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junicult · 1 year

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So... don't know if you have this in the works after your last post, but what would it be like with the bachelors going down on reader for the first time? If you're comfortable with it, that is. 👀

!! the bachelors going down on you for the first time

contains ; soooo much smut. i got so carried away mb y’all LOL. nsfw (minors pls dni.) fem!farmer. oral (f!receiving). praise. established & unestablished relationships. fwb!shane. sexual guiding. inexperienced!sebastian. implied height difference in alex’s.

harvey.

- haha.

- i love this man.

- he is so (i cannot stress this enough) so affectionate.

- absolutely infatuated with you and everything you do.

- as a doctor, he has a lot of people he spends time thinking about: but you are somehow always the main thing on his mind.

- like, tell this man that you did something so minor like stubbed your toe, and he’s carrying you around, forcing you bedridden so he can take care of you.

- well, maybe not to that extent but you get it. you’re the most important thing to him.

- so it’s no surprise that translates to sex as well.

- he only cares about your pleasure, and how you’re feeling.

- before you had sex, he was a nervous mess.

- he wanted it to be perfect :,)

- he didn’t wanna plan it ahead, just kinda hoped it’d all come naturally but surprise he spent the entirety of the day thinking about it.

- it was just supposed to be a fancy dinner date, yet he managed to find you underneath him in his neatly made bed, lips already swollen from his doing.

- “have i told you you’re the most gorgeous woman i’ve ever seen?” it’s corny, cheesy, but oh-so true.

- his fingertips feeling your thighs up your dress, burning into your skin.

- like i said, he’s been thinking about how this night would play out for days. he wants it to be perfect.

- what other way for it to be perfect then him going down on you?

- i’m just saying, harvey on his knees, wide, soft eyes looking up and you while his lips press against your thighs and his cheek rests against your knee.

- his fingers reaching up to slide underneath the waistband of your underwear, doing nothing but tug slightly.

- 😇

- “may i? please?” he nearly whispers.

- and the moment you nod, his lips turn into a soft smile like he’s been waiting forever for that simple gesture.

- he wants you to watch him comfortably, so he props a couple pillows against the headboard so you can look at him.

- loves when you get flustered and tries to hide your face.

- he pays so much attention to your clit. knows how stimulating it is, and especially when he sucks it just right and your hips twitch a little.

- deffffffinitely moans into your pussy 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

- & ruts against the bed lollllll

- uses his fingers too. he’s so slow, and careful, all the while his movements still make your head spin.

- “please don’t stop, ‘m so close,” you whine, eyebrows pinching, and you hardly even realize your fingers that ravel and tug on his soft brown hair.

- he’s shaking his head, as in a silent way to tell you “fuck, i’ll never stop,” as long as he can hear you moan like that longer.

- he’s SOOO EAGER.

- wraps one of his hands around yours while the other lightly presses into your stomach to keep you still.

- doesn’t even care that u nearly suffocate him when your thighs wrap around his head—if anything, he’s in heaven.

- can’t take his eyes off of u. he might just die from the sight of you alone.

- he has to catch his breath when you finally collapse, head lulling to the side.

- he’s literally so hard it hurts.

- pressing into your thigh when he comes up to kiss you make out with you.

- “y’taste so good, don’t you think? so sweet, can’t get enough.” “you’ll let me get some more, right? please? want you, need you so bad.”

sam.

- he’s blunt.

- just straight up.

- he’ll nonchalantly tell you if you have something in your teeth, and then pick it out for you.

- he’s the type to give you genuine input if you tried on a new outfit.

- like, “that looks amazing on you. turn around?” or “hm, it’d look better if it didn’t bunch up like that in the front.”

- zero shame. you know he’s not doing it to be rude, that’s just how he is.

- so, if he’s just lounging around at your house while you work, occasionally popping up to help you with easier tasks, expect him to be his same old self.

- and maybe even take you by surprise.

- you walk in during the evening, ready to change from your clothes and bathe after a long day.

- “hi baby,” he’s already smiling, greeting you with a kiss on the cheek and his hands wrapping around your waist.

- he doesn’t know what it is, maybe it’s the way your eyes were slightly lowered from tiredness, or the subtle earthy scent wafting off your body—but it made him much more excited to have you in his arms.

- “you always look so pretty when you finish work.” he sighs, his kisses pressing down the other side of your neck.

- “i do? please,” you snort, shaking your head to dismiss him like you always do.

- but this time, he wanted you to know for a fact just how gorgeous you are.

- “why do you never believe me when i compliment you?” he pouts, leaning to bury his face in your neck.

- it’s the way his soft gaze has your heart thumping a little quicker, and the slight tilt to his head makes your throat threaten to close.

- his lips wrap around yours before you can protest his comment, leaning into you to slightly dip your back over your bed until he’s dropping you both along the mattress carefully.

- “can i show you just how pretty you are? will you let me?”

- he can spend hours kissing you all over. if you have freckles or moles all around your skin, i can assure you he’s kissed every single one.

- i’d like to think that, despite him not being super experienced, he’s still a very loving guy.

- he doesn’t overthink, he’s very carefree, so if he wants to eat you out, he’s going to. obviously with your consent ofc.

- he may not be the best at it, but he does know a lot about you, and since he spends a lot of time with you, it’s easy to see what you like and what you don’t.

- he thinks ur cunt is so pretty. probably embarrasses you on accident by just staring at it LMFAOO

- he’s so gentle when he starts. pressing his hands into your inner thighs to keep them spread, and his tongue is the first to touch you.

- fingers your clit so he can really delve between your folds.

- “taste s’good,” he’ll moan into your cunt.

- btw he’s moaning just as much as you are, he can’t get enough.

- tell him what to do. he likes when you whisper, “just…keep doing that for a second,” or “wait move your hand ba—fuck, right there.”

- it makes him feel so good when he’s doing it right.

- another man who’ll rut against the bed, and may i be so bold as to say he might even cum just from eating you out?

- yes. yes i may.

- he’s so obedient too. i don’t think he has it in him to ever edge you, because he finds that he just can’t stop.

- will overstimulate you more then anything.

- when you cum, he’ll probably be panting just as much as you are. his breath against ur dripping cunt, making to shudder while you catch your own.

- cups your cheek to kiss you again, completely ignoring the fact that your slick is all over his lips.

- he’s in love.

- “thank you for being my girlfriend.” GNNNNN.

shane.

- tbh, y’all probably had sex before u even started dating.

- more then once, at that.

- some of which you were both tipsy after a friday night, coming back to your farm to fuck him in every room of your house.

- you guys were definitely fuckbuddies at first.

- he went down on you a few times during these stages.

- but, as a guy who was a little drunk, horny, and honestly just wanted to get his dick wet—it wasn’t the best he could do. just enough to warm you up.

- he was completely fine with your situation, until he started to realize he was actually falling for you.

- that he wanted to see you outside of just hooking up. he liked when you’d stop by on his way to work, talk to him for a minute. he’d actually look forward to it.

- so when he ended up on your couch again, arms laced and kiss marks already littering your neck, he knew he was going to make this time different.

- your dress rode up just under your bra, his lips sucking your skin down your stomach while you propped yourself against the armrest of the couch.

- he was quick to loop his fingers underneath your panties, tugging them down your legs.

- “someone’s eager,” you tease, having no clue that you’re absolutely right.

- he’s almost desperate. like he has to show you he’s better then what he’s done in the past.

- his arms latch onto your hips, teeth gently biting down on your inner thigh to hear you let out a brief squeal.

- “stay still f’me, okay?” he asks, his breath hitting against your cunt that makes your stomach flutter.

- it’s the way he delves between your thighs that has you stuttering a gasp, instantly ignoring his one request so he has to use minimal strength to force your hips still and thighs apart.

- his lips sucking onto your puffy clit, causing your stomach to clench and immediately squirm under his hold.

- you’re looking down at him like you’re baffled behind pinched eyebrows and jaw wide—which is exactly what he wanted.

- so much so, he can’t even hide his smirk as his tongue slides between your folds to taste you properly.

- “o-oh, fuck me,” you breathe, head hanging back.

- you’re squirming so much, and he’s not having it.

- “can’t you listen to me?” he almost groans, hardly pulling away for his words to become intelligible so the vibration against your clit has you arching your back.

- he’s so messy, uncaring about the slick that’s staining his cheeks and chin.

- loves when you hide your face, mainly because it makes his confidence boost, but he’ll fs call u out.

- “nuh-uh baby, eyes on me.”

- he’ll gently nip at your clit if you look away.

- and he’s teasing you so much, you can feel tears prickle in the corners of your eyes.

- he’ll edge you just so he can start all over, and then overstimulate you so you’ll never forget it.

- will literally leave you breathless, collapsed on your bed after cumming for what felt like hours.

- and he has the AUDACITY to ask, “what? that’s all you got? c’mon, you can give me one more…right?”

sebastian.

- spreading the inexperienced sebastian agenda one post at a time.

- he’s never gone down on anyone before. so genuinely, he has no idea what he’s doing.

- well, okay that’s a lie. he’s not an idiot.

- he knows how stimulating a woman’s clit is, and he knows where it is more importantly.

- but he’s never exactly had one directly in front of his face.

- he’s only ever seen pussy eating in porn, and that’s not the most reliable source. so he’s kind of just depending on you to help him out.

- don’t be shy, either. he wants to learn. he wants to make you feel good.

- his goal: to make you pass out, tbh.

- but baby steps first.

- you’ve already had sex many times before he even proposed the idea of going down on you.

- he’s fingered you before, but even then that’s still new.

- needless to say, you were taken off guard when he asks, “can i go down on you?” after a lazy evening.

- you’re both doing your own thing, with him on his computer and you cleaning some freshly harvested vegetables in the sink.

- “excuse me?” you laugh.

- until you realize he’s not kidding.

- “i wanna learn.” is all he says, before you’re grabbing his hand and guiding him to your bedroom.

- he’s gotten good at knowing how to kiss you, that enough has you warmed up pretty well. you didn’t even have to tell him to kiss his way down your neck, to your stomach before he’s spreading your thighs in front of him.

- he wants to start by fingering you, because he knows how to do that, plus he kinda wants to approach it confidently.

- like i once said. long, thin fingers. he also plays the keyboard…he’s skilled w his hands.

- rests his cheek on your thigh, watching the way his fingers disappear in and out of your wet cunt, and the occasional gasp you let out.

- “what do you want me to do?” almost breathless when he asks.

- when he feels bold enough, he subtly flicks the tip of his tongue against your clit, keeping his fingers moving inside of you while his eyes glance up.

- just the way your stomach clenched from that one simple action has him eager.

- wraps his lips around your clit and sucks.

- “s-shit, yeah, like that,” you weakly praise behind multiple stutters and pants.

- he can’t get enough of how your cunt squeezes around his fingers the more he does something your body appropriately reacts to.

- which he loves. it’s like you’re subconsciously telling him he’s doing so well.

- he never realized how much he loves when you tug on his hair until now, mainly because you unknowingly press him against your cunt so he has nothing better then to just lick.

- he doesn’t take his fingers out of you, but he does move them a little so he can finally get a taste of the entirety of you.

- whines.

- he’s practically drunk.

- wishes he wasn’t so nervous to do this beforehand, because fuck you feel so good on his tongue.

- “the prettiest pussy, tastes so fucking good,” he mumbles.

- you probably didn’t even hear him bc he made no effort to pull away.

- stuffs his fingers inside of you, curls them right when you’re about to cum.

- and when you do, he feels on top of the world.

- he’s never seen your body shake like that.

- and now he doesn’t wanna stop.

alex.

- omfffffg.

- he’s a sweetheart, through and through.

- so doting and adoring the longer you get to know him and be with him.

- it’s rare you’ll wake up to make breakfast, or make dinner without his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin resting on your head.

- and he’s a little clingy, but that’s just because he loves you so much.

- ur first time having sex w him was early in ur relationship. probably the same day you made it official i’m ngl.

- but he likely didn’t go down on you until a few times after.

- not because he didn’t want to, but lowkey giving or receiving head isn’t his favorite part of sex. as a man w a lot of stamina, he’s fucking you to fuck you. not just eat you out.

- which is why you were a little shocked when you felt his kisses move down your torso, his hands gliding against the sides of your waist as he moves down.

- he also wraps his arms around your thighs to hold you still,

- mainly to show off his muscles.

- oh yeah, he’s not wearing a shirt btw. he never does.

- kinda laughs when you express your nervousness about him going down on you.

- “relax, pretty. just trust me. i’ll stop if you want me to.”

- kisses your thighs, and once he finally takes off ur underwear he’s suchhh a tease.

- like, to the point where you’re dripping, impatiently rocking your hips into him.

- “what happened, baby? not scared anymore? what’s the matter, hmm?” “all needy and i haven’t even done anything, hah.”

- i hate him (affectionately.)

- once he finally touches you where you need him, he’s so fucking slow.

- eyes on you the whole time, his little snarky smirk on his face watching you nibble onto the back of your hand to muffle your moans.

- he waits a minute before he fingers you while licking your clit.

- he feels so fucking good when you give up on staying quiet, letting your back arch and nearly scream out a moan.

- he’s so quick with it, his nice, thick fingers knowing just where to curl inside of you.

- “cum for me, c’mon, know you can do it.” he pulls away to speak.

- he needs to watch you entirely when you cum, so he replaces his lips with his thumb while he rubs your clit and fingers you until you’re sobbing.

