it!)

"...Thanks, Suzy." He said, his eyes sparkling in that way she loves so much. "I mean it. You're a great friend." He now had a warm smile upon his face.

"Thanks. I try to be." She let go of his shoulders, turning her gaze to the ground as she smiled and her cheeks turned a little red.

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv alex #sdv ocs #stardew valley oc #farmer suzy #farmer stacy #alex mullner #shane sdv #sdv shane #stardew valley shane #stardew shane #shane stardew valley #alex stardew valley #stardew alex #oc lore

[swiftscion]

TOA anniversary munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: you. yes, you.

Name: Orokara

Pronouns: he/they

Birthday (no year): February 3

Where are you from? What is your time zone? Canada; EST

Roleplay experience: I have no idea but probably something like 7 or 8 years at this point

Got any pets? Just a few fish, if you can count those

Favorite time of year: Spring! It feels really nice when the days start to get longer

Some interests and things you like: Mythology, music and playlist making, reading, animanga, cooking, random video essays, biology

Some fun facts & trivia about you: I used to moderate a few roleplay groups and a Pixelmon server myself, though those interests all died. I share a birthday with Hilda Goneril. I have an awful habit of starting things and then never finishing them. I like wearing bracelets and golf clothing. I crack my neck like all the time.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Currently, Honkai: Star Rail, League of Legends, and Flight Rising. I'm also a big fan of the Pokemon series (and fan games), Project Moon games, Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance, Ultrakill, and Omori. Currently looking for people to play Stardew Valley with me ehe

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Ghost and Grass. I used to be a grass-type gym leader on the Pixelmon server i helped run, and Appletun was my ace. Did you know that due to its ability thick fat and partial dragon typing, it actually resists fire moves? Many of my challengers didn't ;) my other faves are Hisiuan Zoroark, and Altaria!

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I liked Ike from Smash Brothers Brawl and on a whim decided to play Path of Radiance one day. It was one of my first emulator experiences. I let Rhys and Soren die on the first map they were available and never reset for them. It was bad.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? All mainlines at least once, plus feh

First Fire Emblem game: Path of Radiance!

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Blazing Blade, Binding Blade, and Genealogy in no particular order

Any Fire Emblem crushes? Kagetsu, Shannan, DIECK, Tibarn, Gerik, Selena/Severa

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? Awakening - I don't remember but most recent is Chrom. Fates - Selena. Three Houses - Marianne. Engage - Mauvier

Favorite Fire Emblem class: Swordmaster but I use early game pegasus knights and thieves religiously. Dodgetanking is my favorite thing ever

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? Navarre archetype myrmidon

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Fear the Deer baby!

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Emblem Ike so I can run into an entire pack of enemies and slap the great aether button

How did you find TOA? Got invited after i was struggling as like. the only fe4 fan in a discord group that mostly wrote modern fe titles

Current TOA muses: Larcei, Owain, Sain

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Larcei! Though she has come and gone

Have you had any other TOA muses? Ough I might not remember them all but I think the list is: Lewyn, Elm, Sirius, L'Arachel, Ryoma, Idunn

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? This might sound crazy considering my muselist but edgy swordsmen... I think people who grapple with feelings of revenge, hatred, and guilt are so interesting to delve into the psychology of. Lif is probably my all-time fave, if that says anything about me

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? Slow and steady character growth. I like it so much when my muses become long-term friends with other ones. Owain and Julius, Larcei and Edward, Sain and Caeda, etc etc. Gaining a new reason to wake up in the morning and all the implications of that is always a joy to hash out over the course over multiple posts

Favorite TOA-related memory: The time Sirius and Est kept being forced to attack eachother by an arena boss, but whiffed all their rolls. Darcy and I wrote it with this little tongue-and-cheek bit where they kept saying "now isn't the time for sparring" before misdirecting yet another attack and writing Sirius' feelings regarding her, his past in Archanea, and the present state of that arena was real fun. Shoutout to N's Leif for the incredible setting of a really dark cave, too!

How do you pronounce TOA?: Sometimes I pronounce each letter individually and sometimes I say "towah". I am mad inconsistent sorry

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? Fuck it have my whole delusion list: Rutger, Fergus, Lif, The Vaike, Lewyn (again), Osian, Melady, Orson, Zihark, Louis, Kagetsu, Libra, Lon'qu

#OOC #//happy toaversary!!

[veinsfullofstars]

⭐ Welcome! ⭐

Henlo. Hope you’re doing well. Thanks for poppin’ by. I’m Veins, an art goblin on the internet with abnormal levels of anxiety and chronic video game brainrot, and this is my introduction post. Any updates or news on my end will be added here as well. I hope you’ll be patient with me and enjoy your visit!

(Last updated 04/20/24)

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Who are you?

What an existentially upsetting question. Well, for the moment, I go by VeinsFullOfStars online, usually shortened to just Veins. I’m also toying around with Ivan or Yves, but Veins is the most preferable. Nice to meet you!

Wait, didn't you already have an account here? With the same username?

