#Marni Calf

[hxllishchild]

Marni Calf Leather Split Jacket.

[freshthoughts2020]

[catladyoftheyr]

Too Sweet Ch. 4

Ch: (1) (2) (3) (5)

Harvey x Gn reader

Summary: you stumble upon Harvey leaving Caroline’s dance aerobics class and startle him. He accidentally drops his dumbbells on your foot and has to patch you up <3

Word count: 1.6

A/n: vhs because in my heart stardew is set in the 90s. Also he can lift you because his dance aerobics class is WORKING OKAY lmaooo I just thought it was cute 🥰

You woke up groggy, regretting the decision to pack light when you moved to the Valley. You missed your coffee maker. You desperately wanted to roll over, to pull the sheets back over your head and sleep for just 5 more minutes. But you knew yourself well enough that 5 minutes would turn into 20. You had animals to feed and crops to tend to. You dragged yourself out of bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes before sliding your feet into your work shoes. Getting dressed could wait, you decided.

The summer air was muggy and you knew that sooner rather than later your clothes would start to stick and your hair would start to frizz. You let the animals out to graze and deftly avoided stepping on any chickens while you made your way over to the new barn you'd commissioned from Robin. A small calf poked her head out of the barn door and mooed. “Good morning to you too, Daisy.” You gave her a gentle pet on the head and she nuzzled back affectionately.

The barn and the calf had drained the last of your money. You’d have to sell directly to Pierre today if you wanted cash to buy any more seeds. You dressed for the day and headed back outside to assess what you could sell. You’d managed to craft some rudimentary sprinklers after finding a book full of blueprints your grandfather had left behind. It saved watering time, but you still had to harvest everything manually. You arranged a large basket full of everything you could part with before heading into town.

The bell on the door rang as you walked into the general store. Pierre greeted you as you set the large basket on the counter. “You’re selling today?”

“I need more seeds and tomorrow’s Wednesday.” It wasn’t technically a lie. You just omitted the fact that you were flat broke as well.

“Well I’m happy to help out. It’ll be great to have some fresh from the farm produce to offer.” Pierre took his time examining the goods you’d brought, carefully placing each item on the counter and punching numbers into his calculator. You made idle chit chat as the women from Caroline’s dance aerobics class began to file out into the store. You told Marnie that the calf was settling in just fine, thanked Robin again for her hard work on your barn. Emily told you what she was getting Gus for his birthday and overheard Jodi ask Caroline what she should make for dinner. You heard Pierre announce your total and you exchanged most of your meager earnings for seeds, pocketing the rest. You were turning to leave when you saw one more person enter the store from the house. Was that…. Harvey?

You rubbed your eyes thinking you might have made a mistake, but this town was small and that was definitely the local doctor standing there. He held a pair of small dumbbells, and you noticed sweatbands on his wrists and forehead. He wore a pair of small shorts and a t-shirt boasting what you assumed was his alma mater. You walked over to say hello and tapped him playfully on the shoulder. Harvey spun around, seemingly frightened by the unexpected touch. He dropped the dumbbells in surprise and you felt them land directly on your foot. You swore and jumped back, hopping on your good foot.

“I’m so sorry!” You both shouted in unison, apologizing to the other for different things. “I didn’t mean to startle you-“

“Your foot!”

“I think it’s okay really. I should head home.”

“You should let me examine it. The clinic is next door.” Harvey’s face displayed genuine concern, and you were secretly worried that your foot was broken. You relented, hoping the injury wasn’t going to impact your farm work. You turned around to head outside and winced as soon as you put pressure on the bad foot. You inhaled sharply and tried to find a way to walk. Harvey took notice of your efforts and wrapped one arm around your waist while draping one of yours across his shoulders. “Let me help you.”

You’d never been this close. You felt your face flush and hoped he wouldn’t notice. The act of chivalry seemed to come so naturally to him. You made your way to the clinic slowly, relishing the feeling of his arm on your waist. Harvey helped you through the doors of the clinic, allowing you to sit down on a bench in his waiting room. “Thank you” you whispered as you adjusted your positioning.

“It’s the least I could do. I can’t apologize enough for what happened. Now let’s take a look.” Harvey was especially gentle as he knelt in front of you; He unlaced your shoes, sliding off the sock of the injured foot. He pursed his lips as he examined you.

“I’m sorry I startled you. I just wasn’t expecting to see you today; at least not in Caroline’s group.”

“You need to stop apologizing.” Harvey fell silent for a moment, contemplating his next words. “I joined as a way to try and stay active. I’m not as young as I once was; it’s getting harder to stay In shape.” His face had a hint of flush to it as he spoke. You wouldn’t dream of saying it, but you found it incredibly endearing. You also couldn’t help but let your eyes wander. Harvey typically wore slacks and blazers. You trailed your vision down the lines of his arms and imagined running your fingers over the veins. His legs had a considerable amount of hair and you traced it as it disappeared under the hem of his shorts. His physique reminded you of someone’s dad, you could picture him wearing socks and sandals and denim shorts while he stood behind a grill.

“I think it’s nice that you’re making the decision to do what’s healthy. And all the women in that group are really nice. Caroline gives me some tea leaves from the bushes in her sunroom. You picked good friends.”

“Thank you. Can you promise me you won’t tell anyone else, though? Word spreads fast in small towns. I’m not ready for everyone to know about this.” His face flushed deeper, a clear shade of red now.

“I promise.” You extended your arm toward him and stuck out the pinky on your hand. “I pinky swear it.” Harvey chuckled and smiled at you before hooking his own pinky in yours and shaking hands.

Turning his focus back to your door he frowned as he felt around it gently. Even the soft touches hurt and you hissed quietly when he hit an especially sore spot. He prompted you through rotations and flexes before rising to his feet. “The good news is it’s not broken. But it’s bruised pretty badly. The swelling should go down significantly in a couple hours and you should be able to work on it tomorrow. But you need to stay off it for the rest of the day if you want it to heal. I’ll wrap it for you in a second, but you should probably ice and elevate it as well.”

The doctor disappeared behind the doors and you heard the sounds of drawers and cupboards opening and closing. You sighed and shook your head while you tried to stop the montage of scenes from today from replaying in your mind. Images of Harvey in athletic shorts, his smile as he linked pinkies, how his hands felt on you, and the look on his face when he saw you in Pierre’s swirled around your brain. Your daydreams were interrupted when Harvey emerged holding materials to wrap your foot. He worked deftly, the years of experience showing as he wrapped the fabric around you in record time. He let out a small sigh as he finished.