- “i know baby, i know. just let it out.”

- he doesn’t stop just yet, but he’ll slow down until you nearly force him away from overstimulation.

- makes u lick his fingers loooolllllll.

- and he’ll make out with you so hard while you’re still trying to catch your breath.

- side note, i feel like he enjoys putting you in lots of different positions. if you weren’t flexible before alex, then u sure as hell are now.

- …probably ate u out once with u sitting on his shoulders against the wall. i’m sayin.

elliot.

- alright now.

- do i even have to say it?

- HE’S A MUNCH!!!!!!!!!!!

- if u don’t think he’s eating u out the very first time u have sex then ur just lying to urself. there’s no way he’d miss this step.

- if you don’t want him to, that’s a different story. he wouldn’t even dream of pressuring you.

- but if you do…u better believe.

- he’s so gentle and sweet, first of all.

- holding your cheek, cupping your jaw while your lips move so graciously against one another’s.

- he’s absolutely kissing his way down, but he’s taking his time, letting you squirm underneath him.

- “you’re just so perfect darling, look so beautiful.”

- kisses ur clit <3

- he’s so slow and gentle, licking you softly and listening to your quiet gasps.

- he swoons when he can hear your breath hitch the moment he starts to pick up his movements.

- he’ll position your thighs on his shoulders and laces your fingers together.

- he’s super responsive. loves when you praise him / tell him you like what he’s doing.

- especially when you feel so good you can’t really speak, so you end up roping your fingers through his hair and tugging it into a loose bun.

- that’s enough to drive him crazy.

- “nngh, c-can’t, s’too much,” you whine, back arches and eyes squeezed shut.

- but your words mean nothing in contrast to the way your hands press against the back of his head, keeping his close.

- he doesn’t even need to use his fingers to make you cum. his tongue is so skilled.

- sucking ur clit like a pacifier 🫡

- he’s also very vocal. he usually coaxes you through sex using his words, but since he can’t while he’s eating u out, he’s just left to moaning uncontrollably.

- and he can’t get over the vibrations making your body shudder every time.

- he gets so excited when you’re close to cumming.

- how you just kind of go silent, jaw locked in aisle nt scream with an occasional whimper pushing through.

- and how you immediately exhale the moment you finish, body nearly collapsing.

- he’s not stopping lol.

- wants you literally shaking, your overstimulation short circuiting your brain so you just fall weak.

- “i’m so proud of you, my love. did so good for me, tastes so good. think you can do it again?”

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tadpolesinyourshoes · 14 days

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more od my stardew brain rot for the masses. I present:

My headcannons after life after marriage with the SDV bachelor/ettes:

Its kinda long, sorry and I also apologize for typos or if its incoherent. I'm no writer

Harvey:

You thoughy he worried avout your health BEFORE you got together, oh boy oh boy. He's alaays asking how you feel, bringing you snacks amd water while you work the farm. He cleans you up after the mines (while he lectures you about the dangers). He likes the domestic moments. The days it rains and you stay inside together with warm cups of coffee, snuggled up in the bed. Hes a classica kind of guy. He leaves roses on the table and brings you breakfast in bed. Since hes a doctor, you're both awake early. Every morning is filled with sleepy kisses and coffee. He never leaves the house without a kiss and a 'see you later'.

Shane:

This man is ANXIOUS. Hes a bundle of self doubt and insecurity. He spends his hours thinking how great you are and how itd a matter of time until you leave him. Reassure him, please. He absolutely loves every minute you're with him. Hes acrually a surprisingly good cook. He also is so good with kids. He definitely wants kids after seeing you with Jas. Hes not big on saying how he feels, but he's working on it. Instead he helps out here and there, feeding the chickens (he actually loves doing that), cleaning the house, cooking a meal when you get home late. Little touches when you're alone. His leg agaisnt yours, his hand gently in your hair while you sleep. He loves you more than anything (except the chickens. Knoe your place.)

Elliot:

He is down SO BAD. Carries a picture of the two of you everywhere. He shows you off whenever he has the chance. Hes just so proud of his sweetheart. He cooks well, but he hates cooking so you two agree to split the chores. You're his muse ans you best believe he makes it known. He leaves you poems; post-it notes on the mirror, on a napkin on the counter, written on the bavk of th grocery list, a torn out notebook page in your coat pocket. He loves when you do his hair. If you don't know how, he teaches you. On slow days on the farm, you leave the front door open for some air and you can hear him playing piano.

Alex:

His love language is tackling you (physical touch). You walk through the door and hes hugging you, kissing your cheeks, picking you up and taking you to bed. He can't cook, but he can bake. Evelyn taught him and he treasures the skill. For every anniversary, no matter how small, he makes a treat. He loves helping you around the farm because its an excuse to walk around shirtless and flex for you. He also has a weirdly green thumb. The crops wont sprout and the season is almost over? Send Alex to water them. The next moening you have a bounty like no other.

Sam:

He has ADHD so he does that peguin pebbling thing where he finds random objects and brings them to you because 'this reminded me of you.' He can't cook. For the love of yoba don't let him cook unless you want to remodel your kitchen. He still tries to be sweet though. Hes not a morning person, but when you wake up early he stumbled put of bed, hair messy, eyes closed and follows you like a sad puppy. Hes so clingy. Like SO clingy. Personal space. Gone. He talks to you through the bathroom door, holds you while you sleep, wants to be next to you all the time. He also loves your animals, especially the chickens. He has one favorite, but he won't say it (he might hurt the others feelings). Sometimes you come back from town and hes sitting outside on the porch talking to the chickens, who look strangely invested.

Sebastian:

He loves you so much, but he hates that everyone KNOWS he loves you. You gush about the sweet things he does to your friends and he goes bright red in the ears. The townsfolk ask about you so he tries to avoid having to talk to them. When you're alone though, he's the total opposite. Hes quiet, sure, but he does whatever he can to help you out. A kiss on your cheek before he goes to water the crops for you. Makes you a cup of coffee after work. When he was little, robin taught him how to carve and widdle. He makes you cute wooden figures, usually modeled after your animals. He takes you to the city for weekend date nights. He asks you to go on rides just to feel your arms around him.

Leah:

She treats you like the most beautiful painting shes ever layed her eyes on. When you're sitting with her on the beach, she'll paint dancing swirls up your arms to your hands. (Maybe you get it tattooed one day and she cries). All the paintings in your house are made by her. Much like Elliott, youre her muse. She makes you sit so she can paint you or practice sketching. But she can never get enough of you. When you lay together, she meticulously traces the shapes of your body. Your hands, your nose, your hips. Everything about you is perfect to her.

Emily:

She's a free, creative person. She wakes you up late at night to look at the stars and dance by the river. Shes been making a quilt out of scrap fabric for your bed. She tries to tesch you how to sew it so you cam be a part of it. She helps you with the crops and picks fresh vegetables when theh grow so she can make you beautiful dinners. She loves to cook for you because you always have something good to say about it. She could be on food network, you swear it. Every day when she gets ready, right after putting on her lipstick, she kisses your cheek to leave a little mark. You leave it there while you do your chores.

Penny:

Penny is naturally an early bird. She wakes up each morning with you. You two share a few minutes of quiet before stsrting coffee. You take turns making breakfast. Penny is so used to keeping the house up by herself after living with Pam, so being with you is a breath of fresh air. But she still likes to help you out. So before going to teach the kids, she helps out in the garden. You pass by in town while shes walking the kids home. You join them on their walk and Jas starts asking you for that princess story again. As you tell it, you see Penny's cheeks go pink. Its only the story of how you met. But to you it felt like a fairy tale. You walk home with your wife every day, sharing stories of your day while settling down on the porch.

Abigail:

Shes high energy. She heard about it, she wants to try it. Take her to the city to a nigt club and she'll dance circles with you all night. She makes you matching bracelets and you never dare to take it off. When you go down to the mines, she wants to come with. She doesn't fear them, but that scares you. You have to convince her to stay with the farm every time. But you always bring her a beautiful gemstone back. You think the amythest brings out her eyes. Shes a decent cook, actually. Contrary to what Sam and Sebastion may say. Her recipes are odd, but somehow, they always work out. Shes not a morning person, she won't get up even if you shake her. But somehow she knows if you forget to give her a kiss on your way out the door.

Haley:

She takes a million pictures of you. She loves to. You hide your face, she tells you how much she likes your smile. You're working on the farm and hear the shutter click. She likes the ways your arms look when you roll up your sleeves. After a long day in town, you bring her flowers. Shes always waiting up for you. She likes to slow dance in the living room and hear about your adventures from the day. She tells Alex about how great you are. Everytime you walk by and catch her off gaurd, she fixes her hair so she 'looks nice'. You just kiss her and tell her she looks nice all the time.

Maru:

She loves to help you out on thr farm. Just not... conventionally. She is her father's daughter, so shes always making you new inventions to make the farm run smoother. Better fertilizer, fresh feed thst produces better eggs, though she was banned from tending the animald after one of her feeds turned your chickens eggs bright pink. She loves to walk around town with you, always with your hand in hers. She's not a cook, but she still tries to learn from you. Shes learning, but she mostly just likes getting to be near you while you cook.

#sdv #stardew valley #stardew valley headcanons #headcannons #sdv harvey #stardew valley elliott #sam stardew valley #sebastian stardew valley #sdv shane #abigail stardew valley #maru stardew valley #penny stardew valley #leah stardew valley #emily stardew valley

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intoxicated-chan · 3 months

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𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐘𝐨𝐮❜𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞 𝐏𝐓.𝟐

Summary ➳ Things go awry at camp and everyone heads to the CDC, Shane tries to let go of his suspicious but he becomes angrier.

(A/n) ➳ Flirting and writing creative insults are difficult, another thing to add to my list… I ended up making a MAJOR time jump, I’m sorry!

Word Count ➳ 2.3k

Content Warnings ➳ Female reader, angst-to-fluff, blowjob, TWD violence, panic attack, heavy profanity, mentions of animal’s death, violence, blood, alcohol use…

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

“C’mon.” Daryl grunted, pushing you head further down his cock. He was sitting on the closest rock while your knees dug into the rocky dirt, painfully poking your knees. You just hoped that they wouldn’t leave bruises.

His hand kept a grip on your hair, your jaw went slack and you allowed him to have complete control. He yanked you off him, and he snickered at your state.

Swollen lips and coated in saliva, your cheeks redden with streaks of dried tears. “Ya gotta help me, unless you want that bastard catching you.”

“Okay, okay.” You spoke, voice hoarse.

He pulled you back down to his cock, welcoming him into your hot mouth. Your eyes shut immediately, your tongue swirled around him, you hollowed your cheeks and attempted to take him further down your throat.

“Lookin’ pretty.” Daryl let out a groan, throwing his head back as his mouth opened, letting out an airy moan. “Takin’ me so well.”

As you worked with him in your mouth, you focused on what made him react the most. You gagged each time when the head of his cock hit the back of your throat. You were eager, desperate for more and more, moaning around his cock, adding more sensation.

The tip of Daryl’s ears are red, grunting in between his teeth, he was struggling to contain his moans.

Suddenly, you were tugged off his cock. Your eyes open in surprise, and you see him jerking himself off in front of you.

He pulled your head further back, forcing you to stick out your chest towards him. “Wait Daryl-”

He cursed like before, his cum spitting out all over your chest and shirt… Your shirt! You remain angrily silent as he pumped himself a couple of more times before stopping.

Daryl slightly leaned back, panting for air as he eyed you with a smirk. “Lookin’ quite pretty.” He commented.

“Gonna make me walk back to came lookin’ like this?” You asked him, pulling at your shirt and feeling it stick to your skin.

Daryl tucked himself back into his pants and his shit eating grin did fall. “Ashamed?”

“No. I just rather not have Shane up my ass about it.” You sighed, standing to your feet and dusting off your knees and back of the dirt.

Daryl picked up his crossbow. “Head on, I’ll see ya back at camp.”

Everyone surrounded the campfire as the freshly caught and cooked fish was passed around. Laughter and bickering filled the air, taking their mind off all the worries, even if it was just for a moment.

You sat in the folding chair next to Shane, poking at your food as it was awkward for you and Shane. You wanted to sit next to Amy or Andrea but Shane convinced you to at least sit next to him.

You avoided eye contact with him, still feeling hurt.

You saw from the corner of your eye, Shane placing his plate down on his lap and sighing. “(Y/n), ‘bout earlier-”

“Save it.”

“I should’ve not said that. I was jus’ worried.” Yet he continued. “Especially ‘bout the dog, I know you loved him.”

“That don’t give you the right to treat me like a teenager.” You picked at the fish, tearing it into smaller pieces. “He was a good boy, a good one.” Your voice shakes as your vision becomes blurred.

Shane’s hand comes around to your shoulder, pulling you to lay your head on his shoulder. “He was… I understand you want to believe in those guys, and I ain’t gonna stop my suspicions. We can’t afford to make mistakes.” Shane clicked his tongue, hesitating on his next words. “But I’ll try to tolerate ‘em for now.”

You looked at him, confusion written all over your face. “...You screwin’ with me?”

Shane laughed at your reaction, shaking his head and smiling. “I ain’t, I’m apologizin’.” It took you a moment before you looked back at the campfire and smiled as well. “I miss this.” Shane said as he rubbed your shoulder, using his other hand to eat his food.

Your appetite returned, but you attempted to sit up but Shane kept his grip on you. “You gonna let go?”

