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I'd absolutely adore either a very subby!Elliott or a very Dom!Elliott nsfw scene between him and a fem!farmer, maybe who has tattoos 🥹☺️

I also completely understand and again looovveee your writing, just whenever you have time and feel inspired, thank you 😊

✧A/N: I LOVE YOU FOR THIS <333 I hope I live up to expectations! I made sure to add the tattoos for you, too ;) And thank you so much for the compliment and understanding!!! It means so much <3

✧Pairing: Elliott x Fem!Reader

✧WC: 1.1k

✧Warnings: sexy time ‘,:), masturbation, p in v, creampie, orgasm denial, light bondage, sub!Elliott.

☆Messy, Messy!☆

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

Elliott let out a long, drawn out groan as thick ropes of cum spurted from his tip, all over the floor and the polaroid of you he’d snagged from a photo book. In the photo, you were wearing a low-cut shirt, which revealed the top half of the bird tattoo between your breasts. He’d stared at the photo, imagining what the rest of the tattoo looked like without the top in the way. 

He huffed out a sigh at the mess he’d have to clean up, and quickly stood up, his ass sore from rubbing against the wood floor as he’d chased his release. His eyes widened as he heard the front door open, and he quickly grabbed the photo, pulled his pants up, then jammed it into the pocket before fumbling with the buttons, his expression flushed and frantic. 

“Elliott! I’m home, love,” you called out after dropping your muddy shoes by the door, heading toward the bedroom to see him.

Elliott stood as frozen as a deer in headlights, his hands pausing near his crotch and forgetting about the buttons. He willed himself not to look down at the mess on the floor next to him, but his eyes betrayed him as they stole the quickest glance down. That was all it took for your eyes to follow, and they widened when you saw the small puddle on the floor. 

“Someone was pent up, hm?” you asked with a smirk, turning to grab some paper towels. Elliott stood there, mortified and blushing down to his shoulders. He awkwardly finished buttoning his pants as you stooped down to swipe up the mess. You threw it out, then immediately shoved Elliott down onto the bed with a rather rough push. He gasped as he made contact with the bed, surprised at the force of the shove. He looked up at you, still beet red, then quickly averted his gaze.

“Look at me,” you said, already quite turned on yourself. 

When Elliott refused to comply, you roughly grabbed his chin and pulled his head up to look at yours. His eyes were wide, and his pupils were blown large, a thin ring of emerald circling the dark, lustful void.

“You’re gonna wanna listen tonight if you wanna get off,” you murmured, your eyes raking over his body, his hap-hazardly thrown on clothes after you’d nearly walked in on him pleasuring himself. The thought made you shiver, made you want to see how that mess on the floor came to be.

You removed your hand from his chin, and he frowned slightly at the loss of contact. His expression perked up, however, when you commanded: “Strip.”

He wordlessly did so, tugging off his button down shirt and the pants he’d buttoned incorrectly in his fervor to make himself decent. His efforts were for naught, however, as they ended up right back on the floor within a few moments. Finally, he tugged his boxers down his legs, allowed his yet again hard cock to spring out of them, precum already leaking out of the tip. He sat back down, waiting for his next order. The sight aroused you to an incredible amount, and you allowed your eyes to swoop over his well-toned body.

You tugged your shorts down your legs, your panties following quickly after. You kept your shirt on, however, and walked over to your dresser to grab your rope. Elliott had his eyes on you the whole time, finding you absolutely mesmerizing. Without your shorts in the way, he had a clear view of the large butterfly tattoo right below your ass, which he was looking at for the most part, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t glance up at the far more interesting sight. 

You returned to the side of the bed and told Elliott to put his hands up near the headboard of the bed. You made quick work of tying him to it, and once you were satisfied with your work, you hopped onto the bed and started to lick at his dick, slowly at first, but you quickly picked up the pace, wrapping your lips around his length and bobbing up and down. He groaned and whimpered at the pace, and he involuntarily bucked his hips into your throat. You removed your mouth with a pop and he whined at the loss of contact. 

“No moving,” you demanded, and he nodded, whimpering a small: “Yes ma’am.”

“Good boy,” you purred before starting your ruthless pace with your mouth again, eliciting a chorus of moans and whines from Elliott’s mouth. He began babbling his closeness, and you kept the pace for a moment longer before removing your mouth from his cock, denying him his pleasure. 

“P-please,” he whined, his hips jutting up into nothing, desperate for release. His cock throbbed in pleasure that bordered on pain as his orgasm was forced to fizzle away.

“You’ll come when I say so,” you said assertively, tugging off your shirt, your bra following. He moaned lowly at the sight of your fully exposed body, his dick twitching with anticipation. You then crawled over him, and started to slowly sink down onto his length. A low moan slipped past your lips as your walls fully closed around Elliott’s length, your breath coming in short gasps as you acclimated to the size of him. He squirmed slightly under you, a silent plea for you to start moving. You took another moment to breathe before lifting yourself up to his tip, then slamming back down. 