“You’re all set. However as your doctor I am strongly recommending that you don’t try to walk home on that foot yet. You could delay your recovery and risk further damage. Now as your friend, I’m proposing that you can come upstairs and watch a movie to stay off your feet.”

“I don’t think I can climb the stairs…”

“Leave it to me” Harvey leaned forward and swept you into his arms in one smooth motion, holding you bridal style. You gasped as your legs dangled in the air and giggled as he began to ascend the stairs carrying you. You leaned in closer, seizing the opportunity to press yourself against his chest. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he finagled the door to his apartment open. You breathed in deeply through your nose, trying to hold onto his scent before he set you down on his couch. He pulled his coffee table closer to the couch to allow you to rest and elevate your foot.

The doctor strode to a shelf near the tv that held an extensive collection of VHS tapes. He hummed as he browsed through the titles before selecting one. He popped the tape into the VCR. He settled onto the couch next to you, close enough that you could feel the fabric of his t-shirt against your arm. The movie was in black and white, definitely a classic. “I put in The Zuzu City Express. It’s one of my favorites” Harvey explained almost sheepishly. You hadn’t picked him as a film buff.

You tried to focus on the film, but the truth is you were exhausted from the stressful day. Harvey’s arm was draped across the back of the couch. You let your head fall onto his shoulder. He made no effort to move you, no indication that the action was unwanted. You relaxed and a yawn escaped. Your eyelids grew heavier as you tried harder to pay attention to the movie. Harvey’s arm moved to rest across the back of your neck, his hand falling on your shoulder as you drifted off.

[wrightingdungeon]

Mushy Gift

Shane x Reader oneshot based off this post https://www.tumblr.com/pls-just-let-me-marry-yeung/725523084862472192/upcoming-wip-found?source=share

Warning: Shane fights, Golem death, swearing

This was yours and Shane's first Winter Feast as a married couple, and he had gotten you as his Secret Gift-Receiver. It made his eyes roll at the coincidence. He wasn't sure what to get you; you honestly got everything you and everyone else needed by yourself. He hadn't been able to get much money by selling his hen eggs as he hoped, so he wasn't able to afford anything expensive either, not that he thought you'd want anything fancy.

Sitting on the couch, chin in his palm, he sat up hearing you walk in. “Holy FUCK!” He looked back at you, almost breaking his neck, worried, but he had to slap his hand over his mouth to hold in laughter. You were covered in red and green slime head to toe, specks of soot sprites in the slime, a bug leg still twitching on your shoulder. “What happened to you, hon?” He asked, biting his lip. He saw you were ok, just really messy. “This.” He watched as you held out a small purple mushroom.

“You got jumped, by a mushroom?” He asked, not able to hold his laughter anymore. “Not the mushroom, ya ding dong.” He watched as you put the purple mushroom on the counter and left the room to go clean up. He turned back to the mushroom, confused about how one mushroom would cause so much trouble.

Shane had paid Marlon with two baskets of eggs for him to help clear the mines for him, and a promise he'd mention how cool he was to Marnie. Shane didn't think he would be able to fight all the monsters you had mentioned filled the mines, and would rather not end up at Harvey's and give away what he wanted to gift you.

Walking and searching a few levels of the mine, he groaned out into the empty cave. “Where are they!” He huffed, kicking a pebble. He had been searching for a few hours now and he had nothing. The pebble audibly skipped and slid across the cave floor into the shadows, stopping. The haunting sound of the stone eyelids grinding open sent a shiver down his spine, two glowing green eyes looked Shane's way. “Fuck…” He thought Marlon cleared the mines, but he must have missed one.

The stone golem lumbered slowly toward Shane. Each step was heavy and deliberate. The sound of its movement was a low, resonant rumble as if the earth itself was groaning in response, with every step of small flakes falling off its body to the ground. Stepping back, Shane sucked on his teeth; he should have known he was going to run out of luck. The golem started to pick up speed, surprisingly. It almost looked like a charging bull with its arms out. Wait, it looked like a bull.

Shane's body seemed to move on its own, remembering when one of Marnie’s cows was pissed off at him for trying to tag her calf. Shane stood his ground, his face falling flat as the Stone Golem charged, its powerful body hurtling toward him with unstoppable momentum. With a calm, practiced ease, he sidestepped at the last possible moment, his hands moving to grip the Golem’s arms. Utilizing the creature's own force, he deftly redirected its momentum, pulling the arms and twisting his body in a fluid motion. The Golem, unable to stop its forward rush, found itself veering off to the side, its massive bulk swinging around as Shane guided it past him. The entire maneuver was executed with precision and strength, very glad his body had some strength back from his days in Gridball from playing tackle.

Looking back, he watched the Golem crash into the wall with a resounding thud, stone, and dust scattering from the impact and the ceiling. For a brief moment, Shane allowed himself a small, triumphant smile, but it quickly vanished as the Golem began to stir. Slowly, it pushed itself up, pieces of rock and debris falling from its form. The creature was weakened, evident in the slower, more labored movements as it rose to its feet, but its glowing eyes still burned with determination.

Shane's muscles tensed as he prepared for the next assault. His mind raced, calculating his next move. The Golem was resilient, but Shane knew it had to have a weakness. He glanced around the room, searching for anything that might give him an advantage. The scattered debris from the Golem’s impact caught his eye, a particularly large chunk, an idea began to form.

As the Golem lumbered toward him once more, Shane darted to the side, evading its attempt to grab him. Now his muscle memory from Gridball came into play, channeling his inner athlete, Shane braced himself, lowering his center of gravity. With a burst of speed, he charged forward, throwing his shoulder into the Golem's midsection. The impact was jarring, Shane's momentum and technique were rusty but adequate. He felt the reverberation of the collision through his entire body, but he also felt the Golem stagger.

The creature stumbled back, caught off guard by the unexpected assault. Shane didn't relent. He followed through with the tackle, driving the Golem further off balance. Stone fragments crumbled away from its weakened frame, and for the first time, Shane saw an opportunity to exploit. Drawing on his old training, he wrapped his arms around the Golem's legs, leveraging his entire body weight. With a powerful surge, he drove forward, lifting and twisting with every ounce of strength he had. The Golem, already weakened and off balance, toppled backward. Shane maintained his grip, using gravity to his advantage, and brought the creature crashing to the ground. The impact sent shockwaves through the room, more fragments of stone scattering in every direction.