I did. I, uh, panic-deleted it in response to the data-scraping fiasco and regretted it almost immediately. As a result, you might see reblogs from the deactivated account still floating around. There is, unfortunately, nothing I can do about those unless the blogs that shared them take them down themselves (and, hey, if you happen to be one of those folks seeing this, I'd super appreciate it if you'd maybe remove the old reblog and replace it with the new one from here if you can). It's my mistake for overreacting, and now I just have to live with it. Sorry for any confusion.

What does your username mean? Where did it come from?

It’s an altered version of a pen name I used in my teen years. I’m too embarrassed to get into specifics, but just know that it comes from a place of very sincere cringe and leave it at that.

What are your preferred pronouns/gender?

Thanks for asking! I’m non-binary, and I use they/them pronouns.

How old are you?

Ancient (in my 30s).

What is your avatar supposed to be?

A goblin. Very smol, very nervous, very puntable.

What are you using this blog for?

Art, mostly. I like to draw digitally and sometimes make stuff with yarn. I've also been writing since I could hold a pencil (though I don’t have much finished, so art will be the main focus for now). Also, expect a lot of reblogs, shitposts, and/or silence between posts - I am a simple hobbyist with a lot of brain nonsense and IRL hurdles. I’ll do my best to post with some regularity, of course, but - again - I hope you’ll be patient with me if things go quiet from time to time.

What are your interests?

I love stories. I love characters. I love folks who can weave whole worlds with nothing but words on a page or color on a canvas. I grew up on fantasy novels, short horror stories, and late ‘90s/early ’00s animation. I learned to appreciate slice-of-life and slow-burn romance much later. Mythology and folklore also slaps, and I wonder sometimes if I should’ve majored in psychology instead of lib arts. My playlists are nothing but video game OSTs with a little heavy metal and j-rock sprinkled in for flavor. I sold my soul to Nintendo years ago, but sometimes I find indie darlings to fall in love with for a time. Dogs are adorable little menaces, and I love them all with my whole chest. Cats are okay, and I am allergic to them. (Does that answer the question? I think I lost track towards the end there…)

Any current hyperfixations?

Tons, but the biggest ones at the moment are Kirby, Hollow Knight, and Paper Mario. More nebulous interests include (in no particular order) Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky, Rain World, Stardew Valley, most Soulsborne titles, Hades, Darkest Dungeon, Good Omens, The Legend of Zelda, Undertale/Deltarune, OFF, The Binding of Isaac, Ace Attorney, Animal Crossing, The Magnus Archives, Sonic the Hedgehog, and countless more. When I say “multifandom,” I mean it, homie.

Do you have any other social media?

Just this and an AO3 account. So, if you see my name anywhere but these two places, it’s probably not me. For now, Tumblr will be the best place to keep up-to-date with my stuff. If anything changes, I’ll let y’all know here.

Do you have a list of tags you use on your posts?

I tag things obsessively, but I’ll try to sort out the most relevant/unique ones I use here:

#veins art - for any art I’ve made (chrono link)

#veins old art - for reposts of older art I made before moving to Tumblr (Note: these posts are here for archival purposes and may not reflect my current style/interests.)

#veins sketches - for any of my unrendered doodles/sketch dumps

#veins ocs - for art I’ve made featuring my original characters/stories

#veins fanart - for art I’ve made featuring characters from other IPs

#veins writes - for any written works I’ve made

#veins ships - for any posts (reblogs included) featuring romantic pairings; I will also try to include specific pairings as “#(blank) x (blank)” and/or any ship names

#veins rambles - for random thoughts/text posts

#veins in dream land - for any rambles/headcanons about the Kirby series specifically

#veins answers - for any of my responses to asks sent in (chrono link)

#veins reblogs - for anything I reblog, obviously

#kirbtober 2023 - for my Kirbtober 2023 art specifically (chrono link)

#childhood friends au - for art from my Kirby AU where Dedede and Meta Knight first met as kids (masterpost | chrono link)

#kintsugi au - for art from my Kirby AU centered around the Mirror World, the Wave 2 gang, and the Darkroach ship - warning: contains angst and some suggestive content (masterpost | chrono link)

I’ll update this with new tags if/when they pop up. Anything else will have generic tags to fit the context of the post. I also mark trigger warnings with tags like “#(blank) tw” if necessary.

What do you use to make your art?

For digital art, I use Clip Studio Paint and a Wacom Intuos Pro S drawing tablet (that I'm pretty sure I've had since high school). I don’t draw traditionally as much anymore, but, when I do, it’s usually just quick sketches with pencil and paper. For writing, I use TextEdit or whatever generic rich text editing software I can find. For crafting, I use yarn and plastic canvas.

What brushes do you use?

For sketching and linework, I generally use the Wick Pencil from the 8 Particle Pencil catalog made by saturns_day. For flats and rendering, I use the default CSP hard round brush, airbrush, and G-pen. For effects and extras (clouds, textures, sparkles, etc.), I use default effects brushes or whatever I can find from the CSP Asset Shop.

Can I share your work through reblogs? And are tags okay?