“Gotta accept my apology.”

“I gotta eat.”

“You’ll give in.”

“C’mon Shane!”

“Forgive me!”

Both of your laughter joins the chatter of the rest of them talking about Dale’s watch. It really brought back memories of before all of this happened.

“Alright, alright! I’ll forgive you-”

Amy screamed.

You jumped out of his gasped and looked in her direction, Walkers… More than you could in your now panicked state. They were coming from behind the R.V.

Everyone else began to scream as well, scrambling to get away from the fire.

“Shit!” You tripped on your own feet. “Fuck Shane!”

Shane dragged you a couple feet back, grabbing his shotgun and cocked it. “(Y/n) stay with Lori!” He stood in between you three and started shooting.

You pulled out your dagger, your eyes scanning all around you.

“Look out!” Lori cried out.

You dodged the lunge from the Walker, plunging your dagger directly into its skull. You kicked its body back and kept Lori and Carl close to you.

Lori held Carl tightly, he screamed and cried. You don’t blame him, you wanted to scream and cry too.

Gunshots rang all around you, screams and cries… You couldn’t focus at all.

It was all overwhelming.

The shotguns made your ears ring loudly, but you could still hear the screams loud as day. And those fighting without guns, fight with bats, smashing their heads in.

“(Y/n)!” Shane grabbed your arm as Lori and Carl remained behind him. “C’mon! Follow me!”

Once Shane released your arm to continue firing, you remained on Lori’s left, keeping your dagger up as Shane led you all to the R.V.

“Carol!”

“Stay close!”

“C’mon, y’all! Work your way up here!”

You grabbed an arm of another Walker and stabbed it in the head again, its body dropping to the ground with a wet thud.

You gagged, bringing your arm to attempt to block the disgusting smell of its rotting corpse.

“Right in front of you, Shane!”

Shane continued shooting down Walkers as you all got closer to the R.V.

“Get to the R.V.! Go!”

But now cornered to the R.V. You all had to face the group of them behind you.

“Morales, work up here!”

His shotgun now empty, Shane kept his arms in front of you, Lori and Carl. “Make your way to the Winnebago!”

More shots are heard, and you see the group that went to save Merle. They worked quickly to clean out the threats.

Daryl’s shotgun ran out of bullets, he used the butt of it to kill another.

Rick used his pistol as he too ran out. “Baby! Carl! Baby!” He repeated, falling to his knees as Carl ran to him.

Silence falls among everyone, except those who are still crying and clutching their families close to their chest.

You choked on your words as you reached out to Shane with bloody hands. You tried calling out for him but whimpers left your lips.

Shane, still filled with adrenaline, heard your sounds. His hands immediately on your shoulders, thinking of the worst.

“You hurt?!”

But seeing as the blood was only Walkers’ blood, he didn’t have to worry about you turning but trying to calm you down.

When your knees gave out, Shane was quick to support you, slowly sitting you down on the ground.

“I need you to breathe.” Hold your face in his hands. “Breathe for me, breathe.”

You started to become light headed, your breathing turning into rapid gasps. “I-I can’t-”

“We made it, we’re safe.” Shane felt helpless as he looked into your eyes, fear in them. “Everythin’s alright. We’re gonna be alright.”

You sat on your cot, looking down on your lap as the damp towel was thrown over your wet hair.

All you could think about was that night, you thought you were prepared for a surprise attack, but seeing them all up in your face, seeing them devour the living…

You couldn’t get it out of your head.

Imagine yourself as one of them…

It made your stomach churn, your throat go dry, and your body shake.

Nightmares, the nightmares from weeks before were of you turning or Shane… Sat on a chair, just listening to the horrid sounds.

“Hey.” You jolted, picking your head up to see Daryl with a plate of food in one hand, already sitting besides you. “Ya with me?”

You nodded, taking off the towel.

“Brought ya food.” He sat the plate on your lap, taking a swing from the bottle of wine he brought with him. “Notice ya didn’t eat anythin’.”

You took the fork and took a bite. It was delicious… But you chewed slowly and silently, unsure if you were going to vomit it all out.

“Ya gonna say anything’?”

Silence.

“Ya regret it? ‘Cause it startin’ to look like it.”

You shook your head.

“Then fuckin’ say it.”

You looked him in the eye. “I don’t regret a single thing with you, I never could.”

“Ya gonna finish eatin’?”

“I ain’t hungry.”

Daryl snatched the plate and dropped it on the group, he leaned into your neck and began planting kisses.

“Daryl-” Your hands come to his chest. “Are you drunk?” He grumbled something in response and you sighed, pushing him back. “You’re drunk.”

You took the wine from him and dropped it next to the plate, laying him down on the cot.

“C’mon.” He groaned, reaching for the wine.

“You had enough.” You giggled at his flushed face. “You gonna make it to your room?”

Daryl grumbled again, laying on his back, his head to the side. You laughed again, laying on his arm.

“I was serious. I loved it.” He hummed, closing his eyes. You shuffled closer to him. “Don’t believe me?”

“Shut up.”

“I-”

The door quickly opened, slamming on impact. “(Y/n)?” Shane said.

“Calm down Shane! Calm down!” Rick yelled, holding his best friend back, his arm around Shane’s neck.

“Daryl! Stop it!” T-Dog’s arms were hooked under Daryl’s arms.

Everyone was shouting over everyone, Lori stayed by your side confused and trying to get answers out of you. But you were more worried if Shane was going to end up killing Daryl.

It was like time froze when Shane came into your room, finding you lying next to Daryl… Then hell broke loose.

Shane was blinded by rage, his knuckles bloody as he was able to get a couple of hits on Daryl before he was pulled off.

“Imma kill you Dixon! You hear me!” Shane growled, trying to get out of Rick’s grip. Glenn wrapped his arms around Shane, worried and panicking. “I fuckin’ saw you touchin’ her!”

“Ain’t that fuckin’ sweet!” Daryl only laughed, ignoring everyone’s suggestions to shut up. “There’s more than jus’ touchin’!”

“Fuckin’ cut off your hands! Every fuckin’ piece of you! Feed you to the damn Walkers!”

Rick and Glenn started to drag Shane out and into a different room, Lori following behind him.

“Give me a sec.” You told Daryl, heading to Shane who was sitting down with Rick.

Rick placed his hand on your shoulder. “Are you-”

“What the fuck was that?” You demanded to know, slapping Rick’s hand away. “What the hell is the matter with you?”

“The hell did I say? I don’t trust him!”

“You don’t trust him and you can’t trust me?!”

“I didn’t say that!”

“I appreciate your fuckin’ concern, I ain’t a fuckin’ child let alone yours Shane! Short your shit out!”

The room became silent as you both glared at each other. Rick was ready to step in at any second.

“Okay-”

“Fine. do whatever the hell you want.” Shane stood abruptly. “See how that works for you.”

“Best fuckin’ believe Shane, I fuckin’ will!”

With that, You turned on your heel, storming out of the room.

“Gonna suck him off to make him feel better ‘bout himself?!”

Now back in your room, with your back against the door as you took deep breaths to calm down.

Daryl sat on your cot, trying to wipe the blood off his face with your towel. “...He always like that?” His eyes narrowed as he too was still angry.

“It’s not- Shane’s just… I-I don’t know anymore.” You fall to the ground, crying. “I don’t know what happened to him. He ain’t the same anymore, like he’s goin’ crazy.”

No longer able to come up with an excuse for Shane’s behavior change. You don’t know where or how it started…

“When the world goes to shit, shows a side of ‘em you ne’er expected.”

You sniffled, wiping your eyes and taking a couple of deep breaths. You then got up and walked to Daryl, grabbing the towel to clean the blood he missed.

“You sure know yer way ‘round fixin’ people up.”

A hint of a smile returned to your face. “Years of practice. Now hold still.” Dapping and swiping his face, you poked his nose. “Is it broken? Feelin’ better?”

“Fine. look (Y/n)-”

“Jus’ shut up.”

Before he could finish, you leaned in and pressed your lips against his. And Daryl’s rough hands gently cupped your face, your hands came to his wrist.

It was just the two of you and everything else disappeared. A kiss filled with frustration and passion, the tension still injured from earlier, but it soon vanished.

You both pulled away, your eyes meeting his. You had started to regret it until Daryl spoke.

“Ain’t that somethin’.”

You couldn’t help but smile and nod. “Yeah, it was.”

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lilmoonbunny · 5 months

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How you started dating Shane.

Shane loves you; he just won’t admit it to you, not first, at least. He thinks that you deserve someone way better than him and he doesn’t want to drag you down with his problems. Either way, he still wants to be your friend and will settle for just that.

However, when you start dating someone from outside of the valley, he can’t help but get immensely jealous and struggles talking to you, especially when your partner is around.

You have no idea what you’ve done to anger him, but you miss him. In fact, that’s how you realised your feelings for him and immediately broke it off with your partner; it wasn’t fair to keep stringing them along when you clearly have feelings for someone else.

Your partner actually kind of knew and was waiting for you to realise it.

Shane keeps avoiding you, he can’t stand the thought of you with someone other than him. He hasn’t properly spoken to you since you got with your partner, so he doesn’t know that you called it quits.

However, one day you get tired of him ignoring you and show up at Marnie’s whilst he’s at work. She happily lets you wait in his room with a knowing smirk. She knew Shane loves you and knew exactly what was coming.

When Shane gets home from work with a sigh, he immediately retreats to his room after greeting Jas and Marnie who just smiled at him.

“Are you going to tell me why you’ve been avoiding me?” Is the first thing he hears when he enters the room, and he just freezes.

He can’t run, you’ve moved in front of the door so he can’t get out.

“I’m not?” He tries to act casual about it and play it off as him just being busy, but he knows that he’s been caught.

You just look at him with a raised eyebrow and a knowing look. He immediately looks away.

He does feel bad, and misses you.

“Why, Shane?” You ask.

He mumbles something, but you don’t catch it and ask him to repeat it.

“Because I love you and seeing you with your partner hurts me, okay? You can go now.” Shane isn’t the best at expressing his emotions but he’s working on it wit his therapist.

You freeze for a moment, and he tries to move past you and out of the room, but you realise and grab his hand, pulling him into a tight hug.

“I love you too.” You mumble into his chest and thankfully he hears you.

Immediately blushes.

“Y-you do…?”

“Of course, dummy. Why wouldn’t I?”

He tries to start listing off reasons you shouldn’t/wouldn’t, but you just shush him and hug him again.

He wants to kiss you but still thinks you’re with your partner.

“What about…”

“We broke up. I knew I loved you and it wasn’t fair to keep leading them on.”

“Can I… *ahem* kiss you then?”

You don’t even answer him, just kiss him.

Well, at least until you hear giggling outside of the door and Shane opens the door to reveal Jas with a giddy smile on her face. He chases her around the ranch whilst she giggles, and you just smile.

You really love him…

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matamisin · 1 year

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I am absolutely living for the Stardew art. I love that game so much and have over 600 hours of playtime in it. I did have a little bit of a request but feel free to ignore! Could you rate all of the potential spouses based on your personal interpretations?

Hiii!! Yes yes yes thank you for this ask- I planned to do quick portraits anyways! <3 <3

But let's start!!

[PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, reblogs welcome! >:3c)

Harvey: 10/10

Handsome yes yes

Very sweet and loyal like bro LETS GO that's all I need

Doctor?? AKA he fixes up love interest who regularly gets into trouble? Endless possibilities BRO this is my favorite trope to write/draw about

HOWEVER HARVEY DOESN'T ACCEPT ANY INSURANCE HE JUST CHARGES OUR ASSES bro I'm trying to have a tender moment of almost dying and him worrying and then BOOM hands me my bill like "see you at home honey ily"

Overall he would treat us right yes

Animals LOVE his ass but he's awkward with them LOL

He's often a tired man due the clinic but he'll pull through to do things with the farmer when they're dating (like outings)

In the beginning when farmer is frequently getting hurt in the mines and being brought in hurt, he buys them a walkie-talkie. He's said multiple times that he doesn't recommend going in those dangerous places but learns that farmer's determined to keep going so he'll do what he can to make sure they can relay when they need help

He'll chime in on the walkie when he sees farmer going towards the mines and has them check things off a mental list (hi, this is Harvery- going to the mines? Do you have your weapon? How about food? You have your first-aid kit on you too right?)

This man will be TENSE the whole day when he knows farmer is in the mines. He'll only ease up once he knows they're not in there anymore

Disclaimer: from here on most of what I write will be 100% from my head because I haven't married anyone else yet LMFAO

Sam: 10/10

I interpret him as the golden retriever type- very hyper and friendly

That just makes him 1000% more loveable

HE'D TREAT US RIGHT

Very good with kids cause of Vincent which is like YES

A little blunt sometimes but that's wassup

Doesn't eat the best (AKA I give him two pizzas every week. Hmm. So maybe that means I'M the problem lol)

Also doesn't really know a lot of cooking, but when he moves in farmer finds new-looking cookbooks tucked away in his spaces

I feel like he'd be the type to have a switch in attitude- he's v friendly UNTIL he has reason to distrust/not like someone and then he'll flip from bright to cold (especially if the person has bad intentions about somebody he cares about)

Doesn't realize farmer and him are dating he just thinks they’re hanging out a lot and just kissing as really good friends

When he does realize they’re dating he gets all flustered and red

Would let you win at Mario-Kart

Despite his goofiness, he knows how to be a gentleman. He's always keeping an eye on farmer and making sure they're okay. If they're out together, the moment the sun goes down his jacket is on farmer's shoulders. When it's raining and he wakes up late and sees that farmer has gone out of the house for the day, he'll get up quick and run around with an umbrella and a thermos of hot coffee until he finds farmer. He'll follow farmer around with the umbrella covering mostly farmer, so he gets pretty drenched.