Pinned beneath Shane’s weight, the Golem struggled to rise. Shane, muscles straining, kept it grounded, knowing he had a limited window to act. He glanced around, spotting the large, jagged piece of rock, remnants of the Golem’s own body. With one arm still pinning the Golem, he reached out, fingers brushing the rock. "Let’s see how you handle this," he growled, seizing the stone and raising it high. With a determined shout, Shane brought the jagged rock down with all his might, aiming for the Golem's glowing eyes, hoping to extinguish its relentless determination once and for all.

The rock connected with a satisfying crunch, sending a shower of sparks as it collided with the Golem's stony visage. Shane felt a surge of triumph as he saw the cracks spiderwebbing out from the impact point, evidence of the damage he had inflicted. Shane brought the stone down once more, watching the Golem's face shatter, the two green eyes fading into the wind. Shane wiped the sweat from his brow, his chest heaving with exertion and relief. The once imposing figure of the Golem now lay in ruins. “Take that, Bitch.” He groaned as he got up, his body protesting the strain of the fight, reminding him that he wasn't as spry as he used to be.

As he brushed the dirt from his clothes, he couldn't help but notice a faint, pulsating purple glow emanating from within the shattered remains of the Golem's form. “What the fuck…” His mouth fell open as he reached in and pulled out a familiar purple mushroom. “We do have living apples…” he huffed under his breath, everyday reality shattered for him.

At the Feast of the Winter Star, Shane smiled as he looked down at the box in his hands, understanding now how such a little mushroom could cause so much trouble. “Shane?” His attention shifted as he heard your voice call him. “You are my Gift-Giver?” He smiled as he saw you approach him. “Yeah, got lucky this year,” he said, chuckling from his belly.

Handing over the small box, he smiled giddily as he watched you unwrap it. “SIR!” He watched as your eyes opened wide in shock, looking back and forth between him and the mushroom. “Shane, you know how many monsters I had to fight to get one!” He could see the worry on your face. “It was nothing, hun, I promise,” he said, pulling you close and kissing your head. “No, really, Shane, you could have gotten me a rock. This is amazing, baby.” The smile on his face grew even more, happy to see you happy.

[bungiri]

Does Wren have any farm animals or just monster plants?

she does ! she starts out with a few regular farm animals that u would expect to see, nothing out of the ordinary, but stranger animals are drawn to her farm as it gets bigger

she’ll have in game animals like the void chickens, blue chickens she gets when she befriends shane, dinos, eventually ostriches just for fun

but i have a lot of ideas for weird animals that aren’t in the game too lol like a family of void ducks, a two headed calf born from one of her normal cows, rabbits that change color each season

i drew her void ducks bc they’re cute !! :P

she also has 2 dogs and a cat ,, i guess they technically count as farm animals bc they Do help around the farm

the first dog she gets is named rocky ,, he’s a chunky lil chocolate lab with a blue scarf ,, he’s the dog that marnie sees roaming around her farm

soon after, she starts to see a little white ghost dog roaming around, messing with her monster plants, and trying to play with rocky. she discovers there’s a hidden graveyard on her farm and the dog’s headstone tells her its name is boo

and her cat is a stray who was always roaming around the abandoned farm before she moved in so it still kinda considers that its home. rumor in town is that the cat is on its 10th life

sry for the long reply i have so many ideas for her 👉🏼👈🏼

[leanstooneside]

& NEVER THE TWAINS SHALL MEET

1. David Letterman's round waist

2. DJ Pauly D's balanced calf

3. Bill Rancic's fleshy buttocks

4. Marni Senofonte's chocolaty mouth

5. Hugh Grant's alcoholic mouth

6. Steve Carell's herbaceous wrist

7. Cheryl Burke's heavy eyelash

8. Sophie Monk's smooth foot

9. Lana Del Rey's hard ankle

10. Keanu Reeves's fresh nostril

11. Christie Brinkley's bright belly

[poshfind]

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[blushingbloom]

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[designerbagauctions-blog]

Marni - Double Flap Messenger bag

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Material: Calf

Condition: As new, unused

Height: 24 cm

Width: 32 cm

Depth: 1 cm

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[shoeshineyboy]

I think your talents are wasted on pharmacy. You should be focusing on writing lesbian erotica about feet

Marnie gasped as Eloise slipped her stocking down her leg, tenderly caressing the tensing muscles of her calf as she did so. Eloise teased her for a little while, massaging her ankle with her heroine’s touch, before slowly, unbearably slowly, teasing the stocking off Marnie’s foot, kissing it as it arched to meet the movement, and gradually trailing kisses down to her toes, taking each one in her lips, savouring the sensation.

I deserve financial compensation. cashapp is zarazinia96. sort it out. ur not wrong but compensate me.

[soulsuckrrs]

BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Marina Nichol Cárdenas Nickname(s): goes by Marnie Age: 29-33 | true age unknown Date of Birth: March 13th Hometown: unknown Current Location: varies & thread dependent Species: Witch Powers: potion making & healing magic, elemental (strongest with water & earth), spellwork & enchanting, warding & banishing, defensive magic, telekinesis & flight, knows spells & potions to enhance her senses & abilities (smell, hearing, eyesight, strength, etc.), necromancy & ancient magics, contacting/communing with the dead, astral projection & dream walking, some psychic abilities (gets premonitions & empathy). Gender: female Pronouns: she/her  Orientation: Biromantic & Bisexual Religion: N/A Political Affiliation: N/A Occupation: Marnie works as a tattoo artist in a shop that she owns & doubles as a small crystal shop. She also works for Sidian Doiae as a dealer of his magic marijuana & other botanic items. Living Arrangements: lives in the top part of the building that is also her crystal & tattoo shop, it’s a nice apartment, open floor except for the bedroom & bathroom. Marnie owns the whole building. Language(s) Spoken: Spanish, English, Latin, multilingual.  Accent: she does have a slight accent.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Melissa Berrera Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Brown Height: 5′7 Weight: 121 lbs Build: slender, agile, athletic. Tattoos: snake & skull on her left hip & leg, left hand & right hand, right bicep, right calf, left shoulder blade, more tbd. Piercings: multiple ear piercings (lobes, conch, stud, industrial), left nostril & septum piercing, left eyebrow. Clothing Style: dark & punk, Marnie has perfected the mashup of gothic-plant & crystal-cat mom. lots of jewelry & rings, crystals in her pockets & on necklaces. big thick boots or converse, typically wears boots. Distinguishing Characteristics: has a large scar on the right side of her abdomen where she was injured gravely in the past.

