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ayyy-pee · 1 year ago

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Center Stage

suguru whimpers as he pounds into you, folds your legs until there’s a knee on each side of your head. you're so good he has to bite back a gasp when your walls squeeze down on him, gripping his cock so fucking hard he sees stars. his eyes roll back when he reaches a hand down to your clit, swollen and sensitive and he feels the sudden gush of your arousal drip down between your bodies. suguru loves how your tight little cunt always takes him so well, how it makes room for him and holds him like it never wants to let go.

every thrust, every roll of his hips, every slap of your skin meeting has suguru leaning down to groan into the crook of your neck. he doesn’t let up, pounding into you like a man possessed. and he is. your pussy makes him insane, makes him want to scream, makes him want to fucking cry.

it feels like heaven in your walls.

suguru loves to look between you, where your bodies connect and see the creamy mess you’ve made on him. fuck he loves how your pussy always makes a mess. it’s one of his favorite things about you.

that and the way your lips part when he pistons his hips a certain way, touches that sweet spot you love. how your head falls back and your back arches when he wraps his thick fingers around your neck, makes you hold his weight as he fucks into you with reckless abandon. the way your little moans fall from that pretty mouth he loves to bury his cock in. he loves all of that.

he loves the way your hands find his hair and you pull. not gentle at all, just the way he likes. you’re as a desperate and fucking needy as he is.

“come on baby. tell me how much you love my cock.” he pleads. he knows you love it. you've told him plenty of times. but suguru also loves to get his ego stroked.

“i love it, ah- fuck, fuck i love your cock!” you whimper beneath him like the good girl you always are. all he ever has to do is ask and you’ll deliver every time. so obedient. it’s why you’re his favorite.

suguru can feel your walls softly convulsing around him. you’re so close. but while your words were good, they’re weren’t good enough. so suguru slows his pace, staring down at you with half lidded eyes. he wants you to do it right.

“pretty girl forgot her manners,” he chides, clicking his tongue. “i love your cock, what?”

he bottoms out with a particularly harsh thrust that has you crying out, your fingers tightening in his tresses and he chuckles, his dick twitching within the confines of your cunt.

“oh fuck! i love your cock master geto”

there it is.

you peer up through your lashes at the man above you and the smug smile on suguru’s lips sends you spiraling over the edge, your orgasm rushing over you, your body shivering as wave after wave hits you. and your sweet lips muttering his formal title, it has him burying his face in your neck again, whining as his hips stutter with every sloppy thrust until his balls tighten.

he grips your thigh hard, high pitched whimpers falling freely from his mouth as his cock stiffens and his hot, white seed fills your twitching pussy. the release has suguru shaking, struggling to hold his weight as your pussy milks him of every fucking drop.

you’re both panting, both catching your breath as suguru kisses you desperately, pressing kisses to your face, to your lips. and he’s still cumming

“m-master geto,” you mutter between kisses. he hasn’t pulled out of you, just keeps rolling his hips into your slowly, softly as he continues to litter your lips and face with kisses.

suguru hums in acknowledgment.

“you’ll be late to session tonight,” you warn him. “you know there will be big donors there. you don’t want to be late.”

ah yes, the work never stops for suguru. he would love to stay here, on the floor of his stage but it wouldn’t be a good look to have his donors and worshippers walk in on you both in the middle of such a salacious act.

and you, his most favorite follower. there's no way in hell allow anyone to leave the room alive if they saw you this way. no, you're meant to be seen by him this way and him alone. even with your current situation, he knows you are loyal to him. so with a hiss, suguru pulls out of you, smirking when he sees the way you pout at the loss of fullness.

cute.

“come and see me after session” he tells you with one last press of his lips to yours. he crawls off of you carefully and fixes his robe. you nod, watching as he exits the room.

he knows where to find you.

suguru always finds you the moment he enters the room, packed with worshippers ready to give themselves to him. and you’re among them, loyal as ever to him, even as you bow politely and pledge yourself to the organization alongside your husband.

#bye i found this in my drafts and it's been there since august LMAO #this would be me if i was in his cult #when did i even write this #i have no memory of this place #unedited because i need to get over my overthinking #suguru geto x reader #suguru geto drabble #geto x reader #suguru geto x you #i love a cheating reader LMAO #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #getou x reader #getou suguru x reader #getou suguru x you #geto suguru smut #cult leader geto #cult leader suguru geto #sorry to my husband

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 3 months ago

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The House Guest 7

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Bucky Barnes

Summary: an old acquaintance calls in a favour, leaving you with an unexpected house guest.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

You’re always wiped out after an episode. After the late-night paralysis, you don’t get much sleep. Your adrenaline dissipates but only leaves you tossing and turning. You surrender to the day as it softly rises through your window.

The mornings don’t come with bright sunshine this time of year. Instead, the gray horizon gets a bit paler. Your head feels just as dull as you emerge from your room, dragging your feet in your well-worn slippers as you rub your eyes.

You yawn as you walk blindly into the kitchen. You go through the automatic steps of brewing your coffee. Last night was strange. And then the open door--

Shoot. You almost forgot. As if he can sense the very thought of him, Bucky appears through the doorway. He pushes back his floppy hair and your eyes catch on his bulging bicep. The ripped tank top is stretched around his burly middle and he wears a loose pair of boxers. He’s entirely shameless.

“Coffee?” He growls.

You nod, “yep.” Your own voice is coarse and dry. You clear it and cross your arms as you lower your chin. You’re not wearing a bra and the morning chill makes that obvious. You shiver and sway as you wait for the drip to finish.

“Mm, you sleep okay?” He asks.

You wince and shrug. “You know, fine.”

“Fine,” he echoes. “You seem pretty freaked out.”

“You remember...” you rub your neck, your other arm still across your chest. “I get sleep paralysis. Really, it’s nothing.”

“Oh, shit, scary stuff.” He comments.

“Mhm, can be. But really, I’m good. It happens.”

You step forward and open the cupboard. You take down a mug, then a second as you peek over at him. He nods in silent gratitude. You close the door and back up.

“Think I’m going to have my coffee outside. Check on the bird feeder,” you say.

“Right...” he says, sniffing as he lingers behind you. “If I’m crowding you, you can just say so.”

“I will,” you assure him.

You pour your coffee and slip past him. It’s as if he makes no move to let you despite his previous sentiment. You stop by your room to get your robe and continue on through the back door.

The crisp air makes the steam of your coffee visible as you come down the steps. The yard is spacious and a low fence lines the barrier before the thicket of trees. You cross the grass, blowing over the cup as you near the hanging bird feeder. It’s empty and crooked on the chain. Damn squirrels. Could be the raccoons too.

You set your coffee down on the old wooden stool and return to the feeder. You focus on fixing it. You finally get it straight and go into the shed to grab the bag of seed. You set it at your feet and scoop out a healthy helping to dump through the roof of the feeder.

There’s a rustle in the trees and strange friction. You ignore it, assuming it’s nothing more than the wind. You really need a new feeder, this thing is going to tip again.

The chain link rattles and you pay no attention to it. The cold seeps up your robe and there’s a sudden thump and groan from the other end of the yard. You look over, expecting a raccoon, but find worse.

A black bear rolls around, trying to find its footing, and you can’t help the scream that erupts from you. You scramble away from the feeder, the sack of seed spilling over as that you just replenished does the same. As you turn toward the house, the back door opens.

Bucky is still in only his tank top and boxers. It doesn’t stop him as he rushes out. “What’s going--”

The bear lets out a growl and you hurry towards the house, “get inside!”

He doesn’t listen. As you reach him, he puts his arm behind you and urges you on, “lock the door.”

“Bucky, you can’t--”

“This thing’s gonna be at the backdoor all day if I don’t,” he snarls.

“Bucky--”

“I said get inside,” he rolls his shoulders and snaps his metal arm with a flex.

You don’t have the courage to refuse. It’s not just the bear’s growling, but his. He’s blunt and a bit monotone, but that lilt in his voice is dangerous.

You go inside and close the door. You hurry into the bedroom and look through the window as you hear Bucky shouting. You see him waving his arms at the bear, then stretching them out as if he’s about to grapple the beast.

“Hey, go! Get!” He tries to herd the bear along the fence, “Get outta here!”

You watch wide-eyed. He’s going to get himself killed. He grabs a log of split wood from against the shed and hurls it at the bear. It hardly flinches as it roars and charges him. You cry out as Bucky barely dodges out of the way.

He’s fast. Faster than you’ve ever seen someone move, yet it all moves in slow motion. They chase each other around. Bucky trying to lure the creature back into the bush and the bear swiping and charging.

When they clash, you hit the window. Shit. He’s a maniac!

You rush back out, not think and burst out the back door. Neither notice you as they have each other in a death lock. Bucky has his arm around the bear’s thick neck and the bear claws at his torso.

You take the feeder poll and pull it from the ground. You swing without hesitation and hit the bear in the snout and it roars. Bucky throws his weight back and both of them fall onto the ground. The roll together in a cluster of man and bear.

You strike again. This time you hit the bear’s paw as it swipes at Bucky, then its shoulder. Again and again.

“I said... get... inside,” Bucky grits through thick breaths.

“You’re going to get killed.”

“I’ve faced worse,” he sneers and brings his metal fist down on the bear’s head.

