#SDV Imagine

[onewingeddove444]

★How the bachelors would react if they accidentally made you cry

word count: 1.1k

Alex:

-would probably not even notice you're crying at first

-his expression would change so quickly

-😀😦

-kind of knew he had it coming though, since a lot of the stuff that flies out of his mouth is....well😇

-would IMMEDIATELY start taking the blame, saying things like "nahhh i didn't actually mean that i lied haha no idea why i said that i'm so stupid" ((starts blaming it on his hormones being affected by working out or something😭😭))

-hesitates at first, but pulls you into the tightest embrace you've ever felt ngl probably hurts a little lol

-his way of apologising to you is saying "you can punch me as hard as you want, i deserve it!!!!"

-starts treating you like royalty for another month, to the point where it becomes annoying

-every time you bring it up, even as a joke, he basically drops to his knees and starts apologising all over again

Elliott:

-if you thought this man was already dramatic as it is....lord🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

-would try to be cool about it, while in his head he's already pressing a dagger to his neck, saying that he has now betrayed his heart and doesn't want to go on any longer

-the moment he sees tears flowing down your face, the only word able to come out of his mouth is a soft "no, no, no..."

-he'd probably start crying with you😭😭😭

-starts whispering the most loving and kind things about yourself into your ear

-literally compares you to the most breathtaking images you could ever envision

-alternative scenario, where he just drops to the floor and starts begging for your forgiveness, even though what he said wasn't really that bad

-after that, he checks up on you every 5 minutes, to make sure you're not upset with him

-would swear on his life and soul to never hurt you again ((mind you it was never that serious😭))

-writes you so many short poems...atp they just become a whole book

Harvey:

-man....😭

-probably hurts him more than it does you lmao

-you crying would be too much for him already...but crying because of him?? ouuu

-is ready to completely retract what he said, even if he's absolutely right, that just doesn't matter to him anymore

-he just stands there for a good amount of time, since he really doesn't know how to deal with these kinds of emotions

-this might just be the first time this man has made someone cry because...let's be fr☠️

-would do that thing where he cups your cheeks and wipes your tears with his thumbs ((after that he's kinda clueless though😭))

-this literally being his worst nightmare...in his eyes hurting you is the equivalent of failing as a partner...and he's not really allowed to fail too often🙁

-would wait 30 years until you're not upset with him ((it takes you exactly 1 minute btw)), and after that it's flowers delivered to your doorstep every day of the week

-even if it were to be a one-time occurrence, he would NEVER EVER forget it, and he would always justify spoiling you with it ((using the 4 cents he makes from the clinic👎))

Sam:

-he is not that smart when it comes to verbalising thoughts please forgive him

-says things like "aw man you're crying😔😔😔😭😭“

-if he's holding a drink or eating something, he offers it to you, even if there's a single bite/sip left of it

-refuses to smile until he's 100% sure you've forgiven him, otherwise he just looks like this: :--(

-low-key fighting for his life not to pull out his phone and google "how to comfort crying person wikihow"

-once you tell him that it's okay between you two bro gets jolly, running around in circles, giggling, twirling his hair and laying down kicking his feet up

-the thing he did that upset you could've been minor, but that still doesn't stop him from saying "man...😔🤦 i'm so glad this chapter is behind us now.." like okay???😭😭😭 ((bonus points if he describes this as a "rough patch" in your relationship))

-tries making something for you after, fails miserably, resorts to showing you cool skateboard tricks he learned off of youtube

-learns his lesson and actually thinks more before he says something ((to the best of his ability))

-promises to write a song about your love and go platinum ((shows it to sebastian and gets banned from writing lyrics for the band forever))

Sebastian:

-freezes immediately

-literally unable to get a single word out, what is he supposed to do in his situation😭

-manages to whisper "i didn't mean..." and proceeds to go quiet after that

-he's been living a sheltered life for a very long time, so he's really scared that whatever he says it will only hurt you even more

-you can definitely see his expression change...not only does it soften but he looks UPSET upset, mostly with himself

-pulls you into a hug, hoping that it'll help a little bit ((it does, bro seems like a good hugger))

-asks you if there's anything he can do to cheer you up, and let me tell you he'd really do anything

-does not let you go for the rest of the day, having his arm wrapped around you, holding your hand, even if it's just the pinky fingers touching

-you have to keep reassuring him that it's okay now, he literally hits you with the "are you sure you're not mad at me?" every 3 seconds just to make sure you guys are good🙏

-lets you touch whatever you want in his room, i'm talking elementary school pictures, old sketchbooks, it's all yours, no matter how humiliating

Shane:

-um...uh😭🙅‍♀️

-yeah he is PISSED he's made you cry, he might've been mean when he first saw you, but now??? that is just not allowed in his mind idc

-jumps to self-deprecation immediately, talking about how he's an asshole, how he always fucks things up (🙁)

-just takes the whole blame on himself, no problem with that

-kind of saw this happening in the nearest future, that man does not have a very good opinion of himself let's be honest😭

-you could tell him you forgive him and he'd be like "nah don't do that wtf i don't deserve it😔"

-doesn't try comforting you at first, since he just assumes that you might never want to see him again

-but after the dust settles he reassures you that he's going to do everything to make sure this doesn't happen again

-sends you musty frozen pizza in the mail in retaliation (sigh🙁)

-would love to pretend this never happened, but making you cry really took a hit on his self-esteem, however it also made him think about how to be the best partner you can have

[fandom-imagines]

Shane comforts you

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Pairing: Shane x Reader

Warnings: Break-up (not Shane), kissing

Before the breakup:

When you come to Shane excited that you have a new partner, he’s oddly upset

He didn’t know that he was romantically attracted to you until that exact moment

He realised that he didn’t want anyone to be with you besides him

But he had to act happy for you!!

“Woah, Y/N/N, I’m so happy for you!”

You just grin at him

During the breakup:

When you call Shane up crying, he’s straight over to see you

He’s worried since you didn’t say what had happened over the phone, just that you needed him

(He won’t admit it, but he practically ran to the farm)

When he gets there, you’re sat on the porch engulfed in a blanket with tears running down your face

His heart breaks a lot little

“Are you okay?” He asks breathlessly, cursing himself for such a stupid question.

“I-I mean clearly not, but!”

You just laugh at his nervous stuttering and blushing cheeks.

Instead of answering his question, you just shuffle across the porch to give him a place to sit on the steps

You both sit there in silence for a few seconds before you rest your head on his shoulder

“Me and my partner broke up.”

Suddenly everything makes sense to Shane

And he feels bad for being somewhat relieved/happy

“I’m sorry…”

You just shrug

“It is what it is. Thank you for coming.”

