#sdv haley x reader

[stardewstardropthoughts]

Haley teaches you to touch yourself

Content warnings: obviously nsfw, minors I am not responsible for your media consumption but pls do not interact with this one, fem farmer, they’re lesbians your honour, masturbation, praise

She masturbates pretty regularly, so when you guys get into the more sexual aspect of your relationship and she learns you’ve never masturbated simply because you could never quite get it right boy if she determined to help

She’s got the mood set, lights are dimmed, some music playing in the background on low volume (I cannot be convinced she doesn’t listen to Chappell roan), sweet scented candles lit

Has you sit across from her, your both naked, she’ll start trailing her hands over her body telling you to copy her movements on yourself

Gently running her hands over her thighs and stomach, cupping her tits and watching as you shyly follow along, showing you how to pinch your nipples and delighted in the breathy whimper it elicits from you

She’ll spread her legs and instruct you to watch her closely, spreading her pussy lips apart and showing you how sticky she is “you’ve been such a good girl for me, following along perfectly baby” she praises in a low soft tone, “now keep being good for me and I’ll reward you” she teases lightly

She watches intently as you follow her movements, your hands exploring your own body slowly and sensually as you begin to feel your slick gathering, your thighs becoming sticky

Your fingers gently dipping to finally pay attention to your neglected clit, a moan leaving your mouth as the pleasure begins to build, Haley’s all but abandoned her own pleasure in favour of watching you more closely

“That’s it sweet girl, you can take two fingers can’t you?” She coo’s at you as she watches you dip your fingers into your cunt, savouring the way your face scrunches in pleasure as your high begins to build

When you let her know your gonna cum she’s over beside you pulling you into the sloppiest kiss, swallowing your moans as you ride out your high with her, panting into her mouth

“What a good girl I have, did so good for me” she praises, pulling you into her arms to help you calm down after such an intense orgasm “how about we draw a nice hot bath, and then later when your up for it I’ll reward you for your good behaviour?” And reward you she does

[swarvey]

Can I ask for reactions to Farmer having real bad, MASSIVE, resting bit@% face. please 🙏

I don't care who you do it for, have fun with it. :3

when you have a resting bitch face | shane, haley (separate!) x gn!reader

summary -> your resting face has never been . . . the kindest, to say the least. it couldn't matter less to them, of course. warnings -> none! wc -> 502

a/n: this request is so funny and real i love it. i decided to do it with those who i headcanon to also have resting bitch faces. enjoy!! <3

shane

"fuckin' hell — what's up with them?"

as someone who also typically does not look the friendliest, shane feels like he has the right to judge

he's barely phased tho, thinks it's hilarious watching you go around town handing people gifts with such a stoic face

it all changes, tho, the day he sees you smile

he doesn't recall what made you laugh, only remembers thinking he wished it was because of him, bc damn

any thoughts he had about your resting face are gone

now, he only cares about being the one to break it

not that he'll ever admit it, ofc

(at least, not until you and him have matching mermaid's pendants)

it starts off with awkward small talk, as stuff typically does

"hey." | "um, hey." | "..." | "... do you need something?" | "no! no. nothing." | "okay." | "okay."

no one told him talking was hard, okay?

(the chickens usually think he's pretty funny, he swears)

something he said to you must have been right, tho, bc one day, he's on the way to joja and is stopped by you

and you have a container in your hands. for him. of pepper poppers.

"i heard you liked these ... so i decided to try and make them."

your typically hostile exterior is gone, replaced with ... is that embarrassment in your eyes??

he can't say shit, tho, he can feel a flush of heat creeping up his neck

"oh, uh, thanks, i guess. i mean, these are my favorite, so, yeah. thanks."

he wants to crawl away into a hole for the rest of his life.

his antics are rewarded nonetheless, seeing that he made you laugh for the first time

(which, in turn, gives him the chance to make you laugh for the rest of his life)

haley

"why is the new farmer looking at me like that? do they have a problem or something?"

definitely takes offense to it at first, disregarding her own major rbf

thinks you have something against her personally until emily reassures her it's just your resting face

she'll scoff and think it's stupid at first

but then she goes into the bathroom, looks into the mirror, and pretty much shrieks, scaring the hell out of her sister

"what, what?!" | "i have it, too!" | "have what?" | "the resting face! the one the farmer has!"