The bear yipes and unlatches from the man. He rolls over, wobbling on his furry legs, and bounds for the fence. He runs through it, bending the poles as he plunges back into the wilds.

You grip the feeder, the house ruined and the metal pole warped. You bend over to catch your breath as Bucky gets to his feet. He clucks and turns to stare out into the forest.

“You should have a bigger fence.”

“Gee, thanks,” you stand straight.

“You’re welcome,” he says. You glance at him. He’s almost smirking. You shake your head as he faces you. “Told you I could handle it.”

“You think,” your eyes skim down to the dark stain forming across his tanks top. The fabric is shredded along with his side.

“Paper cut,” he looks down.

“Are you serious? I’m calling an ambulance,” you toss the pole and turn to head inside. He catches your arm before you can leave.

“I don’t need it.”

“You’re bleeding all over,” you avoid looking at the gashes again. The claw marks make your nauseous.

“Listen, doll, I had my arm torn off my body. I can handle it. I need towels and rubbing alcohol. Oh, and beer.”

You stare him in the face, too scared to look anywhere else. His grip keeps you locked in place. You shudder and heave a breath.

“Fine, but don’t get blood all over my floors.”

“How compassionate,” he lets you go and puts his hand to his side. “We both know an ambulance would take too long up here.”

You nod and turn back to the house again. You offer no argument;0 you don’t have one. Even if he is being stupidly stubborn, he’s right. It would take at least an hour to even hear the sirens.

#bucky barnes #dark bucky barnes #dark!bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #series #drabble #the house guest #winter soldier #captain america #avengers #mcu #marvel

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reallyromealone · 1 year ago

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DAY 🎃SEVENTEEN🎃 DOUBLE PENITRATION - NAGA! Sephiroth

Warnings

Male reader, bottom male reader, two penises, egg laying, I should have made Sidon this day ffs, biting, drugging kind of?

(Name) was facinated as he walked through the shrouded jungle, the young man was on the search of a plant for his research and this forest was the prime location of this seemingly elusive plant.

"HOLY-" (Name)s foot catching on a root and before he knew it he was tumbling down a hill "damn it..." He whispered in pain as he got up, thankfully his satchel was in tact along with its contents "replacing the magnifying glass would be a pain..." He whispered as he got up and dusted himself off, he was deep within the jungle, trees high up and endless "well I didn't come here to quit.

What he wasn't expecting was sharp eyes to follow him, a twelve foot long obsidian iridescent tail slithering through the plants as the Naga watched the adventurer closely.

Sephiroth liked this human.

He would be his mate.

"Not what I'm looking for but you are a Beauty" (name) crouched before a rare flower "you beauties have seeds thankfully so I don't have to take all of you" he said pulling out a pair of scissors from his bag and clipped a plant and pressed it into his flower book, tightening the strap over it to keep it secure "there" he said pleased, he loved pleasant surprises.

But what (name) forgot is that the flower released a gas when cut that could knock out an elephant for a few hours.

The last thing he remembered was silver hair strong arms.

(Name) grunted as he woke up, candles lighting the cave he was in as he sat in a nest of sorts "what the..."

"Ah you have awoken" a voice rang out and (name) looked to see a tall man...wait "A Naga?" He went that deep to manage to get into naga territory?

"You didn't eat me?" (Name) blurted out, normally Nagas would attack then eat "why would I eat my mate?"

What.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little confused--- I'm not your mate" he said awkardly "first off I'm male and second I'm human, can't exactly be a mate"

"Humans make excellent mates, I could smell you from miles away, you are mate" Sephiroth said simply and slithered around (name) "pretty mate..."

(Name) tried not to blush at the contact "I-I can't be your mate, I'm a researcher in the village..."

"Research here, I'll help you find that plant" Sephiroth kissed his neck and (name) tried not to blush at this beautiful man-snake, the scales that framed his cheekbones and his abs... Are all Nagas this beautiful?

"O-oh!" (Name) yelped as the Naga nipped at a sensitive part of his neck "my human is sensitive..." He chuckled and (name) pouted "what's your name human?"

"(N-name)... What's yours" he said as if he didn't have a halfie in his pants "Sephiroth..." He said simply "my mate has a pretty name" the silver haired man said, telling the human pretty words to convince him.

Nagas were bigger than humans as Nagas were predators to things like cows and humans depending on the Naga clan.

"So what do you...o-oh god!" His hips bucked as the Naga palmed his pant covered cock "A-alrighty..." Who was (name) to deny getting fucked by a handsome Naga who looked at him like he was his everything?

Nagas had an ability to draw people close, not quite hypnosis but more pharamone related and was usually used for hunting but in sephiroths case it was to calm his pretty human who melted into his touch, he was so willing already.

So docile... So bendable...

Sephiroth removed the annoying fabric and (name) shivered at the cold air against his cock "already? You humans are so needy..."

Sephiroth stroked his cock, firm and slow as (name) let out small moans and pants "I haven't even mated you get and you're already undone, cute"

Sephiroths other hand tugged and played with (name)s nipple, poor (name) choking as he moved his head to give him more space to kiss and suck.

"Close..!" (Name) panted as he thrusted into Sephiroths hand to try and get some more friction "n-no!" He cried as Sephiroth removed his hand from his cock "please please!" He begged but the Naga just tutted "behave human, I will give you what you desire" his fangs scraping (name)s neck before using his tail to manover (name) who was entangled in it and his cute ass before the Naga "I'll make sure you are more than satisfied, filled with my clutch..."

(Name) was dizzy as he let the Naga do as he desired, gasping as a thick tongue circled his rim before pushing in "o-oh god..." (name) clung to the thick tail, feeling the muscles move throughout it as Sephiroth began stretching him out with his tongue, hitting every spot within (name).

"Please... Need it" (name) whispered as his body shook at each thrust, god if this is what his tongue could do Imagine..."two?" He said hazily as he saw two cocks amerge from slit "to ensure proper mating, ones for fertilizing and ones for eggs.." Sephiroth said moving (name) so his back was against Sephiroth chest "gonna fuck your tight little human hole twice to make sure.."

(Name) was hypnotized as he stared down the two twin cocks that had ridges that would hit the best spots "both.." (name) whispered "gimmie both.." (name)a eyes were dilated fully and Sephiroth looked curious "you humans are kinky little things..." He grinned and lined them up "you asked for it..."

When pushing in, (name) struggled to calm down and tears built up "do you trust me?" Sephiroth asked and (name) could barely focus as he nodded and before he knew it Sephiroth bit into his neck, pain rushing through him before his body relaxed and pleasure filled his being "hah...what...?" He said as the Naga slowly bottomed out "my venom works as a setative of sorts, you couldn't relax...so..."

"Feels good.." (name) said and yelped as Sephiroth began thrusting, slow and deep before picking up speed, the stretch delicious and both cocks hit every spot that could be hit "fuck!" He cried as he let the other fuck him like a doll, hooking his arms under the humans legs and pounding into him.

"yesyesyes!"

"M-more!"

"Please fuck! Oh god!"

(Name) moans echoed through cave and Sephiroth used his tongue to tongue fuck his mouth as the two felt themselves grow close "mh!" (Name)s body shook as he felt hard objects shoot inside him along with got semen, his own cum shooting on his chest and sephiroths tail "fuck..."

He barely remembered passing out again, letting the Naga take him deeper within the cave.

He couldn't even bring himself to be mad.

#kinktober 2023 #sephiroth x male reader #sephiroth x reader #naga #smut #final fantasy 7 x reader #final fantasy 7 x male reader #ff7 x male reader #ff7 x reader

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crystlizabeth · 1 year ago

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Fucking your ex-boyfriend’s dad because he cheated on you..

Filthy smut

˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.

ex-Bfd!price was a little surprised to see you at his door in the middle of the night not to mention the mascara running down your pretty little face. There you sat on the couch your hand on your lap as you explained to him how his son had cheated on her.

ex-Bfd!price didn’t think twice when you asked him to fuck you.. having your body spread out on his bed as he kiss your body so gently trading every curve on you

“Yeah Angel, let me hear this pretty little sounds..” she praised his fingers sliding in and out of your wet fold his mouth working at your nipples the feeling of this beard causing you to shiver.

Kissing down your body his head slipped in between your thighs his large hands gripping the the fat of your thighs as he let his tongue work on your pussy. Your were so wet god, he could stay down there for days having you shaking and stammering his name. He wanted to make sure you never forgot his name. He continued To eat you out your arousal all over his face as you came to another orgasm your thighs smothering him.

“Good girl, you wanna come for me again.” He spoke coming up from in between your legs his face getting close to yours his beard having a slight glistening to it form yourself. You nodded feeling his hand ghost over your sensitive pussy price gave her a light slap to the cunt causing you to yelp.

“Common I wanna hear you Angel.” He said his lips kissing you softly before kissing down your neck setting himself between your legs.

“Mmm— please fuck me John.” You whined price grabbed your face harshly making you look as him.

“Say my name baby common..” he groaned his cock twitching by how his name rolled of her tongue. That filthy fucking tongue.

Slapping her face lightly he mocked your cries out for his cock to fill you up. You where falling apart under him your body shaking In pleasure “let me fuck you silly Angel say my name so you forget (exbf name)..” he cood his hand moving your hair out of your face.