HEALTH

Physical Ailments: none Neurological Conditions: ADHD Allergies: none Sleeping Habits: nap queen, typically only getting a few hours of sleep (on average 4-7) at a time Marnie is usually late to bed & early to rise but enjoys napping & does so anywhere & at any time. Eating Habits: all the food, all the time. the way to Marnie’s heart truly is through food, though she is a vegetarian & does not eat meat, she will eat locally sourced eggs & dairy products if she’s met the animals. Exercise Habits: she likes to box & can be caught at a gym at least once or twice a week. also enjoys running or hiking to say in shape. Emotional Stability: she’s not too eager to share her emotions but they do drive her in some things, she’s very emotional when she gets to know someone but it takes her a while to get close to people.  Sociability: she prefers to be on her own or around the few members of the biker group she’s part of. definitely an introvert. Body Temperature: warm, although she’ll say she’s always cold. Addictions: crystals. tattoos.  Drug Use: all the weed all day, every day. big ol’ stoner. sometimes does mushrooms but not regularly.  Alcohol Use: she likes a beer now & again but Marnie isn’t the biggest drinker & has never really been attracted to it. 

PERSONALITY

Label: the Daydreamer Positive Traits: loyal, laid-back, empathetic, artistic, & intelligent. Negative Traits: insecure, lazy, procrastinator, secretive, & broody. Fears: tbd Hobbies: finding crystals in nature, hiking, reading, taking care of her plants, drawing/sketching/painting, listening to music & playing guitar, writing songs & poetry, dancing, knitting, tattooing, cooking. Habits: laughs softly & tucks her hair behind her ear when she’s being bashful or shy (also nervous), chews on her cheeks when she’s anxious & also just does it subconsciously.

FAVORITES

Weather: rainy, fall. Color: black, purple, silver. Music: metal, rock, alternative, hip-hop/rap. Movies: silence of the lambs, seven, saw series, final destination, horror & thrillers. Sport: baseball. Beverage: iced coffee & energy drinks.  Food: all the food, all the time. Animal: fox.

FAMILY

Father: unknown, presumed deceased. Mother: knows her first name is Priscilla & that’s it. Sibling(s): believes she has siblings but isn’t sure what happened to them or if they’re still alive. Children: Marnie has a little girl named Janine (calls her Jani) that was stolen from her when Jani was just two years old, doesn’t know if she’s still alive or not but has never stopped looking for her daughter. Pet(s): has ten cats, most of which live in the neighborhood & just gravitate towards her shop & home. five of them live with her in the shop & her apartment, they’re welcome to go & come as they please. Marnie also has a familiar that is typically in the form of a fox whom she named Robin, it can also shift into the form of an orange & black cat. Financial Status: she’s cozy with what she has financially. 

EXTRA

Zodiac Sign: Pisces MBTI: INFP-T (the Mediator) Enneagram: the helper Temperament: melancholic Moral Alignment: chaotic neutral Primary Vice: sloth Primary Virtue: diligence Element: water Kinks: body worship, pegging & strapping, oral, fingering & handjobs, multiple partners, bondage, blindfolding, wax & pain play, biting/marking/scratching/bruising, hair pulling & grabbing, roughness, edging & orgasm control, toys & vibrators, choking & breath play, impact play. Position: switch

[imagining-pokemon]

Piers’, Leon’s and Raihan’s Reaction to You Basically Being a Human Shiny Charm

@mechatricky​ requested: It's always exciting to see another Pokémon imagine blog! Could you do a request of what piers, Leon, and Raihan think about when they notice their s/o is basically a human shiny charm and attracts shiny Pokémon even tho their s/o can’t tell do to them being colorblind.

I actually really liked this reaction because I imagine each of their jaws on the floor. 

Piers

*lifts an eyebrow*

Now Piers knew you had a shiny pokemon on your team, and just considered that some luck the universe threw your way

But he never thought he would see the number of shinies you were able to lure out

So you and Piers decided a nice picnic in the Wild Area would be a good break for you two. You both wanted some quiet from the rambunctious Team Yell

You were both talking about Marnie as she would soon take the mantle currently owned by your lover

As you talked about the talented girl, you were able to see just how much Piers cared about her

The soft smile he sported on his face was truly beautiful

But as you both came upon your destination, you stopped and stared 

No matter how many times you both came here, the magnificence of the pokemon’s natural habitat always took the breath out of you. You were easily able to hear Piers’ intake of breath to your side 

You turn to him and intertwine your fingers with his and you pulled him towards the water’s edge which would be your rest spot today 

He softly smiles at you and kisses your intertwined fingers together 

But when he looks back up, he suddenly stares at something right behind you 

You look behind you only to see a cute Vulpix

Now the pokemon looked a little different than what you usually saw, with a lighter coat than you usually saw in pictures and….was it sparkling?

It playfully yipped at you and whined, and you pushed it strange shade of color out of your mind

All you thought was that this pokemon wanted food, so you were going to give it food

You pulled out a berry and it started to run in circles yipping at you, causing a giggle to break from your mouth

Piers’ eyebrow rose a bit because all he was wondering was why were you not freaking out over this extremely rare type of pokemon

Suddenly the bushes to your left started to rustle causing Piers to  grab his pokeball from his belt, just in case anything went wrong

But out of the bushes came a Ralts and a Pancham

But again they looked different from the usual pictures

You froze with your hand outstretched towards Vulpix, who was now happily munching on its new berry 

You did not want to accidentally make them launch an attack

But your worry began to go away the moment, they started going towards the berry, nipping at the Vulpix

You cooed at the pokemon, taking more berries from your pouch

“Piers! They are all so cute! Can we keep them? Please?”

You did not hear anything so you looked back at him, only to burst out laughing at your silly man

His eyebrows disappeared and his jaw was on the ground

“You do know those are shiny pokemon right?”

You looked at him then at the pokemon and snickered to yourself

“Oh of course. I thought some of their coats were darker. But can we keep them? Please? I will take good care of them.”

He suddenly blushed as he looked at your pout and the whines of the pokemon

“.... Only someone with your shining personality could attract all these pokemon.”