He simply hugs you

You spend the night together watching shitty movies, laughing and crying, and eating ice cream

Post breakup:

Things are slowly getting back to normal

You and Shane have spent more time in the last few weeks than you ever had before

In turn, this means you are also getting closer than before

There had always been some romantic tension there, but it was clearer than before

Each day was getting harder and harder for Shane to hide his feelings

The same goes for you

You two were just sitting on a bench outside the saloon one day

Shane was drinking a soda after having quit drinking cold turkey

You were both laughing and joking about something that neither of you could remember when you suddenly went quiet, staring into the distance

“Y/N?” A voice calls out and the way you tense doesn’t go unnoticed by Shane who places a hand on your shoulder

The mysterious figure walks over, revealing it to be your ex

Now it was Shane’s turn to tense

Thoughts were racing through his head, as well as some jealousy, even though you hadn’t replied to your ex

Both Shane and your ex waited for a response, but you simply turned back to Shane with a smile and continued your conversation from before

Shane was more confused than your ex was

Your ex was becoming more agitated than confused as time progressed

“Y/N, you’re seriously ignoring me for this guy?”

Those were the words that made you snap

You shot up out of your seat and began cursing your ex out

You referred to Shane as your boyfriend multiple times throughout the cursing and Shane was blushing so hard

You kept complimenting Shane whilst also insulting your ex which made Shane blush even more

Eventually your ex took the hint and left

You and Shane sat in an awkward silence

“Sorry, you probably didn’t want me to call you my boyfriend.” Was the first thing you said

Shane shot up, spilling his soda over himself

He didn’t care, he just wanted to make sure you knew that he wasn’t embarrassed

“I’d be lucky to be your boyfriend”

He immediately realised what he had said

“You mean that?”

Shane silently nodded

Rather than speaking, you turned to face Shane fully, placing your hand on the back of his neck and lifting your lips to press against his

“I’d be lucky to call you my boyfriend.” You whispered as you pulled away

“Then why don’t you?”

[samdew-valley]

headcanons for sam!

general, sfw, and nsfw

general

he likes weezer. sebastian makes fun of him for it.

sweet tooth!!! he likes anything even remotely sweet and tends to over sweeten his coffee on the off chance he has some.

his general build is lean and tall. he has a good shoulder to waist ratio. just looks good without a shirt on, there’s no other way to put it. no abs, but he does have a nice abdomen

speaking of sam with his shirt off, he has only one of his nipples pierced after him and sebastian both got super high and thought it would be a great idea.

he has long eye lashes !! theyre blonde on the ends of them, so you cant see it super clearly, but he definitely has nice eyelashes.

faint dimples <3 you can really get a nice look at them if you get him to laugh, which isnt too hard to do.

sfw

(just general couple stuff)

he moves around a lot in his sleep, so it isnt completely uncommon for him to be falling off the bed when you wake up with him. he stays put for the most part though if you lay on top of him.

gives good kisses!!! he gets so excited after not getting attention all day, as soon as he gets a moment alone with you, he practically misses your lips with the enthusiasm he has with giving kisses. he loves kissing your lips, but he also absolutely loves kissing your shoulders and neck whenever he hugs from behind. especially if it makes you squirm a bit, he’ll tease ya and call you a spazz before doing it again

bites to show affection. also appreciates being bitten.

goes crazy whenever he sees you in any of his clothing. even offers up his band tees a lot as pjs. not that they ever stay on long ;)

cuddle bug. he loves to cuddle a lot. his favorite form of it is just laying on someone or having someone lay on him, either way, someone needs to be crushed before sam will be content.

nsfw

regardless of gender and sex, whenever he goes down on his partner, this man acts like he’s never had a meal in his entire goddamn life. what’s breathing? who needs that? he just likes being between some thighs <3

if afab, him going down on his partner, he tries his best not to get too overly eager, but its all out the door super quickly. before he knows it, he’s grabbing onto your thighs and pulling your whole body closer by your hips and getting every single sweet spot his tongue can find. hair pulling is not only welcome, but encouraged

if amab, he doesnt give his partner like ANY time to mentally prepare before he’s choking on their length. when giving blowjobs, he gets pretty sloppy most of the time, but goddamn hes good. he loved overwhelming his partner and when he sees them quivering, that’s how he knows he did his job right. he’s not a huge fan of facials, he prefers to swallow the load. either way, hes got a nice set of blowjob eyes.

again, regardless of gender or sex, he’s suckin on some titties. arm around your torso, pulling you into his lap, and leaving marks.

he’s definitely a fan of leaving marks, it makes he smirk knowing that he’s marked up his dear farmer even if others cant see it

[lifeinpelicantown]

Countdown Alex (FLUFF)

Hi folks! As promised, here’s the first of my upcoming imagines! This was a lot of fun to write. Alex is such a character. Enjoy!

2,000 words, platonic, implied romantic feelings, teasing.

[cw: minor swearing]

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It was a swelteringly hot day in Pelican Town, and the sun beat down mercilessly on Alex’s back as he stood behind the counter of the Ice Cream stand. Normally he enjoyed these days, as he felt in his element on bright, beautiful Summer days such as these. But today, he wished he had worn a light t-shirt, and not an undershirt with his Gridball Varsity jacket.

Sweat beaded down his spine and his tank top clung to his skin. He had long since ditched his jacket, throwing it off to the side, but still couldn't escape the heat. He longed to abandon the stand and train in the sun - at least that way he’d be sweating for good reason - but found that it was only 4PM. He sighed.

“Okay, okay, only another hour,” he thought to himself. He absentmindedly grabbed a maraschino cherry from under the desk, meant for topping sundaes, and pelted it with all of his might against the Museum mailbox.

Donk.

He smiled to himself. He quickly devised a game inside of his mind to occupy himself for the final hour of his day. Land the cherry within 1 foot of the mailbox: 1 point. Hit the mailbox: 5 points. Hit the mailbox flag: 10 points. Alex quickly grabbed another cherry, launching it at the metal form.

Donk.

The fruit hit the mailbox again, an inch or so from where the first hit. He narrowed his eyes and smiled.

As time meandered on, Alex became fully engrossed in his little game, paying no attention to the dwindling supply of cherries, and throwing caution to the wind about what would happen should someone order ice cream and request a delicate, red topping. After only 10 minutes he had accumulated 27 points.

He quickly turned to grab another cherry, and heaved it in the direction of the mailbox.

Pap.

“Oh shit! (F/N)!” Alex gasped. His most recent toss had hit you square in the chest. A small, light red splat soaked into your shirt, and you looked up to see a horrified expression on Alex’s face. You held eye contact momentarily, as he held his breath, waiting for your reaction. You then burst into laughter, goading him into bashful chuckles. He scratched the back of his neck, a light blush dusted over his sharp, tanned nose.