(emily reminds herself of inner peace before shutting the bathroom door and walking away)

after her monumental realization, haley is more understanding of you and decides to try and get to know you better

very pleasantly surprised to find your exterior doesn't match how you truly are

and when she finds a sunflower on her doorstep, along with a short letter written to her?

she's smitten.

haley's used to getting what she wants, and it's no different with you

"hey. you gave me this, right?" | "the sunflower? yeah, i heard you liked them..." | "so, wanna go on a date?" | "huh?!"

the rest is history

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Flower Dance

Haley (Stardew) x She/Her Reader

A/N: I liked the idea, but I don’t think I executed it as well as I hoped I would because I got impatient. Still not too bad though I think. I wrote this in November of 2022. Sharing it now because why not. Word Count: 2,383

“Ew, no.”

Haley had regretted the words as soon as she had spit them out like an defensive cobra.

Hurt was written all over the farmer’s face as she recoiled from Haley like she had been burned.

Haley saw the year’s worth of progress she had made getting out of her shell and becoming friends with (Y/n) crumble before her very eyes. She tried to say something, anything, to peddle back from the harsh way she had answered, but (Y/n) recovered first. At least somewhat.

“…Alright then, sorry. A simple no would have sufficed.” She mumbled. “Excuse me.”

Haley reached for her but froze halfway before withdrawing. Her hands fell to her sides in tight fists.

Why did she say that? It was only (Y/n), the sweet farmer who had taken the time to scale Haley’s walls to find her soft and more vulnerable self within.

Daffodils in the spring, ice cream in the summer, sunflowers in fall, pink cake in winter… (Y/n) had been nothing but nice to her even from the beginning when Haley insulted her clothes and earthy scent. Back then the farmer had been able to brush her off, but Haley’s words definitely had a direct impact this time.

She didn’t mean to speak to her like that. She had just been startled that (Y/n) would even think to ask. The thought of dancing with her made Haley’s face burn and her heart thump in her ears. She wasn’t sure if it was excitement or fear that was causing those reactions, but clearly fear had won out when she opened her stupid mouth.

What should she do now?

“Haley,”

Haley turned to find that Alex was walking up to her. She tried to school her expression into something more neutral before he got too close to notice.

“The dance is starting soon. Are we partnering up again this year?”

Haley scanned the field for (Y/n) and bit the inside of her lip when she couldn’t see her. She was the Flower Queen, she was expected to be a part of the ceremonial first dance. As much as she wanted to go look for (Y/n) and apologize, that would have to wait. It would be better to talk to her when her heart stopped pounding anyway.

“Yeah,” Haley nodded, linking Alex’s elbow with hers, “let’s get in position.”

When they did find their places, Haley watched the usual pairs link up. Finally she saw (Y/n) conversing with Robin and Demetrius on the sidelines. Haley remembered last year, wondering why the new farmer hadn’t bothered to come to the dance. At first, she thought she had some kind of sense of superiority over the townsfolk, but it was a traditional town event after all, not a club in Zuzu City. It would probably have been uncomfortable after only being a part of the community for a couple weeks.

Now a year later, (Y/n) had felt comfortable enough to join in on the festivities and Haley had surely made her regret stepping away from her busy farm life with the utterance of those two stupid words.

Good job, idiot.

She continued to watch over Alex’s shoulder as Leah unexpectedly walked up. Leah? Leah usually danced with Elliot. What was she doing sidling up to (Y/n) like that? Haley looked around for the writer, but he was nowhere to be seen. Was he sick or something?

Haley looked back in time to see (Y/n) smile kindly at something Leah had said and felt something burning within her as Leah offered (Y/n) her hand and the farmer took it.

“What’s going on behind me that has you squeezing my shoulders like that?” Alex asked, craning his head back, “It kinda hurts.”

“Nothing.” Haley snapped.

