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wrightingdungeon · 5 months ago

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Sweaty Sweethearts

Warning: 18+, MDNI, everyone gets oral and hand jobs, p in v, fluff

Special thanks to my partner for helping me with the editing, and some of the writing on this one.

I thought yall would want to know as soon as this came out @lily-alphonse @sdvbraindump

Haley was lying on her stomach, feet bouncing against the mattress of Alex’s bed. Her attention was laser-focused on her social media analytics, reviewing how people had been interacting with her latest post. She already knew what they would look like—likes, comments, and shares flooding in—but it was always reassuring to see the data for herself.

Alex’s groans punctuated the otherwise quiet room every now and again as his head dipped down, muscles straining, while he held his plank. His face was flushed, sweat trickling down his forehead, and his breaths came out in labored puffs. “How much longer?” he managed to grunt out, eyes squinting against the sweat dripping into them.

Haley’s eyes moved from her social media to the timer going in the background. “Uh, like three minutes,” she said, trying to hold her face flat and suppress a smirk as she looked down at Alex struggling on the ground.

“What!” Alex’s head snapped up, his eyes widening in disbelief. “I'm dumb, but not that dumb. How long?” He chuckled, shaking his head, the motion causing sweat to flick off. Haley couldn't help but laugh as she showed him her screen.

“You aren't dumb, Lex,” she said, her tone softening, “you have thirty seconds.” She crossed her arms and laid her head on them, her attention now fully on Alex, deciding she could nerd out with her data another time.

“And you aren't a brat,” Alex huffed, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he finally let himself collapse to the floor just as the timer started going off. He lay there, chest heaving, the cool hardwood against his burning body a welcome relief. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling.

“At least I'm telling the truth.” Haley playfully scoffed, rolling her eyes, and moved to sit up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She watched as Alex tried to catch his breath, his usual cocky demeanor momentarily replaced by genuine exhaustion.

“Oh so now you can admit to being a brat.” Alex chuckled as he pushed himself up, grabbing his water bottle. He took a long gulp, the cold water soothing his parched throat. “Couldn't do that last night…” Smirking, Alex dodged the pillow that Haley had launched at his head. “I’m just sayin!” He defended himself as he moved out of another pillow attack, his laughter filling the room.

“Go back to working out, dork.” Haley laughed, her cheeks red from a mix of embarrassment and amusement. She tossed the second to last pillow at him, missing on purpose this time, and Alex grinned, shaking his head.

“I'm almost done, just gotta do pull-ups,” Alex said as he stood to his feet, grabbing his pull-up bar, locking it onto his closet doorway, and checking it was good to go. He flexed his fingers, taking a moment to stretch his arms before jumping up and gripping the bar, his muscles rippling under the strain.

The sound of Alex counting his pull-ups filled the room, and Haley settled back down, her gaze more focused on Alex than on her phone now. Her eyes followed him as he pulled up, and let himself slowly lower, just to pull right back up. Her eyes locked on the way his muscles tensed and flexed, looking from his arms to his chest, his ribs, his tummy, all the way down to the stretch of hair from his belly button into his gym shorts.

“Sunflower.” Haley shook her head slightly hearing Alex’s voice calling her like a siren. “Yeah?” She asked looking at Alex as he hung from his bar. “You're burning a hole baby.” Alex teased as he pulled up again, his eyes locked on hers. “I kinda like these shorts.”

Haley's cheeks flushed, but she couldn't help the smirk that tugged at her lips. "I just can't resist a good view," she quipped, winking at him. She sat up fully, tucking her legs beneath her, her hands resting in her lap, and continued to watch him her eyes lowering. She could see his eyes now lingering on her body, she knew that he loved it when she sat like that, she could see his body twitch slightly.

Alex’s focus wavered for a second, and he almost missed his rhythm, his grip tightening on the bar.“You’re a distraction, you know that?” he said, his voice a bit breathless but filled with amusement.

“Maybe I should be more helpful then.” Haley purred as she got up from the bed, walking over to Alex, and tracing his ribs with her fingertips. “What you say, Lex?” Her eyes locked onto his, the pull-up bar helping to even out their heights.

“If I ever say no, kill me,” Alex said playfully yet somewhat seriously as he planted his feet on the ground.

“Wait.” Haley stopped him, her nails pressing into his skin slightly. “You… You aren't done with your workout, baby.” Haley said slowly as she traced patterns on his skin, smiling and feeling him tense under her touch. “Don't stop just for me.” She said coyly as she let her hands trace down to the waistband of his shorts, her eyes trailed behind her hands, as she felt Alex shiver under her fingers.

Letting out a shaky laugh Alex pulled his feet back up, so he was hanging again. “If you don't want me to stop I won't stop you.”

Haley blushed as Alex pulled himself back up the bar, his now-tented gym shorts right in her face. Giggling softly she slid her fingers into his shorts and briefs, purring slightly feeling his length pulsing in her hand.

Alex let out a low groan, his grip on the bar tightening as Haley's hand wrapped around him. He looked down at her, his eyes now half-lidded with need. He pulled himself up again, his abs contracting with the effort, his body tensing as Haley began to stroke him. "Fuck, that feels good," he hissed, his teeth clenched. "Just like that." He started to move with her rhythm, pulling himself up and letting himself down in sync with her hand.

His breath came in ragged pants as he tried to keep his focus on his pull-ups, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with Haley's hand stroking him slowly, her grip firm and steady. “You're so strong, Alex.” Biting his lip his eyes fell shut for a moment, hearing her compliment His strength while she was stroking his cock, feeling her soft, gentle skin against his hot length.

"Fuck, Sunflower," he groaned, his voice strained as he struggled to maintain his form. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breaths coming out in ragged puffs. He glanced down at Haley, her eyes locked onto his cock, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. The sight of her sent a jolt of electricity straight to his groin, and he felt himself growing harder in her hand.

"You're killing me here, baby," he gasped, his muscles burning as he fought to keep himself upright. Haley just smiled up at him, her hand moving faster now, her grip tightening. He could feel the pleasure building inside him, his orgasm approaching rapidly. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, not with Haley touching him like that.

His body tensed, his abs clenching as he neared the edge. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back, wanting to prolong the sensation. "Sunflower, I'm close," he grunted, his voice barely above a whisper. "You need to stop… or… or I'm gonna…" He trailed off, his words lost in a moan as Haley's thumb brushed back over the head of his cock, spreading the pre-cum that had gathered there.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted, his body shaking as he tried to fight off his orgasm. "You're too good at this, baby" he panted, his eyes locked onto hers, pleading with her to stop or to keep going, he wasn't sure which. "Your gonna make me cum Haley" he admitted, defeat clear in his voice. He let out a low growl, his voice laced with warning, as she continued. "Sunflower, I'm serious, I'm about to-"

Before he could finish, Haley leaned in, her warm breath ghosting over the tip of his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with mischief and craving. "Let go, Alex," she whispered, her voice sultry and inviting. "I want to taste you, baby."