“Sorry about that,” he grinned, quickly regaining his tough composure. “Want some ice cream? I’m super bored.”

“Clearly,” you ribbed, walking over to the stand. “Sure, I’ll take a scoop.”

“Yeah, alright!” he exclaimed enthusiastically. His enthusiasm for life was always contagious, as he cheered for any small victory. You watched him as he swiftly moved, and planted two scoops of ice cream into a cone haphazardly.

“Slow today?” You asked, gazing around the empty town surrounding you. You could hear faint screams and laughs, coming from the direction of the beach.

“Yeah, it has been. Super weird since it’s a hot day and usually people want ice cream on hot days. Right? That’s a thing, right? I mean, obviously I wouldn’t know, since I only eat strength food. Can’t risk losing my rock-hard abs, am I right?” Alex joked, a devilish smirk plastered across his lips. You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“Uh-huh, sure.”

Alex stuck a small piece of chocolate into the top scoop of your ice cream. He then reached his arm across the counter, holding the cone out to you. However, as you made your move to grab it, he pulled it back.

“Hang on,” he said, eyes narrowed. “I think you gotta earn this first.”

“Oh, come on Alex, I was just about to pay you for it, don’t be a tease,” you replied, reaching out to grab the treat once more. He once again pulled the ice cream out of your reach.

“How about this,” he mused, planting the cone into a plastic holding tray. Already the sticky-sweet cream began to melt, and a small amount dripped down the cone. “Arm wrestle, you and me, right now. If I win, you have to play catch with me after my shift ends here. You win? That cone is free. Eh?”

“What? Oh it’s on,” you replied, pushing your sleeves up your arm. “You realize I work on a farm, right? Physical labour? Be prepared to get demolished.”

“Oh, yeah right. Have I told you that I was an all-star quarterback in high school? I’m gonna wreck yo-”

“Yes, oh my Yoba, you’ve told me that a hundred times already! C’mon, Alex, the proof is in the pudding, and this pudding is gonna taste like free ice cream for me!”

You planted your elbow down on the counter and bent yourself down at the hips. Alex followed suit, flexing his biceps, exaggerating as he planted his feet firmly into the grass. He grabbed your hand roughly as he set his elbow on the counter, licking his teeth as he stared into your eyes. His face was mere inches from yours, and his hair was slightly matted down on his forehead from the heat. His hand was rough, calloused, but his grip on you was surprisingly gentle following his initial showmanship.

“Alright. I’m gonna count down from three, and when I say “go”, we start. Got it?”

“Got it,” you replied, furrowing your brow as you prepared yourself to give everything you had. “I hope you’ve got a first aid box at home, because your pride is about to be hurt.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay here we go… Ready?”

You tightened your grip on his hand unconsciously, darting your eyes back and forth between your linked hands and his twinkling, steely eyes.

“Three… two… one..,” Alex began, drawing out each word as slowly as he could. He then held the anticipation, his mouth open, eyes fixed intently on you.

“Hey, come on! You can’t do that! You have to count down normally,” you frowned, stifling a laugh.

“Okay, okay, okay. Ready? Here we go. Three.. Two…”

All of a sudden, Alex pushed your arm down to the counter. You shouted in surprise, and he burst into laughter, releasing his grip from your hand and leaning back, eyes closed and head thrown back.

“You’re a cheater!! You’re a little sneak! Too scared, huh? Knew you were gonna lose?”

“Nuh-uh, I won fair and square! Can’t handle my guns, huh?” He flexed his arms with a goofy bravado. “Look at these! I’m a beast! I-”

Pap.

Alex looked down to see a small, light red, cherry splat square in the middle of his chest.

“Okay, fine, we both won…”

[stardew-imagines-me]

SDV high school friend groups/duos

Maru + Alex - Maru, being a huge science nerd, loves to tutor/help Alex with certain lessons and experiments. The unlikely duo always end up bursting into laughter and having a great time talking about chemical reactions and starting fires in the classrooms.

Penny + Haley + Abigail - While these three all have completely different personalities and passions, Penny is often the one starting all the trouble while Abigail is encouraging the crazy shenanigans and Haley screaming while simultaneously picking up after them. They have fun together.

Shane + Leah - While Shane could care less about anything but his family and food, when it comes to assisting Leah with her latest creations in the studio, he’s more than happy to help. Leah finds great inspiration in Shane’s strong, gruff but caring personality and incorporates themes of loss, remorse and anger into her sculptures when Shane models for her.

Emily + Sebastian + Harvey - Whenever these three have free time, you can always find them in the school library discussing the curious cases of medical research, conspiracies of the government and horror stories passed around the world. Emily finds her deepest interest in the crazy explanations of past illnesses, Harvey absorbing the idea that he could very possibly have a camera in his toilet placed by the lizard people themselves and Sebastian loves hearing about the legends of ghosts pulling people into lakes by their feet and drowning them. Many people often tend to stay clear from eavesdropping on what they’re discussing.

Sam + Elliott - Normally, when these two are together, it’s been known that there is often a new event taking place full of all the classical dramatics of theatre, redeveloped into a new anti political statement driven by activism and acting. Basically, Sam and Elliott shoot the shit and have a chaotic time coming up with Goth Romero and Cowgirl Juliet in a reinvented version of “May death metal do us part.”

[simplycomplicatedwriting]

continuation of that self-aware sdv fic in chat-post form

Shane: why did you just hand me this piece of trash

Farmer: I was trying to put it in the recycle

Shane: but you handed it to me?

Farmer: it's kinda tricky, the key bindings are the same for that interaction

Shane: the what

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Shane: sure, I'm married to a beautiful farmer, my alcoholism is getting better and I never have to work again because my s/o provides for me and the farm... But at what cost?

[Meanwhile all the furniture in the house is magically disappearing and appearing as the Farmer tries to redecorate]

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Farmer, to the baby: I swear to god I will turn you into a dove for a small fee

Shane, who can clearly hear them: 👁️ 👁️

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Shane: w-w-.. how... Why is everything a different colour-

Farmer: I installed a new texture mod :))

Shane:

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Shane: ... Are... Are you Yoba..?

Farmer: oh please, that bitch? Defeated ‘em in two hits

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Shane: I'm pretty sure I've married an inter-dimensional being from another universe

Emily: ... That's a weird way to say they’re pretty?

Shane, on his 8th cup of coffee: no..no.. this morning I watched them teleport across the farm and when I asked they said they were 'speed-running'

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Farmer: I tried to give Willy an octopus today and he didn't want it...