Very vocal about his love

Shane: 10/10

Ah the chicken man himself

ALSO GREAT WITH KIDS but in a different light- he's way more protective about them whereas Sam is more the laid-back and playful parent-figure (he throws his children into the air)

Recovering from his alcoholism and the habits that came with it (messiness and cluttery) but he's trying his best aww

Will rub his stubble on your face when he comes in for a hug ouchie

Even though he is not a dad- he just comes with dad stuff (dad outfits, dad jokes, EVERYTHING)

His chickens are protective of him so you must prove yourself worthy

(In my headcanons, Joja is kinda twisted) Will start to distance himself from Joja after farmer tells him of how they're trying to hurt the Junimos. He may eventually quit to work elsewhere, even though he doesn’t really know what Junimos are but something about farmer telling him about them seems sincere

He's very cuddly after getting to know him and dating. His love language happens to be physical touch and every touch makes him fall harder

This also means he gets a little sad when it's summer and too hot to cuddle that farmer turns around in their sleep. He gets pouty in the morning after until he gets a kiss LMAO

He'll frequently realize how messy he leaves his spaces, and will clean up. He tries to upkeep the cleanliness and manages it for a few days before it starts to get messy again. Sometimes it lasts a while, but sometimes it just slips his mind due to bad habits

Farmer pops into mind every time he has an urge to drink, and he'll shake it off and go do something else for them. He's DETERMINED to be the best person he can be for farmer

Alex: 10/10

A little rough at first lol- his attitude is very icky in the beginning BUT he's cute

Once you get through that exterior he practically does a 180- HE'S SO SWEET AND CARING and no longer uhhh icky

He would tackle things for you (can he help farmer out of the mines when they pass out in the game? If he does I'd like to think he just picks them up and BOOKS it for the exit knocking anything in his path down LMFAO)

Becomes pouty when he gets a little jealous

Again he's very sweet- he kisses Evelyn and George on the cheeks every morning before he leaves the house, he often thinks about his late mom and visits her grave with flowers from Pierre's and has a small picnic there

I feel he would be prone to dreams about his mom, waking up in a cold sweat and tears. After the 8-heart event he gets up and does something sweet like making a whole breakfast for Evelyn & George or giving Dusty some quality time with walks, playing, and a good treat

Will be extremely protective over farmer. Farmer gives him a heart attack every time they go to the mines or the skull cavern or even in the sewer like baby what are you doing WHY ARE YOU GOING INTO THE MANHOLE

The caves he can't follow farmer with because he knows he isn't trained to fight monsters like farmer is and might hold them back instead, but he'll wait outside or tell Harvey that farmer's in the mines instead

Doesn't come out with it but he needs a lot of reassurance due to abandonment issues. He gets a little clingy and touchy but a little shy. (reaching for farmer’s hand/just pinching onto a part of the farmer’s clothes and holding on)

Sebastian: 10/10

This one might be rough cause I've never really felt much for him IM SORRY

Once farmer asks him out he's very unsure how to proceed. He'll call them things like dude and bro *with love*

It's literally like pulling teeth for him to call farmer honey just cause he's never been the affectionate type till now hehehe he'll try to say it and then drop to his knees like OTL and curl up (He'll get it eventually tho- this is just like the first few months LMFAO)

He has frogs right? He'll show you his frogs

Your void chickens will love this emo boy they just vibe y'know?

He shows his love through acts of service and gifts, finding out the things you love and bringing them to you

As awkward as he is, his true intentions are very evident when he starts to really try to reconnect with Robin and asking her for advice on most anything he hasn't much a clue about.

He wants to be able to properly feel like part of his family, because farmer tells him that he deserves to feel loved there too. He’ll have a difficult heart-to-heart with Robin, Demetrius, and Maru and over time the family dynamic starts to heal. Sebastian is eternally grateful for farmer and tells them about the relationship and they’re all overjoyed to have farmer as part of the family too

He WILL stop smoking if farmer ever raises concern for his well-being

He starts to come out of his shell more (in general) as he and farmer progress their relationship. He tries his best to be a great partner, and everyone can sense that his demeanor is a little bit brighter than before. He starts to not be as shy about PDA too

He has many hoodies for farmer to steal HOWEVER they're all the exact same pair HAHAHA

Elliott: 10/10

I may also struggle with Elliott for similar reasons

Handsome right off the bat bro

But you'll never be able to be the one with the great hair in the relationship cause man he dominates in that

I see him as a gentle lover- very old-school romantic

He writes farmer love poems and songs often HE WILL SERENADE FARMER EVEN THOUGH HE'S ALREADY MOVED IN

Has pictures of farmer EVERYWHERE like his desk, in his books and notebooks, and has one of those accordion picture holders in his wallet of farmer and himself (and their child(ren) when time comes) He shows them off to the other villagers at the Saloon even tho they literally know farmer LMAOO

Has a very comforting vibe to him- he knows how to coddle farmer after they take a visit to the clinic

He'd let farmer use his favorite pen, trusting that it would return to him

Romantic gestures are EVERYWHERE. Songs, poems, so many pretty flowers in farmer's hair.

I think he'd be the best cook out of everyone. Farmer wants to go out on a fancy date out of the village?? S'NOT GOOD ENOUGH- Elliott will change the whole decor of the kitchen and spend hours cooking and preparing for farmer to come home and then he plays all the roles (waiter, bus person, lover, etc) through the entire meal. But if farmer really actually wants to go out he'll go with it

Bachelorettes will be done in part 2 soon!

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unhinged-with-no-gender · 10 months

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Comeback - How would the sdv bachelors react if you disappeared for a few months?

Yeah yeah I know, my blogs been dead for literally a year i’m SORRY i never said i was stable lmfao. Anyways, here’s my apology return post, the premise is pretty much just the farmer had a little breakdown and ran away for a bit to god knows where, leaving behind the people who cared for them, and then the reactions when they came back

Alex

- : o

- mans flabbergasted

- You left an athlete. No matter your size, this man straight up pulls you off the ground and into the air, squeezing the life out of you.

- Once the initial shock wore off, he was in tears. After some consoling he admitted he felt like he did when his parents left all over again. He thought he’d never see you again.

- He admits he spent a lot of time in the fields around you farm, they proved to be good space to work out in. An added benefit to spending time in a place that reminded him of you

Elliot

- You skipped the shocked stage with him, he launched STRAIGHT to the waterworks.

- He’s a blubbering mess, trying his hardest to show you all the poetry he wrote about you in your absence, though it was hard to read considering it was still wet with his tears.

- He was by far the most dramatic, especially at first, but once he calmed down he refused to leave your side. He was clinging to your arm like a child.

Harvey

- I like to imagine you walked into his clinic in the middle of working, and he thought you were his patient for the day.

- “Oh, sorry, I wasn’t expecting you till-... Farmer?”

- He’s trying so hard to keep it together.

- He acts casual, like you leaving didn’t hurt him that much.

- “Welcome back. Should I even bother asking where you went?” Dad mode is ON and he is SALTY.

- he does eventually forgive you lol

Sam

- Sort of a mix between Alex and Elliot. He is instantly upset, but eventually says it reminded him of the times his dad is deported.

- He had asked EVERYONE if they knew where you went, and finding out no one knew crushed him to his core. He missed you, and he wasn’t afraid to admit it.

- But then, like Harvey, he gets a little salty. How could you do that to him? He gets over it much quicker though.

Sebastian

- This man is FUCKED UP

- You had been convincing him to leave his house more, be more open, maybe socialize a bit.

- You were his rock, his support through all the scary life things.

- Then he was alone.

- He sees you and immediately looks away. He can’t even look at you after what you did. But, oh god, he misses you so much. But he won’t cave, so he continues to miss you even from so close.

- It takes him days, maybe even weeks, before he’ll even talk to you. No matter how often you show up to his basement, he won’t open the door.

- He finally lets you in a little again, but it takes even longer to get him to open up again.

Shane

- Like Sebastian, but instead of having a basement to retreat to he has a beer can to empty.

- He doesn’t even want to feel the sadness, so he doesn’t, masking his feelings with a cold one.

- Again, like Sebastian, he doesn’t want anything to do with you at first when you come back.

- However, unlike Sebastian, he warms back up quicker.

- When you go to explain to him that you simply couldn’t handle life anymore for a bit he gets it. He’s easier on you than anyone else. He gets it so much it hurts.

- He asks you if you ever feel like that again you come to him inside of running away. He missed you so much, but he understands.

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wolfish-nightmares · 2 months

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TWD Masterlist

Rick Grimes:

Series:

Mutt -

Stuck in the Middle - Believing her husband is dead, Lori begins to fall for you and when Rick seemingly comes back from the dead, he can’t help but fall too.

Oneshots:

Get Out of Jail Free Card - Rick hates when you go outside the prison, so he never lets you go on runs. After getting tired of being left in the prison all the time, you decided it was time to pull the ultimate card.

9 to 5 - You like to listen to music when you do your early morning outside chores, sometimes you dance too and sometimes Rick likes to watch.

Target Practice - Rick and Daryl are tasked with teaching you how to shoot but much like Carol, you already know how.

Stale M&Ms - Rick and Michonne have noticed your mood changing and they’ve decided to do something about it.

Glenn Rhee:

Series:

The Sun, the Moon and the Stars - You looked at Maggie and Glenn like they hung the moon and stars and to them, you were their shining sun. Everyone else could see the way you all looked at each other, but why couldn’t you?

Oneshots:

Brown is Warm - Your dying wish is to look into the warm brown eyes of your loving boyfriend one last time.

Pizza Boy - After arriving in Alexandria, you recognize a familiar face.

Daryl Dixon:

Series:

The Adventures of Grumpy and Sunshine -

Oneshots:

Possum - When the mysterious man gutting the possum on the front porch won’t tell you his name, you decide to call him by a rather unusual nickname

Target Practice - Rick and Daryl are tasked with teaching you how to shoot but much like Carol, you already know how.

Guitar Hero - Can Country and Metal go together? You’d like to think so.

I See You -

Carl Grimes:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Negan Smith:

Series:

Mutt -

Oneshots:

Run Rabbit Run - Negan enjoys hunting and his prey of choice is you.

Shane Walsh:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Grease Never Hurt Nobody - You and Shane discuss foods you have missed.

Beth Greene:

Series:

Yellow - The hands of fate can be cruel but somehow in this broken world, you found your color yellow.

Oneshots:

Love You for a Lifetime - You were in love with her from the moment you met her, but you couldn’t truly love her until the end.

She’s Taken - When some cocky young boys start trying to flirt with your girlfriend, you have to make it known that she’s taken.

Maggie Greene:

Series:

The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars - You looked at Maggie and Glenn like they hung the moon and stars and to them, you were their shining sun. Everyone else could see the way you all looked at each other, but why couldn’t you?

Oneshots:

Cat and Mouse - You and Maggie have been friends since high school and while your feelings for Maggie may have changed, your terrible pick-up lines didn’t.

Sweeter Than Honey - Maggie loves your honey but she loves your kisses even more.

Cowboy Cassanova - You’ve got a particular way of flirting, especially with Maggie.

Michonne:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Headhunter - After the prison falls, Michonne meets you, another sword wielder.

Stale M&Ms - Rick and Michonne have noticed your mood changing and they’ve decided to do something about it.

Carol:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Applesauce? - The newcomers to Alexandria look wild and dangerous but you can’t help yourself from falling head over heels for Carol and her cookies.

Andrea:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Cheshire Grin - You and that stupid Cheshire grin always find a way to pull Andrea in.

Burning House - As you spend the last few moments with your girlfriend, you reminisce on the memories of your time together.

Tara:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Rosita:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Sasha:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Lori Grimes:

Series:

Stuck in the Middle - Believing her husband is dead, Lori begins to fall for you and when Rick seemingly comes back from the dead, he can’t help but fall for you too.

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

The Group:

Series:

Wild Thing - How do you bring someone back to humanity? How do you right the wrongs? How do you teach a wild thing?

Polaroid - Every picture tells a story and you have some of the best to tell.

Game of Survival - With no other choice, you must learn to play this new game of survival.

Oneshots:

Uno! - After finding the prison, you decide it’s the perfect time for a little group bonding.

Final Death - You get killed by a herd of walkers during the prison sirens. When the group begins clearing out the prison, they find you again and finally put you to rest.

Walker or Human? - Living blind in the apocalypse is not an easy task but you’re a quick learner.

Name Pending - You find a kitten on a run and are now tasked with the difficult job of naming it.

Death Pending

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Desert Rose

Chapter 17 ~ Guitar lessons and Confessions

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose

✧ Era : Season 2

✧ Word Count : 4.4k

In this chapter ~ When Rose plans and gathers her things for a search for Sophia, what she doesn't expect was a thick tension between her and Daryl as he only asked for a simple favor. However, it seemed to be shattered just as quickly as it was built up. Though she spent the rest of her day looking for the girl and even offering some guitar lessons to Beth, Glenn finds he has something to admit. Something that had been eating him up inside.

