#sdv crack

[marbl3z]

Collar Full .

sebastian crack & fluff fic // rlly silly ngl .

A/N: im probably gonna name his fics after 2000s altrock songs or bands bc - why not? :3

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walking inside the house, Robin greets you with a smile.

"he's downstairs," she smiles, before you could even ask if Sebastian was home. you nod, blush creeping over your cheeks.

you kick off your shoes, careful not to track dirt and mud into the house, you carefully step down the stairs - unlike the many times you've fallen down them. you hear music blast through his speakers, peering your head into the room the sight making your heart swell and your expression turn into shock.

Sebastian, one of your hairbands over his head, pushing his hair out of his face, swaying his hips and singing along to the rock band blasting from his computer as he cleans his room. your eyes are wide and your mouth is agape, unsure what to do or say or if you should just leave, the song comes to an end and he goes over to the computer clicking the mouse a couple times, pursing his lips before he meets your eyes - screaming and almost throwing the broom.

you scream, nearly jumping out of your skin, grabbing onto the doorknob - visibly startled and broken from your confused trance, you look at him terrified.

"WHAT WAS THAT???" you screamed, holding your chest as you take a deep breath in not expecting to hear a high pitched scream from him.

"HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE??" he shrieks, holding the broom like a sword.

"UH.. NOT VERY LONG???" your voice cracks as you look at him before you hear Robin above.

"What's going on??" she questions from the top of the stairway, Sebastian peering his head out from his doorway, right next to you.

"I JUST GOT THE SHIT SCARED OUT OF ME, MOTHER!" he yells, his voice cracks into laughter as he puts the broom against the wall looking at you, his ears flush embarrassingly.

"Well, don't do that!" she laughs - walking away.

You both look at each other before laughing, "do you want some help?"

he shrugs, "sure, why not?" grabbing the broom and the trash bag, clicking the next song as you two clean his room. he tries not to sing but occasionally you'll hear him sing or humming the lyrics.

you smile, laughing as you help move stuff for him to sweep. he sways his head side to side to the beat, eventually he just gives up and lets the music consume his body - using the broomstick as a microphone, you laugh as you and him sing along.

hours pass and the playlist ends, you and him both flop on the couch, exhausted. you smile thinking back to him dancing and singing, he has a good voice, you wonder why he doesn't sing with Sam in their band, not even aware he had gotten up.

"want me to get you anything?" he nudges your head with his knuckle, taking the hairband out to shake his head and put it back in place on top his head.

"water probably.." he nods, leaving the room. you throw your head back onto the arm rest of the couch, a yawn escaping your mouth. you close your eyes, not even aware of how far your laying from the arm rest until you get hit with the door - when did he even close it??! "YOUUUUCH!"

he holds back a laugh, snorting before cackling - "i'm sorry!" you look up at him rubbing the side of your head. "i didnt realize you'd be stretched out like a damn cat," he tries to stop laughing - only failing and laughing harder, his shoulders shake as he laughs. "a-are you okay??" he hands you a glass of water.

"oh yeah - im fine, ignoring the fact I GOT HIT WITH A DOOR!" he laughs harder, putting his glass on his desk, falling onto the floor trying to catch his breath. tears weld up in his eyes as he tries to stop laughing.

"the- pfftt.. the fucking noise you made, im sORRY-" he clutches his stomach, you laugh with him. "why did you say Ow that way???" he looks up at you, rubbing his eyes with his hands. "looney tunes, my ass..." he quiets down, sitting up and crawling over to get his glass of water.

you shake your head, he looks at you - choking on his water. "Oh- FUuCk" he chokes out, you snort watching him try to prevent himself from laughing, he turns to look the other way, covering his ears so he doesnt start laughing from your own laughter. he finally manages to swallow the water, "YOU'RE GONNA END UP KILLING ME TONIGHT." he turns to look at you, pointing his freshly painted nail at you.

"NOT IF YOU KILL ME FIRST WITH THAT GOD FORSAKEN DOOR!" he frowns, before laughing again. laying back onto the hard wood floor, sighing.

"guuh.. there's still so much to do," he groans, "gotta love working..." he puts his hands together in front of him, "procrastination!" you snort, flipping upside down on the couch, your head near his.

"yep.." you twirl your finger in his hair, he looks up at you before looking back up the ceiling. "you gotta just get the work done, yknow? dont think about too much." you mumble mindlessly, the softness of his black hair numbing your mind.

"yeah but i gotta think about it though.. trying to code this game is annoying." he groans, stretching across the floor. ticking his tongue out tiredly, the soft glint of the metal on his tongue catching your attention.