He then proceeds to pull out three pokeballs 

He can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they see his beautiful lover and their pokemon

Leon

This boy would get so excited 

You and Leon were both looking at the Wooloo’s grazing in the fields, enjoying the peaceful setting

You both had just finished a good meal made by your mother and decided a walk would help you both digest your food

So hand in hand, you and lover set out to look at the Galarian scenery

But your eyes took you to Leon’s laughing face

He was telling you a hilarious story about Raihan (apparently you can not mention the curry accident in Raihan’s presence or else he would hunt you down)

(But that does not mean Leon can’t tell it)

Your eyes looked over Leon’s beautiful physique and suddenly a thought went through you

Everyone always talks about Leon’s tan skin, amber eyes, and luscious violet hair

And his terrible fashion sense

They call him bright and vibrant, like a painting made with the right shades

But you can not say that

Because you do not see that

You see bright eyes, dark hair

You see all these shades coming together to let you see this amazing human being that stands before you 

Even without color

Because even if you do not see his color, you will always be able to see his brightness

“Darling?”

Leon’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts and smirked at you

“I know I am handsome, but you have me all to yourself to stare at later.”

You snorted and pecked his cheek

Leon took your chin and was about to place his lips on yours

Then a bleat was sounded underneath you 

You looked down and ignored Leon’s grumbling to look at a cute little Wooloo at both of your feet

You gasped and the Wooloo bleated at you again nudging your calf

It looked at bit different, almost the complete opposite shades you have seen on the field before

You kneeled down and suddenly heard Leon screaming

“It’s a shiny! It’s a shiny!”

You looked at him in confusion, but more bleats drew you away

You saw more little dark Wooloo’s running your way 

As you were covered with the soft fur, you kept hearing Leon scream

How was he able to breathe if he kept screaming? 

Soon you were out of the cluster of wool, and just laughing 

Leon was just staring at you in amazement as you petted all the Wooloo around 

He guessed even the rarest pokemon could see how much a wonder you were

Raihan 

Now Raihan had a Flygon and a Goodra and Duraludon and many other pokemon, but he has been wanting a Dreepy for awhile 

Well a Dragapult, but you found a Dreepy

You can see that the tips of their horns were lighter than the ones he has shown you, but you think that maybe that was normal

You were near the Lake of Outrage and saw this Dreepy running up to you

Obviously, you gave it some treats and it stole a pokeball from your bag

You were shocked as it held it out to you and gave a little roar

You held it out for it and it bumped its head on the pokeball, letting itself get sucked in 

It gave for clicks then you let it out once more

As soon as it was out, it cuddled itself against you and little out its little roars, warming your insides 

You held it up and proclaimed to the world, “You shall be called Hannie, after the best dragon boy out there.”

Hannie let out a roar and licked you 

Now finding Raihan proved to be a bit of a little of a difficulty 

That boy did not like to stay at one place for long 

You finally were able to find him with his tapestries, thinking over something important it would seem 

“Don’t think too hard, you might lose your last brain cell.”

Raihan threw his head back to a laugh and looked at you with a smirk

“Now love, you know just how intelligent I am. Have you seen me on the battlefield?”

Everyone has

“Anyway, I have a new companion for you,” You say as you wave around your new pokemon

He raised an eyebrow and looked curiously at the pokeball you brought out

You quickly threw it up in the air and out came Hannie

It fell into your arms and licked you as you giggled. 

“Raihan, meet Hannie. I caught him for you.”

Now that gave Raihan a warm feeling throughout his body as he thought of all the effort you went through to give him this pokemon, but the shock he felt from seeing the coloring of the pokemon sent him into a state of frozen 

He was so shocked but started laughing uncontrollably

“Somehow it does not surprise me that you were able to find a shiny and befriend it.” 

You looked down at you Dreepy and it looked at you with a smile

Then you held out Hannie for Raihan to take 

Raihan took Hannie and quickly petted its head

Hannie started panting and then bit down on Raihan’s hair

Raihan let out a scream, as you started to cackle

You called out for Hannie and it came back to you holding Raihan’s hat in his mouth

He gave you a chirp and dropped it in your hands

Raihan just looked at you in horror as he took Hannie back into his arms

“I now hate it.”

JK he took ten million selfies with it later

[rae-g]

Dire Need of a Change: Spring 7 - Community Center Part 1

Your eyes flutter open as soft beams of sunlight peek through your windows. Today marks the end of your first week in Pelican Town, and surprisingly, you actually feel like you’re starting to get a handle on everything. While you haven’t really met most of the other townsfolk, it has been nice to make a friend in Shane. Perhaps moving here wasn’t the worst idea in the world…

You spent most of the morning doing your daily routine; eating breakfast, watering your crops, getting cleaned up; and by noon, you had the rest of the day to yourself. You place some small pieces of sandwich meat in Miso’s new food bowl (also known as your second favorite cereal bowl), and promise to grab some actual cat food before the end of the day.

You make your way south of your farm, and towards where Marnie said her ranch was. The sounds of farm animals quickly became louder, assuring you that you were headed in the right direction. As you continued on your way, you couldn’t help but notice a familiar blue jacket. Shane was standing outside of Marnie’s ranch, leaning on the fence, watching as the cows shuffled about. A pleased look rested on his face as he just watched the animals wander about. Is this what happy Shane looks like?

You make your way beside him, and join him in his fence leaning activity. The two of you stood in silence together, simply watching the animals. You watched as a pair of chickens chased after a small bug, chuckled as a calf aggressively licked it’s nose, and smiled as a sheep napped in a small patch of shade.

“I wish my life could be that simple,” Shane stated, finally breaking the silence. “I wish I could just curl up in the shade and take a nap, no worries about where I’m going to live, or how I’m going to make rent. Spending all day chasing bugs and doing whatever I wanted at any time.” He sighed, and pushed himself away from the fence.

You nodded in agreement. “To be able to go where you want, when you want. Not have to worry about where your next meal is going to come from. That would be the life.”

Shane turned towards you, crossing his arms as he did so. “So, what brings you out this way, farmer?”

Turning around, you shrug. “Finished up all my chores for the day, and figured I’d do a little exploring. I still haven’t really seen much of the town since I’ve been back. It’s grown a lot since when I used to visit Grandpa.”

Shane nodded, “Well, is there anywhere in particular you wanted to check out?”

You paused for a moment, placing a finger on your chin as you thought. “Perhaps the community center? I remember going there all the time when I was little.”

“Hmm.. I don’t really remember seeing a community center around town. I wonder if it’s still around.”