Shane: like.. cooked octopus?

Farmer : no it was live, straight from the ocean

Shane: well yeah of course he didn't want it...

Farmer : but his Wikipedia page clearly says he loves octopus

Shane: his what

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Farmer , t-posing: something is wrong

Shane, holding a cross in fear:

Farmer : uh oh script error

Shane: what the fuck

Farmer : hold on there's an interfering mod

Shane: what the fuck what the fuck

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Shane: good morning beautifu-

Farmer: ugh why do I keep getting the same dialogue?

Shane:

Shane: umm

Farmer: how many times do I have to reset this day we're at 12 hearts why isn't the event triggering

Shane:... I'm sorry?

[danahart]

Shane from Stardew Valley. reblog if you agree

[somedew-fictions]

The farmer is sitting on the last bus to Pelican Town, staring out the window. In their hands is the letter their grandfather gave them, their thumbs running over the smooth paper as they mull over several thoughts and worries in their head.

Yet when the sign flies by reading PELICAN TOWN: 0.5 MILES they can't help but smile. It doesn't matter what circumstances have led them to open grandpa's letter.

Because they are heading home.

[sdvmilk]

i’d love to find some more sdv blogs to follow, so please like/reblog/reply to this if you’re a stardew valley-focused blog! i’m especially interested in blogs that actively engage with other members of the community, blogs focusing on sdv ocs, and fic writers. <3

[lewisforpresident2020]

SDV Imagine: F!Farmer and Elliott

It’s a snowy night outside. F!Farmer and Elliott decided to dance alongside the tune of “Once Upon a December” (either in Elliott’s shack or the farmer’s house).

(I was browsing through youtube, and discovered this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZ6buLNIgs8 . Then, I got inspired to draw this piece!) --mod

[shanesbluechicken]

Emily: Try not to sound too desperate.

Shane: Of course I won't. I'm not desperate.

*later*

Farmer: Wow I love this restaurant.

Shane: Haha I love you too.

[fandom-imagines]

New Start

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Pairing: Shane X Reader; slight Sebastian X Reader

Words: 5.1k (I love him)

Warnings: None other than non-proofread writing I don't think, let me know if there are any that need tagging ^^

Note: There could be a part two if anyone would like x)

“Pelican Town,” the name fell involuntarily from Y/N’s lips as she hopped from the bus that had dropped her at her new home. “Guess we’re here, Luna.”

The midnight black cat rubbed itself against her owners’ leg, hopping onto the ground beside the suitcase that had landed mere moments before. A purr escaped the felines’ lips at the feeling off Y/N’s fingers gently caressing her fur, back arching in pleasure.

The cold air blew through the girl’s body as she stepped from the bus with once final ‘thank you’ aimed towards the driver. A shiver ran through her, arms wrapping around themselves to keep a grip on the little warmth she had left. Luna, who was now pressed tightly against Y/N’s leg, seemed to feel the same as her.

“Come here,” she smiled, kneeling with an open arm to allow the cat to hop into, soon surrounded with the warmth of the jacket Y/N had luckily worn for her journey. “Good girl.”

The sound of a young girl’s laughter sounded throughout the street, blending into her eyes along with the roaring engine of the, now departing, bus. A small grin crawled onto the Y/H/C-haired womans lips as she spotted a young, dark-haired girl holding hands with a man who seemed just as happy as she sounded.

“Shane, who’s that?” The young girls’ eyes were now fixated on the newest arrival to Pelican Town, legs shuffling themselves to move behind Shane’s body.

“Not sure, Jas.” The man’s own attention was now on Y/N, unsure as to what to say to her, if anything.

“She has a kitty!” Jas, or at least who Y/N assumed to be Jas, pointed towards Luna whose head had popped out from the jacket once the chatter had begun.

“She’s called Luna,” Y/N smiled brightly as she, once again, pet Luna. ��You can pet her if you’d like!”

Jas seemed to ponder this for a moment, small fingers playing with the strands of her hair, “can I, Shane?”

“Sure, Jas. Just stay close, okay?”

The kitty owner smiled at their interaction, kneeling down to the ground so that the girl could have easier access to the kitten when she came over.

“Wow, she’s soft. Shane, feel!” Whilst her words were mostly directed towards the taller man, Y/N still felt slightly flattered at the compliment.

Shane, who was sporting his usual blue jacket, kneeled beside Jas, cautiously petting the cat with such care that it seemed like he feared he would break her.

The three of them remained on the ground for a few moments, Jas still as excited as before at the kitten, until an elderly man’s voice caught their attention.

“You must be Y/N,” he grinned. “I’m Lewis, mayor of this town. I see you’ve met Shane and Jas already.”

“I have, it’s a pleasure to meet you all,” Y/N returned his friendly smile, shaking his outstretched hand with pleasure.

“Likewise. I suppose I should get you to your new house, hey?” Lewis chuckled, brown cap falling down his head slightly as he did so.

“I’d appreciate that,”

“Come on, Jas. We should let Lewis show this girl to her new house.” Shane gave Jas a small, almost unnoticeable, smile as they climbed back onto their feet. “Thank you,”

“They were nice,” Y/N commented as the two people from before left.

“They are. That’s Jas and Shane,” Lewis began speaking whilst leading Y/N towards her new home. “Jas is his goddaughter, very shy but talks a lot once she’s out of her shell. And Shane, well there’s more to him than meets the eye, but I’m sure you’ll figure that one out.”

The two of them walked in a comfortable chatter, occasionally being stopped by the townsfolk to either greet the new villager, or to say hi to Lewis who then introduced Y/N to them anyway. Everyone she had spoken to had seemed extremely kind, not having a single rude thing to say to either of them, some aweing at Luna who was now hidden inside the jacket, fast asleep from the long journey.

“Here we are!”

The house in front of her was small, but it was cute and big enough for herself and Luna. She knew that it only had a single bedroom, something that was to be expected considering her situation. The place seemed as though it had been deep cleaned recently, which was likely.

“It’s pretty, I like it.”

Lewis let out a soft hum, handing her the keys to her new place, “I’m glad! I’ll leave you to get settled in! You should try and meet some people tomorrow, everyone here is friendly; I’m sure you’ll get along well with them all.”

“Thank you, Lewis,”

“Anytime!”

*

The house was cosier than she had expected.

The fireplace was already lit, filling the entire place with warmth during the cold weather. In front of the fireplace stood a couch, placed just on top of a blush rug which Luna gladly hopped onto, curling up into a ball, enjoying the fires heat.

“Get some sleep, Luna.”