The sight of her, the feel of her hand, and her words sent him over the edge. With a final, shuddering pull-up, Alex let out a loud grunt, his body convulsing as he came undone. He collapsed down, his feet hitting the ground as he leaned against the doorframe, panting and spent.

Haley didn't miss a beat, her tongue darting out to catch the first drop of him. She hummed in satisfaction, her eyes never leaving his as she took him into her mouth, swallowing every last bit of him. "Fuck, Sunflower," he panted, his body still trembling from the aftershocks, his hand gently resting on her head. Watching her pull away, opening her mouth just to show him it was empty, he groaned softly, his hands finding her hips.

"Fuck I need you," he panted, his eyes locked onto her lips as he leaned down to capture them in a searing kiss. He could taste himself on her tongue, and feel the heat of her breath as she moaned against him, her hands finding their way around his neck.

He groaned against her lips, his voice barely above a whisper. "Come here Sunflower." He murmured as he picked her up gently manhandling her to his bedroom floor

Smirking as he felt Haley giggling into their kiss, his arms and hands caging her head, pulling away to look at her. "You're so fucking beautiful, Haley" he whispered, his voice filled with admiration.

Alex's eyes scanned Haley's body, taking in every curve and dip. He could feel his desire for her growing again, his cock springing to life once more. He wanted to explore every inch of her, to make her scream his name until she was hoarse.

"Sunflower" he whispered, his voice low and husky as he leaned down to trail kisses along her jawline, his hands roaming her body. He could feel her arching into his touch, her breath hitching as he found her sensitive spots.

"Alex," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper as he captured her mouth in another passionate kiss. He could feel her hands tangling in his hair, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer.

Tangling his fingers in her hair, he paused, pulling back, looking at Haley with a frown. “Wait hold on…” Alex grumbled as he looked around his room.

“What's wrong, Alex?” Haley asked confused as to why Alex was lifting her head off the wooden floor.

“Keep your head up baby,” Alex said as he leaned forward, above Haley's head, reaching for one of the pillows she had used as a projectile, pulling it close, and positioning it under her head. “There we go,” Alex said, fixing her hair so it haloed around her, smiling down at her. “That's more like it, right babe.”

Haley's cheeks flushed at Alex's words, her heart fluttering in her chest. She reached up, cupping his cheek, her thumb brushing against his skin. “Alex…” Haley cooed softly while pulling him back into a deep kiss, her hands found their home wrapped around his neck.

Alex groaned into the kiss, his body responding to Haley's touch. He could feel her nails digging into his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He broke away from her, his breath ragged as he looked into her eyes, filled with hunger.

"I’m gonna make you feel so good," he murmured, his voice husky as he reached down between them, pulling her skirt up, his fingers finding her center. He could feel her wetness coating his fingers through the fabric of her panties as he began to rub slow circles, her hips moving in rhythm with his hand.

"Alex, yes," she moaned, her head tilting back, exposing her neck to him. He leaned down, his lips trailing kisses along her collarbone, his tongue tasting her skin. He could feel her body tensing, his fingers moving faster, applying more pressure.

Alex's lips curled into a smug smile as he watched Haley squirm beneath him, her body writhing with pleasure. "That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice low and encouraging, as he pushed the fabric to the side, out of his way.

His fingers continued their relentless assault, his thumb circling her clit as he plunged two fingers inside her, curling them upwards to hit that spot that made her gasp, chuckling at how wet she was.

"Alex!" she cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him, her hips rolling into his touch, her moans mixing with the soft wet sounds of Alex’s fingers pistoning inside her.

“That’s it, Haley. Let it out, baby," Alex encouraged, his voice low and sultry as he continued to work his fingers in and out of her, his thumb only pressing harder on her clit. He could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps as she got closer and closer to the edge.

Haley's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting back as she moaned and whined out, her voice filling the room. Alex's heart swelled at the sound, his cock throbbing with yearning as he watched her lose herself in the pleasure he was giving her.

Pulling away as she almost tipped over, he chuckled softly hearing her whine. “Hold on sunflower.” Alex’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down quickly, his eyes never leaving hers. He could see the anticipation building in her gaze, her breath slowing slightly. He tossed her panties aside, his hands moving to her thighs, spreading them apart gently.

"Eyes on me, Sunflower," he commanded, his voice low and firm. Haley's eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze as he positioned himself between her legs, guiding her knees over his shoulders.

He leaned down, his tongue finding her cunt, licking and sucking, his fingers joining in, sliding in and out of her. He could feel her body tensing, her orgasm building once more as he increased his pace, his tongue flicking against her clit.

"Alex, please, I'm close," she pleaded, her hands finding his hair, her fingers tangling in the strands. He could feel her body trembling, her legs trying to close around his head as she neared the edge again.

He looked up at her, his eyes locked onto hers as he curled his fingers inside her, his tongue never stopping its assault on her clit. "Cum for me, baby," he growled, his voice vibrating against her.

His command was the straw that broke her. Her body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her as she screamed his name, her fingers pulling roughly at his hair. He could feel her juices coating his fingers, his lips, and his chin as he continued to lick and suck, drawing out her pleasure.

As her body came down from its high, he slowly pulled his fingers out of her, licking them clean, his eyes never leaving hers. "You taste so fucking good, Haley," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction.

Haley's body was still trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm as he crawled up her body, his lips capturing hers in an emotional kiss. He could feel her body relaxing beneath him, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer into a kiss.

He felt his hardness pressing against her thigh, feeling her moan into his mouth, her hips shifting to grind against him, seeking friction.

"I need you, Alex," she whispered, her voice sounding breathless and light. Alex groaned, his eyes darkening as he looked down at her, his hand moving to his erection, positioning himself at her entrance, rubbing the tip against her wetness "Are you sure, baby?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Haley nodded, her eyes locked onto his as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

"Please, Alex" she begged, her hips rolling against him, trying to get him to enter her. Alex chuckled, his hands moving to her hips, holding her in place as he slowly pushed inside her, inch by inch, allowing her to adjust to his size.

"Fuck, Sunflower," he groaned, his eyes closing briefly as he bottomed out inside her. Haley could feel herself stretching to accommodate him, her body tingling with pleasure as he filled her.

"Alex, move, please" she whimpered, her nails digging into his back as she urged him on. Alex obliged, his hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her. He could feel her body clenching around him, her moans filling the room as he picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming more powerful.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged, his voice low and sultry as he leaned down to capture her mouth in a consuming kiss. Haley could taste herself on his lips, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity straight to her core. She could feel her orgasm building once more, her body tensing as Alex started to pound into her, his cock hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars.

"Alex, I'm close," she panted, her body writhing beneath him as she neared the edge. Alex growled, his fingers tangling in her hair as he held her close. “Me too.” He groaned out burying his face in her neck.

“T-Together.” Haley mewled out as she leaned her head back, her eyes rolling up.

Alex nodded, his breath hot on her neck as he continued to pound into her, his pace relentless. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he chased his release alongside Haley.