You give a small shrug. “Want to join? I don’t think I’d mind the company too much.” You smirked.

A small grin crossed his face as Shane shrugged. “Well, as long as my presence isn’t an inconvenience to you, I suppose I could join.”

The spring air was warm and cozy, much like an old blanket. The fragrant smell of flowers wafted through the air and the tall trees swayed slowly in the light breeze. The sound of the dirt path crunching beneath your feet complimented the songs the birds sang as the two of you walked beside each other. It’s been a very long time since you’ve actually enjoyed being outside. In the city, the air was always smoggy, and the noise from cars always choked out any sounds from the wildlife that dared to try to take up residency.

Eventually the dirt path gave away to brick as the two of you finally entered the town proper. Every building in town had a quaint and cozy feeling to it. Every house had its own personality, its own story to tell. The two of you wandered through the town, passing by Pierre’s and up the hill, until you finally found ourselves in front of a decrepit old building. A wave of sadness washed over you as you looked at the old community center.

Vines covered the building, winding their way through windows and twisting around the hands on the clock. The grass surrounding the building brushed your knees as you approached the door. “Its… like a shell of itself,” you say in a quiet voice.

Shane followed behind you, taking everything in. “It looks like it’s been abandoned for years.”

“It’s a shame.. I used to have so much fun coming here when I visited my grandfather. They used to host pot lucks all the time. And they would always have board games and puzzles to play with.”

Shane nodded and stood beside you for a moment before making his way to the door. He jiggled the handle for a few seconds before taking a few steps back. You watched as he sucked in his breath, then rushed towards the door, shouldering it open. A plume of dust whirled up as he stumbled inside, followed by a quiet “Ooof.” You quickly dash inside to see Shane sitting on the floor, rubbing his shoulder. “That… hurt.”

“Well, yeah! What did you expect!” You kneel down next to him, shaking your head. “You’re not bleeding, are you?”

Shane shook his head, as he removed his arm from his jacket, and rolled up his sleeve. “No. No cuts, but…”

You gingerly touch the already bruising area. “You’re going to feel that tomorrow morning.”

Shane winced slightly, but didn’t move, allowing you to inspect the area. “Well, you said you wanted to go to the community center.”

You couldn’t help but smile as you helped him put his jacket back on. “I didn’t mean we had to break and enter though.” You sit down next to him, and look around the room. Dust particles floated through the few sunbeams that managed to shine through the boarded windows. There was a particular stillness in the air as you looked around the room. It was like a time capsule, a moment stuck in time. There were papers littered about; an old calendar hung tilted on the wall; spider families made generational homes in the corners of the ceilings.

You looked over to Shane. You watched as his eyes danced around the room, taking everything in. Nudging his arm with your elbow, you smile. “Thank you."

[buttonso]

Happy Birthday, Harvey

WELL.... it’s Winter 14, gotta do something to acknowledge it! My drawing game is garbage today, so, I thought I would post a chapter from the fic I’ve been working on since summer.  This is actually the fourth chapter, but one could read it as a standalone.  The fic itself is rated Mature on AO3, but this chapter is pure fluff and should be appropriate for teens- there are a few swear words.

14th of Winter Ascending

Standing before the floor-length mirror on the back of his bathroom door, Harvey stood up as straight as he could, puffing his chest out. Unable to sit still or relax the last several hours, he’d taken exceptional care with his clothing this evening, putting on his best suit and tie, polishing his glasses and combing his hair carefully. ~Well... do I look handsome? Manly?~ He drooped and sighed. ~Or am I just a dork in a cheap suit?~ He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for tonight.  It had all the hallmarks of a romantic date, but neither of them had stated their feelings explicitly.

He hadn’t helped himself any with his own indecision. All that concern about ethics… he was starting to wonder if that had just been his fear talking, an excuse not to put himself out on a limb, not to take a chance. Or was he now, in turn, just rationalizing away his ethics in order to try to get what he wanted?  

~And what do I want?~ he asked himself as he adjusted his tie for the umpteenth time. ~I’m not just trying to… to get in her pants.~ He blushed to even think that vulgar term. He’d be lying if he claimed to not be interested in that, but…

But, but, BUT… “I’m going to give myself a stroke if I keep thinking about this,” he said aloud, frowning at his reflection. Aura was his friend. He trusted her, and thinking about not having her in his life was just too difficult to contemplate. No matter what happened tonight, it was bound to, at least, be a pleasant evening with a dear friend. He glanced at his watch and nodded to himself.  He’d have to get going soon if he was going to make it to the farm by 6…

Just as he turned to pick up his building keys, the buzzer linked to the after-hours doorbell began to ring. He froze, listening to the harsh sound, not really registering it for a moment, then dropped his keys on the table in exasperation. Of course. OF COURSE there would be an emergency, right now. ~It had better be something damn serious,~ He thought irritably as he stomped down the stairs into the clinic, through the lobby to the front door, throwing it open with some force…

Only to find Aura standing on his doorstep, holding a large basket and looking a bit sheepish.

“Um… hey Harvey.” She looked a little disheveled, her hair escaping from what had probably once been an elegant twist at the back of her neck. Her red scarf was drooping off her shoulder and trailing in the slush on the street at her feet.  “I’ve… had some difficulties,” She said slowly, giving him a weak smile.

“Are you all right??” He exclaimed, pushing the door open wider so she could come in.

“Yeah… I’m fine except for… everything I had planned… being… completely… fucked…” She answered through gritted teeth, her forced cheerfulness fading with every word until she sounded near tears. “My piece of shit oven crapped out on me… sorry for swearing so much, I just… just…” Her shoulders started to shake and he quickly took the basket from her hands, setting it on the clinic’s front counter.

“Don’t worry about that, just… come on, let’s get you warm,” He said quickly, picking up her scarf as it finally fell off her shoulder.  “Where’s Buttercup?” Surely she hadn’t walked all the way from the farm...

“I-I walked…”

DAMN IT. He opened his mouth to scold her, but she continued to speak in a rapid, somewhat strained tone.

“…Buttercup threw a shoe earlier today… I took her to Marnie’s but she said the farrier couldn’t come until Tuesday… didn’t want to risk laming her.. that wasn’t even the first thing to go wrong today. First thing this morning Murphy brought in a… I don’t even know what it was, I swear it was the size of a raccoon… but he dropped it on me in bed and the fucking thing was still alive…  Then I dropped a preserve jar in the kitchen and the goddamn thing EXPLODED, I had cranberry jelly all over my kitchen AND ME, it was even in my hair…I swear, I’m going to start taking that bullshit fortuneteller on TV seriously, you know, she said it was a bad luck day when I got my ass kicked in the mines, too…”

“Why didn’t you just call and cancel?!” Harvey interrupted, aghast, as he pulled the door closed behind them. He tried to take her coat, but she waved him off.