So he did your legs over his shoulder as he bullied your cunt, you cried out his name with every thrust. Lifting himself up he keep your knees to your chest thrusting into you harshly by then you had started babbling he had fucked your silly. And amused smirk and price watched your tits bounce with every thrust.

“Atta girl, takin’ me so well huh.” Price praise coming down to kiss your forehead, his hand resting on the back of your head is pace never changing.

“Jo—John im-I’m gonna cum.” You cried out in a fit of moans.

His forehead touching yours “common Angel cum f’ me.” He groaned reaching his high.

“Please— please cum in me, I want you— to f’ me..” you babbled. You were so cock drunk but price wasn’t gonna give up the chance to fill your precious cunt up with his load.

Few more thrust and you both came together his thick load filling you up making you moan in the process you could feel him and hit thick seed fill you to the brim, he pulled out slowly watching his cum drip out of you.

“Yeah, oh fuck yeah Angel~” he cuckled watching at the white liquid spilled out of your puffy cunt.

“Take a picture John.” You whispered leaning up on your elbow, he leand over grabbing his phone snapping a picture only the bottom half of your face your tongue sticking out teasingly. Yeah he was gonna keep that.

He sent it to his son the text with the picture saying ‘cant wait to see you for dinner tomorrow. I know I just enjoyed my dessert!😁’

Throwing his phone to the side he continued with you he wasn’t done with you.

Not yet.

˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.

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mishietishie · 2 months ago

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行かないでくれ。Please, don't go.

Trueform!Ryomen Sukuna x elder!Reader

Tags: Angst with no comfort, ooc Sukuna, Sukuna calls reader 'wife' so fem-alligned!reader ig?, dementia and death

A/N: So like I had a depressive episode and now I want you all to suffer

It was a quiet summer afternoon. You were perched under your favorite sakura blossom tree. Your husband, Ryomen, was sat right next to you, his four eyes closed and your hands in his, fingers intertwining.

You had just scattered some seeds on the ground for the ducks to eat. Now you were looking as they pecked on them, a smile on your wrinkled face. You could hear a huff next to you, and when you turned to look at your husband, you were met with his crimson gaze on you, a half smirk on his face.

"You should stop feeding them. They're fat enough as is."

You rolled your eyes at that, leaning your head against his broad, tattooed shoulder. Your boney thumb caressed the back of his hand out of habit.

"You always say that. They're not even fat."

Ryomen let out a 'tsk', one of four his hands coming to rest at your head against his shoulder, caressing your soft, grey locks

"Yes they are, wife."

It was a routine the two of you have established, you would always be sitting under the same sakura blossom and converse while you fed the ducks. One day, you were both sat under it again. But this time, you didn't scatter seeds like you usually did. Ryomen hummed, brushing your silver locks through his fingers.

"Hmph, finally decided they were fat enough, haven't you, wife?"

You looked around a bit before looking up at your husband, as if making sure he was talking to you despite the fact you were alone.

"Ducks? What ducks? I don't see any."

The salmon haired curse looked down at you with a raised brow, clicking his tongue before replying with a grumble in his voice

"The ducks you feed everyday, obviously. Don't play games with me, woman"

That just seemed to confuse you even more. You don't exactly recall feeding any ducks.

"Ryomen, I think you hit your head, I never fed any ducks."

Your husband had to hold back a remark. It was strange that you forgot something you do daily. But he could sense you weren't lying, so how was it possible? Unless..

The King of Curses cleared his throat, gently rubbing your side with another arm

"It's getting late, let's go inside, wife. Uraume made your favorite."

Your eyes brightened a little at the mention of your favorite food. A smile spread over your wrinkled lips. Your frail, boney arms went to use Ryomen as your support, your legs shaking as you slowly got up. Once you did, your husband handed you your cane and supported your back with hand, stabelizing you.

After a delicious lunch with your husband, you were sat on the bed. Your eyes gazed through the room, as if in a trance. When Ryomen entered the room, he noticed you mindlessly gazing. He sat next to you on the bed, looking down at you.

"Ryomen, where am I?"

When that question left your lips, The Cursed King's eyes widened slightly. Forgetting a part of your daily routine is one thing. But forgetting where you are is something he wasn't hoping for. He let out a sigh, placing his hand over yours

"You're home, wife. In our bedroom."

Your mouth went into an 'o' shape, realizing slowly where you were

"Oh, what was I going to do?"

Ryomen breathed out through his nose in slight irritation. Not because of your question, but because of the reason why you were asking those questions.

"You were.. about to take a nap, wife."

His arms went to slowly lift your legs up once he said that, draping the covers over your wrinkly, old body. Once you were properly tucked in, he pressed his lips against your forehead, kissing it softly.

"Rest well, wife."

He mumbled before slipping under the covers next to you, holding your body close to his with a gentleness that he had achieved over the years of being married to you.

Day by day, your forgetfulness had gotten worse. During breakfast, you didn't recognize his loyal servant and cook, Uraume. When he brought you to the koi pond you loved so much, you didn't look at it with the same fondness as before.

Despite Ryomen's distaste for humans, except you, he had brought you to a doctor, who said you had an 'umbrella disease' called dementia. Which made you forget little and big things from your daily life. When Ryomen asked if there was any cure, the doctor shook his head. It made your husband's non-existent heart drop, the bit of hope he had for his wife to be 'cured' was gone.

But he stood strong.

Everyday, he would do small activities with you, like going on a picnic date. Not just for your joy and happiness, but also for the small thread of hope he had that maybe you'll remember some things from the past, like the outings to festivals you two always had.

But alas, just as the doctor said, much to his dismay, you never could remember. You just kept forgetting, and forgetting. It was a part of the life of a mortal.

One quiet evening, you were sat on your favorite reading chair next to the fireplace, reading a book. Atleast you didn't forget that, Ryomen thought, who was sat on his own chair next to you. Your hands were held together, fingers intertwined. At a certain moment, the silence was interrupted by your voice, whispering softly.

"Ryomen.."

The pink-haired curse looked to the side. Your book was shut closed on your lap, and you were staring at the fireplace. His brows furrowed as he went to kneel infront of you, his thumb caressing the back of your hand

"Yes, wife? What is the matter?"

You breathed in deeply, your eyelids heavy and your lips quivering ever so slightly as you breathed back out

"I love you.."

It was at that moment that The King of Curses realized that your cursed energy had faded away, like sand escaping through his fingers. He couldn't feel your heart beating, and he couldn't feel your warmth anymore.

You had left him.

And he couldn't even tell you he loved you back.

#mishietishie #writers on tumblr #jjk #jjk x reader #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #angst #angst no comfort #angst no happy ending

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moutainrusing · 4 months ago

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keeper

730 words, no warnings, @dorlenemicroficprompts

“Morning, love.” Marlene heard Dorcas’s voice in front of her, just as she was mid-yawn with sleep sticking to her lashes.

Flushing in embarrassment, Marlene quickly shut her mouth and rubbed her eyes. “Um, hi,” she stuttered.

Dorcas smiled in amusement, “Happy Valentine’s,” and presented Marlene with a gift, to which Marlene gaped at her, mouth opening and closing as she decided on which thought to voice first.

Eventually, she settled on, “I fucking love you,” and threw her arms around Dorcas.

“Hmph,” Dorcas jumped in surprise, moving the gift out of the way and wrapping her other arm around Marlene. “Careful,” she mumbled into Marlene’s hair. “You’ll break the jar.”

Marlene withdrew from the hug with a raised eyebrow, hands still on Dorcas’s shoulders. “So I can’t hug you because you care more about a jar than me?”

Dorcas shrugged jokingly, lips curving upwards, “I mean, you forgot it was Valentine’s, didn’t you?”

Marlene spluttered indignantly, “No!” And then sheepishness took over her offence as she remembered, “Well, I mean… Valentine’s isn’t as important to me as you are and I think we should celebrate us everyday.” As an afterthought, she added, “Sorry for forgetting…”

“S’okay,” Dorcas shook her head fondly, pulling Marlene back into a hug. “I don’t think it’s important either, I just wanted to give you something funny.”

Marlene grinned, taking the jar from Dorcas. “I love it, and I will,” she laughed, eyes scanning the words, ‘EAT ME, HOT STUFF,’ written across a jar of harissa, a North African chilli pepper paste which Marlene adored. She remembered trying couscous at Dorcas’s house, and the Meadowes had mixed it with this extraordinary paste, hitting Marlene’s taste buds exquisitely, burning the back of her throat and leaving a herbal sensation sticking to her tongue, garlic and citrus and smoky pepper, a thick, smooth then crunchy texture between her teeth, cumin and coriander seeds bursting against the walls of her mouth, as if she were containing some fiery explosion within herself.

Dorcas’s mum had shown her how to make it, pounding the ingredients to a paste by hand, even allowing Marlene to try each ingredient on its own to see how the flavours came together. Then with Dorcas’s dad, Marlene had created several dishes all using their beloved harissa, a gift from mother nature and Earth, and now from Dorcas, her world.

“Thank you,” Marlene injected sincerity into every letter. She’d been missing harissa since the week she’d visited Dorcas over Christmas break, like she could feel it lingering in the air but just out of reach from her tongue. Harissa gave her the same kick that kissing Dorcas did, and that was really saying something. Oh, and kissing Dorcas after eating harissa! Best thing ever. Tasting her favourite food on the tongue of her lover.