Of course! Reblogs are absolutely fine and always encouraged. I’m also fine with tags as well (though I ask that you not mark anything as a ship unless I’ve marked it as such on the original post - look for the tag #veins ships if you’re ever unsure).

Can I repost/use your work for my own personal/commercial use?

Absolutely not. While I am always in support of creators inspiring each other with our works and endeavors, that does not mean anyone should engage in art theft (intentional or otherwise). Under no circumstances may you repost, reupload, reproduce, copy, trace, modify, sell, use, tokenize, scrape/integrate into A*I, and/or otherwise claim as your own any of my art/written works. Never assume a piece of art shared online in yours for the taking - that is someone else’s hard work and passion, and you need to respect that.

Can I dub one of your comics?

As flattering as that would be, I worry about lack of credit or my work being stolen for others’ content, so I sadly have to say no.

Why is there a big watermark on your art?

The state of the internet today has made me extremely paranoid about things like art theft, bad-faith reposts, nonconsensual integration, etc., so I make sure to sign and WM anything original I post. I know it’s not exactly fun to look at (maybe even distracting or bad for engagement), but I’d rather be safe than sorry, so I guess I’ll just have to take that hit.

Do you have an askbox? Can we send in questions/comments/etc.?

Yes, the ask box is currently open, and I'm more than happy to receive any questions, comments, etc. you guys might have (even if it makes me a bit nervous, haha)! I just ask that you read the rules first before you submit anything.

Do you take requests/commissions/suggestions/collabs/etc.?

Sadly, I do not take art requests or suggestions unless I put out a specific call for them. I'm also not really in a position to take commissions either. Collabs I'm on the fence about - maybe with mutuals or folks I know personally.

Is this an inclusive space?

Of course! This queer little goblin accepts everyone under the LGBTQIA+ umbrella, along with folks of all shapes, sizes, backgrounds, disabilities, and colors. That said, there will be absolutely no tolerance for (inhale) racism, sexism, transphobia, queerphobia, xenophobia, misogyny/misandry, bigotry of any kind, ableism, p***philia, inc*st, selfc*st, z**philia, RPF, trolling behavior, self-promotion, the promotion of N*FTs or A*I art, or any otherwise harmful, toxic, or hurtful rhetoric. Anyone seen behaving as such will be blocked, reported, and forgotten. :)

Is this an all-ages space?

Hmm… I’m gonna have to say no. While I probably won’t be posting/sharing anything too lewd or graphic, I’m not opposed to things like swearing, angst, fluff bordering on suggestive, and discussions of mature subject matter (all of which I will make sure to tag with content warnings as necessary). Obviously, I can’t police everyone who wanders into this blog, especially since some people omit or lie about their ages online, so the best I can do is ask for good faith on your part. If you are under 18, interact at your own risk. The last thing I want is to make anyone (myself included) uncomfortable because there are kids in an adult-allocated space. Again, I hope you understand.

What is your stance on shipping?

The vernacular around pro- or anti-shipping confuses the hell out of me, so I’ll just try to explain my personal philosophy on it: I have ships I like, ones I’m indifferent to, and ones I won’t touch with a ten-foot pole. I only reblog (and tag) ship-related content I’m in support of, even if it’s not one of my personal favorites. Most importantly, I don’t bother others about their personal preferences. Anything I don’t like or don’t support, I simply do not engage with. Or, if it makes me too uncomfortable, I block outright. The same should apply to your experience as well - if you ever see ship stuff here that you don’t like, feel free to block the tags (look for specific pairings, ship names, and/or my personal tag #veins ships) or even the blog entirely. You are not obligated to like the things I like or engage with media you don’t enjoy. Respect for each other and curation of your personal online space is always key. Additionally, I 100% will not ship minors, blood relations, self x self, anything relating to b*stiality, or anything relating to RPF.

Are you okay?

No, not even a little bit... but fuck it, we keep going.

Why do you put a comma before the “and” in a sequence of three or more words?

You can take my Oxford comma away from me when I’m cold, dead, and rotting in the dirt.

Is there anything else?

Nah, I think we’re good for now. Thanks for taking the time to read all this. Hope it wasn’t too rambly or weird - just trying to cover all my bases. I hope you all have a lovely timezone out there, wherever you are. Be sure to wash your hands, wear your mask, and stay hydrated. Remember to be strong, be safe, and, for the love of dog, be kind. Peace!

-Veins (originally posted 08/07/23, reposted 02/29/24, updated as of 04/20/24)

#veins rambles #introduction post #FAQ #disclaimers #long post #check for updates #veinsfullofstars

[sunspray-peak]

Ch. 53: Stardew Valley's Highest Honor

WEDNESDAY - WINTER 3 

He took a shower. Shaved his face. Managed to scrounge up an old tube of concealer to hide the circles underneath his eyes. 

Achilles spent five minutes wrestling himself one-handed into a linen button down before clumsily tugging on a sweater vest and some slacks. He covered the scent of cigarette smoke with cologne and dragged himself to the kitchen to nibble on a stale scone. 