She turned her head away from (Y/n) and Leah, trying to ignore them bonding over being the newest residents of the valley and how Leah’s first Flower Dance went. How Leah taught (Y/n) the steps, something that could have been Haley’s honor not even ten minutes ago.

“Doesn’t seem like nothing,” Alex winced, “Come on Haley, I can feel your nails through my shirt.”

“Sorry.” Haley eased up a bit, but her steely gaze still lingered on the two women butchering the steps while snickering to each other.

Haley was furious. They were making a mockery of the long standing tradition! That was definitely what was pissing her off. Not the fact that she could have just as easily been in Leah’s shoes, helping (Y/n) find her footing and laughing with her instead—

“Too tight again Haley, damn!” Alex hissed, finally twirling Haley around so he could take a look at what was pissing her off so bad that she felt the need to leave him bruised.

“What am I supposed to be seeing here?”

“Just drop it.” Haley nearly growled.

“Ohhhh,” Alex winced upon spotting Leah and (Y/n) spinning together, “I get it. Well, they could just be dancing as friends like us you know. You’re not out of this yet.”

“What are you talking about?” She grumbled.

“(Y/n) and Leah. I figured farm girl would steal my spot this year. I was kinda hoping for it too,” Alex pulled at his collar, “this outfit is always so itchy.”

“Why would I dance with her? That makes no sense.” Haley shot defensively, not loud enough for anyone else to hear, but loud enough to make Emily peer over Shane’s shoulder to try and see what her sister was so grumpy about.

“Uhh, don’t you like her?” Alex asked with uncertainty, “I could have sworn—“

“I do not!” Haley fumed, heart pounding and face flushing once again, “Why would you think that?”

“The last time we were in your dark room. I mean, dude, like, a loooot of your pictures lately have been of (Y/n)…”

“I needed to have a gallery that showcased humans and nature for an online class!” Haley defended, though her cheeks blushed darker, “I sure as hell wasn’t going to ask that weirdo in the mountains if I could follow him around for a couple days. (Y/n) was the obvious choice.”

“I don’t get why you’re so defensive about it. It’s cool if you like her or whatever. You know I don’t care. Emily definitely wouldn’t. I think no one would mind as much as you seem to, or you’re at least in the minority on the subject.”

“I. Do. Not. Like. Her. Like. That.” Haley gritted out.

Alex sighed heavily. Why did Haley always have to be so stubborn? He had an idea, but it was going to be just a little mean…

“Oh whoa, they’re totally making out.”

“What?!”

Haley’s heart dropped as she yanked Alex around so she could look at (Y/n) and Leah again. They weren’t kissing, nor did it look like they had been. They were still clumsily dancing together as they talked.

Haley turned her eyes back on Alex, who dared to wear a smug little smirk on her face that Haley desperately wanted to slap off.

“You do like her, Hales. You haven’t liked anyone in forever! And as your best friend, it’s my job to help you shoot your shot. Come on, let’s dance over and see if we can’t get you to cut in.”

“No, Alex,” Haley pulled him back, a touch of fear in her voice “I, I can’t. Not after what I said. She must think I’m such a bitch.”

“What are you talking about?”

“She already asked me to dance, Alex,” Haley groaned angrily at herself, “and do you know what I said? I said, ‘ew, no’.”

“No.” Alex sucked in air through clenched teeth.

“Yeah, try coming back from that. She’ll never talk to me again.”

“You could tell her you’re sorry. Say you got so nervous you insulted her. That might help.”

“Oh sure.” Haley scoffed.

“It would be better than doing nothing!” Alex whined. “Haley, before (Y/n), I was basically the only person you ever talked to. You really stepped up this year and I’d hate to see you close yourself off again.”

(Y/n) and Leah seemed to have grown tired of dancing and went to join the sidelines once more and Haley looked to the grass at her feet. She wanted to say to hell with it. People come and go all the time, just look at her parents and their never ending trips. However, she couldn’t bring herself to slip away from (Y/n). She didn’t want (Y/n) to slip away from her either.

“What do I do, Alex? She’s not going to want to talk to me after this.”

“We’ll think of something,” Alex promised, giving Haley one last twirl, “We’ll think of something.”