Dorcas pressed a chaste kiss to Marlene’s lips, gone as soon as she was there, the soft whisper of, “Anything for you,” fading into the air. Marlene wanted to repeat the sentiment back to Dorcas, but then Dorcas was back to conversational, saying, “Your last class today is Arithmancy, right? I’ll meet you there,” Dorcas nodded with a wink, walking back to the Slytherin table as Marlene stared at her back in awe.

Dorcas had given her the best Valentine’s gift. Dorcas was the best. Dorcas remembered what class she had last. Dorcas was the best. Even though Dorcas’s last class was Potions, with quite a journey to Arithmancy, Dorcas was still meeting Marlene there. Dorcas was the best.

From beside her, having watched the whole interaction, Lily nudged Marlene. “She’s a keeper!” she whisper-yelled into Marlene’s ear with a sing-song lilt.

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“Marlene!” Sirius squawked in horror. “Are you putting chilli paste onto your toast?!”

“Yup,” Marlene beamed, the entirety of her breakfast coated in a thick layer of harissa. She inhaled it blissfully, and smirked at Sirius, “Only people made of hot stuff can handle it.”

Sirius scowled, grumbling at his weak spice tolerance. “I am hot stuff,” he argued. “Remus gave me this for Valentine’s day.” He held up a scented candle with the words, ‘BLOW ME, HOT STUFF,’ written across it.

From the top of his cup of tea, Remus met Marlene’s eyes and smiled lightly, confirming that he and Dorcas collaborated over gift ideas. Marlene snorted, then almost choked on the burning sensation of harissa in her nostrils.

#marauders #dorlene #dorlene microfic #dorlene fic #dorlene fanfiction #marauders girls #dorcas meadowes #marlene mckinnon #dorcas x marlene #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #marauders fanfiction #marauders microfic

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tobybestupid · 1 year ago

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heyyy i think i already req this before but i can’t remember so ill just send it again just in case x

could u do tommy and nikki both being submissive and dominant reader and readers just dominating the shit outta them and making them cry and not letting them cum while she takes turns riding them <33and they beg and whining

Yes, you did and I'm so sorry i completely forgot about it! :(

So- so good.

Terror Twins x Reader

Tw: smut, hair pulling, edging, submissive Nikki + Tommy, whiny boys, crying, dominant reader, porn with 0 plot, fem reader, unsafe sex, creampie.

Tommy and Nikki were cuddling next to each other, they'd just got done railing the living fuck out of you.

You were curled up next to Tommy, humming quietly. You quickly moved yourself onto his lap and began grinding against him gently, Tommy looked up at you confused.

"Hmm? Horny, again, you just want me pounding in and out of you again?" He'd giggle, rubbing your sides.

"Nah, kinda wanna dominant you..and Nikki, see how whiny ya can get?" You whispered, making Tommy's face flush red.

Nikki looked as you as you began to grind on Tommy's lap, making him whimper softly as he bucked his hips upwards.

"Hmm...stop, be a good boy and take ya' pants off..hm?" You'd ask in a soft tone

Tommy nodded as he slipped his pants off rather quickly, you gave Nikki a quick look and he did the same; taking his pants off and tossing them on the ground. You began to jerk off Tommy, rubbing his tip and making him moan at your touch. Nikki tried grabbing your other hand and you flicked his hair away.

"Be a good boy, be patient huh?" You'd ask in a gentle tone, making Nikki whine as he watched you continue to jerk off Tommy. Moans spewed from his mouth as his tip leaked out clear buds of pre-cum, he was whimpering and begging for your pussy. You rolled your eyes as you moved over to Nikki's lap, begining to do the same to his poor cock.

Nikki groaned softly as his cock began to get more stiff, bucking his hips up into your hand. You quickly pulled your hand away, giving him a displeased look.

"Patience, huh? Ever heard of that Nikki?" You said, going back to Tommy and began rubbing his tip.

"Huh- not fair!" Nikki whined as he stared at you and Tommy, he whined like a poor dog in heat.

Nikki let out a somewhat annoyed growl noise, obviously pissed off. Tommy meanwhile was moaning and whimpering, you could tell he was close so you pulled your hand away, and put your hand back on Nikki's.

This contuied for the next 6 minutes, then you pulled your underwear off and tossed them on the ground. You sat on Tommy's lap and rubbed your wet cunt against his tip, he moaned as you tugged at his long black locks. He threw his head back as he whined at your teasing, you contuined to rub you cunt against his thick tip before moving over to Nikki. You watched as Tommy got annoyed, and needy; so tears filled his eyes as he frowned. You began to do the same to Nikki, his moans filled the room as well as Nikki's whining.

"Please- please let me...me cum...God- fuh-fuck...fuck me- please!" Nikki grumbled and whimpered as you tugged his hair before letting his cock fill you all the way.

You moaned gently as Nikki whimpered and tried railing you like a poor dog in heat.

"Knock that off." You said, quickly getting off of him as you moved to Tommy and began the same.

Tommy moaned softly, letting you do whatever you wanted to him.

"Seeeee? Tommy's being a good boy..huh, can't you do that too?" You teased Nikki, tugging at Tommy's hair gently as a tear ran down his cheek, his cock was throbbing within your cunt. He needed that oh so sweet release, badly.

Nikki grumbled as you rode Tommy, eventually mumbling to him that he could cum, and he did. He filled you up with his warm seed. Tommy whimpered as you got off, his cum spilling out of you slightly.

"You gonna be good now Nikki?" You asked, kissing Tommy's cheek and ruffling his hair gently before sitting on Nikki's lap.

"Mhm, ye-yeah- I'll be good..I'll be so- so good.." Nikki mumbled out as you slowly sat on his dick, letting it fill you up entirely as he let out a guttural groan. You bounced on his cock gently, his cock already throbbing as he whined and cried gently. You bounced quicker and tugged as his hair, Tommy watched as he kissed Nikki on the cheek and rubbed his back.

"C'mon...cum baby, you wanna fill me up too hmm?" You asked- more like teased. He nodded quickly as you bounced more, he was panting heavily before he quickly groaned and came in your cunt.

You moaned softly as you pulled yourself off of him, cum spilling from your cunt.

"God...damn.." Nikki mumbled, his tear stained cheeks made him so gorgeous. You kissed both of the boys before laying between them.

#x reader #80s rock #mick mars #nikki sixx #mötley crüe #tommy lee #vince neil #mick mars x reader #tommy lee x reader #nikki sixx x reader #vince neil x reader #terror twins x reader

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the-muppet-joker · 9 months ago

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Adam's Second Sin

Warnings: Adam (the Bible) x Joker x Kermit, breeding kink, discussion of God's hypocricy, muppet hole

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Adam screamed in frustration. How was he meant to populate the earth without Eve? As much as he despised her, he yearned to spread his seed across the land and just... BREED. He balled up his fists into his hair, lost in thought, when suddenly... A rustling from the bushes, with a hushed, crazed laughter and an amphibious-sounding moan.

"Shhh... Kermit, you have to keep it down, darling~ or the very first man will hear us... or is that what you want, you filthy exhibitionist <3"

Adam's errection perked up, listening. "I think I have found something worth breeding," he thought.

He pounced like a lion into the bushes, gasping at what he saw. Another man... how could this be? He had so recently been cast from the Garden of Eden, and believed after vowing to part ways with the traitorous Eve that he would never see another human again. But here, on the ground, was the Clown Prince of Crime himself. And what was this...?

Pinned below Joker, face-down in the lush grass between the bushes, was a blushing, drooling muppet. Joker's white hands were wrapped around the frog's green felt wrists, and what intruiged Adam even more... was the clown's white member pumping deep into Kermit's tight hole. Adam gulped.

Kermit's eyes met Adams and he stuttered, trying to alert Joker to their intruder. However, Joker's throbbing cock was so thick and felt so delicious in his hole, that he very quickly forgot how to speak and instead whined like a whore, twitching under the green-haired man.

"Ahem," said Adam. Joker lept up in suprise, jumping back just as he began to cum. White, milky ropes of seed burst from him like a firework, painting the grass below as well as Kermit, whose empty hole twitched around nothing as he wailed im despair. Joker's seed had miraculously missed Kermit's hole, despite splashing nearly everywhere else.

Joker's cock softened as his eyebrows raised. He grinned with his beautiful red lips and his shining white teeth. Like a shark's, with eyes just as predatory.

"Well I'll be damned! The father of humanity, come to watch our lovely display. I suppose we should be honored," the clown purred. "Perhaps we should call you Daddy? Ha, simply a joke. That is why they call me the Joker," Joker explained.

"Oh," said Adam. He considered this. He considered his lust, his primal need to breed, and the considerably breedable muppet lying painted in white on the ground.

Adam considered God. He wondered what motivation his Father had when creating him. What was Adam's purpose? Eden had been a paradise, but there was no meaning there. He was always destined to sin. Perhaps that was the reason God could never look him in the eyes. He was not the firstborn. He was the lamb to be sacrificed so that all of humanity would be allowed to live, to love, and to fail. And then to be condemened for their predestined failure. Adam realized he was created to sin and pass that sin onto humanity.

Well, so be it, Adam thought. I will sin on the outskirts of Eden. I will fuck this muppet until he is pregnant.