You rolled your hips into his as you continued to bounce up and down on his painfully hard length, repeating the pattern of stopping completely when he starts to babble about his closeness. After a long while of denying him his release, you decide to have mercy, as you were painfully close yourself. You continued to ride him through his babbling this time, and he released a string of loud moans and cries as his hips bucked up into yours as he buried his cum inside of you, causing you to reach your orgasm as well. Your walls clenched around him, helping to draw out his orgasm until yours was finished. Elliott shook with the aftershocks of his orgasm, tears pricking his eyes as he struggled to catch his breath. 

“You did amazing, my love,” you praised warmly, gently lifting yourself off of his length to untie his hands. “You did so good.” 

Elliott sighed contentedly at the praise, jerking only slightly as you cleaned the both of you up with a warm washcloth. After you’d both been cleaned, you pulled Elliott into your embrace and kissed his forehead, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear as he found the comfort of sleep, the dark lull pulling you in shortly after.

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Are your requests open lovely?

They are! I'm so sorry to everyone that I've been so busy and stopped writing, but if I get a request I'll gladly write it for you in my spare time! It might not get posted immediately, but I'll work on it as fast as possible! <33

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Can I get a Harvey with a side of smut 🫣

✧A/N: Absolutely! This isn’t as descriptive as I was hoping for, but I’ve been busy and dry on motivation. Hope you enjoy it anyway!

✧Pairing: Harvey x Fem!Reader

✧WC: 1.8k

✧Warnings: masturbation, p in v, creampie

☆Unexpected Examination☆

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

The winter breeze ruffled your hair and played with the hem of your jacket as you made your way down the dusty dirt path from your farm to the town. A chill ran up your spine and you tugged your jacket closer to your body–a chill from the frosty air or from the excitement in your chest, you couldn't tell. After a few minutes of walking and crushing a few leaves leftover from fall, you reached the clinic and opened the door, the knob turning smoothly in your hand with a small click. You greeted Maru at the front desk with a smile and a wave, making some small talk about a new invention of hers. 

After a moment, Harvey walked into the front room, presumably to discuss something with Maru. He opened his mouth to start speaking, but stopped when he spotted you. 

“Oh, Y/n! Perfect timing! You're due for a check up,” he said with a friendly simile, adjusting his glasses on his face. 

You tilted your head slightly, not having had any prior knowledge of said checkup. But who were you to question a doctor? You smiled and said goodbye to Maru, following Harvey into the room behind reception. 

“So, what exactly does this checkup entail?” you asked, fidgeting with the hem of your jacket and looking around the room before hopping onto the examination table. 

Perhaps noticing the nervous tone of your voice, Harvey put on his best comforting expression. “Oh, don't worry, it's just a few standard things, like checking your blood pressure and sight. Nothing crazy,” he promised with a smile. 

You nodded, feeling slightly at ease from his promising tone. You kicked your feet absently as you examined the room around you. Harvey stepped in front of you with his stethoscope in his ears. Your attention was drawn immediately to the small metal piece in his hand as he pressed it to your chest and instructed you to take a deep breath. You tried your best, but his proximity was making your heart rate skyrocket. 

You'd never admitted it out loud, but the doctor had been catching your eye for quite some time now. His kind smile and eyes as he worked and walked around town was a sense of consistency that you didn't know you needed in your life until you saw him. Since then, you'd been visiting Maru at the clinic as an excuse to see him. 

“Are you okay? Your pulse is a little high,” Harvey asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. Your eyes flicked to his, which had a soft but concerned expression in them. 

“Oh– Um, yeah. I'm just a little nervous,” you managed, looking away and trying to tame your breathing. Why were you getting so worked up? This wasn't supposed to happen. 

“Hey, look at me,” Harvey said, taking your hands. Surprised, you looked down at your hands, then back up at him. 

“I promise that I'm not gonna hurt you. This’ll be over in a jiff, okay?” he said with a smile. “Just take some breaths.”

You weren't sure what it was about him, but every single word he said went through your ears and straight down to your crotch. The blush that filled your cheeks and pinkened your ears was not unseen by Harvey, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise and confusion. 

“Sorry,” you murmured. “I, uh. Do you have a bathroom?” 

“Oh, uh, yes!” He said. “Out the door and to your left. I'll be waiting when you get back.”

You nodded, hopping off the table and hurriedly making your way into the bathroom. As soon as you made it, you locked the door and pulled your pants down to see the small stain that had already taken form in your underwear. Fuck. You were horny. You were horny and it was all Harvey’s fault. 

You could've just shoved some toilet paper in your panties and muscled it out, but you know it only would've gotten worse from there if you didn't do anything about it. So you did what any sensible person would do, sat on the floor, licked your fingers, then speared them into your pussy. You let out a small gasp, then smacked your free hand over your mouth. After listening for a moment and hearing nothing from the hall, you started to slowly pump your fingers in and out of you, your hand slightly muffling the small moans and gasps that leave your mouth. 

You kept a steady pace for the next few minutes, biting down on the sleeve of your jacket as you neared your climax. Suddenly, you heard a knock on the bathroom door. 

“Y-Yeah?” you managed, your brain telling your fingers to stop, but your hand not wanting to obey. 

“Everything okay in there?” Harvey asked from the other side of the door. 

“Um, yes!” you said, barely keeping a moan tucked in your throat. 

“Okay, well, can you come back to the examination room? I'm on a tight schedule,” Harvey said through the door. 