The kitchen was neatly laid out. Everything was pressed together whilst still maintaining the comfortable feeling of the house. It was clear that this place was cheap. She couldn’t complain, it was perfect for her; away from her old life, tiny yet comfortable, everything about this place screamed ‘perfect’.

The bedroom was larger than expected, a double bed seated in the middle of the room with a cabinet placed at the end of the frame. Other than that, the place was ready for her to make it her own.

Ditching her suitcase on top of the duvet, Y/N grabbed her shower supplies along with some night clothes and headed towards her new bathroom.

“Here’s to a new life,”

*

Early the following morning Y/N rose to the sounds of birds chirping.

Luna was laid asleep beside her, snuggling into the duvet alongside her owner who was doing the exact same. The unexpected noise didn’t startle her, it simply confused her. Having forgot where she was, Y/N was incredibly confused as to why birds were singing in a dull city.

“Wait,” her voice croaked. “We’re in Pelican Town.”

The sound of her owners’ voice seemed to wake Luna from her own slumber, tongue sticking out to lick the human before cuddling into her warmth, the duvet seemingly not as comfortable as her favourite person.

A silent giggle left Y/N’s lips at the kitten’s actions, hands raising from the cover to stroke the dark fur which Luna seemed to enjoy judging by the soft exhale that she let out, something that simply made Y/N continue her actions.

“Morning you little rascal,”

The two lay in bed for a few more moments, the clock soon hitting 7:00 which was when Y/N decided she should, most likely, get ready for the day having planned to go around town and meet some of the others that live here.

As though she sensed the sudden idea to get out of bed, Luna snuggled further into Y/N as silent plea not to leave just yet; to stay and enjoy the warmth and comfort of the creaky oak bed.

“I know you want me to stay, but I need to meet people,” a soft sigh escaped her lips as she spoke. “I promise I’ll bring back some treats, okay?”

The mention of treats alongside a promise seemed to be all the motivation that Luna needed to get up. Her small frame raised itself up from the warm sheets, dropping herself onto the floor with a soft thud, something that earned a giggle from the human.

“Come on, let me get ready then you can have some treats.”

*

“Be good for me, okay Luna?” Were her final words as Y/N left her new home, locking the door behind her.

The ground was layered with autumn-coloured leaves, the sound of them crunching beneath people’s feet being oddly satisfying to those hearing it. The wind blew threw Y/N’s Y/H/C locks, tossing them into her face which caused an annoyed from to coat her lips as she tugged the strands away, back to their original place.

In the distance, a large building could be seen with a sign that simply read ‘Pierres’ above it. Deciding to head there first in search of treats, Y/N took off with a newfound spring in her step. It wasn’t everyday you get to have a new start in a new town now, is it? A chance to be who she wants to be, without anyone saying otherwise; it was perfect.

“Welcome, you must be new here!” A polite man with glasses greeted from behind the counter. “I’m Pierre, owner of the shop. This is my daughter, Abigail,”

“Hey,”

“Please feel free to have a look for anything you need.” Pierre finished once Abigail had also greeted the newcomer, pointing around at various displays and their signs.

“Thank you,” Y/N gave them both a polite smile, immediately heading towards the pet aisle.

“What’re you looking for?” A soft voice startled her, pulling her away from her search for treats. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m Abigail,” The purple-haired girl, now known as Abigail, introduced herself.

“I’m Y/N. I’m just looking for treats for my cat, Luna, I promised I’d bring her some back.” A blush crawled onto her cheeks, embarrassed at admitting how she talks to her cat as though she was a human, despite knowing many do it.

“I’m sure she’s sweet. The treats are just down here!” Abigail said with a smile, the two of them walking down towards the end of the aisle, determined to find Luna some treats. “I always wanted a cat, my dad would never let us though. Shame really.”

“Cats are great, they can be a pain sometimes though,”

“I’m sure they can.”

It wasn’t long until they finally found what they were searching for, Y/N quickly choosing a pack of treats she was sure Luna would like judging by the flavour; all the items in the store being homemade meant she couldn’t get anything that she would usually buy, not that she was complaining,

“If you ever want to come hang out, I’m usually around here somewhere,” with one final smile, Abigail was heading back to her previous place when Y/N had first entered the store.

After paying for her items, Y/N left with one final waves to Abigail.

*

One long walk later, Y/N somehow found herself seated inside the local saloon with her new friend Abigail who had looked for her, inviting her for a drink with herself and a few other of her friends which they were currently waiting for.

“So, Y/N/N,” the use of the nickname made the named blush. “What made you move to a town like this?”

The question made her freeze, drink still raised slightly to her lips; she was certain that the shock was evident on her face.

Having not had time to come up with a perfectly constructed lie, Y/N simply said the first thing to come to mind, “new start I guess.”

“Makes sense. A nice quiet place where nobody knows you, I wish I were able to do that,”

An internal sigh of relief formed inside Y/N’s mind, relieved to have gotten away with such a short and simple answer; it was something she wasn’t used to. In fact, being able to get away with anything was a miracle in itself.

“I’m sure you’ll be able to someday,”

“I have some good friend, but sometimes I want something new, you know?”

Y/N gave a simple nod, completely understanding what she meant.

The saloons comforting warmth floated throughout the room, the background noise being ignored as the two continued to chatter about anything and everything, Y/N blissfully unaware of the gaze of another drinker fixated on her and her friends.

*

A banging head was what Y/N awoke to the following morning, only made worse by the ringing of her alarm clock which she switched off, a disgruntled groan leaving her lips and she did so. The noise simply made the pain in her head worse, a sigh sounding from her once she realised this. The sun shining through the open window also added to the pain.

Luna meowed from beside her, placing her paw on her owner’s face in an attempt of waking her.

“Sorry,” she apologised to the cat. “Want feeding?”

Feet padding across the cold wooden floor, Y/N headed towards the kitchen, both to take some painkillers and to feed Luna.

A smile crawled across her face as Luna sat at her feet, desperate for her food. Chuckling once Luna darted for the food, Y/N decided to finally get some painkillers to ease the banging pain in her head.

The wooden cabinet stood high in the air, too high for the girl to reach.

“Are you kidding me?” She sighed, attempting to jump to the height of the shelf. “I just want some painkillers,”

It took a few minutes for her to finally give up, a sound of defeat echoing throughout the room. Unfortunately, there was only one chair currently and it was plastic, no way anybody could stand on it without it breaking in two. So there was only one option: give up and suffer, at least until she was able to get some.

“Maybe Pierre’s sells some,”

It was a simple decision, her only idea as a matter of fact, and so she decided to head to Pierre’s and hopefully she’d bump into Abigail.