For thirty minutes, he steeped his tea and steeped in dread before three missed calls and two angry voice mails from Lewis finally dragged him to Pelican Town.

****** 

“You’re late,” Lewis hissed, quickly shoving him into a small tent that had been erected behind a raised stage in the town square next to the saloon. “You were supposed to be here 10 minutes ago!” 

“There are 20 people here, Lewis, I don’t think they’ll particularly care if we happen to start a bit late…” 

But it was like talking to a ghost—Lewis had already high tailed it back to the waiting crowd (it was actually 30 townsfolk, not 20, and a dozen or so tourists and small town reporters).

Abigail, who had been waiting patiently playing some game on her phone, gave him a hearty wave and rolled her wheelchair over to him. “Why the long face, my dude?” She slapped him on the lower back. “Come on, cheer up, Achilles! We’re heroes!” 

“Right… any idea how long this is supposed to take?” Achilles glanced at his watch—or, fuck, Alex’s watch, he still hadn’t gotten around to giving it back… 

“Sheesh! So impatient! Busy busy bee, huh.” Seeing that Achilles’ face remained stony, she punched his hip. “Come on, what’s the matter with ya? Whatever’s bothering you, forget about it, this is our time to shine! Look at us.” She jabbed the cast on his arm and motioned to her broken leg and ankle. “We deserve it! Bruh, honestly, we should get our own freakin’ deakin' holiday…” 

“We” is a strong word… 

*****

“My fellow citizens. We gather here today to honor two of our finest members of our community…” 

Lewis voice, magnified by a slightly screechy microphone, came trailing through the open flaps of the tent. Abigail, all attempts at making conversation having been repeatedly rebuffed, had muttered “sourpuss” before returning to the tile-matching game on her phone and was now humming a jaunty tune. 

Can’t be more than half an hour…

“…braving the mines, braving the spirits, all to save our humble town…” 

Though who knows with this man, he’ll likely prattle on for years unchecked… 

“… and now, let us give the warmest round of applause to Stardew Valley’s very own heroes: Abigail Maison and Achilles Robinson!” 

“Seriously, Lewis, you couldn’t get a ramp for the stage?” Achilles snarled as he pushed Abigail’s wheelchair out from the tent and towards the platform. The criticism fell on deaf ears, however, though whether that was because Lewis chose to willfully ignore it or because of the crowd’s exuberant applause, Achilles would never know.  

Abigail was unabashed, however. She took Lewis’ outstretch hand and (to Dr. Harvey’s dismay) hopped one-legged up the steps, leaving Achilles behind to carry the wheelchair up. 

“I’ve got it, I’ve got it, I can carry a fucking wheelchair, believe it or not…” he grumbled, shoving aside whoever it was who had stepped forward to assist. He hadn’t bothered to look, he didn’t care. The sooner this was over the better. 

Marnie, dressed in her finest (and perhaps only) collared shirt, directed him to stand to Lewis’ right with Abigail, who was now seated once again. 

Achilles surveyed the crowd of villagers and curious tourists and wondered if Lewis had threatened them all at gunpoint to attend—there was Sam, hooting alongside an actually beaming(!) Sebastian up in the front. Shane in the second to last row, clapping slowly and slightly off beat compared to the rest. Haley right below the stage, snapping photos, the flash near blinding. And Alex… 

“Today, we humbly invite you…” 

Oh lord, he’s still got more shit to say, huh… 

“…I ask each and every one of you: where would we be now if it weren’t for these brave souls…” 

Where would I be now if you just shut the fuck up… how much longer can you go on for, man, what is there more to say… 

“…forever shall our town be in your debt. You two deserve our everlasting thanks and gratitude...”

The fuck did I do? It was Abigail, all Abigail… 

“…we bequeath you Stardew Valley’s highest honor…” 

Achilles stifled a snort. 

Bequeath? Bequeath?? Stardew Valley’s highest honor my ass, you made that up last night, didn’t you… 

“…presented to those who have made outstanding contributions to the Stardew Valley community…” 

If you don’t shut up soon, I’m pushing you off the stage… that’ll be my real outstanding contribution to the community… 

“…and outstanding service…”

I’ll kill myself right here, right now, I swear to Yoba, light myself on fire—

“…we are honored to have such upstanding, admirable, accomplished representatives of our community…” 

This was too much. 

All the decorum that had been drilled into him from a young age had been seeping out over the past five minutes, and he was nothing now but a hollow husk of a man with no filter and nothing more to lose. He laughed. 

“Achilles?” Lewis paused from his speech. “Do you have something to say?” 

But Achilles only continued to laugh—a high pitched (and highly unflattering) wheeze that sent him sinking to his knees and cackling until his eyes watered. 

With an irate wave of his fingers, Lewis directed Marnie to present each of the two medals, but Achilles only continued to laugh maniacally as he bowed his head and presented his shaking shoulders for her. 

He couldn’t stand being here a moment longer. He didn’t need interviews or his picture in the paper. Didn’t deserve them. This was all ridiculous—why was he here? what had he done? No outstanding contributions, far from accomplished… 

When the townsfolk and tourists broke to crowd around the buffet table, he slipped quietly away and returned to his home. 