"Cum with me, baby," he growled, his voice strained as he held her close, reaching between them, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in tight, rough circles. Haley cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clamping down around him.

"Alex!" she screamed, her nails digging into his back as she rode out her climax. Feeling her come apart beneath him, Alex let go, his orgasm ripping through him as he filled her with his hot seed, groaning her name against her neck.

Alex breathed in her scent as they layed there together as they came down from their shared bliss, looking up from her neck he chuckled watching Haley, her mouth open slightly as she caught her breath.

Pulling back Alex rubbed her sides gently, rocking his hips a few times before reluctantly pulling his cock from her warmth, groaning slightly as he watched his cum drip out of her. “Fuuuuck baby.” He chuckled softly as he rubbed her inner thigh.

Gently moving her to her side and pulling her close as he spooned her from behind, his arms wrapped tightly around her. "I love you, Haley," he murmured, his voice gentle as he kissed her shoulder.

Haley turned her head to look at him, her eyes soft and warm as she smiled at him. "I love you too, Alex," she replied, her voice filled with happiness as she snuggled into his embrace, their bodies fitting perfectly together.

Laying there for a moment enjoying the quiet, Haley chuckled as she felt Alex’s grip relax around her, hearing his breathing relax. “Awe tuckered out baby?” Haley teased looking up at him, blinking slightly as she noticed Alex had fallen asleep. “Oh, baby...” She cooed quietly, softly kissing his nose.

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minteehell · 1 year ago

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Thank you to @pbbsl for commissioning me! I honestly had fun drawing all of them, even in the middle of all my exams lol.

Im planning to put my commission info later, when I have time. So stay tuned!

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unfortunatelyem · 2 months ago

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don't even know what to caption this

part two

#stardew valley #sdv memes #stardew memes #sdv haley #sdv abigail #sdv emily #sdv sebastian #sdv sam #sdv shane #sdv morris #sdv farmer #haley x abigail #sebastian x alex #incorrect quotes #sdv incorrect quotes

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babiebom · 10 months ago

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Heyyy! I was wondering if u could do the bachelors & bachelorettes reactin to / dating an s/o who has really intense nose bleeds when they're stressed. But plot twist bc this is literally the norm for the farmer bc they have crippling anxiety, especially social.

Thank u sm!!

A/N: I don’t know why I thought this was funny??? My anxiety just makes my stomach upset but a nosebleed in front of everyone like some sort of anxious demon is funny. Not the clean up tho. I’ve never had a nosebleed but I know they bleed SO MUCH. Also no problemo!!! Always glad to get requests!! I did different things (so not just stressed because I would’ve written the same thing for anyone I made crush aspects as sort of for stress too lmao) for each hopefully they’re good enough!

Tw: cursing, blood, anxiety, the nose bleeds are VERY dramatic because it’s fiction lmao. Physical fights(in Leah’s part), arguments(in almost all of them). Pierre hate Pam hate(kinda) Demetrius hate Morris hate. And Kel is gender neutral! let me know if there’s anything else to tag!

Wc: idk lmao hopefully at least 100 words for each

Stardew Masterlist

Sebastian:

Just frowns

Actually helps unexpectedly

….we can never talk about this happening again if you want……

It’s not often that you get to see the towns resident emo, even after visiting Robin multiple times for various building needs. So when you wander into the house, looking for Robin so you can upgrade your coop, seeing him makes your brain malfunction.

“Oh…hey farmer.” He greets, moving past you to head further into the house. You blink for a second before returning the greeting, watching as his dark hoodie disappears behind a wall.

You try to force your breathing to slow down. There is absolutely NO reason you should be this worked up over a literal one second conversation. While you sit with your thoughts, foot steps fill your ears and the sight of Sebastian returning from wherever he went makes all of your progress regress. “So…you here waiting for my mom?”

You nod quickly, clearing your throat, “yeah…um…just need to upgrade my chicken coop.”

“Oh well, she’s not in today. She usually goes to Pierre’s store to work out with the other moms.”

You frown to yourself, how did you miss that she wouldn’t be in today? Damn now all you can think about is how you just made a fool of yourself. Lost in your thoughts, you miss that Sebastian had cleared his throat a couple times until he waves a hand in front of your face.

“If you want, I can take your order and tell her when she gets home later. That way she can get started tomorrow.”

“Would you?” Your heart flips as you perk up. Was he usually this nice? You kinda heard from Robin herself that Sebastian never really interacted with people he wasn’t already friends with.

“Yeah sure.” He shrugs and moves to go around the counter, setting his slowly cooling food down. “Okay so she usually charges 10,000g and you have to have 400 logs of wood and 150 things of stone. Sound right?”

You nod and hand over the bag of money. The second your hands touch it’s like your body decided it couldn’t handle anything else from him. Luckily he just takes the money and pretends like your nose hasn’t become a geyser as you scramble to try to keep the blood from dripping all over their furniture.

Sam:

WOAH DUDE IS THAT LIKE….NORMAL?

it’s like from a movie or something

Is overall sorta scared but at the same time thinks it’s cool

“And this is how I do a kick flip!” Sam shows you skateboard trick after trick and honestly you can’t get enough of it. It wasn’t a secret that the both of you had crushes on each other, and even now it was very obvious by how you were watching him do his tricks that you had feelings for him. Yet still you two weren’t in a relationship, just sort of friends who like each other in a romantic sort of way.

“You’re so cool!” You clap as he lands another trick.

“And you’re cute!”

“What?”

You freeze in your spot and watch in confusion as he sort of freezes midway through his next trick and crashes to the ground. His words echo in your head, making your face heat up and your heart soar. He smacks his face on the ground, sending you into a panic because now all you can think about is how he thinks you’re cute, and now how he probably has a concussion from hitting his face directly onto the concrete.

When he lifts his face off the ground, you’re kneeling next to him, trying to check on him. His forehead is bleeding, his nose is bleeding, and so is his mouth. You shriek and try to go through your backpack to see if you have anything to help him. You didn’t.

You already know where this is leading, and you let out a groan of annoyance right before your nose starts leaking just like his. His eyes widen and he lets out a loud laugh. Maybe you two can move out of the weird friendship you have after all.

Shane:

Would just stare silently

Like no comments no nothing

Doesn’t even act like it’s happening

Having a part time job at Joja Mart during the winter is one of the absolute worst ideas that you’ve had in a while. But you didn’t make a lot during your first year of farming. Stacking the products onto the shelves, your only saving Grace is the fact that you’re allowed to have earphones in. Except for the fact that Pam is now standing next to you asking loudly about where something is. Shane is stacking the shelves behind you.

“I don’t know Pam…the alcohol is probably on the wall in the back.” You frown at her. She obviously knows that you don’t know this store that well, you were a FARMER that NEVER shopped here before. She rasps out another question and it takes everything in you to not snap at her. Trying to calm yourself of course there’s gonna be something else that makes you lose your mind. That something is Morris, coming over and being the absolute WORST and in turn making Pam LOUDER and more insistent.