*

The autumn air was chilly yet still retained some type of warmth within. The leaves were, once again, coating the ground with their coloured patterns, blowing away on an adventure throughout the town. Despite the temperature being colder than she would have perhaps liked, Y/N pressed on, desperately praying that the fresh air would provide, at least some, relief to her head.

“Morning, Y/N,” Abigail smiled upon seeing her enter, evidently not as hung over as she was or maybe she just had painkillers, who knows?

“Hi,”

“You look hung over,”

“I am,”

The two continued to talk whilst searching for something to ease the pain.

“I hate to say this, but I think you’ll have to try Joja Mart,” Abigail sighed. “It’s up the road, just past the blacksmiths, you can’t miss it.”

“Oh, thank you.” Y/N gave one last smile as she left, ready to continue her search for what she needed.

*

Joja Mart was just what she was expecting, bold and flashy; everything she hated. Perhaps the hate stemmed from working for companies similar to this, or maybe she had always hated bold and flashy things, perhaps a mixture of the two. Either way, she had no choice but to go inside and find her painkillers.

The inside of the building was just as bad. Spotless and bright with posters plastered all over the walls advertising their own business, despite the customers having been inside their shop already. It was strange to say the least.

Y/N wandered the aisles of the store, searching high and low for any sign of painkillers; sadly, there were none. At least, not until she reached a shelf in the middle of the store that seemed to hold painkillers. Unfortunately for her, somebody was blocking the shelf.

“Excuse me,” her voice was meek. “Could I get some painkillers please?” Despite her pain, Y/N still mustered up a smile for the man, hoping to ease the clear annoyance on his face.

Wordlessly, the worker grabbed a box for her and gave her it before turning his attention back to stacking the shelves.

“Thank you,”

*

Swallowing the pills with a sip of water, Y/N was looking forward to feeling better again.

It was always fun drinking with friends, but the aftermath was not so fun. Despite all this, it was still worth it, at least in her opinion. Spending time with Abigail, Sebastian and the others of their crew was enjoyable, and it was fun to finally be able to let go and be who she wanted to be, who she is, with other people around her. She had thoroughly enjoyed doing so.

It was nearing late afternoon, the sky darkening and the moon replacing the sun that once sat high in the sky. The masses of people around Pelican Town had faded, leaving only a few lone wanderers to explore the territory; quiet and beautiful.

Deciding to remain outside instead of heading home, Y/N wandered to a place she had found yesterday with her friends.

The bridge was long, holding itself above the water with various wooden pillars below the surface. The water itself was a calming blue, moving steadily down the river, moonlight reflecting from the waves.

A content smile crawled onto Y/N’s lips as she took a seat at the end of the bridge, placing her shoes that she had removed whilst walking here on the ground beside her whilst dipping her, now bare, feet into the warmth of the water.

Time passed, the only reason she knew this was having watched sky darken further until it was a deep shade of blue, bordering on black.

“Hey!” A woman’s voice sounded behind her. “You look like you could use a drink, I’m Pam, and this is Shane.”

Looking behind her revealed both a man and a woman.

The woman was shorter than the man, whom she recognised from when she arrived at the bus stop, with short curly hair and a slightly distorted facial expression which Y/N assumed was caused by alcohol.

Shane looked the same as he was her first day there, blue jacket and green t-shirt keeping him warm and the tiniest bit of stubble covering his chin. He seemed slightly unhappy to be here, even more so when Pam flopped down beside Y/N, dragging Shane with her as she offered them both a drink.

“No thank you,” she politely declined the drink that was held out to her.

“More for me then, kid,” Pam’s voice was slurred, the stench of alcohol leaving her open mouth as she spoke. “What brings you here anyway? I know you’re new around here,”

The same question Abigail asked yesterday, why did everyone seem so intrigued by her sudden appearance? Then again, it’s not like you get many new faces in this town from what she had both seen and heard.

Shane’s attention seemed to be caught by this question, ears wide open to hear her answer but gaze fixated on the bottle of beer in his hand.

“Uhm- “hesitation was evident in her tone, something that only piqued the man’s interest. “I needed a new start.” It wasn’t entirely a lie; a new start was desperately needed for her. “Personal stuff I suppose,” she giggled nervously, running her hand through the warm water.

“Sounds about right, hey Shane?”

Shane wordlessly nodded, raising his beer to his lips to take a sip.

The three of them sat in a comfortable silence, the occasional sound if wind blowing through and the clanking of beer hitting wood being the only sounds that could be heard between them. None of them knew how much time had passed, only that it was nearing midnight.

“I should probably get home; my cat will be hungry.” Y/N sighed, lifting her feet from the water and putting her shoes back on.

“Be a darling Shane and walk her home,” Pam smiled at him, chuckling as Shane rolled his eyes in annoyance yet no remarks left his lips, simply standing up alongside Y/N.

“Come on,” Shane muttered, walking down the bridge with Y/N following quickly behind.

The short walk back home was quiet, Shane ignoring her attempts at making conversation, disregarding them along with a rude comment. It’s not that he wanted to be rude to her, she seemed lovely, but he had to.

His behaviour was confusing to say the least, leaving Y/N worried that she had done something wrong. This thought was clearly written on her face, almost making Shane apologise to her, feeling bad for making her doubt herself but alas he didn’t.

“Uhm- thanks Shane,” despite his rude behaviour towards her, she still offered him a smile. “I appreciate it.” And with that, she headed inside her house.

“Yeah, no problem,” Shane whispered once the door had shut behind her.

*

A few weeks had passed, and Y/N was getting along with most of Pelican Towns residents, especially Abigail and Sebastian who she would definitely say are her best friends with Penny being a close second.

Much to her disappointment, Shane was still quite rude towards her which sucked considering that she found him pretty cute.

“He’s like that with everyone he doesn’t know,” Abigail told her. “Don’t take it personally.”

“I guess,”

Despite all this, she was starting to feel safe and at home here in this small town. It was a small step towards her desired future, but it was one that she was proud of. Baby steps.

It was a quiet Saturday morning, Y/N on a usual morning walk to pick up some food for both herself and Luna. This was a routine for her, one she was used to by now. Less than a month ago she had found herself stuck doing everything for her mother, and now everything she did was for herself and her cat, just the way she liked it.

“Morning, Shane,” Y/N gave the dark-haired man a soft smile, watching as he directed his gaze towards the ground.

“Will you just leave me alone,” he snapped, not enjoying the way her smile dropped slightly before swiftly changing back into a bigger one.

“Sure,”

Shane watched with slight guilt as the girl walked away from him, desperately trying not to let his words get to her.

He knew she was nice. She had helped Jas and Marnie quite a bit in her first few weeks here, but he couldn’t let her get close to him. He didn’t want to ruin her innocence and kindness with his harsh and troubled personality, no matter how much he wanted to talk to her.