***

“H-hello?” (Y/n) called out as she entered the Secret Woods.

She had received a letter in the mail that morning, urging her to arrive at her earliest convenience. She had half a mind to suspect it was the bear again, although the only thing she had been instructed to bring was herself, not syrup.

As she wandered further into the clearing, she faintly heard music playing and decided to follow it. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Haley flattening a table cloth over a large tree stump. The sting of yesterday was still very fresh in her mind. Surely Haley didn’t send her that letter… she took a step back, but her foot snapped a twig, causing Haley’s head to snap up.

Haley quickly finished what she was doing, hands moving clumsily from nervousness. She dried her sweaty palms on the back of her skirt and then took a deep breath as she approached (Y/n).

“Hey,” Haley said, her smile looking a bit too pained to be sincere. Much like the polite smile (Y/n) was trying to hold.

“Ah, sorry Haley. I didn’t know—“

“I want you here,” Haley spoke quickly, “I wrote the letter.”

“You did? Why?” (Y/n) asked, her body language defensive. After yesterday, she wasn’t too keen on listening to whatever Haley had to say. She didn’t think she knew Haley as well as she thought she did.

“Because I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I- I was totally out of line. I’m really, really sorry.”

“But why did you say that at all? Haley, that really hurt me.” (Y/n) crossed her arms over her chest.

“I know, I regretted it as soon as I said it. I was just scared I guess. I didn’t expect you to ask me to dance and I know that’s a dumb excuse, but I swear I didn’t mean it.”

“What were you scared for?” (Y/n) asked softly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Because I,” Haley took in a shaky breath, “I like you a lot.”

“You were scared to accept my invitation to dance because you like me?” (Y/n) tested the words on her tongue, finding them just as confusing as when Haley had said them.

“Yeah, well, when you repeat it back like that it sounds dumb,” Haley blushed, “but, ugh! You know me. I’m not easy to get along with. I also don’t like being vulnerable so this whole thing is killing me now, but, I also like you too much to not try to apologize so,” Haley tentatively held her hand out to the bewildered farmer, “will you please let me have this dance in an attempt to redeem myself?”

(Y/n) studied the offered hand for a moment, making Haley so nervous she stopped breathing, but then (Y/n) gave her a small smile and took Haley’s hand.

“Okay.”

Haley inhaled deeply, feeling a weight come off her shoulders. She hurriedly put her free hand around (Y/n)’s waist and took the lead. Her skin tingled when (Y/n)’s hand came to rest on her shoulder.

“Thank you.” Haley breathed a sigh of relief.

“You know, you really surprised me yesterday,” (Y/n) began, making Haley wince, “I know you can be a little grouchy, even mean sometimes,” Haley wished the ground would swallow her whole,

“but the more we got to know each other, the more I got to see who you are trying to protect, the person who are underneath the prickliness. Granted, the prickliness is just as much a part of you, but I think it’s cute when you’re a little snarky,” Haley bit the inside of her cheek. She felt like she should be insulted, but (Y/n) finding something about her cute was making her blush,

“I was hurt when you turned me down like that yesterday, but I was also worried that would be the end of our friendship.”

“Why would you worry about that? If the shoe had been on the other foot, I would have said good riddance.” Haley asked, mentally kicking herself for possibly giving (Y/n) the idea to back away now.

“Yeah, I kinda did feel that way at first,” (Y/n) admitted, “but when Leah helped me cool down, I at least wanted to know why you reacted the way you did. I’m glad you reached out to me before I did, because I honestly had no idea how to approach the subject.” (Y/n) said with a sheepish grin.

“What, are you afraid of me or something, Miss spends-all-winter-in-the-mines?” Haley Scoffed.

“Oh definitely.”

“Really?”

“You are scarier than you give yourself credit for.”

Haley tried not to laugh, but she couldn’t help it. She lowered her head to rest against (Y/n)’s shoulder and giggled, making (Y/n) laugh as well.

They swayed through a couple more songs before Haley pulled back and asked (Y/n) if she was hungry before motioning back to the the covered tree stump. They ate and talked together while listening to the portable radio Haley had brought along. When there was a lull, Haley asked,

“Hey, it’s not exactly the Flower Dance, but there’s always a dance floor at the summer Luau… be my dance partner?”