He’s lecturing you, Pam is agreeing with him way too loudly, the music on your headphones is now overwhelming instead of calming, and the sound of random things in the market is making you want to bite a chunk out of the loaves of bread in front of you, plastic and all. With everything building up inside of you, you already know what’s going to happen. It always happens, but instead of excusing yourself you stand there, staring Morris down as the blood begins to flow from your nostrils.

Pam yells out curses and Morris begins to stutter, but behind them Shane just stares for a second before continuing to work. When you’re finally left alone with him in the aisle as your two stressors hastily take their leave, all he does is let out a dry chuckle.

“Sam has a hell of a mess to clean up…”

Alex:

Oh DUDE your nose is like….LEAKING

Doesn’t help

Just watched and comments

“AND THEN HE HAS THE NERVE TO TELL PEOPLE THAT MY HARVESTS ARE HIS BUT HE ONLY DOES IT IF ITS GOOD!” You rant to the brown haired boy, pacing back and forth in his room. Thankfully both Evelyn and George were out so you weren’t bothering anyone except for the man in front of you.

You huff and puff as he watches, slightly amused slightly concerned. Alex wasn’t the best person to go to when you’re upset unless it was something absolutely devastating. So being in front of him now, complains about your farming woes meant that he was only half ass taking it seriously. “You should go and speak your mind.” He says.

Turns out you should NOT take advice from Alex. Standing in Pierre’s shop, you’re staring him down angrily, anxiety creeping up your throat from you trying to will yourself to call him out on his bullshit. The older man just kind of stares at you in confusion because all you had done was shout his name angrily as you entered the shop then stand in front of him seething.

“You….you…..” you point a finger at him. This was the moment, the moment you stand up for yourself and tell Pierre how HORRIBLE he is!

But of course things don’t work how you want and your nose gushes out blood all over the counter before you can work yourself up to the point of accusations. With a gasp you run out of the shop, hoping that he would keep his mouth shut with Alex running behind you laughing. Again, NEVER let Alex talk you into anything.

Elliott:

Panics

How do I help PLS LET ME HELP

Everything probably gets messy

Fishing had never been your favorite pastime, but now trying to fix up the community center you had to. Unfortunately Willy was gone and couldn’t properly teach you even though he had gifted you an old rod of his, so the next best thing is getting your boyfriend to teach you since he does fish often. Now you stand on the docks, waiting for a fish to bite the hook.

“Keep calm, the fish can feel your fear and it makes them upset.” Elliott spoke. In all honesty you didn’t even know if that was true or not, but you take in a breath to calm down. You did not want to be here all day you had cows to pet.

The second your line begins to pull you try to pull the fish in. And you succeed until it comes time to unhook the eel you managed to catch. The eel is slimy and slippery and all around not a good thing to try to grip. A shriek leaves your lips and the eel struggles, Elliott tries to help you but is also struggling to catch hold of it. And now your nose is bleeding adding another layer to the already hellish experience.

You’re unhappy, the eel is unhappy, and Elliott is unhappy. After what seems like an hour, the stupid thing slips out of your grips and back into the ocean, washing your nose blood off of it and splashing you with saltwater. 0 out of 10 you will not be trying again.

Harvey:

Calm but concerned(after panicking for a second)

Has a doctory approach to it

But is secretly like WTF inside

Your heart thumps in your chest as you sit on the clinic bed. It’s been a while since you’ve been in Harvey’s clinic, having taken a break from the mines, and somehow this seems more shameful than having been beaten almost to death by living slime. Your hands bleed into the cloth you have pressed into it. One of the pigs knocked you over into the broken fence you were in the middle of fixing. Now you sit waiting for the good looking Doctor.

When he walks in he’s all smiles, tapping his clipboard with his pen. “While I’m sad to see that you’re injured, I’m glad to see it isn’t from those mines again.” The eye contact he makes with you makes your heart twist for a second.

He starts speaking of all the shots you need and the antibiotics you need to take, rust poisoning is quite serious you know. “Now,” he says, moving towards you, “let me see your hand.”

Your heart thumps erratically at the close proximity of him and you. You only really ever got to see him this close when you were half dead and barely conscious. His face is much too close for you to be able to do anything but focus on how pretty his eyes are, and how fluffy his mustache is, and how…

“OH MY DEAR YOBA” He yelps and jumps away from you. It takes only a second after him to realize what’s going on, and now your furiously wiping away at your nose with your hands instead of with the cloth, and he’s trying to get something on your nose to catch the blood. It’s a disaster, really. But at least you’re already in a clinic!

Penny:

Probably panics

Doesn’t know how to deal with it

Would try to help though

The warmth of the pool in the spa did nothing to ease your nerves as you waded in the shallow end of the pool. Penny had invited you to come sometime after 7 pm, and when you had arrived she was already waiting for you, kicking her feet in the pool. The thought of her asking you here made your stomach turn, did you do something wrong…? Was she inviting you here to tell you she hated you or something…? You had grown close to her over your time here and would hate it if she thought you were too much or something.

“Do you know why I invited you here?” She asks, moving closer but keeping her eyes on the water.

You shake your head, “I’m not exactly sure, no.”

She frowns and sighs at you, meeting your eyes for a fleeting second then looking elsewhere. “Really? I thought you would’ve noticed by now…” her words trail off and her eyebrows furrow.

The next few seconds are ones that you simultaneously want to remember for forever and forget. She confesses her feelings for you. Feelings that you obviously reciprocate, and the emotions in you mix and grow, rising up your throat as if you were a volcano of conflicting feelings. As soon as you open your mouth to tell her that yes, you like her too, her face morphs into one that’s horrified instead of hopeful, disgusted instead of smitten and you realize a second after she does that your nose is spouting red, dyeing the water you both were swimming in.

Penny shrieks for a solid second before trying to scramble out of the water as fast as she can. You do the same, swirling the red around the pool as both of you splash trying to exit the now crime scene looking pool. When you get out of the water, she’s holding a towel right in your face, smooshing it so hard you can barely breathe and now your nose is throbbing with slight pain. “What do we do?!” She asks moving about quickly. She’s so confused that she just keeps walking and turning as if she’s remembering and forgetting things at the same time.

You just tilt your head downward and cringe inwardly, this was not the way to get a girl to like you. “It’s fine…I’m fine,” you say voice nasally and muffled. “And I like you too by the way.”

Haley:

confused staring

wtf is happening

Actually speechless

It isn’t every day that you get to talk to a beautiful blonde. It isn’t even every day that you talk to anyone. So when she approaches you on one of your trips off of your farm you couldn’t help but feel like either everything is out to get you or that you’re up on your luck. You don’t really know for sure, it honestly depends on how things go.

“Hey farmer!” She smiles as soon as she stops in front of you, the feeling of your stomach twisting makes you want to vomit in all of your nervousness. “I have a favor to ask you…”

“Yeah?” You ask trying to keep your cool. “What is it?”

“I would totally love love LOVE you forever if you could bring me an amethyst? It’s for Emily’s birthday and I don’t really like Clint so I don’t wanna buy anything from him. I’m willing to pay 150g!”