He nodded to himself resolutely. He turned to Joker, who had one eyebrow raised and a half-hard cock.

"No. Do not call me Daddy. I am your equal... may I please breed your beautiful muppet?"

Joker laughed in surprise, turning to Kermit who was still writhing and moaning on the ground. "Kermit? What do you think, darling?"

Kermit looked up, "Y-yes. Please..." he croaked.

Adam was rock hard and ready to fuck. Not make love, no there was no love left inside of him. It had been taken alongside his rib.

The man positioned himself behind Kermit, dragging the tip of his length alongside Kermit's pulsing, wet hole. "Gods... Kermit, I see why Joker was so worked up and excited," Adam growled, pushing in to the hilt.

"Fuck! Adam!" Kermit screamed.

Adam pumped into him, deep and hard, animalistically.

"Fuck.. Kermit.. Ah, hah, yes, hahhh~"

Joker was softly chuckling and stroking his member at the sight of his lover being pounded into with such vigor. What a view, he mused.

"OOOOHHHhh, Adam~" Kermit moaned like a prayer.

Kermit was fucked so hard that his moans began to sound instead like a beautiful song, familiar to Adam. He came with tears in his eyes, nearly roaring when he did so. His salty seed felt different to Kermit, but he came as well despite the different feeling causing him to wish it was Joker's cum inside him.

As Adam pulled out, a single string of cum connected his cock and the delicious, overflowing hole.

"Now he is pregnant with my child," Adam stated grimly. He feared what human-muppet hybrid would be spawned by this affair, a fear that earlier had been quelled by his lust.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by Joker's insane laughter and Kermit's weak giggle. "What!" Adam demanded.

"Muppets," Kermit laughed, full of cum, "can't get pregnant, silly."

"WHAT?" Screamed Adam. "Then how will I repopulate the earth? Somebody needs to be impregnated!"

"And someome certainly will..." said Joker, approaching with his errection approaching first.

The clown winked at the human. "Tell me, darling, what do you know about mpreg?"

To be coninued

#adam x joker x kermit #kermit joker writes #happy birthday kermit

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lizzieislife94x · 11 months ago

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Damn It! Pt.2 (e.o)

Requested <3

LizzieG!PxFem Reader

Couple of people wanted a pt.2 so here ya go 😇

Y/ns POV:

I hold my stomach stopping all movements as I feel slightly nauseous the feeling quickly passing "y/n hello y/n!" I'm snapped out of my thoughts with a worried looking lizzie "yeah I'm ok just a second of not feeling good it's passed" I smile reassuring her with my hand on her cheek and a gentle kiss on her lips "thank you for your concern miss olsen" I tease with a smirk as she bites her lip "behave" she whispers pulling me close her lips ghosting mine "that's a bit hard miss olsen when you do things like this" I whisper closing my eyes waiting for to kiss me my wait very short as her lips come crashing against mine "I'm so glad you decided to fuck me last month work has become better than it ever was" I grin as she slaps my ass "even though I make you cum like a slut I still need you to get that sexy little ass in gear and go grab the files from debs on the 5th floor princess" I nod and bite my lip "ok mommy" I say as I turn and walk towards the door a sudden dizzy feeling taking over me as my body sways suddenly going limp "fuck that was close what happened y/n are you ok talk to me babe" I come round to a panicked teary lizzie "I'm ok I don't feel so good though " I mumble as she looks at me relief washing over her as she quickly helps me up carrying me to the couch laying me down gently "you scared me honey" she whispers kissing my head "I feel weird should I be scared, I felt sick about half an hour ago" lizzie plays with my hair "do you take funny turns when you're due your periods honey" I look at her and shake my head "no I never have any issu... oh fuck" I say a little to loud scaring lizzie "what" I sit up holding my stomach "my period should have been here almost 3 weeks ago" I say as I completely forgot about them "wait sick and dizzy no period, fuck" I look at her and frown "you knocked me up you horny fucker" I say as I slap her leg she looks at me shocked before standing up "hey it takes 2 to make a baby" she laughs "you wanted to fill me if you remember " I say standing up walking towards her my arousal starting as I think about our first time "I told you I wasn't on birth control" she looks like a deer in headlights as I try not to laugh pushing her onto the couch "so yes you are the horny fucker who couldn't keep it in her pants" with that I climb ontop of her surprised to feel her hard cock pressing against my covered cunt "now I'm litterly full of your seed carrying your child" I whisper against her lips as I feel her cock throb "fuck I can't lie I'm really fucking happy" she confesses as I kiss her, her hands wrapping around me as it quickly turns heated "fuck me mommy" I pant against her lips as quickly flips us pressing my back against the couch "no no no.. mom..my" I moan "I want to be on top I wanna slide down your dick then you can take over" I grin as she stands pushing her pants and boxers down "anything for you sweetheart" she quickly sits as her cock stands hard the sight making me wetter "come sit on mommy's cock sweetheart "

I bite my lip as I climb over her a leg at each side of her leg as her cock tip brushes against my core "fuck I always forget how big you are mommy " I whimper as she helps line her dick up with my entrance "there you go baby sit like a good girl " I nod as I start to sink slowly onto her dick my eyes shutting as we both moan lizzies hands moving to my ass gripping tight "fuck that feels so fucking good princess your pussy is so fucking tight and wet and" she stops leaning to my ear "mine all mine" I open my eyes as I start to bounce a little faster "all yours mommy I'm all yours" I squeal as her cock hits deep inside me my hands gripping her shoulders tightly "that's the spot that makes you squirt" she smirks as I roll my eyes I hate that she knows me so well knows my body so well but I also fucking love it "I want you to bounce baby mommy wants to make that pussy cum don't worry I'll help you bounce" I nod trying to hold back my moans as I start to bounce faster lizzie using my ass to help me bounce faster "fuck that's it princess just like that Holy shit" she moans as I continue to bounce the sounds of my wetness echoing with our moans "I.. I.. fuck mommy so close" I feel my bouncing getting sloppy as my orgasm threatens to snap, I rest my head against her shoulder still bouncing as I moan into her ear her cock pulsing inside me letting me know she's close too, I let out a surprised yelp as she holds me up taking over the thrusts her thrusts faster and harder than I could manage "fuck gonna fill that pussy every day of our lives baby " I nod as the pleasure takes over me lizzie fucking me with no mercy as my orgasm snaps "cumming mommy!!!!!!" I scream out as I gush all over her cock after to final slams lizzie pulls me down making her cock burry deep inside me as she shoots her hot sticky load deep inside me I hold her tighter my head buried in her neck both of us moaning and panting her arms wrapping around me "fuck" she mumbles as I sit up slightly to look at her "no condoms or protection when we fuck everyday?" I question hoping she agrees "that is up to you my love I will respect whatever you want it's your body, you're the one who will have to go through 9 months of pregnancy" I feel my heart melt "I love you" I cover my mouth as the words slip out lizzie looking at me shocked and amused "I love you too princess" with that she kisses me after 10 seconds I pull away "just to clarify I don't want protection I want all of you and I'm willing to take the risks if we have a few kids I'm ok with that" I say leaning my head against hers as I look at her with love I really do love this woman "you are something else and I fucking love it, I love you princess " I smile as I cuddle into her as she cuddles into me.

AN: another update damn yall are being spoiled 🙄 🤣 hope yall enjoy remember all feedback is welcomed and appreciated I also want to say thank you to the people who always vote on my one shots it really does mean alot to me yall are fucking amazing 👏 remember drink water stay hydrated my loves, word count 1.2k

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stardewlegends · 9 months ago

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Shouldn't | Sebastian x Reader, Abigail x Sebastian (Smut, mild Angst)

Category: Smut, mild Angst (Mandatory) Age: 18+ Trigger Warnings: Cheating, intercourse with someone else while in relationship, implied unhealthy relationship, arguing, public intercourse, explicit language Summary: The emo boy living in Robin's basement seemed to catch the new farmer's attention, that is until she realised he was in a relationship, but apparently that wasn't enough to stop either of them Request: N/A Contains Spoilers for: N/A Word Count: 3.9k

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(Y/N) remembers all too well the first time she laid eyes on the dark-haired emo boy who resides in the basement of the local Carpenter.

The way she was chatting away with Robin about getting a chicken coop installed on her newly renovated farmland when she heard the light footsteps coming up the stairs.

Her eyes glanced aside to briefly acknowledge whoever was passing by but she had to double-take. So did he.

“Oh, Seb, this is (Y/N)! She’s the new girl who’s taken over the old farm to the West.” Robin introduces, “(Y/N), this is my son, Sebastian.”

The farmer has to lick her lips and swallow as if she forgot how to speak.

“A pleasure to meet you.” (Y/N) offers, smiling at the boy.

Sebastian’s expression remains stoic.

“Oh. You just moved in, right? Cool.” His voice is deeper than she expected and it only adds to the ridiculous attraction she has to him. “Out of all the places you could live, you chose Pelican Town?” The man adds.

“Sebastian!” Robin scolds, Sebastian briefly looking at his mother before shrugging.

“See you round.” He finishes with before disappearing up the corridor.

“I’m so sorry about him, (Y/N); he’s not much of a talker.”

“No need to apologise; it can be a little unnerving meeting someone new, especially in such a small town.” (Y/N) smiles, Robin appreciating her sympathy before they go back to discussing chicken coops and cow barns.