“Of c-course! I'll be there in a second!” you said. Harvey’s footsteps retreated and you breathed out a long sigh of relief, feeling the familiar heat pooling in your stomach. You were so wrapped up in your conversation with Harvey that you didn't even realize how close you were. The pleasure hit you all at once, coaxing a moan out of you that you managed to stifle a little too late. But you didn't care. You pumped your fingers inside of your entrance one final time before climaxing and groaning out Harvey’s name. 

You quickly cleaned up the mess you made with some toilet paper, surprise written on your face at the name you ended up moaning. After you threw the toilet paper away, you headed back into the examination room to find a disheveled-looking Harvey with a shocked look in his eyes. 

“Harvey?” you asked. He jolted at your voice, his body facing you. To your surprise, there was a tent in his pants. Your face turned beet red, and you looked up at his face. 

“Y/n?” Harvey asked in a small voice. “I'm gonna be honest with you.”

You tilted your head slightly, but didn't object, waiting for him to continue. 

“I heard you. In the bathroom?” Harvey said, and you just about died. 

“Oh,” was all you could think to say. 

“You said my name,” Harvey said, as if only just recognizing it himself. 

“Yeah,” you said, averting his gaze. 

“Do it again.”

You looked up at him, surprised. His face was a mix of emotions–embarrassment mixed with a hefty amount of arousal. 

“Harvey,” you said. 

He looked at you, his eyes glancing over your face as if trying to remember every single detail. “I want you to say it like you said it before,” he says. “When you were… pleasuring yourself.”

His words sent a chill down your spine and right down to your crotch, which was starting to throb again despite having just climaxed. “And how do you propose I do that?” you asked after a moment of silence from your end. 

And that was all it took. Harvey crossed the room in a few long strides and pinned you to the wall next to the door, locking the door and then locking his lips with yours. You gasped into the unexpected kiss, your arms grabbing his shoulders as his hands grabbed your hips, pulling you into him. Then, with a strength you didn't know Harvey possessed, he picked you up and hoisted you onto the examination table, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your pants and pausing as if to ask consent. You nodded against his mouth, and he dragged your pants down your legs, his mouth drifting downward as well and starting to kiss and bite at your neck. 

“Harvey,” you gasped, remembering that he wanted to hear his name. He groaned against your neck in response, tugging his pants down just far enough for his throbbing length to spring out of his boxers. You helped him pull your panties down far enough for him to insert himself, the pair of you too fervent with your actions to care about getting them all the way off.

He pulled away from your neck, leaving you whimpering at the lack of contact. But your whine stopped when you saw the dark, lustful gaze in his eyes looking deeply into yours, waiting for permission to enter you. It surprised you how gentlemanly he was, even when he wanted to do nothing more than fuck you till you broke. 

You matched his unwavering gaze and nodded once. He then gripped your thighs and entered you in one, swift thrust, your hips bucking into his as he did. The two of you groaned in unison, the sensation sending strong waves of pleasure rolling over your bodies. You both took a moment to breathe before Harvey started to pump in and out of you at a slow but powerful pace, each thrust making more desire and pleasure bubble inside of your core. 

He started to pick up the pace, and you gripped his shoulders tightly as you let out a string of moans and cries, gasping his name between your groans of pleasure. This only encouraged him to go faster, desperately fucking you and craving the sound of your bliss. The knowledge that his name was the one you moaned instead of anyone else's only fueled him further, and his cock drilled into your g-spot. 

“Fuck, Harvey! Right there, right there,” you babbled as he continued fucking you. He obeyed beautifully, thrusting into you deeply, your hips rolling against his as your walls clenched around him tightly. You felt the coil in your stomach tighten, and you knew that Harvey was close too because of how vocal he'd become, murmuring your name and moaning how close he was.  

With one more swift and rough thrust from Harvey, the coil snapped and you came hard on his cock. “Fuck, Harvey!” you moaned as your hips spasmed and your walls clenched tightly around his length. At the sound of his name, Harvey groaned and came inside of you, painting your walls white with his hot seed. 

After a moment, Harvey removed his hands from your thighs and put them on the examination table to help steady himself. Your chest rose and fell quickly as you came down from your high, locking eyes with Harvey. 

“So, uh. What are we gonna tell Maru?” you asked, knowing that she heard you because of how loud you were. “We'll just say…it was a thorough examination,” Harvey said with a smirk.

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✧A/N: I was feeling dry on motivation but I felt like I needed to post something, so I made some headcanons for Shane. Hope you guys enjoy! 

✧Warnings: mentions of sex and kinks

☆NSFW Headcanons for Shane☆

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

Shane's a switch. He'll top you if he has the energy for it, but he likes being a bottom better because he doesn't have to do as much work. 

He LOVES receiving blowjobs. Mostly because he doesn't have to do anything, but he also just loves the attention to his cock and seeing you whimpering and sucking him off. He also loves giving oral because he's a prodigy at eating all types of food. We all know he can deepthroat a banana to eat it in one bite and that he's a fucking professional with his tongue. 

Because he likes to stay at home and probably doesn't see you all that often on busy days, he misses you and gets real horny real easy. You know at least once a week he’ll want to have some form of sex. 

I don't think that Shane would be into many kinks, but he definitely has a clothing kink. He’d kill to see you in sexy lingerie that you put on just for him. If it's black it's even better.