*****

The laughs hadn’t yet bubbled their way out of his system. All the way back to his farmhouse, he found himself erupting into crazed bouts of giggles, until he was safe behind his front door and the snickering turned suddenly to a torrent of tears. 

His knees had grown weak, but he managed to stagger blindly to the living room, collapsing into the sofa as Voltaire leapt in his lap.  

You’re not a hero. You’re not anything. Not a writer, not a farmer, couldn’t even be a corporate drone for more than a handful of years. You are pathetic. You are nothing. 

He wanted to call his mom.

The phone was in his hand, her number punched in, when he faltered, remembering a headline from his phone’s news app that morning. 

It’s Monstera Fashion Week. Fuck. Of course it’s fashion week. Couldn’t even time your mental breakdown well, huh? Can you do anything right? 

Not that she would care. She’d answer in a heartbeat, hell, she’d probably take the next plane out if he asked her to. 

Lord, how did his parents end up with such a fucked up failure of a son. 

This is a you problem. No use bringing other people into this. 

Hey now—Eva wouldn’t be too happy with you for thinking that way… 

Well Eva’s not here anymore, is she? 

Maybe he ought to give her a call instead. See if she did virtual therapy sessions.

Nah. You have the tools—you figure this out yourself. 

Well a refresher on said tools can’t hurt… 

Yoba, why was it so hard? To even just think clearly, to organize his clashing thoughts. 

He stood to grab his lighter from the coffee table but in his haste, tripped over one of Voltaire’s cat toys, and in a sudden, near comical series of errors, went crashing into the corner of the table, the collision shattering a small ceramic vase. 

Muttering under his breath, he tried to dodge the pool of water seeping among the shards, but his socks were quickly sodden as they danced tip-toe among the wilted corpses of flowers he’d once treated himself to weekly, back before he’d gone down the mines. Before everything had gone downhill. 

Lord, was that mold? He bent down to better examine the fuzzy cream clouds among the broken ceramic, but lost his balance and began to teeter straight into the table once again, right into the corner.

Yoba, I humbly ask for you to just cut me some slack just for the rest of today —

But it seemed like Yoba was sleeping in. The resulting fresh cut on his arm led him to retaliate with a painful kick to the table’s legs, which only served to send a shockwave up his shin and a pile of neatly stacked pages scattering haphazardly to the ground. 

An anguished screech died in his mouth. Instead, he watched the pages flutter, half of them settling in the moldy vase water. He slowly bent to gather the semi-sodden pages. Couldn’t help but read over the damp words of his novel’s first draft, scrawled in his second favorite fountain pen, the ink already beginning to cloud and bloom. 

What were you even thinking? Trying again. That door’s long closed, buddy. 

He tossed the manuscript into the fireplace and set it aflame. 

He didn’t want to move anymore. He didn’t care about progress, didn’t care about what was next. What was the point? 

Achilles buried himself under his covers, and for the second time in a week, cried himself to sleep. He could stay here forever. 

#llnks #stardew valley fanfic #my fic #sdv fanfic #sdv oc #sdv farmer #stardew valley oc #stardew valley farmer #farmer x alex

[udaberriwrites]

Hey Annie! How are ya! Im here to send ya asks! XD

Now...lets go with Haley/Penny! 48 and 50!

Have fun!!

Out of Habit and Out of Love means quite a few kisses! (Plus some friendship thrown in 😁)

“I’m just saying, Serinne had a point,“ Haley said with her hip propped against the ice cream cart, slapping the magazine page “I never liked Harcourt, I told you. No man with a haircut like that can have taste, and she deserves so much better.”

Alex groaned, “And I told you, as long as he can score ten touchdowns in one match for the Tunnelers, I don’t care what celebrity he's going out with. Now, when I am the MVP? You’ll be able to veto my girlfriend and my hair. Though I’m not sure if that is giving you too much power…” he said, playfully running his hand through his hair, “I do a fantastic job already.”

“You are insufferable sometimes, you know that. You’re lucky I put up with you at all.”

Alex lifted an eyebrow, leaned on the cart and checked his watch. “Five… four… three…”

“What are you—” Before Haley could finish the question, the library door slammed open and Vincent raced out, followed closely by Jaz and Leo. Haley whipped around. Her face lit up as she hurried towards their long-suffering teacher, conversation forgotten.

“Sure, go, just abandon me!” Alex shouted after her with a smile.

Haley waved a hand in his direction without bothering to turn around. Instead, she joined Penny’s side, returning her smile.

“Did you have a good day, darling?” She said, grabbing Penny’s hands in hers. She leaned forward, pecking her on the lips before sighing and dramatically leaning her head against Penny’s shoulder, “Oh, the hours have dragged something awful without you.”

“I feel like I should be taking notes on how to score,” Alex muttered to the children, all of whom were pulling faces of disgust at the display. He waved at them, motioning at the cart, “Ice cream, anyone?”