You cough into your fist, nodding along and taken aback by how casually she’s speaking to you. Before you can accept doing her the favor, the horrified look on your face makes your words falter.

She looks absolutely horrified, and touching your hand to your face you can feel why. Your nose started dripping blood, and by dripping you mean you can now feel it running down to your chin. A flurry of curses leave your mouth as confused noises leave hers. It's not much of a surprise that this has happened, but man did you wish it wasn't in front of her.

Emily:

Surprisingly chill about it

Probably has a weird story about a nosebleed or something

Actually helps

You sit at the bar alone, upset at a horrible farming day. You tried your best, you really did, but those stupid ass crows actually ate ALL of your seedlings. Or…almost all of them but that’s basically the same thing! There is no way you’re gonna make enough to make it through winter comfortably. You told Emily exactly this, appreciative of her listening ear in the middle of her busy shift.

“You know they probably didn’t mean it…or maybe they did,” she sucks in a breath eyebrows furrowing as she thinks, “you know crows are very smart they probably know that you’re using that land to farm and stay there because of all the free food.”

“But it’s not free!” You exclaim, throwing your hands up in annoyance, “I have to buy those seeds! They’re just putting me into debt!”

She hums and nods, wiping the bar next to you where a person had just left. You had only a couple months left until the snow started falling and making it virtually impossible to grow anything. The little plants you had left you had to fight the crows for. And by fight I mean you angrily swung a broom at the with the intent of scaring them (not hitting them that’s mean). Still the growing anger inside you was not easily crushed by her warm and quite frankly outlandish words. No, in fact your anger grew the more you thought about it.

You felt it coming before anything had even exited your nose, hurriedly snatching the rag from Emily’s hands. Damn now you would have to buy the bar a new one. She just blinks then nods as if your nose becoming a bloody waterfall was normal.

“You know…nose bleeds cause by stress is usually because your heart rate and blood pressure increase and it causes your blood vessels to dilate!”

You stare at her before laughing. Maybe she was helpful after all.

Abigail:

WOAH

WTF

WHAT DO WE DO?

You stand in front of Pierre in front of the shop, arms crossed as you watch his face grow redder the longer time goes on. “-IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH MY DAUGHTER?” You’re not really listening to his tirade, over the whole ‘protective dad’ thing.

“Dad I’m an adult! You have no say in who I date!” Abigail yells back, face equally red. Who would’ve known that he would have a problem with the farmer he rips off constantly dating his daughter?

He yells out more reasons that the two of you shouldn’t be dating, and in turn points a finger into your chest roughly. You sputter out an offended sound, moving away from him. “Don’t touch me!”

“You shouldn’t be touching my daughter!”

“What? Dude we just started dating, you’re weird as hell!”

The arguing only gets worse from there, accusations flying around and now an audience comes with the drama. It’s almost too much for you to handle with now Caroline, Harvey, Haley, and the Milner family standing and watching the chaos. “Abby let’s just go to my place…” you try suddenly feeling the need to escape and no longer feeling the ‘fuck you dude’ attitude.

“No! He needs to understand that he can’t control my life!”

It’s like a volcano in your body and just like a volcano your nose begins to erupt. Now you’re screaming, Abigail is screaming, Pierre is screaming, the Mullners are screaming. Could this get any worse?

Turns out yeah, it can get any worse, like a family fight worse and now all of you are sitting in Harvey’s clinic. At least you aren’t the only bloody one now.

Maru:

Is surprised

Also forgets what to do

Would probably make things worse

Maru talks about robots and space the way you would talk about her: totally and completely enamored. You sit on her bed listening to her talk about her newest invention, some sort of robot that can cook and clean and basically be a free maid. You laugh and move your arm to get in a more comfortable position to watch her. Unfortunately your arm had other plans and smacked hard into her bed post. Groaning out in pain, your eyes close and begin to water from how much your elbow hurt.

Demetrius is in your face before you even realize that he was in the room. You yelp out in surprise as he starts ranting about you ruining his daughter’s future. You blink in surprise and try to retreat back into the mattress. What was happening. You can hear Maru screaming over his words but your ears feel like they’re filled with water.

“We’re just friends!” You find yourself shouting. Like damn is the man insane? It wasn’t the first time he’s gotten upset at you over Maru, but it was the first time that he was absolutely losing his mind.

“Dad stop!”

Time froze for a second as you and Demetrius stared at each other, Maru standing near him. Breathing in you can taste blood in your mouth before your nose starts bleeding, yet you can’t bring yourself to do anything but sit and catch your breath.

“Oh my god!” Both Demetrius and Maru exclaim moving around the room trying to find something to help. You couldn’t help but feel annoyed at him acting concerned now.

Thankfully Maru looked cute trying to help you which at least made things a little better.

Leah:

Is also freaking out on the inside but calm on the outside

Helps you with tissues

Is understanding

Going on a date with Leah is a dream come true. There’s paint, wine, food, and you’re sitting in the prettiest meadow you’ve ever seen, well it’s pretty because Leah is there and she’s pretty and you’ve been here multiple times because it’s near her cottage but it still looks different today.

You sit, paintbrush in hand, laughing at something she’s saying. It’s fun and if she hadn’t have asked you would’ve spent the day farming like usual, this little break was needed. The day couldn’t be ruined, absolutely nothing can ruin it.

Okay, one thing can ruin it and that one thing is Kel coming and ruining everything. The argument that ensues is one of the worst that you’ve seen. Kel tries to walk up on you(translation: Kel wants to fight you), Leah stops them but in turn gets into a fight with them which causes you to actually get up and try to defend her.

You kinda block out until you can hear Kel call out “I made your nose bleed bitch!” Which again causes you to want to drown in your anger.

“My noses is bleeding because I’m stressed, stupid!” You back. It’s obvious Kel hadn’t been able to hit your nose so claiming to be able to hit you so hard your nose bleeds isn’t even possible. It’s almost childish how the two of you argue.

Leah finally gets Kel to leave and hands you a bunch of tissues as she sits you down on the now rumpled blanket. As the two of you catch your breath and calm down, you find yourself smiling at her behind the wad of tissues catching blood flowing from your nose.

At least the situation would be funny in the future.

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snails4brains · 7 months ago

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stardeww valley sketches

#alex stardew valley #stardew valley #stardew fanart #stardew haley #haley stardew valley #haley x leah #sdv fanart #sam x alex #haleah

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cutepilleddd · 2 months ago

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Wanted to make a sketch of the flower dance but even the most insane torture and brainwashing couldn’t make me draw anyone from this game straight and/or happy

#haley and alex aren’t straight either they’re thinking about that freak nonbinary farmer #my art #art #fanart #fan art #stardew valley #sdv #sam x sebastian #sebastian x alex #penny x abby #abby x haley

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✩⁺₊✩☽⋆Kinkmas - 24th of December⋆☾✩⁺₊✩

ᴀ/ɴ: This is it, folks! The last door to open for you in this event. Thank you for sticking around or checking out a story here and there, I appreciate it all! If you celebrate Christmas - merry Christmas! Have some lovely and calm festivities! If you don't - have a lovely day, I hope it is relaxing enough and that you take good care of yourself!