I was rudely awoken the next morning with a throbbing kind of pain coming from my side. Groaning quietly to myself, I saw up slowly with my hand placed over the bandages, and made a mental note to grab some more painkillers from Hershel at some point. I surprised myself, along with everyone else how fast I was recovering, though I think yesterday's incident definitely didn't help the pain.

But I soon found myself changing into a fresh set of clothes, grabbed my weapons, and headed out of the tent. I walked around the camp for only a few minutes before Carol called me over and asked if I would help her hang the clothes up to dry, and as much as I didn't want to, I agreed. I didn't know how to talk to her anymore after Sophia got lost and I didn't want to say anything to upset her. But I also didn't want her to think I was shutting her out, so that's why I agreed to begin with.

"So, how are you doing?" she asked after a few moments of silence, clipping up another shirt on the line.

"I'm okay...how are you doing?" I asked.

She shrugged, "As good as I can be..."

This made me look over at her instantly, "Hey, we're going to find her. I'm going out today and I know Rick and Shane are too. Plus, Daryl found her doll just yesterday, I have hope that she's somewhere safe."

She smiled and nodded, "Thank you, for just... everything. I know how hard you're trying, especially with your injury. Are you sure you're okay to go out?" she asked.

"I'll be fine." I assured.

She nodded again and we continued to hang up the clothes in silence. I only hoped that today would go by smoothly and no one else would get hurt. It's like everyone and their mother was getting shot at the same time.

"You know, he asked for you this morning." she stated out of the blue.

My eyes glanced back over to her in slight confusion, not knowing exactly who "he" was. But the moment I saw the small smirk creep up to her face, I put two and two together.

"Oh?" was all I managed to ask.

She laughed quietly and nodded her head, "I think you're good for him. I mean, you bring out this whole new side to him."

It was then my turn to laugh at that, "I don't think so." I muttered with a shake of my head.

"Well, I do," she replied, "I mean he was so worried about you when you got shot, and was ready to race out to the house in a heartbeat. And he stayed by your side talking to you for hours as soon as you woke up. And then the next day he gives you a new sketchbook that you've been wanting-"

"Okay, does everybody know about that?" I asked.

"Word travels fast," she winked, "But anyway, do you think he would've done all that for just anyone here?"

Standing there for a second, I genuinely thought, would he? We had gotten closer at the CDC and just kept getting closer after that. I was willing to admit that I did have some feelings for Daryl, I wasn't about to deny that to myself, but I guess I always just pushed those feelings aside because I assumed he didn't feel the same way. Also, to me this wasn't necessarily the best time to be thinking about a relationship when there are much bigger problems going on around us every day.

Though she took my silence as a no, "I also don't think he would've let me kiss him on the head yesterday if you hadn't been there. I think he might be trying to show his soft side to you."

I scoffed, "Alright. So, what exactly are you getting at here?" I asked.

She smiled a real smile as she nudged her shoulder with mine, "He likes you."

"Well, we're friends, I sure hope he likes me a little bit." I joked.

She shook her head, "No Rose, he has a little crush on you."

I knew what she meant the first time, but I guess I just didn't want to hear it. I mean I did want to hear it, but I wanted it to be true, and I needed to hear it from the man himself in order to believe that. Physically see the words coming out of his mouth for me to truly know that it was real, and not all in my head.

I smiled and shook my head at her, "Whatever you say." I muttered to the woman, wanting to drop the topic completely.

Casual small talk filled the silence as we quickly made our way through all the clothes that were sloppily laid out in the baskets. I finished helping her after another few minutes, hanging up one last pair of pants, before walking back off towards Daryl's tent with a wave of my hand from over my shoulder.

I had forgotten the one knife I always kept in my boot, silently wanting to grab it quick before I headed out to look for Sophia. I walked past Shane and Rick, letting them know I would be ready to head out soon and they both nodded before going back to their hushed conversation.

Though just before I could walk another two steps, Glenn suddenly approached me like a man on a mission. He quickly stopped me in my tracks with a small basket in his hands, right before I could just barely reach the damn tent.

"Hey, do you want a peach?" he asked me quickly.

My eyes widened as his assertiveness before muttering, "Sure?"

He then was looking around, almost anxiously as I leaned down a bit to pick a couple that looked fine enough. I noticed almost instantly and glanced up at him with one of my eyebrows raised. He seemed panicked before flashing me a reassuring smile that wasn't very convincing.

"You okay?" I asked him slowly.

"Okay? Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be okay? I'm just uh...passing out these peaches and then I'll probably go talk to Maggie for a little bit- unless you want to hangout? We could hangout if you wanted, maybe help out around here, find something to do." he rambled.

I almost physically took a step back in shock that he just word vomited on me and looked slightly behind his head to see Rick and Shane both trying not to laugh as they caught the end of the conversation.

"Glenn just breathe," I told him and he did, taking in a few deep breaths, "I'm going out to look for Sophia today, but we'll talk later...okay?"

He nodded his head frantically, "Okay, yeah...good." he muttered before turning around and taking off in the other direction before I could even bat an eye.

I looked back at Rick and Shane and just mouthed "Wow." Then they actually let their laughter fill the air as I finally walked towards the place I was trying to get to in the first place. I made my way up to the front of the tent and unzipped it, trying to do it gracefully with two peaches balancing in my hands. My gaze then immediately landed on someone laying down inside and I couldn't help but jump in surprise.

Though upon taking a second to actually glance at the intruders face, Daryl only looked up at me confused from his comfortable position, causing me to let out a breath.

"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me." I said as I made my way in.

His brows furrowed, "Ya do remember this is my tent, right?" he asked sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes smartass, I remember, but you're supposed to be recovering in the house."

"Yeah, well I warned ya that probably wouldn't last long."

I shrugged, "Fair enough," I said before glancing down at my hands momentarily, "You want a peach?"

He smiled at me and nodded, taking it from my hands. I then turned my attention back to trying to find my knife in my bag, digging through the small pockets to try and feel for it. I felt Daryl's eyes on me as I looked, though I pretended not to notice as my focus was solely right in front of me. My fingers then felt the small blade and I pulled it out successfully before turning back to face him, his eyes ducking away from me as if he wasn't staring.

"I'm going to head out today and look for Sophia. Stay here and rest for me, will you?" I asked.

He nodded as I turned around to leave, but he quickly started to say something else before I could take another step. "Hey uh... will ya do me a favor?" he asked hesitantly.

"Sure?" I responded.

He then put the peach down and pulled out some fresh bandages for his head, "Will ya help me change these?" he asked shyly.

I smirked a little to myself before nodding my head. Sitting myself down at the end of his sleeping bag, he sat up with his legs crossed, leaning his face closer. I tried to ignore the slight shake in my hands and removed the old bandages delicately, not wanting to rip anymore stitches he had. He began to stare at me as I worked carefully, his eyes scanning all over my face as I desperately tried to focus on anything else but how close he was to me.

I saw out of my peripheral vision that his eyes flickered to my lips every so often, but I just continued to focus on changing the bandage like he asked. Disregarding the old ones, I started to wrap the new bandage around his head a few times, making sure it was tight enough before I was finished.

Finally getting the nerve to look him in the eye, I realized how close our faces actually were, our noses almost touching, and I could've sworn I could feel his breathing feather across my cheeks. I smiled a little before backing up, though I never took my eyes off of him.

"So, how's it look nurse? Am I gonna live?" he smirked.

I scoffed at him but that just made his smirk grow, "Yeah I think you'll live, it won't damage your brain...or well in your case," I trailed off, leaning closer to him and placing my hand on the other side of his head as I looked with furrowed brows, "What's left of one." I finished with a smirk of my own.

"Hey!" he said defensively, trying to fight the smile that was coming onto his face, while trying to smack my hand off his head. I ended up placing both my hands on the sides of his face while we both were laughing tiredly at the joked that wasn't even that funny. He then grabbed both of my wrists, taking my hands off fully, somehow bringing our faces closer than last time.

The smiles we once had on our faces, slowly faded once we both realized the distance between us was only smaller. He was still holding onto my wrists, swearing I could feel him rubbing his thumbs across my skin softly, but it was hard to tell when all I could think about was how our lips merely centimeters away.

"Rose?" a sudden voice called out from outside.

We both jumped away from each other rather quickly upon hearing the interruption, not daring to look each other in the eye. It wasn't like we were embarrassed to be caught, but almost embarrassed because both of us were too scared to close the distance.

My eyes shut tightly with a sigh before I stood up to leave, glancing at him one more time, "I'll see you later." I muttered before leaving, not giving him a chance to respond.

I exited the tent to see Rick standing a few feet away, hands on his hips expectantly as he waited for me, "Sorry, I'm ready. Where do you want me to look?"

He nodded once behind him, "Here let me show you on the map." he replied, and we walked over towards the hood of a truck and looked at the map that had all kinds of markings on it.

He pointed to the spot that he and Shane would be searching together in case I needed them, and then pointed to where I would be looking. I nodded my head and wished them good luck before I was off heading in the other direction.

I was out there for a few hours and had no luck. No trace of her. To think that Rick only left her for a few minutes and just like that she was gone, like she disappeared into thin air. I tried my best to find any type of tracks, either hers or a walker, but nothing. I just wasn't having the best luck, so I made my way back to the farm because my side was starting to kill me, and I forgot to take more painkillers before I left. I felt defeated but I didn't want to just give up or lose hope, so I didn't.

When I got back to the house, I immediately heard screaming coming from a little ways down the field and I couldn't help but groan to myself. A part of me just wanted to turn my ass back around and leave again to get a few more minutes of peace, but that apparently was unrealistic.

My eyes scanned the area to pinpoint where it was coming from, only to find Maggie blowing up at Lori with Glenn just a few feet behind her. I couldn't quite make out the words she was saying from the distance, but soon she stormed off in the direction that I was in. She was speed walking and tried to completely walk past me but I slightly stepped in front of her.

"Maggie what's wrong? You, okay?" I asked her.

"I- I don't know Rose I just need to cool off, we'll talk later okay?" she responded briefly before taking off again.

I was taken aback at how upset and fearful she was all at once, glancing back to see Glenn talking to Lori, I decided to walk over to them to see what the problem was.

"Guys?" I said to get their attention.

They both stopped talking and snapped their necks to look back at me with baffled expressions. "Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yeah uh... yeah everything's fine Ro." Glenn said.

My brows furrowed as I wasn't convinced in the slightest, looking over at Lori who couldn't make eye contact with me as she just stared at her shoes in embarrassment. Glancing back to Glenn, I raised my eyebrows at him in question, hoping he could tell me what the hell was going on. His eyes darted between Lori and I a few times before mouthing "Tell you later." I just nodded my head and walked off towards the house, though I couldn't have been left more confused.

As I made my way up the porch, I could hear them beginning to talk again, but I just brushed it off as I made it through the front door and headed up to the bathroom. I looked through all the cabinets before finally finding some painkillers that would ease the throbbing pain I still had in my side. Popping a few of them in my mouth, I left the bathroom slowly to see Beth sitting quietly in her room, and an idea formed in my head. I figured now was as good a time as any to teach her a few things she wanted to learn on the guitar.

"Hey hon," I said to get her attention, "Do you want to learn a few chords on the guitar today?" I asked as I peeked my head through the doorway.

Her eyes lit up, "Yeah! Let me just go get it quick." she said, before rushing back downstairs.

I entered her room right as she was walking out and sat at the end of her bed as I waited. My eyes scanned the walls and noticed the small decorations she had around, and I thought it matched her personality pretty well. Small pictures in frames were hung up on the walls, painted a pretty pink color. Leaving the rest of her furniture a bright white, pulling everything together in the simplest way.

She came back in moments later with a huge smile on her face and the guitar in her hand, sitting down next to me while I was trying to figure out what to teach her first.

"Well, I guess the first thing you need to know is how to hold it so, hold it so your left hand is on the strings and your right will hold the pick." I said to her.

She adjusted the guitar in her hold and then looked at me when she was ready for the next thing.

"Okay, now we can learn a few chords." I stated.

I proceeded to show her five different ones she could do pretty easily since it was her first time. After she got comfortable enough with those, I showed her the few songs she could play with what she learned, and she was getting pretty good at it the more she practiced.

Though we both seemed to burst into laughs when she would curse the second she messed up, but picking back up where she left off with a shake of her head. That, and we found ourselves getting somewhat distracted during random times, talking casually as she took a few breaks here and there. But in the end, she learned how to play 2 songs pretty well after a few hours, leaving her feeling very proud of herself of what she had accomplished.

"Hey, why don't I play one of the songs you taught me, and you sing the lyrics." she suggested suddenly, strumming a few chords absentmindedly.

I immediately shook my head, "Um... I don't think so. How about I play, and you sing." I responded.

"Oh, come on," she tried again, "I just know you're a good singer, I can feel it." she said.

I gave her a pointed look, "You can feel it, huh?" I asked sarcastically, "I don't know hon, it's been a while and I don't really sing anymore." I spoke.

"Well, it's just me. Here I won't even look at you if that helps." she said and turned to face the wall.

I debated in my head for a few seconds before rolling my eyes, though she wasn't able to see, "Fine." I muttered.

I could tell she smiled in victory, "Which one do you want me to play?" she asked excitedly.

"Whichever one you want. I like both of them." I replied.

She thought for only a second before slowly playing the intro to Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison. I smiled small to myself, though mentally preparing myself for something I hadn't felt in a while. Nausea washed over me almost instantly, and even though it was just Beth hearing me, I still grew nervous. But nonetheless I took a deep breath and started once the intro ended.