If you do have kinks, he'd be totally fine to use them on your birthday as long as he approves of them. I think he'd be okay with bondage and things like that as long as it's not too extreme. Like maybe things like just tying his hands together but not tying him down to the bed. 

I think he’d also have a thing for overstimulating you. Like to the point of tears rolling down your face because he won’t stop fucking you/pleasuring you.

The safeword would probably be something uncomplicated like “walnut” or something. He’d stop immediately and even though he probably wouldn’t know what to say to make you feel better, his actions speak louder than his words, so he’d get up and grab you some water then cuddle you until you feel better.

Shane probably wouldn’t be the greatest at aftercare, but he’d try his best. He’s very snuggly after sex, so he’d want a ton of attention from you and would probably fall asleep right after you finish.

Shane masturbates all the time. If you're gone for a while and he's particularly horny, he'll masturbate to a picture of you or just the thought of you honestly. One time you walked in on him and he got crazy embarrassed, so now he either does it in the bathroom or with the door locked even if he knows you’ll be gone for a while.

Even though it’s embarrassing for him when you see him masturbate, he’d be absolutely begging you to fuck yourself in front of him. I think he’d also really like it if you talked dirty and teased him while doing it, like, “You sure wish this was you, huh?” when you’re riding a dildo and he’d go absolutely insane. Probably would come then and there in his pants if we’re being real.

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Is it just me or does anyone else have the most random ass names for their animals in Stardew Valley like.

I'm over here like, "Oh, yeah, these are my twin pigs, yip and yap. The white cow over there is named bucket and the brown cow is named Mooooo. The goat is named baaaq, not sure how that happened, but I love him anyway! All of my chickens have normal names, but my two ducks are quak and quak 2. Also, my void chickens are named evil and evil pt. 2."

Like wtf why did I name them that 😭

Love them tho 🫶 they make me some hard cash frfr

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Needy sam smut? Like afab farmer leaves for a while, and Sam is so lovesick when she comes back

✧A/N: Of course!! I’ve always seen Sam as more of a needy type but never had the thought to put it down on paper (or, computer, I guess). For more Sam content, definitely check out @deepestnightcolor! Their writing style is absolutely fabulous, and they’re one of my biggest tumblr inspirations! Also, I’m really sorry that it took me so long to answer this, I went on vacation for a little while and the parasites took away my motivation.

✧Pairing: Sam x Fem!Reader

✧WC: 1.5k

✧Warnings: hand job, pierced cock (yes, it’s pierced. bite me), face riding, afab!Receiving oral.

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

☆I Missed You☆

You’d been gone for two weeks, out to visit your parents. You’d entrusted the farm with Sam, who was eager to help you feed your animals and water your crops. Before you had to leave, you scribbled down a list of chores that you needed Sam to do when you were gone, and you’d been checking in periodically over text to see how he was doing. He always responded with a peppy answer, but his face did not mirror that peppiness. Sam was in a state of despair, to say the least. He didn’t think he’d ever missed anyone more than he missed you, even just in the span of two weeks. 

As you were out and about, hanging out with your parents on your last day, you heard a ping from your phone, and Sam’s name was illuminated on the screen. You smiled, happy to see a text from your husband. However, when you checked it, you were met with a full paragraph of how much he missed you. It was full of many “I love yous,” and “I miss yous” and “the farm isn’t the same without you here.” You smiled gently at the text, thinking it was cute that Sam missed you this much. On the other side of the screen, however, Sam was mentally suffering. He just couldn’t take his mind off of you, staring at the screen like it was all he had left of you. 

You’d texted back a brief message, telling him that you loved him and missed him too, and would be back later today. Sam whined at the message, deciding to distract himself by doing extra farm tasks. He worked away, trying to keep his thoughts of you away to little avail. He’d masturbated the other day to a picture of you, but that wasn’t enough anymore. He decided to hold off until you got home, occupying himself with strumming mindlessly at his guitar after working around the house. 

***

Three hours later, you stepped off of the bus you’d taken from your parents place and stepped back into Pelican town, breathing in the fresh air and smiling. You began your trek down the dirt path with some pep in your step. You were ecstatic that you’d get to see Sam again after your trip, and you knew he felt the same way based on his text from earlier. You headed up the porch steps, opening the door with your keys and stepping inside, dropping your bag and closing the door again. As soon as Sam heard the door open and close, he set down his guitar and sprinted to the entrance, beaming as soon as he saw you. You smiled and laughed as he tackled you in a hug, happy “missed yous” and “love yous” spilling from his lips mindlessly. 

“I missed you, too, babe,” you said through a laugh, grabbing his chin with your fingers and pulling him in for a kiss. You intended to make it a quick peck, you really did, but Sam had a different idea. As soon as your lips touched his, his hands started to trail up and down your back and into your hair, his lips working against yours fervently. You pulled back, a slightly surprised look in your eyes.

“S-sorry, sorry,” Sam stammered out, his head dropping onto your chest to hide the mixture of arousal and embarrassment on his face. “I just missed you so much.”

“It’s okay,” you said, beginning to realize why he was acting like this. You shifted a little to wrap your arms around him, and as you did, you felt a familiar bump against your leg. Sam groaned, his voice muffled by your chest. 