“No way… I wasn’t going to leave you in the lurch on your birthday,” She said stubbornly. “So... I improvised.” She gestured impatiently at the basket on the counter while Harvey made a second attempt at taking her coat.  She evaded him, pacing the length of the counter and back.

“Aura, how do you think I’d feel if you… if you broke your ankle and fell into some snowbank and died of hypothermia or something?!” He asked crossly.

“I imagine you would resurrect me just so you could yell at me,” She sniffed and shrugged out of her coat, tossing it onto the counter.

She wore a simple long-sleeved red and black striped sweater-dress that hugged her body to just above her knees, with black leggings and little in the way of jewelry besides a silver chain that rested in the hollow of her throat.  On her feet she wore black boots, laced tightly to mid-calf. The outfit was so simple, but it looked amazing on her. He knew he was staring… and that he should stop… or at least say something…

“So…” Aura’s cheeks, already pink from the cold outside, flushed a bit brighter as she moved jerkily towards the basket on the counter. “I think… there’s something we should get out of the way, before this evening goes any further.”

“Oh…?” Harvey’s breath caught in his throat, and he had the curious sensation of standing on a precipice.

Aura’s hands trembled slightly as she opened the flaps at the top of the basket and reached inside, slowly drawing out… a bouquet? A sweet-smelling mass of purple, blue, silver and white. Purple and white crocus blooms were interwoven with bright blue crystal fruits and white snow yams, the whole thing secured with a wide dark-blue ribbon. She held it out towards him, her expression shy.

His heart skipped a beat.

Could it be…?

“I’ve been told that people around here declare… feelings… that is, romantic feelings… with a bouquet. I wasn’t sure at first… I mean, most places I’ve lived, people don’t really do flowers at all, let alone women giving them to men, but… I asked Marnie if it was true and she said it was.”

“You… talked to Marnie about this?” Harvey asked, his mouth going dry.

“Yeah. After I went home from the clinic,” She replied.  “Well… I knew if I bought a bouquet at Pierre’s, the whole town would know about it before… before the person I wanted to give it to. And it’s not like I didn’t have time to kill over the last week…”

“…I see…” The leaves shivered as his hands closed over hers. Her hands were trembling as much as his were.

“Harvey… I think it’s pretty obvious even without these flowers… how I feel about you. But, just in case it’s not, well… here they are.” Her silver eyes held his. “For awhile now I’ve felt like… like we’re holding ourselves back.  I don’t want to hold myself back anymore. But if you don’t want it, then... then we’ll say no more about it, ok?”

She tried to pull back, but Harvey’s hands reflexively tightened around hers.  He couldn’t speak, but he couldn’t quite bring himself to let her go either.

“…Harvey?” She tilted her head slightly. “…Are you OK?” A thousand emotions and thoughts were clamoring in his mind, making it hard to focus.  This was everything he’d wanted for so long… he’d told himself, over and over, that it was wrong to wish, to hope, wrong to want her. The excuses varied from day to day, moment to moment. Either he wasn’t good enough for her because she deserved someone more handsome, or someone braver, or someone stronger… whatever way he felt inadequate that particular day. If it wasn’t that, then he told himself it would be ethically wrong, to hit on her while she was his patient… but it was all a way to keep a greater heartache at bay.

“Harvey, please… either reject me or…or don’t…” She whispered. Her silver eyes were shadowed with vulnerability.  He’d dreamed of her for so long… could he really hurt her now?

“Aura, I…” He cleared his throat. “…I’m not strong enough…”

“Oh, DAMN IT, Harvey…” She stomped her foot in frustration, but before she could say anything else, he pulled her to him, crushing the lovely bouquet between them. Purple petals scattered around them as he wrapped one arm around her, holding her against him, finally holding her like he’d wanted to for months, practically from the moment they met. They each still had one hand on the bouquet, now squished awkwardly between them, and Aura’s spare hand clutched at his shirt.

“I was going to say… I’m not strong enough… to pretend like this isn’t exactly what I wanted,” He said in a shaky voice. “I kept coming up with excuses as to why I couldn’t be with you… because I was so afraid…”

“Harvey…” She squeaked. “Ribs…”

“Oh…” another flurry of purple petals as he released her, his hands going to her side, anxiously probing her ribcage while she continued to awkwardly held the smashed bouquet at arm’s length.

“Harvey….Harvey.” Her free hand batted at his shoulder. “Trying to feel me up when you haven’t even kissed me yet?” A bit of her usual dry humor was back in her voice, though with a bit of a tremble to it. When he looked up, her silver gaze captured him again, and she smiled, brushing her fingers across his cheek, then trailing enticingly over his lips. “You have beautiful eyes, you know,” She told him softly. “Lovely hazel green…It’s one of the first things I noticed about you.”

Harvey wasn’t sure if he kissed her, or she him, but it seemed as if every nerve in his body came to life when her lips pressed to his, a deep thrill running up his spine and making him shiver all over. There was a soft rustle as she finally dropped the bouquet and wound her arms around his neck, pressing her chest into his. When they parted, they were both a little breathless, and he felt himself smiling so broadly it almost hurt.

“I guess… I’ll just have to take the bus to the city when I have the sniffles,” She said archly, resting her forehead against his. “Since you’re so hung up about having to be my doctor…”

“Aura….” There were so many things he wanted to say, that it was her eyes that had drawn him in at the beginning, that he’d dreamed of this moment for so long…

…That there were so many things he was still afraid of…

“Just… just don’t ever let yourself get hurt like that again… my heart can’t take it…” He finally answered, shaking his head and hugging her as tightly as he dared to. “Thinking I’d lost you… I’d never been so miserable…”

Aura let him hold her for another long moment, burying her face in his shoulder. “I’ll do my best… it’s not like I enjoyed having a brush with death,” she answered, voice muffled. Then she gave him another, lighter kiss, this time on his cheek. “Happy birthday, Harvey. I may not have been able to make the dinner I had planned, but I brought leftovers from yesterday and I just thought, well…. We could just be together for a little while?”