Singing again felt surreal and only brought back memories that I tried hard to repress. All I could think as I continued through the song was about how I used to sing constantly when it wasn't looking too good in my household. With my mother constantly looming over me, I found that singing distracted me, even if it was just for a few moments. It helped. But it was more of something that helped me cope through terrible times, not something that was enjoyable.

But the song thankfully came to a close quicker than I thought, Beth stopping the music and looking back at me with a huge smile on her face. I smiled awkwardly as I tried to forget the feeling I had moments ago, the reminder of the past I didn't need.

"That was amazing Rose!" Beth exclaimed while taking the guitar off and wrapping me in a tight hug, which I returned after a moment.

The sound of soft clapping was then heard from right outside of her room, pulling apart to see Hershel standing there in the doorway with a smile on his face.

"You two sound beautiful together." he complimented.

"Thank you." I said sincerely.

Beth squealed to her dad in excitement, "Rose taught me how to play some things on the guitar and I got her to sing! Doesn't she sound amazing?" she asked.

"Yes she does, Rose you're very talented." he said.

"Okay, okay enough, my head's getting way too big," I brushed off with a laugh, "But thank you."

He nodded his head and came to sit by Beth while she told him everything that I had been teaching her the past few hours, going on and on and only continuing to fill my ego.

I then got up and cleared my throat, "Well, I'm going to head out to check on Glenn, but I'll see you guys later."

Beth nodded, "Okay, thanks again for teaching me. Do you think I can learn some more soon?" she asked.

I smiled, "Sure, just come find me when you want some new songs to learn." I winked.

She smiled and nodded her head before turning back to her dad to tell him more, watching as he got lost in her words and excitement. I smiled to myself before turning around to set off to find Glenn, needing to know what was going on earlier and in the back of my mind it was driving me crazy.

The second I walked outside, I immediately spotted him right next to the RV. He was sitting talking to Dale about something casually when he suddenly saw me out of the corner of his eye, jumping out of his chair and rushed over to me in a matter of seconds. As he was walking towards me quickly, looking like a lunatic, I made eye contact with Dale as the older man followed his retreating figure to see where he was taking off to. He surprisingly gave me a small nod and a smile and I returned it.

I knew just after that small exchange that we were okay, and we could move on from what happened. It was nice to know we were both mature enough for that.

"My God, where have you been? I've been looking all over for you, come on." Glenn said quickly before grabbing me by my arm and dragging me away.

"Well, you didn't look very hard because I was literally in the house the whole time." I clapped back as we walked.

He didn't say anything to my smartass comment, he didn't say anything really until he knew we were far enough away from everyone so no one could hear our conversation. He then dropped my arm and started pacing back and forth, thinking loudly to himself as if he didn't know where to start. I followed him with my eyes as he visibly had an inner debate with himself, my arms crossing over my chest impatiently waiting.

After a few minutes of making myself dizzy, my annoyance grew, "Jesus Christ, just spit it out Glenn."

He stopped pacing and looked at me, and without missing a beat he said, "Lori's pregnant and the barn is full of walkers."

My eyes slowly started to widen the longer I took the information in, processing it as best as I could though it was all insane. It was just a few words, but they were both really big problems. Lori being pregnant in a world like this was no good for her or anyone else. We had Hershel, somewhat of a doctor here to make sure everything was running smoothly. But that didn't mean we could protect this baby from everything, even with the safety of being on the farm. And the walkers in the barn? Oh, I had so many questions, but the biggest one was, why the fuck?

Glenn watched me carefully process all this information, eyeing me nervously, "Take your time, it's a lot to take in." he muttered.

"Yeah, no shit." I snapped, before the habit was suddenly passed onto me, pacing back and forth in a slight panic.

He sighed from behind me, "Well, no need to get snappy at me."

"How long have you known?" I suddenly asked, whipping around to face him.

He stood there for a second, no longer meeting my eyes, "Too long."

I sighed angrily, tangling my fingers through my hair, "Why didn't you tell me when you first found out? This is a huge deal Glenn, my God." I said angrily.

"I'm sorry Ro. I'm so sorry, Maggie told me I couldn't tell anyone and so did Lori. And to be honest I didn't want two women being mad at me at the same time."

"Yeah, well congratulations. Though you seemed to make one pretty damn mad." I quickly said as I gestured to myself.

He sighed and reached out to get me to stop anxiously bouncing on the balls of my feet, "I know, I know but I'm telling you now. I'm sorry."

I stood there for a second looking at him, my face softening after hearing his words. "No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you, it's just... well like you said it's a lot to take in."

He smiled slightly as he nodded, wasting no more time as he went to tell me all the little details. Everything from who knew about what, everything that happened with Lori, and his plan to tell everyone about the walkers tomorrow morning. It was in fact a lot to process, but I was proud of him for telling the group about the walkers even if Maggie would be upset with him. Deep down knowing that it was the right thing to do.

After he told me everything and finally got it all off his chest, we were now sitting down on the grass in complete and utter silence. I didn't know how long we sat like that, our minds running on overdrive, but it had to be a long time considering the farmhouse's lights turned off for the night ages ago.

"Maggie is gonna hate me."

I shook my head, "No she's not. She might be upset at first, but she's not going to hate you. But are you guys, okay? I never got that update." I commented, wiggling my eyebrows as I winked at him.

He rolled his eyes and pushed my arm lightly, "Yeah, we're okay...but after tomorrow I'm not so sure. Ask me again in a couple days."

I laughed lightly as I nodded, "It'll be okay. It's all going to work itself out."

His eyes glanced at me in silent appreciation, wrapping an arm around me as he pulled me in for a side hug. I rested my head on his shoulder with a content sigh as the silence took over once again, thinking about how tomorrow was going to suck ass.

~ Thanks for reading!

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Theory of Love Rewatch Ep 8 Stray Thoughts

Last time, Khai began his bisexual awakening, and I gave the show points for handling the interior experience of that with a lot of honesty. I appreciate that no one is on Khai's side about going after Third, let alone Third. I like that Two especially doesn't want Khai messing with Third. I am glad that Third has been moving on with his life, and I like how now that we're outside of his head Third seems kind of aloof. I like that Khai's reputation is working against him as he tries to be serious about Third. Meanwhile, Bone is working on a big project with Paan and making eyes at her. We left at Khai being cast in Third's play as the jerk lead.

Ep.08 The Proposal

Third is actually so mean and I love it.

I also like that Third is annoyed by Khai hovering over him lately.

Khai tried to fuck with Un and Un said, "Pot-kettle-black, bitch."

LOL, even Shane is on team Let Third Be Into Someone Else.

It's kinda funny how most of this gang has no skill when it comes to people they actually like.

Okay, this car scene with every radio station playing some kind of sad song about heartbreak was funny.

They're getting some good resonance with Lynn. Her boyfriend got tired of her and she's wondering if she should change. Khai is also struggling with who he should be for Third.

I think White may have actually been in a fight before. His reactions to ministrations feel correct.

LOL. Bone said Un is way better than you, Khai. Get wrecked.

Un said, "What do you know of Third? Aren't you his best friend? Answer, quickly!!"

I feel no sympathy for Khai at all. He always tossed Third at girls he was done with and used him as a shield. He deserves no regard from Third after all the shit he pulled. He can't even handle girls he flirted with being annoyed with him.

Taking a nap while waiting for the file to export is so real.

Yes, Two, get that shot in at Khai for always dumping Third for girls.

I really like Gun's gait. He doesn't often adjust it for his characters.

I struggle to feel for Khai's heartache here, because he's hurt more people than just Third.

I'm so sick of this orange balcony as the transition shot.

Who are you jealous of here, Two?

Wow, is Khai going to actually tell Third he's quitting? That's better than his usual avoidance tactics.

So, Khai, you're saying you want to...Make It Right? You don't do that by kissing a sleeping person, especially one you've wronged.

Finally, Third gets mad. I've needed him to get mad. I needed him to go to the window, stick his head out, and yell, "I'm as mad as hell! And I'm not going to take this anymore!"

Good thing he wore that helmet!

Yes, montage of all the things Khai did to Third. I'm glad you're finally recognizing your shit even if you think this is the end.

In the words of Susan Ivanova, "All love is unrequited." I'm actually enjoying this part of the show a lot. Khai is so bad at this and can't stand that Third is inaccessible to him now. You don't know what you got till it's gone, and I am not feeling sympathy for this man child. I like that his bros give him shit constantly and never let up until he starts to break. Khai created the world around him with his callousness, and I'm enjoying seeing him grate against the other side of it. Ending on him sliding across pavement and getting torn up is an excellent choice, because our bodies are so fragile. It's good to illustrate how he thought he was immune to all of that on his beloved Charlie and all the ways he projected onto that only to see him dashed across the road as he thinks about his friend he never realized how much he loved until that friend cut him off.

As always, this rewatch is sponsored by @lurkingshan, with support from @waitmyturtles and @neuroticbookworm. Also tagging @twig-tea by request.

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Ahh just two things, I love your blog so much :)! I’d love to see what you think the bachelor's parenting styles would be like? And also you’ve been spelling Elliott's name wrong D:

Oh god I keep forgetting the second t in his name don’t I 😂😅 entirely my bad I gotta get better at checking my spelling lol I kept having to go back and respell Haley’s name for a bit too 😂 I’ll go fix that lmao, also thank you!! I enjoy writing these little blurbs and stuff, and interacting with y’all! Also reading tags y’all leave on reblogs gives me so much joy cause some are so funny, most of it’s written at like five am cause sleep evades me lol

Alright! Parenting styles!

Elliott: he strikes me as a very gentle parent, he doesn’t like to give timeouts unless absolutely necessary since he always feels bad, especially if your kids only a toddler still since Theyer only learning right from wrong and it’s all brand new, he would love to read with your kid and colour pictures with them, he definitely loves doing bedtime with them because thats when the most stories are read! Also loves taking them to the beach to play in the sand or swim for a bit

Harvey: I don’t think he really knows what he’s doing to well, honestly it’s all a learning curve for him but with doing comes learning and he sure can learn, he’ll make healthy meals and a large variety of snacks for your kids and always takes them on walks, he’s the best when it comes to little ouchies and booboos like scraped knees or paper cuts, always has colorful little bandaids on hand for them! Cute little junimo themed ones and woodland creatures, will panic if they break a bone or something serious though, kids can be quite clumsy

Sam: he’s definitely a cool dad, he’s teaching your kids to skateboard and play guitar, feeding them pizza and joja cola. You have to inform him they can’t live off of those things and teach him how to make healthy foods and snacks for the kids but he picks up on it pretty easy, will probably call his mom for advice more then once but she’s always happy to help

Sebastian: he’s not entirely clueless in the baby department since he was around when maru was a baby, he likes to play games with them, teaches them how to play video games when They’re older so he can have a player two, also gets them into solarian chronicles, he’s the ultimate cool dad, will buy your kid a sword (probably a few honestly, it’s a collection they have together now) won’t however let your kids in the mines because he’s heard your stories of what’s down there and he doesn’t want them to get hurt

Shane: he’s been around jas a lot, he’s definitely applying whatever skills he’s gained from that to his own kid, loves to get them new toys. They have a whole Lego chicken coop complete with Lego chickens that they put together as a bonding activity. He does not know how to cook very many things but he will try, he doesn’t want to be seen as useless so he’s definitely putting in the effort! He asks you to teach him how to cook and how to put together cute snack plates (he definitely has those little shape cutouts for veggies so he can make little cucumber flowers and carrot bunny’s for your kids).

Alex: definitely an active parent, literally. Loves taking the kids on jogs and walks through town, will 100% use your toddler as a weight while he’s doing squats, just holds them on his shoulders the whole time, they think it’s hilarious and he gets in a workout, it’s a win win. If your kid wants to help him make breakfast he’s thrilled, tells them all about the nutrition and how it helps with the farm work and keeps your muscles fed and happy, of course he doesn’t deny the kid of sweets either, it’s all about balance,

#stardew fanfic #stardew valley #stardew farmer #stardew x reader #stardew headcanon #stardew marriage #stardew elliott #stardew harvey #stardew sam #stardew sebastian #stardew shane #stardew alex

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Anonymous Asks: "Hi!!! I wanted to send an ask for TDV because I literally love your blog and just noticed you started posting stuff for S.DV!!

I was wondering if we could get a Sebastian, Shane, or Elliot (or whoever you want) scenario/HC for them eating something absolutely LACED with aphrodisiacs. Like they ate a berry they passed by while walking or saw some food on the farmer’s table when they were visiting not knowing what it was.

And then after like 5 minutes of eating they’re red, sweaty, and in a new realm of horny (if you’d be willing I feel like some dubcon or whatever of them pouncing on the farmer would be really hot too 🫣🫣).

This is sorta based on another blog I saw that posts these kinds of ideas but I’d love to see how you write this !! 🫶"

I absolutely adore this idea!! I love aphrodisiacs >:3c This ended up being noncon rather than dubcon, and it got more emotional than horny especially at the end, but it felt like it fit better for the story

Content: noncon, aphrodisiac, drugging, accusations of bullying/cheating, Shane is depressed and self-loathing as usual, painful sex, vague implication of Harvey being a creep, hurt/comfort

Shane -

Thanks for bringing the chickens, they're doing really well in the new coop! Maybe you could come by for dinner and see them tonight? I should be home by 5.