A gentle reminder: when I write "Christmas" here, I am talking about the Feast of The Winterstar. I have to admit, I got a little sloppy after writing "Feast of the winterstar" so often. Please forgive me - and I hope you can enjoy nonetheless!

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: find out, dolls!

ᴡᴄ: depending how much you read

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: hints of sexual content

Sebastian: „The Feast of the Winterstar isn’t really my thing, you know? So many people, so many sounds, and you have to pretend to be…I dunno, a happy a little family, you know? Even though you aren’t really a happy little family, and you feel like an outcast. Look at this, me throwing a pity party for myself. But I promise, it’s going somewhere. I didn’t usually like it because I felt so misplaced, but this year, I didn’t. This was one of the first years where I looked forward to going, because I knew you would be my family, and I dunno, it felt so good. Okay, I have to admit, maybe that blowjob you gave me before helped. And maybe knowing that you were so full of my cum that you had to squish those thighs together in that little skirt did, too. I wonder how many people saw those hickeys, wonder how many knew you were absolutely pumped full…you took my cock so well, even though you knew we had to go, like you always do…I digress. Look at me, writing this card, trying to be all cute and sweet and even now when you are not even around (you are sleeping on the couch right now, I am going to carry you to bed later, promise) to distract me, you still possess my mind. I sometimes wonder if you know how much I love you. Probably not, because I often suck telling you, but I do. So much. You make this life a lot better, you know? You give me this sort of foundation I have always needed, and you know what? I am so happy to build up on it with you. The realization hit me hard today, when I didn’t feel that pit in my stomach when getting ready to go to the town square. When I didn’t just want to turn around and run for it, when I didn’t want to jump on my bike and just get out of there. It hit me even harder when I looked forward to talking to my family, because I could wrap my arm around you, and I knew I would be safe and appreciated. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but, uh, thank you. I love you, you little toad. I will put this card under your pillow now and pretend it was Santa who brought you your gift, because you can’t stop me. I love you. -Sebby”

Sam: “I haven’t written a card in aaaaaaaaaaaaagessssssssss, but I decided today was the day it needed to happen. Because I love you, baby, so, so much. You should have seen yourself in the square, holy fuck did you make my heart swell. That Winterstar sweater looked sooooo good on you, and the way your eyes glistened? Holy shit, you were prettier than the tree they put up, and I love that tree. But you know what else I love? You. You were so excited for your present, too, and I am sorry Clint gave you rocks. I hope my present is better. No, I am not talking about fingering you under the table while we ate, but that was fucking hot, right? You were fucking gushing for me, baby, so fucking sloppy. I know you were struggling to stay quiet, but I was struggling, too. Do you know how fucking hard my cock was? Oh, oops, I think I am getting off topic. I wasn’t talking about that present, I am talking about the one that’s under the tree (if you are not letting me open mine before tomorrow, I am not letting you open yours, either. Those are the rules (I am pouting as I write this)). I think you are going to like it, I saw you looking at it for a while now. And here you are thinking I don’t remember much (true), but if my baby likes something, I am sure as hell remembering. I hope it is going to make you happy. It won’t make you as happy as you make me, but at least a fraction of it? I can’t wait to see your face when you open it, I hope your eyes will keep that excitement you always get when you are opening presents, not like when you opened the rocks. I do have admit though, the look you gave Clint was hilarious. He’s a shitty secret Santa, isn’t he? But you aren’t. You don’t know it yet, but you have already given me the biggest gift possible, baby. I am not talking about the one under the tree. The days you spend with me are the sunniest of my life, and I can’t wait to spend more with you. I love you to the moon and back, you know that, right? Because I do. And I can’t wait to love you forever and always. -Love, Sammy”

Shane: “You know I am not the biggest fan of this. To be honest, I still think it’s humbug (I grew to like that word, though), but Jas told me that you give people you care about a card for Christmas, so. Yeah, surprise, I care about you. I hope you have noticed by now. Why do these cards even need so much glitter? I made you one so it wouldn’t look like a fucking unicorn threw up over it, but the glitter from those flimsy store things is still sticking to my hands, like, the fuck? I pet Charlie earlier and he fucking sparkled, and I don’t know how to get fucking glitter out of feathers. It’s not like I didn’t try. I even fucking googled, and now I get ads about little arms you can put on chickens… Reading back, I think I am trying to avoid getting to the point, but that’s not because of you. No, it’s because of me, because I am scared that if I write down what I feel, realization will kick in for you and have you run for the hills, but I just need you to know. I love you, I really do. I know I have been a little very mean to you in the beginning, so…thank you for persisting and not giving up on me. I honestly don’t think I could have ever gotten so far without you - I wake up and don’t just feel like complete shit. I go through my day without just thinking about getting drunk. When you were sitting across from me at the feast, I noticed that this was the first year I didn’t have some sort of alcohol with me. And when you smiled at me, I knew I wanted it to stay like that. I know I went a little rough with you there when we got home, but I just needed you to know, just needed you to feel how much you mean to me, how thankful I am for you. I don’t know what happened to me there, but it felt so right to just…pound it into you. But hey, the way you have scratched down my back and cried my name, I think you got the message. And if not, don’t you worry, I have enough time to make it stick. But I know you are waiting in bed for me right now, and I really want to join you, so… to cut this shit short (Sam would call it yapping, I think), I love you. A lot. -Shane PS: should we get little arms for our chickens?”

Harvey: “Hello, my love. I have decided that today is the best time to sit down and take some time to write this card for you. After all, winter is the time of consideration and love for others, isn’t it? And I have to say, I have so much love for you. I do not know how to tell you this, but I am simply going to try. You have brought so much new things into my life, it his hard to believe. I have always believed that I didn’t really like change, that’s why I opened my clinic in Pelican Town, after all. It promised me a slow pace and rituals, and, most importantly, rarely any changes. There are barely any people coming, barely any leaving. And then you came along, changing this town completely. And you changed it for the good. Just like you did with me. Hon, you made me leave the comfort of my bubble more than one time and in more times than one. You made me test my abilities, try out new things. I would have never gotten in that hot air balloon without you, for example. Would have never discovered that I love aerobics and dancing, and, to be honest, I wouldn’t know as much sexually about myself as I do know. You have allowed me to explore myself and gave me your safety. I didn’t know I had an oral fixation until I met you, if I am being honest, and I didn’t think I would enjoy going down on a woman as much as I do. Okay, well, maybe that is because of you. Your moans and gasps are just the sweetest, and I love the way you tug at my hair…Hoo, boy, I am blushing just writing this! I just wanted to sincerely thank you for showing me that I do not need to be as scared as I used to be. That it is okay to fall sometimes, to trust in the safety nets. I love you, my love. So, so much. I hope you will never forget this, and I hope you know: although you have shown me that change is okay – my love for you will never change in any other way than that it will grow for you. I love you. Yours truly, Harvey.”