"when did you get that done?" you point, he squints thinking about it.

"uh... i think... like. a year ago??" he shrugs, pointing to his eyebrows "i got them done at the same time i think?"

you nod along, tracing your finger down his earlobe, he shivers. "i'm guessing you got these done when you were a teenager?" you murmur and he nods.

"surprised you guessed that," you smile - of course he got his ears done when he was younger.

"you give off, very.. teenage emo phase.." you motion to all of him, he frowns raising his eyebrow. "dont look at me like that."

he snorts, shaking his head. "honestly speaking, i think this version of myself is the best, could be better but i'm comfortable." you nod, playing with his hair.

"you seem happier, compared to when we first met at least," you admit, not really thinking about much.

his ears turn pink, "my mom says the same thing..." he mumbles, teeth playing with his lip ring. "weird, huh?"

You hum, shaking your head. "maybe you just needed someone to really see the real you, iduno" he turns his head away, his ears completely red now.

"maybe," he puts his hands up by his head, gently brushing against yours. you look at him, gently wrapping your pinkie around his, he squeezes your pinkie with his own. his face is pink now, he continues looking away and you smile, closing your eyes and relishing in the comfortable silence.

This is nice...

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RAAAAH i laughed for 10 minutes imagining my Sebastian screaming bc he got caught dancing.

[merpancake]

SDV feels like it could so easily become a fairy story.

You move to a little coastal town where you begin recovering a plot of land, some of the locals take a shine to you and you to them. It's nice, homey. Everyone is welcoming except for the established town grumps.

Suddenly you realize you never leave town. Everything you want is obtainable at the little mom'n'pop general store, or from some of the locals themselves. You never go into the city to sell goods because the mayor does it for you- right? You never really see him do it. You just lie down in bed and wake up in the morning. When was the last time you dreamed?

You need new shoes and the adventurers club sells you handmade leather boots that fit perfectly despite never asking for a shoe size. Your clothes sew themselves when you lay a bolt of fabric and a random item onto the sewing machine- you blink and it's done.

The general store sells fertilizers that turn your garden plot into a verdant field. You spend all day harvesting crops with tools that gleam silver, gold, purple. Saplings grow over a month into fully productive fruit trees, your beehives drop jars of honey into your hands.

The blacksmith cracks open geodes full of polished gemstones. There's a man in the woods who says he found you in the mines but you were 80 levels deep. The elevator works but the minecarts don't. You gave a diamond to a local girl and she ate it like a plum.

And suddenly everyone is drinking mayonnaise.

[chickenpluswaffles]

drops this and scurries away

[drorie]

The things I go through for this fictional man

So much fucking dialogue but the code works fine guys

Get ready for 104 possible different things this man can say during the night time. And like. A lot more during the day.

This mod is designed to minimize dialogue repetition when talking to Elliott during marriage by using random blocks. This makes Elliott feel more like a human perhaps, and not just an NPC with preset dialogue.

The first beta release of this mod will not contain festival dialogue, and only contain changes within Elliott’s marriage dialogue folder. This is so I can get the mod out a bit sooner. Festival dialogue will be added though, just at a later date.

All vanilla marriage dialogue is replaced.

[halothanic]

you could have anyone you want, why would you wanna be with me? you know i'm nothing special—

redraw of this piece from 2020, because i've been enjoying playing the update with my bf so much and i couldn't resist using it as a warmup

take my sebastian playlist from that time while you're at it!

[spacepatrolhana]

shane vs the world ?!?!??!

[vilochkaaa]

hehe hoohoo😈

[cherium-meadows]

I want y’all to know I’ll be back once I’m done having my fill w/ the new update LMAOO

In the mean time why did he do this when I gave him an egg😭😭😭😭

[fkapple]

Emily and Shane on bears?

[salt-n-salt]

literally putting @podsvante ‘s farmer evan in my mouth and chewing him like a big piece of bubblegum. hubba bubba-core

[wiabelle-art]

I think I'll take my whiskey neat / My coffee black and my bed at three / You're too sweet for me

uh,,, very late to that trend, i guess. joked with a friend about how that's their song and it got out of hand. low-key slaps as a crack ship

[lavendel081]

Got this ad and immediately thought of Sebastian

I`m on my wayy!!

Literally saw this, whipped out my ipad and drew on the train on my way back home yesterday.

[azuneekun]

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[chickenpluswaffles]

low graphic sideways facing elliott. that is all.

[bookishnewt]

Ooo, apparently we can now smoke fish to double the worth and the fish remains the same quality.

[feralriverwater]

WORM SHANE