“Oh,” was all you could think to whisper. Sam looked up at you with a flushed, embarrassed face. You decided to make light of the situation, saying with a soft smile, “Need some help there, baby?”

“Please,” he whispered. You released him, grabbing his hand instead and leading the both of you to your shared bedroom. As soon as you got there, Sam started to undress without any command from you, his throbbing cock springing out of his boxers as he feverishly pulled them off, kicking both his boxers and his pants away. You blushed at his hurry, not realizing the extent of how much he needed you right now. You followed suit, taking off your clothes, save for your panties, and climbed into the bed with Sam.

“Now, baby,” you said, your tone low as you tilted Sam’s chin up to look at you. “What do you want me to do?”

“Anything. Anywhere,” Sam panted, his words rushed and dripping with need. “Just please touch me.”

Your eyes widened slightly at his feverish voice, but you didn't question it. After all, Sammy needed your help. You dipped your head down slightly and kissed Sam, your lips gentle against his. Sam wasn't in the mood for gentle, though. He needed it rough, and he needed it now. He grabbed your face in his hands and jammed his tongue into your mouth, moaning into the kiss with a desire you didn't know was possible. As the two of you made out, your hand drifted down to Sam’s cock, your fingers gently and teasingly trailing over his length and toying with the piercing on the tip. Sam released another shaky moan against your mouth, his hips bucking into your hand. 

You got the memo and wrapped your hand around his base and started to slowly pump up and down with one hand, the other holding you up as you continued to kiss Sam passionately. Sam let out a whimper, breaking away from the kiss and saying in a breathy voice, “Mmfuck. H-harder.” You complied, pumping your hand up and down his cock harder as you leaned in again to kiss the nape of his neck. 

Sam released numerous moans and cries, one hand threading into your hair and the other gripping your shoulder as you jerked him off. He reached his climax quickly, his hips bucking into your hand as he came with a final thrust of your hand and launching ropes of cum along his stomach. You helped him ride out his orgasm, murmuring words of praise against his neck as he came down from his high.

“Fuck. I needed that,” Sam says, looking at you with a loopy smile and a flushed face. 

“I could tell,” You said, kissing him on his forehead. “Are you done?”

“Well, I didn’t say that…” Sam said, his neediness coming back in waves. Now that you were here, he wasn’t going to let you go that easily. 

“Mm. Well, what else would you like to do? Today’s all about you, baby,” You said lovingly, bringing his hand to your lips and kissing it.

“Can you ride my face?” Sam blurts out.

You blush a little at the request, your eyes widening slightly. But who were you to say no to your Sammy? You smiled at him before saying, “Sure, babe. You know the signal?”

Sam’s eyes were already locked on your panties, nodding absently, though you weren’t sure he'd heard a word you said. Sam laid down, pointing at his face with a grin. You rolled your eyes playfully, dragging your panties down your legs before situating yourself over his face. Sam’s eyes glued to your pussy, his arms already gripping your thighs.

“Ready?” You asked, hovering nervously over his face. Sam nodded feverishly, the look of need returning to his eyes as he tugged you down to his face. You gasped as your folds made contact with his mouth, a shiver running up your spine. 

Sam wasted no time, his mouth already latched onto your clit and sucking on it mercilessly. You moaned loudly, your hips rolling against his face. You threaded your hand into his hair and pulled, causing him to moan against your clit. The vibrations added a whole new level of pleasure, and you released a string of moans and curses as your hips bucked into his face, desperate for more friction. Sam's grip on your thighs tightened as he speared his tongue into your entrance, the familiar heat pooling in your stomach. 

“F-fuck, gonna come,” You stammered out as Sam returned his attention to your clit, sucking on it harder than before. With a final, loud moan, you came on his face, panting heavily. Sam hummed and licked every last drop from your dripping sex, tapping your thigh twice when he was done. You lifted yourself off of his face and collapsed on the bed next to him, smiling lazily at him. He returned your smile, his mouth coated in your fluids. 

After taking a minute to catch your breath, your eyes drifted away from his face and down to his cock, which was rock hard again. You looked back at Sam with a mischievous smirk, and he mirrored your expression. Neither of you had confirmed it, but you had a feeling that it would be a long night. 

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sorry in advance if this makes you uncomfortable writing this or anything but.. stardew bachelors headcanons/reaction w farmer that committed ??

I’m really sorry, but I’m not very comfortable writing about this topic. It's a very interesting question, but I wouldn't know how to address it at all. I’m still posting the ask, though, in case anyone else has any ideas! I hope you find what you’re looking for!

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Hii! Could you do some Elliott Headcanons? If not, don't be to shy w the Alex smut🤭

✧A/N: Yes of course!! Elliot is definitely my second favorite bachelor, so this is absolutely perfect!! And don’t you worry, Alex smut will be coming in the future 😏. Also, I wasn’t sure if you wanted NSFW or SFW, so I just did them both! Hope you don’t mind :)

✧Warnings: eventual mentions of sex and kinks

☆SFW & NSFW Headcanons for Elliot☆

✧ SFW:

Elliot definitely reads a lot of books (like, a LOT). I feel like this is a given, seeing that he writes them and has a library when he moves in with the farmer. Let me tell you, though, if the farmer is also a reader, he will be ecstatic. And I mean, like, through the roof. He’d want to talk about them all the time and he’d likely recommend lots of books for you to read based on both your preference and his.