Elliott: “The stars are shining bright upon us tonight, my sweet angel, the air is clear, and so is my head, but my heart? Oh, my heart is full of one of the rawest, strongest and most important emotions – love. And this love, my beautiful little angel, is directed to you. Sometimes I am asking myself how I, a mere commoner, so to speak, is deserving of such a carefully created being as you are. And then my thoughts cease, my tongue ties and my throat closes up out of nothing but the sheer fear that whoever was grateful enough to allow your love to be gifted to me will take this question as an offensive act of ungratefulness and take you away from me. What I am trying to tell you, angel, is, that I love you, wholly and completely, with each atom of my being, with every cell that keeps me alive, with every breath that fills my lungs, with every word I write, with every page I fill – I love you. Not only a day like the Feast of the Winterstar awake these strong feelings within me, no, it could be an ordinary day where I get to wake up next to you, your love-bitten skin just barely covered by a blanket, your hair all tousled, partly because of the sleep that still keeps you wrapped up tightly, partly because you have allowed me to make love to you. An ordinary day where I get to see your smile, get to see you is enough to alight this fire within me. If I am allowing myself to speak freely, even right now, just by writing this, I can feel my the warmth pool inside my stomach, can feel myself craving you in a way that is primal, and I know I could just turn around and please you, distract you from the book you are reading. But my angel, I won’t do so – not just yet. I first need you to know that your love, hopefully just as raw and ready to blossom like mine, is the biggest gift that has been ever gifted to me. No Winterstar could gift me something as dear as you, and I would never even dare to speak out another wish – as long as I have you. Please know, my angel, that you are my everything. My muse, my light, my reason to overcome writer’s block, my safe haven I will always be happy to return to. I love you. -Forever yours and fallen for you, Elliott.”

Alex: "Merry X-mas baby! You prolly know that I really suck at writing but this is our first X-mas together and I wanted to write you a card. because there are a few things I wanted to tell you you know? Like that I fell in love with you the moment you moved here and I fell fucking hard. Cheesy isn't it? But it's true. I don't really know how many nights I spent thinking about you. Okay to be honest, I didn't only think, I also busied my hand a little if you know what I mean ;) Just couldn't resist, you are just so pretty baby. So so pretty. Actually I can't wait to see you wearing that lil gift I got you. I think you are gonna like it but I am SURE you will like what I am going to do to you while you are wearing it. Can't wait to have my cock inside of you again baby it to be honest. I just love the face you make the moment I brush your cunt with my dick. Fuck that I love everything about you baby. Love everything you do when I plow you... I know I know, we already had our fun today, but I just can’t get enough of those moans. They are like my fucking fuel, you are my fuel. I dunno if I should tell you this, because I am actually a lil embarrassed about it, but do you know that audio I made of us fuckin? I sometimes listen to it when doin an especially hard workout because it makes me feel like I can do anything. I am drifting off right now right? I can't wait to spend this X-mas with you and many more to come because you actually make me look forward to it again. Christmas and the whole Winterstar season were so hard on me ever since my mom passed away, but you… you lift that gloomy cloud away from me. You make it feel like it’s going to be okay, and I am so thankful for that, baby. Damn, this season make me cheesy doesn't it? But to put it in a nutshell (I actually read that phrase in a book today are you proud of me now?): I love you, baby. ~Alex I actually did it I actually wrote a card can you fucking believe it."

Leah: “My sweet thing! Did I already tell you how cute you look in your little Winterstar sweater? Gives me the Christmas spirit in a way you wouldn’t believe! I absolutely loved how you told Evelyn what wool you were using to make it, even offering her some. You’ve just got the kindest heart in the valley, don’t you? You know I usually get artist’s block during the winter months, but when I saw down and looked at this piece of paper, it was like I just knew what I needed to do. And here we are, now that your Christmas card has dried, I can finally write in it, and I am going to use it to tell you that… I love you! What surprise, huh? Especially since I have given you that sculpture. But it is true, I love you. When we woke up together and slept together once more before getting ready…phew… I don’t know, I think I have never felt like this before. By the way, while we are at it, I definitely need you on my face again. There is just something absolutely breathtaking ( 😉 ) about you grinding against me so desperately while you are trying to eat me out… Look at me, sweet thing, already rambling and drooling over you again. But that is what you do to me… Sweet thing, you make me feel so genuinely happy and welcome here. I have always enjoyed my solitude in a way, fending for myself, being one with the nature, seeking out company only when I truly wanted it. But you showed me that there is another person I can rely on but myself, and for that I am thankful. You have opened your arms and your home for me whenever I needed either or both, and you are always believing in me, even when I had this dumb idea to sculpt a Winterstar tree with just cans. Yes, I will never drink that kinda wine again and yes, I remember that Shane blocked me because I spammed him trying to ask him for cans. But even though it was stupid and I was behaving like a maniac, you just smiled at me and got on your horse, telling me you’d fetch me some more cans. And you did. Thank you, love, for loving me, my art, and being a masterpiece yourself. I love you. -Leah. PS: I MIGHT HAVE AN IDEA HOW THAT TREE MIGHT ACTUALLY WORK OUT."

Maru: “Well, Christmas cards certainly aren’t my usual way of communicating, but I figured why not try out something new for once? You know I am all for trying out new things, especially if they make the world a better place. And if this makes your day a little better, then I am already one step closer to that goal. Was that cheesy? I think it was. I cannot believe what you are doing to me; ME, a clear-minded, well-structured scientist, being cheesy and absolutely whipped for you. It is true – I am. I do not what you did to me, but it did work. Every single day I wake up thankful to have you, and not only because you are such a willing little guinea pig (which you are, may I add. But you are my favourite <3). I remember when we had slept together that first time. It was NOT that I was a virgin, but… you made me feel things I didn’t quite think I could feel. I was actually feeling like you wrapped me up in cotton candy when you whispered these sweet things to me, and I didn’t think that was humanly possible (just to be clear, it is not!). With every kiss that you placed on my skin, with every thrust of your fingers, I was falling deeper, deeper, deeper and I absolutely did not want it to stop. I still do not. Is that greedy? Perchance. Do I mind that much? No, because it is with you. And here we are, just coming back from the Feast of The Winterstar, and I can’t wait to give you your gift. You had told me you had wanted to wait until the morning to exchange them, like you don’t know how impatient I can get. I just cannot wait to see your face when you open it up. You know, I probably have hidden it so well, but I actually am trying to support your farm with my machines. I build most of the farm helpers with you in mind. I am only telling you this because it is Christmas, though! Still. I love you. I love you really, really much, and I truly enjoy loving you. I know I sometimes might have an odd way of showing it, but now it is here, spelled out clearly, and I am happy it is. Because you deserve to now. Merry Christmas. -Your love loving you, Maru. PS: Did you know that the tradition of the Winterstar has a quite interesting origin?”