"Maybe a small one," Penny said, approaching the cart. She was still holding Haley's hand, and the blonde kissed her on the cheek, making her blush. She cleared her throat to recover. "What do we say, children?"

"Please!" Jaz exclaimed, echoed by the other two.

"I want chocolate!" Vincent said.

"I'll pass," Haley said. She nudged Penny's arm. "I already have the sweetest thing here."

"Haley!" Penny exclaimed with a giggle. Haley widened her eyes, doing her best to look innocent and cute.

"You are impossible," Penny laughed, shaking her head.

"I am lucky," Haley answered. "And talented. I convinced you to be my girlfriend, didn't I?"

Penny rolled her eyes, but caved. She stood closer and pressed a soft kiss on the commissure of Haley's lips.

"Maybe we were both lucky," she agreed softly, as they prepared to enjoy the beautiful summer day.

#ask game #thanks for the ask! #stardew valley #stardew haley #stardew penny #stardew alex #haley x penny #prompt fic

[cakeyouareoh]

>:)

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Damian Wayne

Lucy Carlyle

Shawn Spencer

Anthony Lockwood (it feels weird saying his whole legal name like that)

Anakin Skywalker

Shane from Stardew Valley (if you say marry i'll internet-kick you XD)

George Karim

Burton Guster

Bruce Wayne

(except for the Batfam members i have a feeling that our lists for each other are going to be very similar XD)

this is ridiculous and I thought way too hard about it😂.

>:D

Marry - Bruce Wayne (This is funny to me, because while I like him, I’ve never just loved him as a character, but I do have my reasons for this. Bruce🤝Me: passionate about adoption. Wealthy, owns his own house/mansion, would be away frequently for both business and being Batman (which I’d be totally ok with honestly), and could teach me how to fight :). There could be much worse fictional marriage prospects. I almost put Obi-wan for this, but considering both of his canon love interests died…not liking the trend there😂.

Drink tea with - Obi-Wan (We would would have such a nice chill time drinking tea together and swapping wild work stories)

Party with - Lucy (not a fancy party obviously, but a fun low key one with lots of good food)

Kiss - Lockwood (not much interested in kissing, but would try at least once XD.)

Go out on a date with - George (We could do all sorts of fun things, like go to museums and library archives and eat delicious food. He would probably know the best hole in the wall restaurants.)

Push down the stairs - Anakin (😭 sorry. I would only really do it after he was evil anyways.)

Slap - Shawn (only for the bit! I would never actually want to. I’m sure he could use it at times😂.)

Invade the dreams of - Shane [I’m gonna show up in his dreams like the ghosts in a Christmas Carol and show him that he’s gonna drink himself into an early grave if he doesn’t get his act together >:( ]

Take a nap with - Gus (Gus seems like he would be good napping buddy. 10/10 would do a movie marathon with and fall asleep halfway through)

Rob - Damian (once he’s inherited all his money of course. He’d probably murder me before I could get anything though.)

#ask games #thanks Fox!! this was unreasonably hard lol.

[curuxavermella]

I fell sick a few days ago, just after returning from vacation, but now I feel a lot better and with energy to tackle more things ;u; I finally sat on my butt to keep playing Triangle Strategy and start Spy x Family. I only had the time and motivation to follow short things o(-< except when I sat with my friends and we devoured Chainsaw Man, God of War: Ragnarök and started watching Alice in Borderland. Plus my friend gifted me a Harvest Moon and I got lent a Stardew Valley online slot. I have it on pc with a lot of mods but playing on my laptop with no desk can be a bit of a chore o(-< one day I'll have the Steam Deck though and boy those 100+ mods are ready to RUN.

I'm excited for persona 3 portable coming out in a week! MY EXISTENTIALISM IS READY TO GET TRIGGERED!! And also just like Endwalker, to get again the message of "live the moment, life is precious."

I'm also excited to show them the FC logo once it's done ;u; I know Ryu's got more work and lots to do, plus her family and I'd rather she push it back if she needs to. I think my friend forgot about the logo he designed tho hahah.... but I suppose it's better since it'll be like a surprise? I want to slap it over his face so it cheers him up >:c

Also I'm looking to get my Advanced English language certificate. It's not needed for the petsitting jobs, probably won't need it as a pet groomer either, but... I'd like to have it.

#shoosh also ffxiv patch the ALLIANCE MUSIC!!! I GOT A BUG THAT ROBBED ME FROM MY CHEST PIECE AND GOT REALLY MAD #ALSO THE MINIONS #I LOVE THEM BUT I CAN'T DRAG MY FRIENDS TO DO MAPS WITH ME...... #also Ultimate is coming out in a week #gamer superbowl we called it last time when DSR came out and kicked everyone's ass with time travel fuckery #I like watching new Ultimate fights and people figuring out mechs I wanna see all the Omega phases!!!

[sayhighcharlie]

She didn't want to admit it, but something about Stardew Valley was just...boring today. She loved the game of course, but it had been a gloomy day and she was coming to the end of a long binge of playing. He was out working, so she'd gathered some snacks and drinks and spent the day cozy in bed with her Switch. It had been a good way to spend the day, but the later it got the more she found herself wanting...more! Luckily, she wouldn't wait long to find exactly what she was hoping for.