“I didn’t think this birthday could get any better…”  Harvey said as they stepped away from each other, hands tightly linked.  He looked down in regret at the pile of blue and purple petals scattered on the floor around them. “I’m so sorry about that though… it was so beautiful, it really was..”

“Maybe I’ll make you another next year…” She said as they both knelt to scoop up the fallen flora.  She fished out a crocus that had survived the tumble to the floor, still intact, turning it slowly in her fingers, then absently tucked it behind her ear. “Save these, though, the crystal fruit make for pretty decent wine. Waste not, want not.”

Harvey caught her hands again, turning them over to admire her long, strong fingers, tracing the callouses on her palms before tugging her to her feet. “Come on.. let’s just worry about the mess later. You’re probably starving.”

“But we can just…” She began, then shrugged. “OK, birthday boy… you’re the boss.”

In that moment, it seemed the light in her smile would keep him warm for the rest of the winter.

____

If you are interested in reading more, it can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25158031/chapters/60962605

[somedew-fictions]

Midnight Cereal

Jas goes to Shane because she has a nightmare.

Shane hasn't fallen asleep yet, sitting on his floor with his legs crossed and tucked in as he plays his favorite video game.

He has been going to therapy for about two months now and his "bad thoughts," as the therapist call them, keep occuring. To combat his late night demons he decided to wait them out, playing his game.

Over the soft music of his game he hears the faintest knocking on his bedroom door. He ignores it at first, thinking it is nothing, but on the second time he realizes there is actually someone there.

Thinking its Marnie, he pauses his game and gets up, moving to the door and swinging it open to find his god daughter standing there. Her hair is frizzy and sticking up, and she is in her night gown with kittens on it, her fuzzy socks going up half her calf. The most worried expression is on her face, her forehead crestfallen.

Without a word she lifts her arms up to him and he complies, scooping Jas up into his arms. He holds her in one, running his free hand through his hair.

"Another nightmare?" Shane asks softly so he doesn't wake Marnie, carrying Jas through the house and into the kitchen. She nods slowly in reply, as if replaying her dream in her head, still thinking of the horrors she witnessed.

Shane lets out a soft sigh and moves around the kitchen with her on his hip as he grabs a box of cereal from the cabinet, two bowls, and the jug of milk from the fridge. He pours them both a bowl of cereal, bringing her to the dining table. He goes to put her down but she clings to him, her arms around his neck tightly. He can't help but smile, patting her back affectionately and taking his own seat, allowing her to sit in his lap and eat her cereal.

She relaxes a bit into his chest, enjoying her midnight snack. They sit in silence for awhile, finding comfort in one another as Jas calms down.

"I dreamed about you and Aunt Marnie never coming home," Jas tells him suddenly, shoveling another spoonful of cereal into her mouth. After a few thoughtful chews she continues, looking up at her god father. "Like mom and dad- but this time no one would take care of me. Even Ms.Penny..." Her expression falls again as she thinks of it.

Shane knows he isn't the best parent, but he knows what it feels like to have those kind of dreams- how much worse it is for her because she is just a little kid.

He puts his spoon down and sighs, rubbing his hand across his face as he gathers his words, knowing he has to comfort her.

"I have dreams like that too, Jas. My therapist calls them my 'bad thoughts'." He tells her. Upon opening his mouth, Jas's eyes light up, looking up at him with curiosity. "And I was having a nightmare too. But now that you are here I am feeling a lot better."

"Really?" Jas grins.

"Yeah," Shane smiles faintly. "Just know that whenever you have those bad thoughts, I am always here. I'm not going anywhere; those dreams are just bad thoughts."

"But you said..." Jas points out slowly, her memory never failing to remind him of what he said five months ago.

"I know what I said," Shane rubs her back gently. "Those were my bad thoughts. I promise I'll always be around for you to come to."

Jas nods slowly, processing what Shane has said. She is just a little kid but she surprisingly understands a lot more than Shane gives her credit for. After a moment her smile returns.

"I love you, Uncle Shane," she decides to say, taking her spoon and continuing to eat her cereal.

Shane's heart stops in his chest, caught off guard. He isn't sure he has ever told Jas he loves her- that she has even said it to him before. It never occured to him to say something like that. Jas's words sink into his skin as she eats her cereal, the spoon clacking against the bowl; her innocence radiating.

"I love you too, kid," he finally says, placing an awkward kiss on the top of her head through all her hair.

He puts another spoonful of cereal in his mouth and smiles, realizing his bad thoughts are gone. Maybe this whole parenting thing isn't so bad.

[sunny-stardew]

Hey! I love your blog so much , and I was wondering if you could write about Abigail + female farmer getting farm animals or something like that? 💗💗💗 Love all your writing

okay hi this has been in my inbox for an ETERNITY and i’m scared because i don’t know much about abigail but i have before so here we go dont fuck it up hannah

The farmer hummed to herself as she walked down the path to Marnie’s farm. A few days ago, Robin finished building the new barn on the farm. The farmer hasn’t let Abigail, their girlfriend, come see the farm yet. She was going to surprise her with a baby cow! Romantic, right?

The farmer arrived at Marnie’s house and walked right in.

“Hey, Y/N! What can I get for you today?” Marnies said in her beautiful voice.

“Do you still have those baby cows? The brown ones?” Farmer asked.

“As a matter of fact, I have one left. I should warn you, she’s the runt of the litter,” Marnie said, hesitance in her voice.

“Oh in that case, I’ll take her!” Farmer happily replied.

The farmer walked back up the path, with a leash attached to the baby calf in her hands.

“Abigail is gonna be SO EXCITED to see you!” Farmer whispered to the calf.

Y/N’s plan was foiled though, as she saw a purple head of hair standing on her porch when she walked into her property.

“ABIGAIL!” Farmer shouted.

“Is that a cow?!”

“...no”

Abigail sighed and hopped off the porch.

“It is! Where’d you get it? Does it have a name??” Abigail was all giddy, like a child on their birthday.

Y/N sighed, “One if Marnies cows had a couple babies. I managed to get the last one. She doesn’t have a name yet..and she was supposed to be a surprise.”

“Surprise,” The farmer mumbled, a little disappointed their plan had been foiled.

Abigail didn’t notice, and instead was petting the baby animal, then scratching her chin and making baby noises at her.

“I have a perfect name! Let’s call her Mocha!” Abigail giggled, pointing at the cows brown color.

“Mocha, huh?” The farmer pet the baby, stroking her from the top of her head down her back.

“I love it.”