As the days pass by and (Y/N) regular finds herself passing by the beautiful house in the mountains on her way to the mines and to visit Linus, she bumps into the man more often than she expected.

She was initially surprised when she caught him smoking by the mountain lake, but she realised it, unfortunately, only added to the attraction yet again.

He’s not much of a talker, mainly making comments about how much he enjoys peace and quiet. She can’t tell if she’s meant to take hints from those, but she can’t just ignore him everytime they pass by one another.

“I suppose I should finally drop by the saloon.” The farmer utters to herself as she finishes up the organisation of her chests.

Glancing at her watch, she acknowledges the time is nearing five-PM. She’s been told that most the townspeople gather at the Stardrop Saloon on a Friday evening so she figures it’s about time she showed her face and saw everyone in the same room. It’ll be a good opportunity to get to know everyone better.

Washing her face off and changing out of her farmers clothes into something a little more presentable, off she sets toward the town square.

“Evening, Clint!” (Y/N) smiles as the both approach the entrance to the saloon.

“Uh, hi.” The local Blacksmith never was much of a talker.

She gestures for the man to enter the saloon first as she follows behind.

“Evenin’ Clint, evenin’ (Y/N) - glad to see you come by!” Gus calls as the pair enter, Clint briefly waving before heading to a seat next to Willy, (Y/N) smiling.

“Hey, Gus! Wow, it’s really busy in here tonight.” The woman comments, glancing around the busy room.

“Ain’t it just! Always rowdy in here on a Friday night! What can I get you?”

“Some wine would be great if you have some?” (Y/N) asks, Gus nodding and pouring a glass. “Thank you!”

The woman wanders around the room, having a chat with Elliott and Leah, Pam wrapping her arm around the woman and drunkenly telling Gus how lovely she is, Pierre immediately trying to sell her some Summer seeds, and Willy going off about another crazy crab story.

It’s when she sees the archway into the next room and she freezes momentarily and her eyes widen at the site she’s greeted with.

Him. With his hands and lips all over Abigail!?

Sam is there too, circling the pool table and figuring out his next room like his two friends aren’t totally getting it on right beside him. This is clearly a regular thing…

She can’t decide if she’s disgusted or turned on by the site of his lips dominating hers, and more so watching Abigail’s hand teasing the man’s crotch.

“Seb,” Sam whines, “Stop making babies, I think I’ve nearly beat you!”

(Y/N) briefly glances at the pool table and, if she weren’t still Gobsmacked by the site she was just greeted with, would chuckle at Sam’s incorrect optimism.

Abigail’s giggle almost - almost - disgusts the woman.

Is this… jealousy? She smiles to herself at the stupid thought.

Sebastian grins and wipes the saliva hanging from his mouth before turning back to Sam, but his eyes widen at the site of the farmer in the doorway.

Abigail notices her presence at the same time, grinning with such innocence, she jumps back onto the sofa and waves before grabbing her beer.

“Oh, hey (Y/N)!” She calls before taking a sip.

“Hey.” The farmer responds, not wanting to seem like she was affected by the sweet girl getting it on with the hottest man in the valley.

“Oh, hey, (Y/N)!” Sam adds, throwing the woman a wave also.

“Hey, Sam. Hey, Sebastian.” She realises that Sebastian is clearly surprised so tries to break the ice.

“Uh, yeah, hi.” He greets before grabbing his pool cue and joining Sam at the table. “Sam, you’re not even close to winning.”

“What!?” Sam whines.

The trio carry on their antics before (Y/N) turns around and chats with Shane instead, although he’s not exactly the most friendly company.

As the night ends, she hears loud conversation as the trio pass her on their way to the exit.

“See ya, farmer!” Sam shouts, waving and grinning, stumbling on his feet from the alcohol influence.

“Bye, (Y/N)!” Abigail adds, hanging on Sebastian’s arm, giggling like a little school girl.

“Have a good night, guys!” (Y/N) smiles, noticing that Sebastian doesn’t even look at her.

It’s unusual given that anytime she passes the man up by the mountain lake, he always chats to her. He doesn’t say much but he always gives her the time of day to say hello and goodbye. Wishes her luck and wellness on her travels. Yet here he is not evening acknowledging her existence.

“He wants you.” Shane’s voice makes her eyes widen and head dart to look at him just as the loud trio leave the building.

“Excuse me?” The woman’s voice has increased tenfold in pitch.

Shane silently laughs as he downs the rest of his beer and heads for the exit.

“Careful, farmer.” The man calls.

Gulping and downing the rest of the wine, the woman follows suit and paces, rapidly, back to the farm. For a very, very long night’s sleep.

Weeks and weeks after that day she painfully realises how often Abigail is at Robin’s place. How often they’re in the saloon together. How Sebastian fucking danced with her at the Flower Dance and didn’t even acknowledge her. She wasn’t fussed. She isn’t much of a dancer anyway, and hell, he definitely isn’t either but Abigail clearly was.

One day, early Summer, she’s leaving the mines in the late afternoon, hoping to make it to Clint’s in time to open up some geodes for her, when she sees that all-too-familiar dark hair. She stumbles to a halt and glances to the side, rolling her eyes at how petty she’s going to be but take the slight detour passed Linus’ home to get round to town.

As she turns in her steps, his voice stops her.

“I’m sorry.”

She freezes and keeps facing ahead, unsure what to say.

The silence lasts slightly longer than what would be comfortable, but she’s pretty sure Sebastian doesn’t care.

“Why?-”

“Don’t be dumb, (Y/N).” His interruption of her question catches her off-guard. She turns her head to face him but he’s still staring out across the lake with the cigarette in his hand. “I don’t know why I’m acting like this.”

“Like what?”

He finally turns to look at her and throws his finished cigarette into the lake. Her eyes follow it in disapproval.

“Sorry.” He adds. She nods. A random, familiar conversation amongst the elephant in the room.

He chooses to not say anything more and begins walking back to Robin’s. She sighs and continues her route to the Blacksmiths.

She hasn’t gone back to the saloon since that night. There’s something weirdly unpleasant about watching a man you find attractive getting it off with the local goth girl.

She’s no homewrecker, that’s for sure. Well, she thought she was sure until the Dance of the Moonlight Jellies.

Of course she went. It was her first time and she’d heard nothing but good things about this particular Summer event. And they weren’t wrong - it was beautiful.

She stands with Alex and Haley for a short while, Haley excitedly explaining how incredible the jellyfish look on her camera. She is listening, for most of it, but when she stares up to the end of the pier and see’s the goth girl clearly yelling at Sebastian about something, Sam on his phone clearing dismissing the argument. Similarly to when they were making out in the Stardrop, this clearly isn’t the first time.

“Looks like Abigail’s off on one again.” Alex’s comment captures the farmer’s attention.

“Hm?”

“Ah, Abigail and Sebastian, they’ve been dating for around five years now but she’s always screaming about something, usually about how unresponsive he is, and it’s pretty shit to watch. Sebastian’s a good guy, he just isn’t very social, and there ain’t nothing wrong with that.” The jock explains, Haley nodding but her attention stays on flicking through her camera roll.

“That’s a shame.” (Y/N) adds, pretty disheartened that Sebastian is continuing to be in a relationship that doens’t sound healthy.

With her new-found knowledge, she finds the courage to bid farewell to Alex and Haley and start pacing up the pier toward the trio. She waves to Vincent along the way.

The footsteps along the wooden boards prompt Sam to look up from his phone. He awkward waves and looks embarrassed at the situation the farmer’s walking into.

“Hey, (Y/N).” He greets, Sebastian’s eyes widening once again as he hears her name.

He looks at her but Abigail doesn’t even flinch, continuing her rant.

“You’re fucking doing it again!” The girl screams, (Y/N) turning her attention to Abigail. “You’re not fucking listening to me!”

“Abigail, can you do this later?” Sam braves, scratching the back of his head in awkwardness.

“Shut the fuck up, Samson.”

(Y/N)’s eyes widen at the harsh words. She’s surprised given how nice and sweet the goth girl seemed to be that night in the saloon.

“Is everything okay?” The farmer braves.

“Clearly fucking not!” Abigail instantly replies, glancing at the woman for barely a second before scowling at Sebastian once again.

Silence fills the area around them besides the background chatter from their fellow townspeople.

(Y/N) comments that she better go and talk to Lewis before dismissing herself, Abigail’s voice immediately going off once again.

None of my business. That’s what she thinks to herself, but she doesn’t like leaving people in that kind of situation.

She sighs and tries to focus on the beautiful event that everyone has gathered for.

Mayor Lewis announces that he’s setting the boat off and the chatter dies down.

The sight is beautiful. It seems surreal - something from a fairytale. It’s enchanting.

Gasps and whispers are heard all around as everyone enjoys the view; even Shane is laughing as Jas is in awe of the beauty. She can relate to that feeling.

Sometime during the show, (Y/N)’s gaze wanders to the right where she’s surprised to lock eyes with none other than Sebastian himself.

She tilts her head as if asking him what’s up. His eyes glance back at the ocean momentarily before back up at her.

He nods his head behind him, as if gesturing down the pier.

It’s a question.

The farmer’s eyes furrow slightly.

It’s not a question. It’s an invitation.

After a few moments, she nods. Slowly.