He was early, it was a slow day at work so he snuck out and headed over to check on her. He parked his car as close to the bedroom window as he could, and on his way into the house he subtly announced himself with the clatter of a dropped umbrella. He slipped off his shoes and stripped down to his t shirt and jeans before quietly making his way up the stairs to the bedroom. He peaked in the door silently, wondering if she'd heard him come in.

She had, of course, and from the reflection on her Switch she could even glimpse that he was looking at her from the bedroom door. She smiled but then quickly wiped it away and pretended to be completely focused on her game. Then, subtly she made a show of stretching her legs and shaking her blankets off, revealing her perfectly curvaceous rear and the lacy red panties it was practically devouring. She didn't bother to adjust them, just absent-mindedly jiggled her butt in silent invitation.

His cock shot upright so fast it nearly surprised him. The fool had spent his entire day at work secretly staring at the photos she'd been posting to her Tumblr. Being back with her in the flesh was too tempting, and he softly opened the door and stepped in, his eyes locked on her magnificent butt as he approached the bed quietly.

She knew he was there, could hear his deep breathing and smell the intoxicating scent of him, but that didn't stop her from gasping when his firm hands landed on her asscheeks. A quick slap, followed by a longing squeeze and he was found out, but before she could turn and tease him he was kissing her hips and pulling off her panties. She moaned his name softly as his lips moved from her hips down her thighs, and then his hands were spreading her open and she felt the tickle of his beard meet the wetness between her legs. She pulled her knees underneath her and propped her ass up in the air so he could bury his face in her pussy, which he did with the passion of a starving man. He licked her lips and savored the way she tasted before teasing her clit with his tongue, gently at first but then with more and more intensity. She bucked her hips and fucked his tongue, all the while staring at her Nintendo screen trying to keep her composure. It's a losing fight though, and after he pushed 2 fingers deep inside her to massage her favorite spot she lost it. One hand found a pillow to squeeze, the other her own breast, free of her skimpy tank top, as he licked her clit and fingered her pussy until she stifled a scream and covered his lips and beard with her sweet cum. He licked it up like a precious dessert, and slipped out of his jeans while she caught her breath.

Her recovery time was cut short though, the smell of her in his beard was enough to shut down his brain, and it was all she could do to set aside the Switch before he'd climbed onto the bed, and on top of her, guiding his cock into her now dripping pussy from behind. He sunk it inside her to the base, forcing a gasp out of her mouth. They stayed like that for a moment, her tight pussy stretched around the full length of him while he sweetly kissed her neck and whispered in her ear how badly he wanted her.

"Please?"

Was all she could say before he softly bit her neck and started fucking her into the mattress. He wanted to go slow, to take his time, but all the blood had rushed to his dick and it was making the decisions for them now. He worked into a rhythm, his hard cock sliding in and out of her as his weight pushed her into the mattress. She held tightly to her pillow as she took it, her soaked pussy throbbing with delight at every thrust. She loved the way it filled her up, loved the way his hands explored her body while he used her. She moaned freely now, cursing and giggling with delight as he fucked her senseless. She came again, drenching his cock in her delicious juices before she pushed him off. He lie back, completely naked on her bed and she mounted him, guiding his slick hard cock up inside her pussy. She rode him like a toy, using his body to please herself just as he'd done to her. She loved the look on his face as she bounced up and down on his lap, and when she saw the longing in his eyes she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him into her breasts, smothering him with her full beauty and letting him suck her sensitive nipples while she rode his cock. His hands gripped her hips tightly, then he caressed across her stomach and groped her breasts just as she came again, nearly taking him with her this time. This one shook her body to the core, he could feel her pussy spasm on his dick and the pair just clutched at each other as they rode the wave of her pleasure. They kissed each other deeply, the taste of each other's skin was intoxicating as she sat cock warming him. They smiled and looked at each other passionately, and she leaned in close to his ear and whispered

"I need to taste my cum off your cock"

He nearly flooded her pussy with cum just hearing it, but he wasn't about to miss out. She carefully climbed off him and he sat at the edge of the bed while she stretched, fully nude in front of him. His cock stood straight at attention while she gave him little dance, and she slowly sank to her knees in front of him. She took him in her mouth and he let out a moan of ecstacy. At first she teased his head and softly rubbed his shaft and balls with her hand. Before long she was taking his full length in her mouth, alternating between sucking him off and licking his balls, savoring the wonderful taste of her cum off his skin. She looked up at him while she sucked him off and saw his eyes practically rolling back in his head with pleasure, and she smiled (with a mouth full of his cock) that he was enjoying her so much.