He couldn’t apologise.

*

More time passed and Shane found himself missing his, albeit small, interactions with Y/N. Instead of wishing him a good morning, she simply ignored him, staying true to her agreement of leaving him alone.

He would watch out for her of course, silently praying that she would say something, anything, to him so that he could politely reply to her. Nothing was said, not to him at least.

The small smiles and touches she shared with Sebastian at the Saloon irked him for some unknown reason. Shane hated the way Sebastian’s hand brushed hers as he handed her the drink that he had just bought her. The mere sight of Y/N and Sebastian together was enough to ruin Shane’s mood for the rest of the day, especially when they were alone together. It was clear Sebastian liked her as more than a friend, but the question was, why did Shane care so much?

*

The dark nights sky hung high above Y/N, the moon shining brightly alongside it to provide at least some light to anyone who may be out this late. It was a relatively clear night, not many stars littering the sky.

She had skipped meeting up with Abigail and Sebastian to instead sit alone, dipping her feet into the water much like she had done a few weeks before.

She was too deep in her thoughts, that she missed the sound of somebody walking down to sit beside her. It wasn’t until they were sat next to her, that she realised.

“Y/N,” they said.

“I thought you didn’t want me to talk to you, Shane.”

Her words made Shane wince. Despite the words seeming harsh, there was no harshness in her voice.

He hesitated for a moment, before doing what needs to be done.

“I’m sorry,” he sighed. “I shouldn’t have said that to you, you were only being kind. There was no reason for me to be so rude, so I apologise.” His own words made him feel uncomfortable, not used to apologising like this.

“It’s okay, I get it. You’re scared of getting close to people, so you push them away,”

Shanes eyes widened at how accurate her deduction on him was; he didn’t know what to say in response.

“I-“

“You don’t have to say anything, Shane. It’s fine, I forgive you.”

Sincerity laced her tone, words being completely truthful. He didn’t know what to do, so instead he watched her. Her gaze was fixated on the night sky, feet gliding through the clear blue water. She looked truly beautiful.

That’s when it clicked inside his head: he likes her.

“I should get going, it’s late.”

Shane watched as she lifted herself up onto her feet, picking up her shoes soon after.

“Wait,” he called when she began to leave. “Let me walk you home?”

*

And that was how their friendship began.

The pair would greet each other each morning, meeting up in the morning to walk together, Shane going to work and Y/N going for her daily walk. In fact, that’s where they were now.

“It’s a bit chilly, isn’t it?” Y/N giggled, wrapping her arms around her bare arms in a vain attempt to avoid the cold winter air.

Shane glanced at her cold frame, shaking his head slightly. “Should’ve worn some clothes then, shouldn’t you?” His words were clearly a joke whilst he laughed, slipping off the blue jacket covering his own arms, gently placing it around her.

The jacket itself was too big for her. The sleeves fell below her hands and the body buried her body; it was comfy.

“T-thanks,” Y/N smiled, praying that the cold weather had made her cheeks red, hiding the blush that had just formed.

“Don’t mention it,” Shane was praying the exact same thing. “Why aren’t you wearing a jacket anyway?”

“I uhm-“unsure as to what to say, Y/N glanced down at the ground, silence filling the air whilst she fiddled with the sleeves on Shane’s jacket.

“Hey, what’s up?” Shane halted his movement, noticing that Y/N had done the exact same.

Nervously, he walked towards her until he was stood in front of her. She remained still. Shaking his head slightly, Shane raised his hand to her chin, tilting her head to face him. “What is it?”

“I’m not supposed to wear them in winter,” her words were rushed as she immediately tried to turn away from his concerned gaze, but to no avail.

“Why?”

“M-my mum told me not to,”

Shane’s eyes widened at her words, finger unconsciously running across her red cheeks. He had no idea what to say to her, no idea how to comfort her; it was clear that she was getting upset. So he did the only thing he could think of and enveloped her in a tight hug, resting his chin on top of her head, enjoying the way her arms wrapped around his body whilst her head rested against his chest. His hand moved from her back to her hair, wordlessly stroking to hopefully provide some comfort.

Neither of them knew how long they stayed there, both just enjoying the others touch.

“You should get to work,” Y/N said, pulling away from his embrace. “You’re probably already late.”

“Being late is worth it as long as you’re okay,”

*

“Hey, Y/N/N!” Sebastian yelled as he saw Y/N outside Pierre’s, looking at the calendar.

“Hey, Seb,” she smiled sweetly towards the man who gladly returned it. “How’s it going?”

“It’s going,” he chuckled. “Hey I’ve been meaning to ask you something!” Despite his attempts at seemingly calm, it was clear that he was nervous.

“Oh? What’s up?”

“Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to go on a date? … With me…”

Surprise covered Y/N’s face, unsure as to how to react.

Sure, he was nice, but she didn’t like him, not like that.

“I, uh-“her sentence was cut short by another man behind her, someone who had clearly heard the question.

“Let’s go, Y/N,”

“Shane?”

Y/N felt Shane’s hand grasp her arm, the gentleness of the grip contrasting the dark look on his face.

“I-okay?”

And with that, the pair left a confused Sebastian behind.

“Shane, are you okay?” Y/N asked once the two were alone. “You’re kind of scaring me,” her hand reached out to Shane, resting itself on his arm.

“Do you like him?” His voice was merely a whisper, gazing at the ground as though he was too afraid to look at her.

“Well yeah, he’s my friend so of course I like him,”

“No, do you like him?”

“Shane? No, I don’t. I like y-“ Y/N’s eyes widened at her words, realising that she had almost confessed to her crush without thinking. “No, I don’t like Sebastian.”

Shane’s eyes glanced towards her, noticing her blushing cheeks.

She was still wearing his jacket; he could feel the sleeve on his bare arm as he melted into her touch. She looked adorable.

“Good,” Shane sighed, stepping closer to Y/N who was simply confused. “Because then we might have a problem,” his hand rested itself on her blushing cheek which darkened further at the contact.

“What do you mean?” It was her time to avoid looking at him, hoping that the blush wouldn’t get any worse. “I mean, it’s not like we’re anything, so why would we have a problem?”

“Because I like you,”

Y/N’s eyes widened at his confession, gaze darting up to the taller man. “You what?”

“I like you, okay? I have for a while now. If you don’t feel the same, just say and I won’t bother you again.”

Y/N stared wordlessly, unsure of what to say to him.

“Got it, I’ll leave you alone,” Shane’s hand dropped from her cheek to his side, slowly walking away.

“Shane,” she called out to him, only to be ignored. “Shane!” This time she ran towards him, taking hold of his hand to spin him around, lifting herself up to his height to connect their lips.