Sebastian turns to look at Sam and doesn’t say anything, but the blond understands somehow. They have been friends for years after all.

As the moonlight jellies fade away and the chorus of conversations gets louder, (Y/N) looks across the pier and acknowledges Sam and Abigail talking, the woman still seemingly frustrated.

Sighing, the farmer begins walking down the pier, she meets Sebastian’s gaze as he stands at the top of the beach, nodding before continuing his venture up into town.

A few brief conversations with her friends as she heads on up, she freezes just as she crosses the bridge out of the beach and back into town, glancing around to try and find out where the boy went.

“Hey!” That oh-so-sexy deep voice calls, (Y/N) turning to the right and seeing the man stood over toward the bridge that takes them to the museum.

(Y/N) heads on over, Sebastian still not saying much as he continues his path. She has no idea where they’re going.

The man finally stops, taking a seat on the bench just outside Clint’s place. He’s instantly lighting up a cigarette.

“You want one?” He offers, but (Y/N) shakes her head, taking a seat beside him.

“No, thank you.” She adds, voice quiet.

They hear the voices of the townspeople in the distance, everyone heading home after the main event, a few heading to the Stardrop as Gus offers to stay open late for the occasion.

Clint briefly passes by the pair, nodding his head.

“Goodnight, Clint.” (Y/N) smiles in her usual chipper manner.

“Night.”

Sebastian finishes up his cigarette and tosses it into the river. (Y/N) chooses to not comment on it this time, but he whispers an apology under his breath anyway.

He immediately reaches into his pocket for the packet but the woman rests her hand on his arm, silently telling him no.

“Talk to me.” She whispers.

He turns to look at her and his expression is unreadable.

“What’s going through your head?” The woman adds and that’s when a soft yet almost pained smile rests on his lips.

“How badly I wanna kiss you.”

She feels like her eyes could fall out their sockets with how wide they go. He snickers the sight.

“God, you’re so cute.” He adds before leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers, one hand resting on her waist while the other slides up into her hair.

She wants to stop him. She really should stop him. But she can’t. Her hands are gripping onto the bottom half of his t-shirt like it’s keeping her alive. Her lips opening to invite in his tongue. She moans at the sensation.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He utters as their lips part. She’s panting as if she’d just ran a marathon.

Her eyes look into his for any form of answers.

“We shouldn’t.”

“I know.” His answer is instant. “Trust me, I know, but I’m a bad fucking person, (Y/N), and she makes me fucking miserable. I need out but I’m too much of a pussy to leave. She fucking lives down the road from me, for God’s sakes.”

“Seb…” The woman whispers, eyes showing sadness.

“Say my name again.”

His response makes her body throb, whether she likes it or not.

“Sebastian.”

His lips are on hers once again, the kiss rougher this time.

She’s whimpering, his touch so dominating and she fucking loves it.

He manouvers her into his lap and she can’t even stop herself from grinding down on his lap.

“Fuck!” He groans briefly before kissing her once again.

“Seb,”

“Yeah?”

“Want you.”

She doesn’t know what’s come over her. She’s fantasised about this way too many times and she can’t fucking stop the disgusting lust taking over her brain.

“I’ve wanted you since the second you moved in.” He confesses, one hand holding the back of her head while the other slides under her skirt, immediately caressing her underwear.

She gasps but doesn’t try and stop his movements.

“You’re fucking soaked, holy fuck.” Sebastian comments, pulling back briefly to admire the view.

Her cheeks are flushed although you can barely tell in the dark.,

“Can’t help it.” She whispers. “I’ve wanted this.”

“Yeah? Wanted to have me touch you?” He asks, eyes searching hers for reciprocated feelings.

“So bad, Seb.”

“So fucking pretty, (Y/N).”

They’re making out again, Sebastian’s fingers increasing their pace before sliding her underwear aside.

They both curse at the same time at the feeling.

“So fucking wet.”

“Seb, please.” She whines, instinctively grinding down on his fingers.

“Please what, babe?”

She rests her forehead on his. Both of them sweating like crazy.

“I need you inside me.”

The moan that rips from Sebastian’s lips is pornographic.

‘“I’ve fucking dreamt of hearing those words from you.”

“Then do it.” She whines, continuing to grind down against his fingers.

“Lift your hips.” The man whispers, the woman complying.

His hand slides out of her underwear and makes quick work of unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans, pulling out his rock-hard and admirable length.

“Wanna suck your cock.” The woman whispers, the man moaning once again but stopping her from moving.

“Another time, gorgeous; right now I’m way too close already and I need to feel my cum in your pussy.”

The sudden filth makes her moan equally as loud and just as erotic as his.

Sebastian makes quick work once again of pulling her underwear aside under hear skirt and lining his cock up with her entrance.

“You ready?” He whispers, using his free hand to tuck a few strands of loose hair behind her ears.

She nods, desperately.

“Please, Sebastian.”

And that was all he needed before full sheathing inside her, (Y/N)’s hands covering both her mouth and his as they both continue with their erotic sounds.

Her eyes dart toward the town centre where people are still leaving the beach, conversations happening all over.

“You’re so big.” She manages to whimper, Sebastian gasping for breath.

“You’re so fucking tight.” He responds, capturing her lips with his own once more. “Craved this for so long.”

“Me too.” The woman nods.

Within seconds, the woman begins bouncing on the man’s cock, unable to help herself, and neither can he. His hips are slamming into her relentless. She’s gripping onto his shoulders for dear life and his hands are definitely bruising her hips as he aids her movements.

“Oh God,” The farmer cries out way too soon. Sebastian internally smirks at the sound.

“You gonna cum for me, angel?” The sudden petname makes her head spin. It’s so sweet. Not like what she thought Sebastian would be.

She nods desperately in response to his question though.

“Fuck, yes, Seb, please,” She begs, unable to think straight as she feels the coil tighten inside her.

“Can feel you tightening around me, (Y/N). Feel so fucking good.” His dirty talk only edges her closer to that sweet release.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” She can’t think. She can’t speak.

“Cum for me, gorgeous girl. Cum all over my cock.”

That was all she needed, Sebastian’s hand this time having to cover her mouth as her screams definitely echo across the valley. Sorry, Clint.

“That’s it, baby. Cum all over my cock.”

The man throws his head back as she clamps around his cock, his own release rapidly following suit.

“Fuck!” He groans, (Y/N) resting her forehead against his once more, their hooded eyes locking.

“Seb.”

“Yeah, babe?” He manages, voice strained.

She doesn’t respond, eyes holding various emotions.

He manages a smile and slows down his thrusts.

“I know.” He whispers, kissing her deep, but this kiss isn’t lustful… It’s passionate. It holds weight. Emotion.

“I want your cum.”

The sudden filth from the farmer’s lips makes him moan again and increase his pace once more.

“Yeah? You want me to fill you up, (Y/N)?”

“Please, Seb. Please.” Her begging is enough. His pace becomes rapid and he feels her tightening around him once again.

“Cum with me, baby. Cum all over my cock while I fill your pretty pussy with my cum.”

Another pornographic moan, and many desperate nods, and she does exactly that.

They both can’t stop how loud their sounds are as Sebastian releases deep inside her, the woman falling into euphoria, seeing stars as she gushes all over his cock, feeling him fill up every inch of her pussy.

“(Y/N)?” Sebastian manages once he comes down from his high, still with heavy breaths.

She manages to mumble something.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

She shivers at the petname and Sebastian chuckles.

“Sucker for being complimented, aren’t you, angel?”

She whines and falls against his chest, the man holding him close and stroking her back.

“You okay?”

She nods agains his shoulder.

“Words please.”

“I’m good.”

“Good.”

Silence embraces the pair until (Y/N) takes a deep breath and sits up.

“Can I get up?” She whispers, Sebastian nodding and helping her off, the man moaning as he watches remnants of his cum drip out of her.

“Fuck, that’s hot.”

She giggles and takes a seat on the bench beside him once more, Sebastian quickly putting his cock away and putting his jeans back on properly.

The farmer’s head rests on his shoulder, the man wrapping an arm around her.

“What a night, huh?”

“Definitely the best introduction to the Moonlight Jellies.” She jokes, both of them laughing.

Silence comes around once more. A classic.

“You should-”

“I’m sorry-”

They both laugh as they start speaking at the same time.

“You first-”

“Go on-”

Another round of laughter.

“I’m sorry.” Sebastian manages. “I really shouldn’t have done that while I’m still with Abigail, but I’m gonna break it off with her tomorrow. I can’t handle her shit anymore - it’s draining.”

“I’m sorry you’ve been stuck in that situation.” (Y/N) whispers, stroking her fingers along his hand.

“You’re really sweet. It’s a nice change.”

Silence.

“Can I walk you home?” He offers, (Y/N) nodding.

“That’d be nice, thank you.”

Their walk to the farm is peaceful, vague music coming from the Stardrop as they pass by, otherwise just talking about the town and some funny stories they both have.

“Wow, you’ve really tidied up the place, huh?” Sebastian comments as they approach the farm.

“Trying to.” (Y/N) giggles as they head up the few steps to her front door. “Thank you for tonight.”

“Please don’t thank me, what I did was wrong.” He begins, (Y/N)’s expression clearly dropping because his eyes widen as he stumbles back over his words. “Wait, no, sorry, I didn’t mean it like that- God, what a dumbass. Sorry. I fucking loved tonight, in fact, I’d love tonight to happen every night, but I meant I shouldn’t have done it given the current circumstances.” He manages, (Y/N) nodding and stepping forward to hug the man.