"Home by five." Shane sighs, eyeing the clock as the hands slowly tick over to six pm. "Bullshit."

Patience is something his therapist has been trying to help him with, but... really, anyone would feel pretty blown off at this point. It's hard not to feel undervalued. Ignored. Worthless. Hard not to spiral into those self-loathing thought patterns. Into that misanthropic feeling that dealing with people just isn't fucking worth it.

He's trying to be good, he really is! He runs through the list of coping mechanisms and techniques his therapist has taught him to ground in the current moment rather than getting swept away by his thought spirals. He settles on mindful eating, glancing around to see what you've got. He can't go to the fridge. Not because he cares about being rude, just because the last time he'd opened it he'd been absolutely disgusted by how many jars of pickles you'd had in there. He knew you mostly kept them around for Harvey and to sell to Pierre, but that didn't stop his stomach from turning every time he thought about all those jars of pickled vegetables.

There's chocolates on your table. He hasn't been able to keep his eyes off them since he first sat down in your kitchen, waiting for you to get home. The box is light pink and shaped like a heart, topped with a neat little ribbon. The horrible little voice in the back of his head whispers cruel things to him. Someone else is sending you chocolates. Someone else wants your attention, your affection. And why shouldn't they get it? Why shouldn't you be with someone else? He's got nothing to offer you. He's just a depressed alcoholic, you should be with someone more... more. Someone better. It's probably good that someone's sending you chocolates. Giving you a better option than him.

It's not quite a devil on his shoulder that makes him do it. It's just his own lack of impulse control. That self loathing spiral manifesting as destructive tendencies, or whatever bullshit his therapist would call it. He doesn't want you dating him, he doesn't want you debasing yourself like that. But he doesn't want you dating anyone else either. And given that the chocolates are still closed, and a note is neatly folded up on top of it, you haven't even seen it yet...

The chocolates are gone before he realises what he's doing. So much for "mindful eating." It was more jamming chocolate into his mouth angrily and then tossing the empty box vaguely in the direction of the trash. A small part of him is worried you'll be upset, but a much bigger part of him bitterly wonders how you'd even know. You're clearly not going to show up any time soon, he'll be back in bed before you even get home. You won't know it was him who trashed the box of chocolates. He's not even sure why he's still here, waiting, when you're obviously not coming back.

Seriously, why is he still here? Your house isn't even that nice. It's too bright and busy and hot. It's so fucking hot in here. Far more stifling than the cool fall night should be. He can feel the heat sinking into his skin. The sweat making his hands sticky and his shirt damp. Your stupid house is too damned hot. Why did you invite him here anyway? Just to humiliate him? To stand him up? He doesn't want to leave. He wants to stay until you get back. Demand answers. Find out who else you're messing around like this. Is it just him? Is he really so pathetic? Or are you doing this to the other guys in town too? Is he not even special enough to be your only target?

Maybe you're with one of them now. He can already picture it. Maybe you're drinking some wine with Elliott on the beach, laughing together about what a fool he is, waiting for you at home. He can picture it. Elliott's lips on your neck as you laugh about how pathetic he is. Elliott pressing you into the sand, the two of you stripping each other frantically, Elliott pounding into you as the two of you laugh at the mere idea that you would be into him. Or maybe you're in Sebastian's room, getting smoked out, his tongue down your throat, you riding him. Maybe Harvey's pinning you to one of the exam tables in the clinic while you scream his name. Or are you giggling under the covers in Sam's room, trying not to let his family hear what you two are up to? Maybe you and Alex—

His thoughts have strayed from the idea of you mocking him to the idea of you getting fucked by everyone but him. It's startling and uncomfortable when he realises he's hard. His cock is aching, straining against his pants. The thought of you with other men... it shouldn't be this fucking hot. His blood feels like it's boiling in his veins, jealousy and anger and self-loathing and lust all bubbling away beneath his skin. And it's all your fault. Every part of this is your fault. Your stupid note. Your stupid lateness. Your stupid box of chocolates from your stupid admirer. Your stupid smile and stupid laugh that make his heart pound.

The door opens just as his emotions reach their peak. The sight of you standing there with an apologetic smile, one hand held behind your back, does nothing to soothe him. No, it only makes everything worse. He scans you for signs that you've been with someone else, something to betray the fact that you've just been fucked sensless by another guy while he was waiting around for you like an idiot. A lingering trace of a smirk, a hickey barely poking out from under your collar, something, anything.

There's nothing.

"Sorry I'm late." Your smile wavers a bit and his thoughts begin to spiral even more. "Pierre was being a hardass about closing hours, it took a lot of persuading and... maybe a little blackmail... to get him to sell me, uh... this."

Your hand shoots out in front of you, clutching a bouquet. The frantic motion sends a couple of petals to the floor. But the heat under Shane's collar doesn't let up at your explanation. Of course you don't mean it. How could you possibly mean it? Someone else must've given you the bouquet today. You're mocking him with it. Like a preteen, pretending to ask someone out as a joke. He's the joke here. You're making fun of him, pretending to be interested. Why would you be interested in him?

And you're standing there, smiling that smile that makes his heart flip. Looking as perfect as always. Those fantasies of you getting fucked are still playing on loop in his mind as he looks at you. The way you'd look, sweaty and blissful, moaning and screaming and cumming. His fists clench and he's not sure if he wants to hit you or fuck you, but he needs to do something before all this heat finally bubbles over and destroys everything in its path.

He only gets flashes of his own actions. He blinks and his hand is wrapped bruisingly around your wrist. He blinks and he's pulling you towards your room as the bouquet falls to the floor. He blinks and your voice, hitched and teary, begs to know what's going on. He blinks and he's pushing you onto the bed with a painful sounding thud. He blinks and he's on top of you, teeth digging into your lips and hands tearing desperately at your clothes.

His heartbeat pounds in his ears, the heat soothed and stoked by the feeling of your skin on his. His lips settle into a hot, sloppy kiss. It's frantic and desperate and full of tongue and teeth. Even as you try to push against him, crying out for him to stop, he swallows each sound with a groan of desperate need. The bulge that grinds against you as he strips you both bare is hard and throbbing, hot and thick. The thought of him forcing it into you—you doubt he'll bother to prep you in this state—makes you whimper and clench your thighs.

"No."

It's barely a growl, his shockingly strong hands shoving your legs apart. One hand holds your hips down. The other fumbles to shove a few clumsy fingers into your hole. Even in his dizzying haze of rage and desire, he's trying to prep you. He's like a virgin. He doesn't seem to know how to touch you, how to kiss you, how to make you feel good. But he's trying, and you hate it. Because it makes you think about how much nicer this night could have gone had you just come home on time. Between his hissed accusations, you can pick up on what happened. At least some of it.

"—course you wouldn't like me—"

"—some other guy—"

"—making fun of me—"

"—pretending you're interested—"

His self-loathing, his suspicion, his fear that all your kindness and affection is an elaborate joke. It all comes out in a flood of grunts and growls. It almost feels like your fault when he lays it all out for you like this. Like none of this would've happened if you'd been better. Had you just gotten to Pierre's on time. Gotten home when you'd promised, given him the bouquet, had time to explain yourself...

His lips are on your neck, sucking bruises into your skin on just the wrong side of painful. His cock lines up with your hole and he forces it into you, your name leaving his lips in a pained whisper. You cry out. Tears sting your eyes as he bullies his cock into you. You beg him to stop in a broken voice that hardly sounds like your own. This all feels like a bad dream. Not only for you, pinned beneath the man you were planning to confess your feelings for, feeling his cock stretch you brutally. But also for him, unable to control his actions and thoughts, body shaking as the heat overtakes him.

"—stupid fucking chocolates—"

"—so fucking hot in here—"

"—need you need you need you—"

"—hurts. Like I'm fucking dying—"

Through the tears and the pain, your mind whirrs. Something about this sounds familiar. If only his blunt nails would stop digging into your hips, his cock stop pounding into you, his teeth stop marking up your skin for long enough for you to focus. Chocolates. Heat. Need. Pain. Chocolates. Heat. Need. Pain. It connects. Somehow, you know it all adds up. This isn't the man you know, the man you spent an hour arguing with Pierre to get a bouquet for. This isn't Shane. It's—

"Fuck." Your voice cracks, back arching as his clumsy fingers try to make you feel good too. "Shane, please!"

"Need you so bad. Always teasing me. Mocking me. Behind my back, with those other guys. Why is your house so fucking hot? Why are you so fucking hot? Teasing me. Taunting me. Wanted me to fuck you, huh? Bet you wanted this."

One look in his eyes confirms it to you. He's not here. They're clouded over with lust, face contorted into a grimacing mask. A devil wearing Shane's skin like a twisted puppet. His fingers manage to fumble their way towards something akin to pleasure, your nerves sparking in unwanted delight. You can tell he's close to his end, hips stuttering and growls becoming more and more incomprehensible. It's all you can do to hold onto him. Screw your eyes shut and wait for it to end. Wait for him to be done using you.

His voice and fever break at once. Cumming inside you, face buried in your neck, sobs wracking his body. Your nails find his scalp almost instinctively, remembering all the nights you've held him like this while he was too drunk and depressed to be trusted on his own. Your fingers in his thinning hair sends a shudder of self-loathing through him. The clarity is all too much at once. He knows what he's done to you. Not why, but what. And that's more than enough to wish you'd kill him. End his miserable life then and there for what he's done. But you're doing something far worse than that. Comforting him. Whispering gentle reassurances as you hold him close. A knife to the gut would hurt less.

"What have I done...?" Even to his own ears, his voice sounds small and fractured. Like he's a kid again.

Shane's sobs quiet to little whimpers and sniffles. You can feel his tears on your neck, his now-soft cock pressed against your thigh. He shrinks in on himself, clearly not comforted by your words. You know him. Know the train of thought he's riding. Blaming himself, finding reasons that this is his fault and not the fault of whoever spiked those chocolates. It's hard to pull him out of these spirals. Even harder when the actions were his, no matter how influenced by the plant. It may not be his fault, but it certainly feels that way when he was the one pinning you down and forcing himself on you.

"Cupido appetitus." Your voice is soft, understanding. "They're... a potent aphrodisiac. They cause a sensation of overheating, insatiable lust, and can cause paranoia and dissociation. Demetrius pointed them out to me when I first moved here, warned me all about them. Said there had been the occasional... incident where they got into people's food by accident. They grow up on the mountain, anyone could've picked the berries and put them in some chocolate. "

But he's not pulling away. He lets you cradle him to your chest. Lets you coo softly to him and try to reassure him that you're not mad. And that's a thousand steps above where he was only a few months ago. None of this is going to be easy. Not for either of you. Coming to terms with what happened, with your assault and his drugging. It won't be easy at all. But at least you still have him. In your arms. At least he still has you to hold onto.

On the kitchen floor, beside the discarded bouquet, sits the note that had once been on top of the box of chocolates.

Hope you enjoy! Come see me when you've eaten them. - Harvey

#sunshine #to do valley #tdv shane #gn!reader #18+ only #dark side of the sun

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♡︎𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫?♡︎

Pairing(s): Jess Mariano x Afab!reader, Jess Mariano x Rory Gilmore

Summary: Jess was your escape for a long time especially with your sister being the towns golden girl but then he gets very up tight and personal about who you talk to I mean you aren’t even together. Right?

Word count: 600+

Request: PLEASEE do a jealous/possessive jess mariano imagine —anon

Warning(s): Jealousy, arguments, mention of violence, and Language

A/n:—GIFs aren’t mine— Happy Thanksgiving/Holidays! I Hope i can put out another story today based off the holiday but no promises very busy day today stay safe and eat good Writers!

Jess blocked a lot of things out of his mind that included your sister Rory Gilmore twisting her hair and batting her eyelashes at him while he worked behind the counter of his uncle’s restaurant as his eyes darted to the clock

The past four times he had looked you had at least twenty minutes until you were let out of school you were switching to Chilton soon and Jess was still trying to fighter out how to deal with the fact

He walked through the court his semi smile he didn’t realize he had on his face dropping when the sight of you and some guy talking to each other caused his jaw to clench

You were handing him something a folder it looked like and before Jess could intervene the guy was already walking away giving you a wave which you returned happily a little too happy for Jess’s liking

You turned around meeting eyes with Jess before you slowly jogged over to him with a bright smile on your face before you came I to contact with his chest wrapping your arms around his waist

“That guy you were talking to, who is he?” Jess questioned interrupting you before you could even begin your sentence as you furrowed your brows retrieving your head from the comfort of his soft band Tee at the hostility in his voice and you suddenly realized how stiff he was under your touch before you dropped your arms to your sides

“He’s just a new friend, whats up with you?” You questioned your head tilted as you looked up at the brunette

“Why was he talking to you?”

“He was asking for some notes he missed Jess. Why does it matter?” You took a full step back now Jess not being the only one tense as you both stood in the middle of the court yard most students already starting their ways on their destination

“He only wants to put his grubby little hands on you like the rest of the guys in this town” Jess stated in a matter of fact tone before you scoffed turning on you heels and beginning to walk away

“You know I’m right Y/n that’s why you’re so damn mad” Jess was hot on your heels to the point you couldn’t even turn around without bumping into him

“Does he even have a girlfriend?” At that you stopped in your tracks you weren’t even together so why the hell should he even care?