Her spare hand reached up to his neck, pulling him down to her. The faint taste of beer could be tasted on his chapped lips. Shane’s own hand moved to her cheek, melting into the kiss.

“I like you too,” she whispered against his lips once they pulled away.

Shane simply kissed her again.

[stardewsnail]

✩ Misc Stardew Valley appearance hc ✩

- Sebastian and Maru both have freckles

- Alex’s hair is like that because after puberty it suddenly got curly and he still has no idea how to style it so he just gels the shit out of it

- Elliot has a roman nose with a bumped nose bridge

- Elliot is lanky, every part of him is just a little too long he’s built like slenderman

- Nobody ever guesses Harvey’s height correctly because he always holds himself to appear smaller and more friend shaped (something he does just by nature but also because it’s a manner to set his patients at ease)

- Shane is so broad that people often are surprised to hear that he’s under six foot. He’s got a big presence

- Elliot has a few silver hairs in the mix, he thinks they make him look distinguished

- Shane’s nose has been broken before and now sits just a little off

- Penny is perpetually a little sunburned

- Pam draws on her eyebrows because hers are so blonde they’re nearly invisible

- Robin’s hands are covered in little scars from years of using sharp tools.

- A couple of Sam’s fingers are a lil crooked from breaking them skating

- Harvey can’t grow a beard—it’s a goatee or a mustache. He chose the mustache

- Alex has big hands—like almost weirdly big. It was great for gridball

- Haley and Emily only look alike when you see them with their parents and you can map out the features all four share

[lifeinpelicantown]

NEW STARDEW VALLEY IMAGINES BLOG!

Hi everyone! I have just opened up this blog for Stardew Valley fanfictions, requested or not! Take a look at my posts or please send in a request to get this blog off the ground!

-mod amity

[stardew-imagines-me]

Hello! Can I get Harvey, Shane and Elliot with a very bubbly and happy s/o? Like, not to an annoying point, but it’s definitely noticeable! Thank you so much!! I absolutely love your writing! 💕

Awwe, thank you so much!! 💙💙🥺

Shane

• Shane had a few expectations for his future; 1. Work until he died 2. Drink until he died 3. Die. What he hadn’t really planned was to fall in love with someone the complete opposite of him

- every time you would prounce into town, too early in the morning with some freshly made apple cider and some fruit so he could eat later, it never ceased to blow him away

• it was alarming at first; having someone so close see the world in such a different like from himself, ignoring the struggles of the world and focusing on what was in front of themselves with a hopeful smile

- sometimes, he wondered if he could smile so genuinely like that someday too. With you though, he knew that day was bound to come

• “do you always wake up like a cracked out squirrel?” He asked one day, watching your face drop for a split second and sending you barreling over, laughing ungodly hard

- “what’s that supposed to mean?” You respond, desperately wiping a tear away from your eye. He only shook his head, cracking something of a smirk before biting into the crisp apple you had given him

- “it’s just, you make me happy,”

Harvey

• Harvey often wondered how it was possible for someone to be the embodiment of sunshine, but when he watched you light up a room with just a smile, it suddenly all made sense

- when Harvey was with you, he didn’t worry, he didn’t feel nervous or shaky, he felt stable. You were his happy pill, the only medicine he needed, and for once in his life, he could relax

• “good morning,” you murmur in Harvey’s ear, placing the cup of coffee you made especially for him onto his desk, kissing behind his ear gently

- “you’re an angel,” Harvey hummed, lovestruck as he brought the hot liquid up to his mouth and taking a long sip

- “how is it?” You ask, brushing your hands in his hair as he finishes the gulp. He rests his head back into your hold, enjoying the way you combed with your fingers

- “amazing as always,” ducking down, you kiss his forehead, smiling as he reaches up to meet your hands, “but you know I don’t need it when you’re around,”

Elliott

• Elliott had always written about selfless heroes without capes; a person with no regrets when sacrificing anything for their love, their family or another’s happiness

- of course, these were always stories he knew. In real life, no one was truly as kind hearted and pure as the tales would tell, and it saddened him to no extent

• as time passed though, he found that his writings gradually grew lighter, softer, happier. He found inspiration in blooming flowers and flourishing crops - beauty in straw hats and muddy boots, in hands that could both work tirelessly in plucking weeds and hand feeding young farm animals just as gently

- he could only write about sunshine and loud laughter, bubbly personalities and genuine souls. And when he looked at you, he could feel the blood in his veins rush at the sight of a modern angel without any wings, in exchange for a watering bucket and some pocket change

• “Elliotttttttt,” you whined, pushing away the ink bottle so you could sit on top of his desk, watching the young author immersed in his work

- “what’re you writing about?” You asked, curiously pointing out a few words that seemed a little too familiar. Love, contentment, serendipity

- “I’m writing about you,”

[equestriagirl16]

Y/N: I’m sorry.

Sebastian: For what?

Y/N: *handing him Frozen Tears* For bothering you.

Sebastian: ..well if you think it’s bothering me then why do you keep doing it?

Y/N: …

Y/N: ..I think it’s all I know how to do.

Y/N: I came here ready to start over, I was so excited to see new things and meet new people. That I forgot how bad I am with words..with how it doesn’t feel like I can always tell others how much they mean to me.

Sebastian: You seem to have it pretty well thought out.

Y/N: *chuckle* That’s because it’s all I think about. But I get so busy with work and the farm, trying to make the most out of everything. Being communal just gets tiring.

Sebastian: Preaching to the choir.

Y/N: And when I like people..more than I think I should. Nothings more terrifying than screwing that up so..

Y/N: What’s more full proof than shoving gifts in your faces, without another word.

Sebastian: …

Y/N: And I’m sorry-*hic*

Sebastian: !

Y/N: I’m sorry that I-I’m trying to make you like me-*sniff* I’m sorry that it’s so hard to tell you!*sob*

Sebastian: Hey, but you’re telling me right now aren’t you?

Y/N: But it’s scary, I’m scared. I don’t wanna mess up again! Not after getting to start over!

Sebastian: ..not everything’s going to be perfect. Believe me if everyone could auto reset their lives they would. That’s why we get second chances, and I think your doing a pretty good job with this one.

Y/N: …

Sebastian: Plus I don’t think it’s fair to hate the way you show love. Talking to people everyday sounds excruciating, but you’ve seemed to have found a pretty good way to work around that.

Sebastian: Actions speak louder than words after all.

Y/N: Heh-*sniff* Yeah I guess so.

Sebastian: …

Y/N: …

Y/N: *hands him more Frozen Tears* Thanks for letting me bother you.

Sebastian: Hm, anytime.