I think he’d also love to read books out loud to you, whether or not he wrote them or not. His voice is angelic though, so it’s not like the farmer is complaining.

Speaking of books, he’d definitely ask you for your opinion on plot lines or scenes for his stories, regardless of whether you’re a bookworm or not. Mostly I feel like he’d just seek validation that his writings are as good as the ones that he’s read, or just good in general. 

I feel like sometimes, and I mean VERY rarely, Elliot will spiral into a place of despair when it comes to his writing. When that happens, he can go into writer’s block and will push you away to think of ideas. If this happens, depending on the severity, I think you may be able to pull him out of it with reassuring words and cuddles. If he’s in too deep, however, it’s best to give him space until he makes it to a better place, where he either figures something out, or decides it isn’t worth the trouble. He’d definitely apologize to you after the fact and make it up to them with lots of TLC.

Elliot doesn’t use the words “pretty” or “handsome”. No, he uses words like “gorgeous” “stunning” “glorious” and “ravishing”. I’m sorry, but this man is way too sophisticated to use simple words. Make that shit fancy and pair it with a silky voice and you get Elliot.

Elliot’s a wine kinda guy. He’d definitely have those nights where he feels compelled to make a charcuterie board with all those cheeses and grapes and have some red wine with you.

Now, I know you’re all thinking it, and I'm thinking it too: Elliot with a ponytail. I bet you he loves his hair, but it does get annoying sometimes when it falls in his face when he’s trying to write or help out around the farm, so he definitely keeps a hair tie on his wrist in case he needs it. He’ll always offer it to you, too, if he thinks you need it.

He’s an early riser, too. He’ll be up before you and he’ll be sitting and reading a book with a cup of coffee and he’ll greet you like, “Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?”

And like the gentleman he is, he probably does a lot of extra and unnecessary, but thoughtful, things for you. Like, if you’ve had a long day, he’d sit you down and take your shoes off for you, even though you insist that you can do that yourself. Then he’d take off your jacket if you were wearing one, and make you a nice cup of tea so that you can wind down with him.

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

✧ NSFW:

I firmly believe that Elliot’s a switch. He’s always willing to take initiative, but we all know that Elliot is a pretty princess at heart and sometimes just wants all the attention.

God help me this man knows how to talk dirty. He’s read enough books that he knows exactly what to say to you in every circumstance, and exactly how to turn you on or get you in the mood. And then the next day he’ll act all innocent like he wasn’t just whispering how much he was gonna ruin you last night. He’s the type of guy to say, “I don’t want you to be pleasured. I want you to be trembling.” (Jesus FUCK I’m down bad for him.)

I feel like Elliot would set up a safe word with you, but he’d want it to be something symbolic or fancy or something. Like instead of “baseball” it would be “nightingale” and you'd have to spit that word out when you want him to stop. Speaking of, as soon as you do say the safe word, he’ll stop everything and just gently hold you, whispering that he’s sorry and that he hopes you can forgive him, even though you really aren’t that mad at him at all, just a little shaken.

As far as kinks go, I think Elliot is open to almost all kinks with a few restrictions on things that he just isn’t into. I feel like he’d especially be into bondage and blindfolding. It’s more of a spiritual thing for him, as it opens you up fully to him, like you can’t hide anything from him anymore and you completely trust him with your body. If you aren’t into that, then he’ll be a little disappointed, but would get over it quickly as long as you promise to let it happen on his birthday. 

Elliot absolutely loves to be tied up, though, for the same symbolic reasons. He trusts you with his whole being, and knows that you only want to make him feel good.

He's a sucker for neck kisses, so give him a hickey or two. He wears that collared shirt for a reason, right?

He hates the idea of a gag. He loves to hear you crying out in pleasure. It fuels him and makes him feel happy that he could pleasure you so much. If you want it, though, he'd never deny his lover what they want, even if it means he can't hear you as well.

Elliot naturally isn’t rough when it comes to sex, but he most definitely can be. This man will be on his knees to do exactly what you want him to. He prefers it that way, actually. So long as you give him the guidelines of what you want him to do, he can take it from there. If you don’t, though, he’d probably be asking a lot of: “Is this okay?” Because like the gentleman he is, he would never want to overstep your boundaries, even though he probably knows everything that one can about sex.

He’d definitely use writing as an excuse to see you naked. It would be something about him needing to know the anatomy of a person, regardless of your gender identification or sex. It would be funny if you were a man, too, because then he’d get all flustered when you’d ask why, as he’s a man himself. He’d make up something like how your body is shaped differently than his, and he needs a reference that isn’t himself.

Same thing about writing goes for sex. He might ask you to touch yourself or even him for a scene, and he’d take notes as he’d try to hold himself back from touching you. He’d jot down every little sound you make and every single word you say to “make the scene more real,” though it may or may not be for him to read and masturbate to later.

You later figure this out and tell him that he doesn't need an excuse to have sex with you, but he gets embarrassed and insists that it truly is for his writing, though he will be a little more open-minded about it in the future.

✧ That’s all, thank you for reading!! I also need to make a longer list for Alex. I feel like I didn't do my baby justice, seeing as I wrote much more for Elliot.