(Y/n) perked up, giving Haley another smile that gave her butterflies, “I’d like that.”

“Awesome.”

Maybe by summer she’d work up the courage to ask (Y/n) if she wanted to be her girlfriend, but this was perfect for now. Alex was going to need to help her with a plan, but when (Y/n) reached across the stump the tuck a bit of Haley’s hair behind her ear, she was feeling a little better about her chances.

[staratie]

week two: phone sex

nsfw, oral sex, dirty talk, toy used, implies tall!reader wc: 534 summary: buying a phone from robin was a mistake.

Buying a phone from Robin changed your farm life. You didn’t need to travel to her house to see her stock or prices, you got to call the saloon, and Pierre’s to see what he was selling for the day.

However, having the phone did come with prank callers and Vincent randomly checking in on you.

One rainy day, you and Haley were hanging out in your cottage. You had been dating for a while and the intimacy between you two intensified. The first time you two had sex was heavenly. Literally. You two roleplayed as an angel and devil and it was obvious who played each role.

���I’m bored.” She sighed, standing up from the couch. You followed her and wrap an arm around her shoulder.

“Well, there’s a lot we can do.” You suggested. “Watch TV, cook together, feed the animals—”

“No.” Haley disagreed. She turned to you, tip-toes, gently pinned you against the wall, and placed a soft kiss on your lips. Your kiss picked up, to the point where you were taking each other’s clothes off.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

You rolled your eyes, stopped the kiss, and grabbed the phone.

“Hello?” You asked, trying not to moan. Haley’s lips went down from your cheek to your collarbone and your chest.

“Hi! It’s Robin!” The carpenter sang.

“Ah fuck—” You whispered as your lover knelt down. She started kissing you, licking her tongue around you, sighing happily as you twitched and nearly lose your composure. “I mean ah, my fudge!”

“You baking brownies, farmer?” Robin asked.

“U-Um yeah, trying out a new recipe from Zuzu City.”

You heard Haley leave for a little bit, probably to get a pillow or blanket to kneel on. Grateful, you continued your conversation.

“So what do you want to talk about?”

“Oh! I noticed your coop isn’t upgraded yet. I think you should consider doing that because you are probably buying more animals…” Robin chatted endlessly about the farm.

You masked a moan as Haley motioned you to lean on the kitchen counter. You felt your toy she bought for you at your entrance. She knelt down again and kissed you, adding tongue around your rim.

Haley lubed up her fingers and inserted one gently..then two…then three…then, she stood up on a nearby chair, and thrusted the dildo inside. She was prepared and had it attached to a belt. When it came to lovemaking, she wasn’t soft as you expected.

She was thrusting hard, grabbing your hair and making you look up.

“You look so sexy babe,” she whispered, kissing your forehead. You felt like you were on fire, your body trembling with pleasure.

“…and you need another well…”

You mouthed out her name, squeezing your eyes shut. Haley gave you one last thrust and quickly jumped down from the chair. She pushed you back, straddled your lap, and kissed your chest, biting your nipples. Then she knelt down and roughly kissed your front.

“…how’s this phone treatin’ ya?”

“I like it!” You yelled into the phone. “Fuck having a phone is awesome!”

Robin didn’t hesitate to end the call. In fact, she was pretty impressed with how long you lasted while having the conversation.

@poniesandcupcakes @pastelfloof

[halloweenbitch2764]

Hailey ways of showing affection to fem or gn farmer maybe?

Sorry this isn't long, but these are the ways I think she would show affection!

Haley Showing Affection

Definitely wants to do your makeup

And dress you up

Your like her little doll and she loves it

She definitely knows your exact shades and color palettes that excentuate your features best

Loves to show you off when you're all dolled up

If you ever mention wanting something she'll probably get it for you

Her love language is gifts so she finds it easier to give gifts as well

LOVES cuddling

(Except when you're dirty from working on the farm)

Definitely participates in PDA

She will hold your hand, kiss you, etc etc

Doesn't care what anyone else thinks

She secretly enjoys seeing the look of jealousy on Alex's face

She definitely enjoys watching you work

Will be pretty blunt about her opinions

She doesn't mean to be, but she's kind of oblivious as to how things she says can come off

[thecrowinyourhouse]

Hey! I hope youre doing okay. I just wanted to know your headcannons for haley if the farmer got drafted to war. Thanks!