“Oh, this is nice.” He whispers, relaxing for probably the first time in months. Maybe years.

The farmer presses a kiss to the man’s cheek and unlocks her door.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Sebastian.” She smiles.

“See you tomorrow, farmer.” He grins, lighting up a cigarette before heading up the path to his house, unable to stop smiling the whole way, thinking to himself that maybe there is some hope after all.

#sebastian stardew valley #abigail stardew valley #sebastian x reader #stardew valley #smut #stardewvalley #homewrecking #sebastian x abigail #cheating

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quibbs126 · 2 years ago

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I’ve made another fankid, this one’s name is Cloudberry Cookie

So I’ve been struggling to come up with designs for my actual requests, which sucks because I want to draw more fankids, so for now I’m just drawing ones that I’ve been wanting to do, but aren’t on my requests, with wildchip being one of them

Anyways, so for the name, I picked cloudberry since cloudberries are berries, so like Wildberry, but they also grow in very cold climates, like where Crunchy Chip lives

Cloudberry I think was originally a contender for a hollycacao fankid, but then I thought it could also work for wildchip, so that’s what I did instead

Also, another contender that I had for this ship was pineberries, since they’re white with red seeds, which reminded me of Crunchy Chip’s hair, but if you replaced the dark brown with Wildberry’s pink. But I liked cloudberries more, so I went with that. But if I make another one, I’ll probably do Pineberry

Cloudberries:

So I’m aware that neither Crunchy Chip nor Wildberry have orange in their hair, but cloudberries are that color, so that’s her hair color. I still worked in Wildberry’s pink though. Not the proudest of how her hair turned out, or at least the top part, like I think it looked different in my head, but I was trying to make it look closer Wildberry and Crunchy Chip

I admit, I probably could have done better with her outfit, I just wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it other than “cold climate”. Maybe I’ll redesign it some time later

I also made a version with markings like Crunchy Chip’s, but I thought maybe they were just tacked on, so I took them out. But I’ll still post that version at the end, to see if that looks better to you guys

Now let’s get on to her character, since I have some stuff for her

So Cloudberry lives in the Dark Cacao Kingdom, as she prefers the cold climate, but she mostly just lives in solitude in the mountains, not really part of the military like her father. She visits her parents from time to time, and she has a good relationship with them both, she just prefers to live by herself. Generally she farms cloudberries, knowing where they grow, and will on occasion sell cloudberry jam to others. But she also works as a hunter and tracker, being open for hiring if you want someone or something tracked down. Also, she uses and trains birds, like the Cacao Hawks (was that what they’re called? I can’t seem to find where they’re mentioned). She likes the Cream Wolves well enough, she just prefers birds. Plus, they can send letters for her

Generally she comes off as a rather serious person, at least to others, as she’s mostly focused on the task at hand, but she’s also very intelligent and witty, and will sass when you least expect it (unfortunately I am not very witty, so I cannot tell you what she says)

As for the sketch with Crunchy Chip, I just imagine he would just be showing her off to anyone with the time of day. Also that her hair used to be more bouncy and berry like in shape

Edit: oh yeah, something else I thought of that I wanted to mention. So cloudberries are supposed to be incredibly rare and hard to find if you don’t know where to look. Assuming Wildberry and Crunchy Chip baked her, I’m just assuming they were trying to figure out what ingredients to use, and Crunchy Chip suggests these berries he’s heard grow in his kingdom but are very rare, and as they aren’t really sold places, they have to make this long trek across the mountains to find cloudberries, which they inevitably do. I don’t know why I added this bit, I just thought it was neat

Also for some reason, in my head I kept calling her “Wendy”. I don’t know why, but she felt like a Wendy. I guess if she ever needs a proper human name, I’m going with Wendy, despite the fact it sounds nothing like her name

But yeah, I think that’s about it for her, hope you enjoy!

Oh right, the alternate one with her markings! Forgot that

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oc #wildberry cookie #crunchy chip cookie #wildchip #fankid #fanchild #my art #my ocs #what else do I tag these again?#cloudberry cookie

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just-a-fly-on-the-wall-222 · 23 days ago

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Stardew Valley Fanfic I'm working on!

It's inspired from me and my friends playing stardew, and it's from the main farmers POV, yes theres more than one farmer, Oh and it might not make sense cause of the time skips but ENJOY!!!!

TW: there's cussing idfk what else to put

~Rowen~

The second I open my eyes, I know i'm not alone. He's there. He always is. Watching... He's disappointed, like usual. I can almost hear him, his raspy voice slithering towards me...

"Rowen..."

I shut my eyes, but i know it's no use. He's still there, and i'm still here. I need to wake up to get out of this nightmare.

The only problem is, i'm not sure if this is a dream.

"Rowen!?"

My eyes snap open, the sound of someone banging on the door echoing through my empty house. I groan, but reluctantly get out of bed. It's early, the sun isn't even up yet. Who could it be? I put on some jeans, look down at my oversized bill cypher shirt, and pray to Yoba that it isn't the mayor at the door.

As I shuffle over, I see the silhouette of someone through the frosty glass. Two figures, actually. My heart races for a moment, but I take a deep breath to calm myself down. I open the door, and am met with the sight of Mayor Lewis and what I assume is Robin, the local carpenter. Oh shit. Of course. I forgot they were coming over, it must've slipped my mind while moving in yesterday. I rub my eyes and try to compose myself.

"Uh. Hi! Come on in?" Damnit. Why did I say it like a question? I'm terrible at first impressions.

"It's nice to see you again, Rowen. It's not every day someone moves into ol' Pelican Town, you know? Oh! And this is Robin!" Lewis said, smiling in way that seemed too happy to be real. He was exactly as I remembered. It seemed the only thing that changed was the fact that Vincent, or Grandpa as he liked me to call him, wasn't...here anymore.

"Hi," Robin offered a tentative wave. "I'm here to help with any renovations or building projects you might have in mind for the place." Oh. I do not have the money for that.

"Thanks! I.. might need help eventually. But I'm good right now." I run my fingers through my hair, which probably looks like shit, and laugh nervously. "Is there something specific you guys needed?"

"Oh! Yes. Here's a little welcome gift." He hands me quite a few packets of seeds, which I take into my hands. Perrie's Premium Parsnip seeds, they read. Huh, interesting. "You're a bit late to the spring planting party, but these should still grow nicely," Mayor Lewis says, his smile not wavering even a little.

"Wow. Uh, thank you? I'll... plant these soon." I plaster on my best smile, and walk them out. I let out a sigh of relief as soon as they are out of sight. The last thing I wanted was to start my life in Pelican Town by being a farmer. It only makes me miss Grandpa.

I get back inside, and check my phone. There's a message from... Mayor Lewis? Already? By Yoba, this man is pushy.

Unknown: Hi! It's Mayor Lewis! Just thought of something I forgot to tell you. You should introduce yourself to the townspeople! They are all just so excited to meet you :)

Great. Just what I wanted to do.

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I look in the fountain. There's a few pennies at the bottom, probably from tourists. Why everyone seems to think that every fountain is a wishing well is beyond me. I sigh, and right as I am about to leave, I hear footsteps. I turn, and am met with what might be the prettiest girl I've ever seen. She's got blonde hair, blue eyes, and an outfit that makes me feel underdressed. She's also glaring at me like I'm the worst thing she's ever seen.

"You must be the new farmer." (She says farmer like its a slur) I cross my arms over my chest, feeling a bit defensive.

"And you are?" I say, looking her up and down. She's got this... vibe about her. Like she's used to being the center of attention and not getting her way is a foreign concept.

"Haley." Damn, her name is pretty as she is. Why am I surprised? "You know, you'd actually be cute if it weren't for those horrendous overalls. Wait. Maybe not." I actually laugh, the sound catching me off guard. It's been a while since I've felt anything but dread. "What's so funny?" She asks, her glare not wavering.

"Just... you. You're the first person to insult me before saying hello in Pelican Town. It's refreshing." I say, smiling slightly.

"Well, I aim to be memorable," Haley says, then she actually smiles, and it cuts through me. She turns around and walks towards town. "See ya around, Farmer."

It only hits me later that she never asked for my name.

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After a few days of hiding from the town after my introductions , I am interrupted from my daily pity party. Someone is banging at the door, and it doesn't seem like they're stopping till I get my ass up from bed. I assume it's yet another townie, who couldn't wait for me to seek them out myself. When I get to the door, I practically rip it from its rusty hinges.

"Hi. Yes, I'm the new "farmer". No, I haven't started planting anything. No, I don't need anything. I'm actually fine, content to live by myself. I don't need any-"

"Good. Neither do I."

I blink, then finally take in who's in front of me. They don't look like they're from here, but they don't exactly look like a tourist. Her hair is a deep red, and her outfit is killer. "I just wanted to let you know that ginger is building me a house, right next to yours." And with that, they turn and walk towards Robin.

"That ginger has a name, you know." I mumble, and close the door.

#stardew valley fanfiction #stardew valley #sdv #stardew valley fanfic #lgbtq #lgbtqia #nonbinary main character #wrote this at 3am #yeah I write best on 0 hours of sleep

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