[strayy-starss]

✧A/N: I wanted to write some personal headcanons for Alex because I can’t get enough of him like it’s unhealthy at this point. Anyway, remember that these are my own personal headcanons, and no one else has to agree with them! I’m totally open to suggestions as well :).

✧Warnings: mentions of sex and kinks

✧NSFW BELOW THE CUT✧ ⬇

☆NSFW Headcanons for Alex☆

🏈 Okay so have you met this man when you get married?? He’s literally the sweetest guy ever omg. I feel like when he meets the farmer, he becomes a little bit more mature, especially when it comes to sex. I feel like he’d definitely establish ground rules and a safeword with the farmer. 🏈 For the actual fucking, I think he has two modes: he’s literally fucking you so tenderly and sweetly like you’re literally making love, or he’s absolutely railing you like there’s no tomorrow. There’s no in between, I fear. 🏈 When he’s in tender mode I think he would ask for your permission to do literally anything, but then when it comes to him he’s like, “Oh, no, you don’t have to ask me. Just do whatever you want.” Which like that’s really sweet but I’m sure the farmer eventually sits him down and talks about the necessity of consent even for the little things. Don’t worry folks, he’s a quick learner 👍. 🏈 Speaking of, as soon as you say the safeword or tell him to stop, he immediately stops what he’s doing and checks to see if you’re okay. Then he’d probably make eggs or pancakes or something for you because he feels bad and those are like the only things he knows how to cook for whatever reason. Definitely be prepared for lots of cuddles afterward, but if you’re too shaken or don’t want him to, he’ll leave you be and just feel bad while going outside and lifting weights to distract himself. 🏈 However this probably happens very minimally, as he was evidently super popular in high school, and I’m sure he had more than a couple of hookups. He does have a golden star on his jacket, after all. 🏈 If I’m looking based on his character, he probably wouldn’t be that into kinky stuff. Like maybe every once in a while things like bondage or possessive/jealousy stuff when he’s in the mood for it would be okay. He’d probably be open to trying some things that are pretty lowkey on the kink factor, especially if his partner seems into it. Even if he didn’t like it, he’d suffer through it until you were done and then tell you that he’d rather not do it in the future except for maybe something like your birthday.

[strayy-starss]

✧A/N: Hey guys! This is my first writing post, and it's mainly just to help you guys get the feel of my writing style and the things that I'll write about. Thank you to everyone who sticks around to the end!

✧Pairing: Alex x GN!Farmer

✧WC: 1.1k

✧Warnings: None, just fluff!

☆Sun-Kissed☆

The warm summer breeze ruffled your hair as you made your way to Pierre’s shop to buy some melon seeds. As you kicked up the dirt behind you, you looked around optimistically at the blooming trees and summer flowers, and you couldn’t help but smile as you made your way to the shop, turning your face to the sky and thanking the sun for its warmth. The sun had done you justice all throughout spring, leaving you nice and tan from all your work outside every day. Additionally, the sun had helped freckles that you didn’t even know you had emerge atop the bridge of your nose. Sun-kissed, as your mom would say.

Because you hadn’t seen anyone as of late, no one commented on your tan or constant hustle, but someone did notice. Someone that stood outside his house every day, tossing a gridball into the air outside of his house as an excuse to see you make your daily rounds. Little did you know that he noticed the subtle muscles in your arms as you lugged fish around after disappearing into the entrance of the beach for hours, and he noticed the tan lines that your shirt made on your arms every time your sleeves got hiked up your arms. He noticed everything, yet he never said a word to you.

As your feet hit the stone path in town, you took a minute to breathe in the nice, fresh air of Pelican town, excited for the summer and all the things you’d be able to do this season. The thoughts of growing new crops and buying new livestock from Marnie had you smiling through your entire exchange with Pierre.

“You seem happy today,” he noticed, chuckling as you exchanged some gold for melon seeds with a smile on your face. 

“I am! It’s finally summer,” you grinned.

“I, for one, don’t like the hot weather, but it’s a good season for crops, yeah? Don’t be afraid to drop by and sell me some!”

“You got it!” you said, giving him a small salute as you left the store. You caught sight of the river on your way out, glistening in the sunshine. Your mind immediately started to run through the fish that were available during the summer, and you began to murmur to yourself incoherently, the occasional name of a summer fish slipping through your lips as your brow furrowed in concentration. You could’ve sworn there was a fish during the summer that you hadn’t caught before, but you just couldn’t put a finger on it. You started to walk back toward your farm, but before you could, a hand on your shoulder caused you to jump and turn around, surprised. 

“Oh! Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” the man said, his hand slipping from your shoulder and returning to the gridball in his other hand. He held onto it tightly, as if he was afraid that it would vanish if he dropped it. The gridball sparked something in your brain, and you suddenly remembered that his name was Alex.

“No problem,” you said politely, though you wanted to get back to your farm in order to plant the crops as soon as you could. 

“I heard you talking about some fish, so I decided to let you know that salmon are out and about this time of year,” he said. He then flushed a little, as if he’d only just realized what he’d said, and put a hand behind his neck, scratching at it a little as he looked anywhere but at your face.