Haley x Drafted!Reader/Farmer

Oh she was absolutely DEVASTATED

Tries to deny it at first

She doesn't want to loose her lover, especially in something important as war

When Farmer actually leaves, Haley goes with them until she can't

Like the Valley equivalent to driving to the airport with your lover, if you get what I mean

Her bed seems very empty that night

Doesn't matter if you're married or dating, she loves to cuddle and now that Farmer is gone she doesn't know what to do at night

Even if they weren't dating when Farmer got drafted, she'd worried she lost her chance to confess

Tries to call (I don't even know if they have phones but idc) as much as she can

If Farmer ever gets a break and visits the Valley, they are NOT leaving Haley's side

Both willingly and also because Haley won't let them (in a loving way)

She's in constant worry until Farmer gets back home permanently

Gets even more worried when they miss a phone call

Overall, she's worried for their health, but still has confidence that they can handle themselves

A/N: sorry for the wait to answer this, and sorry if it's short. Took a little mental health break, but still am struggling with writing, wanted something to keep me occupied. Hope this is to your suiting! Also, should I say "Farmer" or "you" in my SDV writings?

[valley-of-headcanons]

Can you write a fic or hcs about Haley with a female farmer who is autistic?? Thank you! 💗💐⚖️

haley with an autistic! farmer || headcanons

haley finds your differences alluring, not off-putting.

warnings: nothing really? talking of fidgeting might trigger tics but nothing that i can see. read with caution if needed

requested by: anon! hiyaa, thank you so much for the request! sorry if everything is not 100% totally accurate, i know a good bit about the topic but there's always room for human error! feel free to kindly educate me if i need it :) anyway! hope you enjoy! :)

• When Haley found out that you were autistic, she didn't mind. She may have seen the signs or she may not have, depending on how much you masked it. She wasn't really familiar with it, or anything neurodivergent really. She knew her sister was diagnosed with something somewhere down the line, but she didn't think too much of it. But, she’d learn. For you, she'd do a lot of things that weren't usually her style.

• During your relationship, you slowly begin to unmask around her. Finding yourself more comfortable with her, you open this side of yourself up to her. She can't help but find some beauty in it. Seeing you, the true you, find solace in her? It puts a smile on her face. Whether your autism is high or low functioning, she finds your soul just as beautiful. So much different from her’s.

• If you have a tendency to fidget or tic, Haley wouldn't really know how to react at first. She'd ask what's going on, probably with an odd tone, but once after it's explained to her she understands. If you two are out in public and you need to fidget with something, she'd offer you her hand. Her fingers are always adorned with many rings, so it's no surprise that there's something to fidget with. If you two are alone, she’d also let you fidget with her hair while she lays in your lap.

• If your autism causes your emotions to be on the extremely subtle side, Haley would try her best to communicate with you. She's not perfect at the whole communication thing and would get a bit frustrated, but she’s trying. She's never tried this hard with anyone before. However, if your autism causes your emotions to be extremely heightened, things would be a little bit different. Haley could read your expressions like a book, and knew exactly what you meant without even having to ask. Of course, this leads to a little bit of miscommunication, but things happen. She’s trying her hardest.

• Haley would listen to you ramble on about your hyperfixations while doing menial tasks. Painting her nails? She’s listening to you ramble on about a certain aspect of your interest. Doing her makeup? Asking you questions about your interest, happy to hear you talk so much about it. Picking out an outfit for the day? Listening to you talk in-between outfit options. She always has an ear open for you, but she's not the best at reciprocating conversation. Haley has learned that she likes being more of a listener, not a talker. She loves hearing your voice instead of her own, these days.

• Despite your differences, you two were set on making this work. Haley cares more about you than anyone she’s ever met, and she wouldn't dare mess things up. The things that are different about you complete her, and she wouldn't change a single aspect about you. You’re her sun, moon, and all of the stars in the sky.