Of course with all this pleasure and her expert talent, that enjoyment was approaching its crescendo. He did what he could to politely warn her, but she knew what she'd come for and was excited for the finale. She gave him her all, sucking his cock to the base and softly massaging his balls while his toes curled and his words fell into muttered curses and moans of her name. He groaned as it happened, and just as the first drop of cum hit her tongue she pulled away, jacking him off as he came on her lips. His first creamy load glossed her lips, but she quickly scooped her boobs up into a hand bra to catch the rest as it spurted onto her. She giggled watching him blow his load all over her, his body shaking with delight as he literally came to his senses. He smiled down at her, and she looked up at him with adoration...and a sly look in her eyes.

"Grab my phone" she whispered softly, "the camera!" She winked as she said it, and he was afraid for a moment he might make another mess. He did as he was told though, and opened the camera on her phone. They took as many shots of her as they could, teasing each other about the lighting and everything before switching to video to record her cleaning herself off. She kissed him again sweetly, and the two of them crashed into the bed together to cuddle and recover. As they fell into a nap, their naked bodies entwined in embrace, she couldn't help but think:

"Not bad for a gloomy day!"

-CMB, for @punk--kitten

[novantinuum]

Top 5 favorite video games

Gonna rate these as a combo of personal enjoyment, challenge, and nostalgia. Honestly, I'm not a HUGE gamer beyond the few things I've gotten fixated upon, so a lot of my titles are pretty basic.

5) Stardew Valley- A more recent addition to the list, since I've only started playing this in earnest fairly recently, but it's already given me so much enjoyment that I have to give it a spot. Endlessly full of life and lore when you dig into it. Very relaxing.

4) Portal 2- This game gave me some of the biggest laughs I've ever gotten out of anything from this medium- and probably one of the greatest "o h" moments of realizations I've ever had while working through a boss battle... folks who have played this game, you know what I'm talking about, ahah. (Also, J.K. Simmons my beloved <3)

3) Super Mario Galaxy- If I knew what fandom was when I was in third/fourth grade, then this game would've been my first true fandom hyperfixation. There was a point in time where I had the guide book for this game entirely memorized. This was the first game that I was able to beat completely by myself when I was a kid, and also the first game that I (more recently, when the All Stars Mario gamepack came out for the Switch) played to 100%, which is neat. Playing as both Mario AND Luigi. (I later went on to 100% the next title on the list, which is-)

2) The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild- An obvious choice for my list! I only discovered this game in 2020, but it has quickly become one of my favorites, and I inevitably end up replaying it every few months. I've done the 100% game file once (which, yes, means finding all the korok seeds), and my god... it was such a satisfying journey to reach that goal! The characters and story within this game bring me so much joy every day, and I am so deeply thankful for all the amazing friends I've met through our mutual love of LoZ. <3

BUT, because of the sheer nostalgia factor, I must say that my all-time favorite game is:

1) Blinx: The Time Sweeper- A seriously slept upon classic. Probably one of the most difficult games I've played, EVER. I haven't even finished the entire thing by myself- the boss rush at the very end is so brutal I haven't gotten through it yet. As a kid, I had to get my mother's help on the rush before working through the FINAL boss on my own. But g o d... the music in this game slaps so hard, and it has some of the most interesting mechanics and puzzles I've ever seen in a game, even still. This game infested my thoughts for so long when I was a kid, to the point where I was outright drawing my own OCs for the world and coming up with fanfiction in my head before I knew what fanfiction even was. The concepts were just so rife for the imagination that it was hard to resist bouncing around with le' brain worms XD

Please do me a favor of vibing with this seriously cool as balls music, though, because holy SHIT it's such a bop-

(Aaaaand the boss music that STILL makes my shoulders seize up with anxiety- the final, FINAL boss is so GODDAMN HARD)

#jen rambles

[emo-sunshine42]

do. do u have and fic recs. from any fandom really, i am simply in need of Content To Consume At 1 AM

I have many a fic rec my dear anon

Some are platonic, some are familial, and then some have romantic relationships, so do be aware of that before going into them

All of these are on Ao3 btw

So for Gravity falls, I'd say Five Minutes Older by thesnadger slaps, also Arrows We're Falling by ab2fsycho if you're into that

For the DSMP I'd go for Vibrations by celestialwarden, literally anything by Jk_Kat or sircantus, and this time it's a tweet cute by Owlwinter bc reasons, the Arena series by Anonymous, and then Reflections by darlingdream. Also and the goddess said let there be chaos by itsultraviolet bc fae au my beloved

I do have some Hermitcraft Fics??? Not many tho, but A Minor Mishap by Killjoy_Kittle slaps, and The Lone Wolf and the Hermit by SilverWing15,

There's one that I can't find in my bookmarks but it does slap, and I'll try to find it

For Our Flag Means Death, there's Break down, it's alright by rowenablade (have not gone deep into this fandom yet either, sorry)

And then finally, Stardew Valley. hashtag krobus breaks in even though he lives there by Anonymous is good, and then The Pelican Gang by artificialheart slaps

Enjoy!

#fic recs #fanfiction #fanfiction reccomendations #gravity falls #dream smp #hermitcraft #our flag means death #stardew valley #i had more but they were on wattpad and im not going back there #also some i cant find anymore in my bookmarks #anon