“Salmon!” you exclaimed, your memory of the fish returning. “That’s what it was! Oh, man, you’re a lifesaver. Thank you, Alex!” 

“Uh, no problem,” Alex said, a slight smile forming on his mouth as he realized you didn’t think he was weird. “So, anyway, I know this is sort of out of the blue, but would you want to play gridball sometime? Just tossing it to each other, I mean.”

You considered this for a moment, your mind drifting back to the work at hand. You’d never really talked to Alex, only once or twice when you’d first met and you helped out his grandparents with little quests they’d send you on. Then again, it would be nice to have a friend your age, plus, you’d been working hard all of spring. You deserved a break! 

“Sure, is now okay? I need a break from work,” you said with a warm smile. He nodded, smiling back at you. “Just let me run this back to my farm. I’ll be right back!” You took off at a jog towards your farm, a smile subconsciously forming on your face. After you dropped off the seeds in your house, you hustled back to town, where Alex was waiting just as you’d left him. 

“Ready,” you said.

“Alright, wanna go down to the beach?” Alex asked, his confidence returning.

“Sounds like a plan.”

You walked in a comfortable silence next to Alex, happy that you’d been invited to something other than a community event. Alex, on the other hand, was sweating bullets worrying about his appearance, his demeanor, hell, he even worried if you would like his gridball! As soon as you arrived at the beach, you turned to him and grinned sheepishly, saying, “Sorry if I’m not the best at this; gridball isn’t my strong suit.”

“No worries,” Alex reassured you, beginning to step away before stopping and looking at you closely. You paused, your smile turning into a look of confusion. Noticing your expression, Alex flushed a little, then said, “Sorry, I just noticed you have freckles.”

This caused you to flush in turn, as no one had taken the time to see you and point out the changes in your face; even the slightest ones. You grinned at him again, happy that someone had been paying attention to the little things.

“Yeah! The sun has been doing my skin some justice. Thanks for noticing,” you said, then began to step back to put some distance between the two of you in order to start tossing the gridball.

“Sure thing,” Alex said, flushing further at your expression. He turned around as well, his hands subconsciously clutching the gridball tighter to maintain his composure. After you two had assumed your positions, Alex took a deep breath and tossed the ball to you. You caught the ball and did a little celebration jump before throwing it back to him. He grinned at your little victory jump as he caught the ball, then threw it back as you found a rhythm. As the two of you laughed and talked, you couldn’t help but think that maybe this summer would be even better than you expected.

[strayy-starss]

☆Introduction Post☆ 👋

Hello all! You can call me Starry :). This is a general post just for my blog where I’ll go over what I’ll write about. I probably won’t post often, but I’ll try to squeeze in at least one or two fics/drabbles a month! I’m also very open to requests and I won’t charge any money because we love to write about the things we love 👏. Feel free to reach me through DMs or comments (I'll check comments every once in a while!).

I will happily write for:

Stardew Valley. If I’m being so for real it’ll probably be a lot of Alex because he’s my dumb jock and I love him so much 🥰, however, I’m open to writing for everyone! This will definitely be the game I write for the most out of everything, and I will write both fluff and smut for this.

Five Night's at Freddy's: Security Breach. I'm sorry to all of the og FNAF fans, but I exclusively write for SB! I will write both fluff and smut for this.

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss. Yes, I watch and love the shows. Bite me. I will write both fluff and smut for this.

Other fandoms that I’m a part of, but probably won’t write for!

Percy Jackson

Harry Potter

Spiderman Into/Across the Spider Verse (still waiting on Beyond the Spider Verse 😩)

Dead Boy Detectives

Dumb Dumbs and Dragons

Star vs. the Forces of Evil

The Owl House

Gravity Falls

Undertale/Deltarune

Life is Strange

Now, time for everyone’s favorite part: rules

I absolutely REFUSE to write smut for characters that are minors. Of course, with Undertale for example, I’m completely okay with writing fluff with Frisk, but absolutely no smut. That’s gross guys.

Consent 👏 is 👏 everything. Characters have to either be able to vocalize consent or like write it down at the very least because we don’t like rape you guys.

I know that kinks can sometimes be embarrassing to admit, but don’t be shy to ask for anything kinky! I’m very open to most kinks, however I will not write for anything dealing with: piss/using the bathroom, birth, STIs or STDs, major age gap roleplay, vore, or extreme gore. CNC is also up there, however that’s a little more lenient as long as there’s consent and it’s not extreme.

I get that everyone has different outlooks, however, anyone that’s transphobic, homophobic, racist, sexist, or anything of the sort can skedaddle on out of here. This is an open area, and I don’t want any arguments harshing my groove!

Minors, please, PLEASE be responsible and try not to read smut. All my smut will have warnings on it, but I'm not responsible for you, so please do the right thing.

My posting will likely be very infrequent, so don’t come at me!! I have a life outside of writing, and even though I love what I do, I can’t crank out fics every week, so please be patient with me!   

☆Masterlist☆

Pink = Smut, Red = Fluff, Yellow = Headcanons

☾Stardew Valley☽

✧ Sun-Kissed (Alex x Reader)

✧ NSFW Headcanons for Alex

✧ SFW & NSFW Headcanons for Elliot

✧ NSFW Headcanons for Shane

✧ I Missed You (Sam x Fem!Reader)