“Why do you care!?” You turned around sharply and if It weren’t for Jess having a decent balance you both would’ve went tumbling over You didn’t mean for it to come out so harsh but Jess was testing your patience

“Why were you so jealous when me and Shane kissed at the fair!?” He shot back at you before you could start to walk away again

“Jealous!? You don’t even exist to me!” You found yourself shouting at the brunette jabbing your a finger into his chest the townspeople sparing you both whispering glances and if he were surprised his face sure did nothing to show it

“You’re mine and you know it Y/n. If I see that punk talking to you again you won’t recognize him the next time you see him” Jess had grabbed your wrist as it thrashed against his hold not enough to hurt you but it was still firm to get his point across

“Did that make you feel better huh? Go somewhere and fuck yourself Jess.” You seethed before successfully snatching your hand away from his hold storming off

Jess decided against following you giving you a chance to clear your head before he turned on his heel walking the other way deep down you knew you both belonged to each other it was just a matter of time before you stopped denying it

#jess mariano #jess mariano x reader #jess mariano x you #jess mariano x y/n #rory gilmore #gilmore girls #gilmore girls x reader #fem!reader #romance #fluff #i love you #whiskmeaway #thewriterg

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Lucky Girl - Relationship Analysis

Evie & Kelly

The dynamics between Evie and her friends is the first glimpse we really get into Evie’s state of mind in part one. We know that she’s known Kelly since she was little, and they’ve been friends forever, not really through choice as much as through circumstance. I always had this idea that Evie and Kelly just sat next to each other on the first day of school, and ever since then they’ve just kind of defaulted to friendship despite their obvious incompatibilities.

It’s certainly not a good friendship, and this is evident from early on. Kelly is the type of person who enjoys subtly putting Evie down, making her feel small and insignificant through actions that are not really that noticeable to other people, but Kelly knows her well enough to know what will hurt.

Claire is introduced at the same time as Kelly, but it’s established that this is a newer friendship. They’ve only been hanging out with Claire for about a year, and straight off the bat, Evie feels a little left out, as in chapter one, Kelly and Claire walk ahead of her and chat in the mobile home bedroom while she hangs out on her own in the kitchen, making awkward small talk with Shane. I wanted there to be the sense that Kelly does this kind of thing, she’ll latch onto the new, more interesting person and leave Evie on her own, making sure that she knows that she’s secondary.

Still, for most of part one, Evie’s thoughts about Kelly are still conflicted. There are nice things about her, and Evie reminds herself of these whenever she can. She’s fun! She’s confident! Everyone loves her! …but she continues to push Evie’s boundaries and make her feel small and uncomfortable, like when she picks on her for her choice of underwear, insists that she go out with Liam when she’s not interested and forces her to sing karaoke even though she’s too embarrassed to stand in front of all those people and sing. In this case, Kelly demonstrates how confident and at ease she is while doing karaoke so that she can pretend that it’s easy and to make Evie feel ridiculous for not trying.

Kelly makes half-hearted attempts to be a good friend to Evie too. She talks her up to Liam and tells him about how good she is at art, only to quickly lose interest in the conversation and find a way to make it about her again. The main issue with Kelly is that it must be about her all of the time. She feels threatened when someone else takes the limelight - especially someone like Evie, who has always done a good job of being the background friend in her life. (Hence why she’s kept her around for so long) Now that Evie is starting to show signs of coming into her own she’s become bitter and jealous.

Kelly brings up the boys that fancy Evie in chapter three. When Evie complains that nobody likes her, Kelly is quick to list off all the boys from home that do. Funny that she’s kept tabs like that. It’s clear that Kelly is beginning to feel insecure about boys showing interest in Evie, when she’s supposed to be the more desirable one. (Kelly tells a story in chapter one about how all the boys in the caravan parks liked her, possibly as a way to reaffirm that she’s the more popular friend.)

Kelly tries to get Evie to go out with Liam because she feels like he’s embarrassing and undesirable enough for her, while also getting to hide behind the guise of helping her ‘solve’ her affliction. Evie is used to this by now, and this is evident in chapter two, when Evie automatically assigns herself to the ‘ugliest’ of the three Italian boys. Kelly has made her feel unworthy of romance so many times that she can’t even conceive of dating someone who is genuinely attractive to her. When she talks about the hierarchy of dating in chapter two, she’s talking about the ways that Kelly has made her feel.

When Evie finally does date Liam, Kelly makes a point of showing off to everyone how ‘cute’ their relationship is. She gets drunk at the barbecue at Jude’s beach house and goes on about how glad she was that Evie finally found herself a boy. A lame, embarrassing boy, but a boy nonetheless. She does this because she feels left out of the group. None of these older kids seem to like her, her brother is flirting with Claire, and now Evie is happy with Liam too. It wasn’t really supposed to go like this, so she needs to let everyone know that Evie is still a loser. It doesn’t work, of course, and Evie only ends up gaining sympathy from Jen, which ultimately leads her on a path towards Jude.

Another moment of this kind of sabotage comes up much later, when Evie talks to her school crush, Will, at Shane’s house. He reveals that Kelly told him that Evie fancied him years ago, and Evie is incredibly embarrassed. It’s evident that Kelly was jealous, or perhaps even detecting some mutual interest from Will, and decided to immediately ruin it by making it awkward for everyone involved.

When Evie goes to Dublin she thinks about how disinterested Kelly would be to learn that she is visiting a gallery, just to show that Evie’s interests are of absolutely no interest to Kelly, and that her friend has made her feel small and silly for liking art at all. This theme also comes up a bit later, as Evie has a memory of attending football games with Kelly against her will. What Kelly likes is of paramount importance, but what Evie likes is boring.

The friendship with Kelly really takes a nosedive around chapters 8 - 11. Evie is supposed to go out with Liam and agree to go to his debs with him so that Kelly can claim that she’s ‘fixed’ her, but nothing goes according to plan. Evie returns home after spending the evening with Jude instead, and expresses a total loss of interest in Liam. Kelly is confused and frustrated until Evie admits to fancying Jude, and then she becomes furious. How dare Evie think she has a chance with a boy like Jude! Who does she think she is? He would never have liked Kelly (and perhaps he even made this clear a previous summer) so how could he ever like a person who is inferior to her in every way? She tries to frighten Evie away by saying that Jude is sexually experienced and would push her into situations that she isn’t ready for.

Another moment I come back to a lot in this chapter is when Kelly demands to know where her shoes are, the ones she loaned to Evie the night before. She locates them and makes a big show of checking them for dirt and damage, only not to find any. She behaves as though Evie will ‘ruin’ her things, but then throws the shoes onto the floor unceremoniously afterwards. Clearly the shoes don’t even mean that much to her, she just wanted to make the point that Evie is careless.

The friendship reaches its final stages when Evie misses her dinner date with Kelly. By now, Kelly has already snapped at Claire over the festival and caused a rift between them, meaning that Claire is no longer hanging out in the mobile home all day. She’s bored, and now that her preferred friend has abandoned her, she turns to Evie for support.

She asks Evie if they can have dinner together one evening, and maybe go for a swim since they haven’t been spending too much time together, and Evie guiltily agrees, sensing Kelly’s vulnerability. Obviously, Evie falls asleep at Jude’s house and misses the date. She knows deep within herself that this means trouble. Perhaps the girls have been here before, perhaps this is why Evie is so worried about upsetting Kelly, why she always has a radar for her moods. She returns home to find Kelly furious and upset.

Kelly uses this opportunity to tear Evie to shreds, she says that she is self interested and thoughtless, with more interest in boys than in her friends. Eventually all facades fall away and Kelly admits that she’s jealous of Evie, because she gets everything she wants. Everyone likes her more, she’s prettier, thinner, funnier, sweeter, more loved by her parents, whereas Kelly has always felt overshadowed by her brother’s successes. The fact that Evie spent the afternoon and evening with Jude is too much to bear.

Following on from their friendship-ending fight, Kelly proceeds to give Evie the silent treatment, and never really stops, right up into adulthood. Kelly can never forgive Evie for being ‘better’ than she is, and she will punish her for as long as she can. Previously, all of Kelly’s problems came back to Shane. Now they will come back to Evie. This is why she accepts Claire and is civil with her but won’t even look at Evie. She knows that Claire wouldn’t care either way, but she knows Evie well enough to know how hurt she will be by being ignored and demonized. This is the last shred of power that she has over her, and she will hold onto it as long as she can.

I wanted to hint a little bit at Kelly’s life after she stops being a part of the story. Shane mentions to Evie that his sister is struggling to make friends in college, and the reason I included this is because I’ve always felt like there are certain behaviors that a person can get away with as a teenager, but that most adults will never accept. Kelly will not change, her methods will not change, but the people around her will. She’ll never have close friends like Evie and Claire again (she even made friends with Cristina the horse girl, who she doesn’t even like so that she wouldn’t be alone), she will only become lonelier and lonelier, and as a result angrier and angrier, as she is unable to put the blame upon herself or ever admit that she has a role in the trajectory of her own life. It is everybody’s fault but her own.

The last time we see Kelly is in the epilogue, but there she’s represented by her three year old daughter Fiadh. I never really wanted to ‘punish’ Kelly, or to give her a horrible life for revenge, but I did feel like she would do all she could to ensure that her own children were never forgotten in the way that she was by her own parents. Kelly will never say ‘no’ to Fiadh, nor will she punish her for poor behaviour, because it is never Fiadh’s fault, it is the people around her. The cycle continues.

#character analysis #I want to be self indulgent #and talk about my own story like I'm analyzing it for English class at school #bear with me #lemme indulge #it also might be interesting to read idk #relationship analysis

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jlushie · 2 years

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Your head canons are just what I’ve been looking for 🥺 I love the way you write about Shane and Sebastian especially! I’d love to see more Haley HC if you wouldn’t mind 💞

Thank you so much Anon! You’re so sweet! 😭

I’m happy you enjoy my headcanons! And I’ll happily write some Haley for you!

Again, like most of my headcanons, these are in no particular order! I do hope you enjoy! <3

Some General Haley Headcanons! <333

Okay, Haley is always made up to be completely rotten to her core, but she isn’t at all! I actually believe she’s very sweet, and gets tooth rotting sweet when it comes to you!

She loves you very, very much. She will make sure you and everyone knows it, and she has no shame in it!

With that said, I think she is perfectly comfortable with PDA, and probably encourages it. But if you’re uncomfortable with PDA, she won’t be mad in any degree. She’s more then happy to give you all her love when the two of you get home! <33

She likes to make sure you feel loved, albeit with a bit of teasing from her end. She takes in whatever love language most relates to you, and works her magic with it.

You feel more loved with physical touch? Well, come over here honey!

You like words of affirmation? She feels a bit flustered to say it out loud sometimes in a super lovey dovey way, but she doesn’t mind getting flushed up just to see you smile.

You want gifts? Have some pictures she took just because she thought you’d like them!

Speaking of photos, she most definitely has a scrapbook of your sweetest moments with her, and has a few albums for certain things and holidays, or like your wedding for example! If you two have children, she’ll have an album dedicated to them!

“Look at this one! Do you like the way it looks honey?”

She likes to be praised by you, or supported in any condition, so expect her to often approach you after taking photos, or starting or committing to another passion.

Also, yes, she would most definitely use some sweet nicknames for you, and honey is certainly one of them.

She doesn’t admit it out-loud too often, but she loves her sister Emily dearly. She often visits her after moving out.

And Emily is the best sister-in-law and Aunt! Expect you, and maybe kids if you have any, to be spoiled rotten.

And Alex is also in the same boat as Emily, being Haley’s best friend for the longest time.

Both like to tease Haley just how soft she is for you without realizing it, since, before you came into the valley, she was known as a little bit blunt and brutal. This gets her pretty flustered.

“D-Don’t make a big deal out of it! Y/n’s just… T-They’re just…!”

As mentioned, she gets a bit more flustered putting her feelings for you into words, so she often ends up in such a flushed up state she just stops talking, or she goes to you, pouting over how Emily and Alex just won’t leave her alone.

Unrelated, but if anyone ever said anything mean to you, hurt you in any way, or even try to even make a single passive aggressive comment, Haley will be on them, almost like a rabid dog.

She’d definitely fight someone for you, or chew them out and completely destroy any points they were trying to make. Most people end up in tears after Haley gets mad at them, so don’t be shocked if a person trying to pick a fight with you starts crying because your wife insulted their hairline or something.

She also would get jealous, but not in the way people usually write jealousy. She trusts you won’t do anything, but gets pouty and mad when people try to flirt or get touchy with you. Expect her to usually pull you away from that person, or express her frustration directly to that person for flirting with someone who’s taken.

But she’s obviously not mad at you! After a confrontation like that, she would check to make sure you’re okay too. She’d then shower you with her own love as you two walk home.

Also, she prefers to cuddle you. I have the firm belief she is a big spoon, but does end up wanting to be cuddled up with you at moments when she may be frustrated or pouting, or maybe when she’s in a super sentimental mood.

She enjoys taking care of you when you come home. She likes to cook you a nice dinner, or maybe turn on the bath for you if you want one.

But if you come back home from the mines in a bad state, or someone bring you home, she is a bit frustrated. She is a bit mad at you, but just because she was so worried.

“You better not come home like that again! Do you have any idea how worried I was?”

She understands you have to go back for your reasons, but she doesn’t want you to constantly come home like that.

But, like I said, she isn’t mad. Just very worried :((

At the end of the day, Haley really loves you, and is very firm but outwardly loving. You will never feel unloved with her, and she’ll make sure of that. <3

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