Emily: “It’s CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! I can’t believe this beautiful time of year is already supposed to be over again ☹. It always moves by so fast, doesn’t it?! Especially now that I have you by my side – it was like it had gone in a blink! One day we were cuddling on the couch watching this sweet little Christmas movie, and the next we were already at the Feast! Thank you for dancing with me, by the way. I enjoyed it a lot, even though we might have put a little show on for everyone 😉. Do you think they saw that I was not just dancing with you, but basically humping that sweet little butt of yours? Do you think they knew we were all over one another as soon as we stepped through the door. Yoba, you were so wet from just a little grinding! Okay, maybe a more than a little grinding, but your panties were drenched! But that’s okay, I was just as wet as you. I always get like this around you; it is like I just can’t get enough. You are so intoxicating! I have always known that, though, I could feel your vibes the first time we met and they were AMAZING! They still are, of course, but they also grew a lot stronger. I hope you know how happy the spirits are with you, my little butterfly! You just wouldn’t believe how happy I am that our spirits get to intertwine like this! I see them in my dreams sometimes, they are a strong unit. I wish I could take you along into that world more often, but it can be hard to channel all these emotions sometimes… Oh, my butterfly, I am just so happy to have you. I love you so much. It feels like colours are brighter with you around, even now in winter! I just can’t wait to see again what the other seasons are going to look like with you. And I can’t wait to spend another winter with you, another Christmas. I know that’s a little early, isn’t it? But with you, the future seems a lot tastier. Albeit now I would like to enjoy the present, because you are smiling at me, telling me we should share some Winterstar cookies. To many more present moments, butterfly. -Hugs and kisses, Emily.”

Haley: “Babe, thank you so, so much for encouraging me to take my camera with me today. Me being a summer girlie makes it hard for me to see the appeal in winter, but I actually got some decent shots today. You definitely need to check them out later when I developed them! But I have to say, even though those pics are pretty, they aren’t my favourite. No pictures can beat the ones I have of us, they are my favourite and will always be. Actually, well, there might be a set of pics that can beat those as well, hehe… Remember when you allowed me to make you my little model? You looked so pretty in that lingerie set. I am looking at one of those pictures right now, and I would be lying if I said that they didn’t do something to me. You just have a way to pose that makes me a little envious. Not much, though, because those pics are for me and me only. But the one where you grin at me with those hooded eyes…you just knew exactly what were you doing, weren’t you? Who knew a dirty little farmer had it in her? 😉 But look at me, rambling about photos again. I actually wanted to write you a Christmassy card, tell you how much I love you. But you know that, right? I know I was a little…judgemental in the beginning, but you know that you have found your way in my heart? Yoba, that was lame. Okay, you see, I struggle a lot putting these feelings into words because they are such…big feelings (jeewhizz, I sound like Emily), but…Let me try this differently. I am with you. I enjoy being with you. I love every day that we are together. You mean more to me than my camera, sunflowers and pink cake combined. There! I said it! And now I expect you to hold this card dear and never lose it, because I will not say this again. So, maybe I will, if you ask me. Or maybe right now, when you are sleeping so sweetly, your hair falling just right. How do you always manage this, getting your hair to fall like you are starring in an advertisement for freaking conditioner? You know what? That’s it. I am getting the camera, and then I am joining you. Merry X-Mas, babe. I love you. -Haley.”

Abigail: “I just don’t get how you do it. Really, I don’t. I watched you all night, and I am pretty sure your smile didn’t falter even once. Not even when my dad told you that stupid joke – “What did Santa pay for his sleigh? Nothing, it was on the house.” Ha ha, dad, really. See, it’s so stupid I even remember it by heart! Hey, I can’t deny that my parents love you, tho. Well done, I think you can sit at our table until the end of time now, sharing my fate. Fine, it wasn’t all that bad. I was having fun. A little. You made it better, you know? I felt like I finally had someone next to me that actually understands me. You always understand me, and I know you do. Speaking of…Yoba, if my parents only knew that you have taken me to the mines already you would lose that hard-earned spot at that damn table again. Especially if they knew what else we were doing down there… Oh, it gets me weak in the knees to just think about it. You were so rough with me… I know it was because you were worried because I wasn’t careful enough, but being choked against a stone wall? That was definitely something…Actually, I still remember that I had been barely able to walk back to the farm after you were done with me. What do you say? Does the handle of your sword still smell like me? I kinda wish it does… But it’s best if we keep this our pretty little secret, right? So you can keep the spot at our table and so that you can still take me to the mines. And perhaps so they can still let us be together with calm minds. I wish that I could tell you that I look forward to spending many more Christmases with you, but that would be a lie. I do hope to spend many days with you, and that you can make many more Christmases a tolerable experience like today. You know, you mange to make many things that I hate tolerable. So…Thank you. Truly. I know I am a lot sometimes, but please know that I love you. A lot. A crazy lot. And I would do a crazy lot for you. But for now, I am going to crawl in bed with you. See what you say to the present purple-haired Santa will bring you tonight. Good night, bub. -Your Abby. PS: I could have totally beaten that slime myself. PPS: probably.”

Penny: “Do you remember last winter? We weren’t together yet, but we still shared a moment that is still very dear to me, hun. I had dropped my bookmark into the snow, it was a papery one, beige at that, so looking for it was a lost cause. You had come by on your horse and without any hesitation, you had jumped to help me. Of course, we didn’t find that bookmark ever again, and I had been really sad, it had been my favourite. You had told me you were sorry and stroked over my hair oh so gently, as if it had been your fault. Oh, I had already been swooning for you, then! And then the next day you had come by, smiling at me as you held something behind your back. You had told me that Santa had passed by early before you stretched out something, a Poppy, carefully pressed and wrapped in a foil to secure it. I didn’t know how you had done it back then (now I know you like growing flowers in your greenhouse, and I love sitting there), but I kept it dear to me. I like to think that this was the point our relationship got its roots, and that’s why I will always hold that bookmark dear. When I looked at you at the Feast today, the bookmark came back to my mind, and I felt like a realization hit me. Our relationship – it is like a book. A carefully crafted romance by life. The only difference is that, while I love books, I have never been as involved in one as I am in this one. I am here for every single page, and I am eating them all up. No matter if they consist of our little reading ritual in the evenings, our date nights, the things you have taught me about living on the farming, our fights and… the spicier parts of our relationship, hi hi. I haven’t told this anyone, and I trust you keep this secret, but I did actually read some more…passionate books, but it never quite resonated with me. Until I met you. I don’t know what’s happening to me when we are naked, I am usually well composed, I think, but when you let me sit on your thigh, or when you guide our…ehe…you know, to grind against one another, something happens in my brain. It’s like a short-circuit, and I find myself wanting more, more, more. Ever since I have met you, I have also been feeling a lot more…lustful. But only for you! I tried to replicate these feelings you give me by reading books a few times, but I have never managed to do it. Weird, isn’t it? However! This isn’t y main point – my main point is that I love you. I love you more than a library of a million books holds words. I hope our personal book will fill more and more. I hope we will be able to fill our own personal library. I just want you to know: You are my favourite; book, topic, genre. It doesn’t matter. You are my favourite. ~With purest love, Penny.”

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