[farmerstarter]

eeee i love your work! could you do something with a fem (or gn that’s fine) reader with haley? maybe having a girls night? thank you so much! have a lovely day or night!!! :) 🩷🩷

ʚ📸ɞ ˚ · . A Girl's Night with Haley :

Tags: Haley from SDV x fem!reader

I'm so sorry this took so long anon! I got lazy for the past few days and didn't want to do any requests ^^; but I hope you like this, despite its lateness. If you have any requests then feel free to send me an ask!

🎀You and Haley didn't start off on the right foot so it's surreal to be in her room for a one-on-one girls night. If you told your past self you were sitting on her vanity, looking at the little red boats of her beach wallpaper and having Haley comb through your hair, she'd laugh in your face. But you were here, doing exactly that. Haley sent you a letter earlier that morning, inviting you to her room to spend the night. It was delicate, carefully crafted than the usual letter you'd get from your parents or Lewis. It smelled like Haley's perfume, a sweet undertone of cocoa. Even had a lipstick kiss mark at the end to seal the deal. You hardly dress up. The fanciest dress you've ever worn was for the Flower Dance, which you spent standing on the sidelines, totally not staring at Haley while she spun around. It's not that you like her (you totally do), but you decided to put on your better pairs of boots for the occasion. You're sure Haley would like the gesture and from her looking you up and down with a smile, it worked. But the boots weren't the reason why she was smiling.

🎀Haley baked cookies for you. They're in the shape of chickens. Well, as close to chickens as they could get. There were white ones, brown ones, blue ones, and one black one for the void chicken that's in your coop. There were as many cookies as chickens that you have. You could tell which cookie was which chicken. It surprised you. You've only shown Haley your coop once and you thought she was too busy making sure she didn't ruin her shoes. The cookies were your favorite flavor.

🎀It was spring, so the only thing that Haley has been thinking about was the Flower Dance. She insisted you help her practice her dance moves. She wanted to be Flower Queen for the sixth time in a row. You and her danced in the middle of her bedroom, your hands intertwined together. The two of you would take turns twirling each other, both of you moving closer after each spin. You and Haley ended up slow dancing in each others arms. She asked you to be her dance partner right then and there. You happily accepted. She later joked that she wouldn't mind as much if you won Flower Queen instead of her.

🎀You had sunflowers for Haley, your go-to gift for her. Literally the only reason why you started growing them on your farm. And as she always does, she fawns over it and says her thanks. You soon found out that she keeps your sunflowers in a vase in her bedroom. And for the sunflowers that were about to wilt, she told you that she turned them into bookmarks with Emily's help. She later told you her plan to make you and her flower crowns for the Flower Dance out of the sunflowers you give her 🥺

🎀It didn't take long for Haley to take out her camera. You two had a makeshift photoshoot, using all the hats, scarves and accessories in Haley's closet as props. Haley set her camera up on a tripod, and she would run to you to pose before the timer would run and snap a photo. The photos are an amalgamation of faces, some overly serious, most were just big smiles and blushing cheeks. Haley's favorite photo is of her kissing your cheek, the two of you dressed up in Haley's winter clothes. You decided it's your favorite as well. Haley keeps that picture framed on her bedside table.

🎀You've watched "The Brave Little Sapling", both of you wearing pajamas, and huddled together on Haley's bed with her head resting on your shoulder and cappuccino mousse cake on both your laps.

🎀The two of you baked pink cake in the kitchen, trying to be quiet because it was 1 in the morning. The two of you got that idea after finding a recipe for it in one of the many magazines that Haley has. It turned out great, a bit lopsided but that didn't stop Haley from taking pictures of your creation. It had little heart candies sprinkled on top of it. Haley broke her spring diet to eat a slice with you.

🎀You left the next morning with leftover cookies, one of Haley's hats ("It's yours now, I don't want my (y/n) getting sunburnt), and a heart shaped locket with a picture of Haley. Haley's got one for her too, one with your picture in it. She gave it to you the moment you were about to leave for home. She was descreet about it, making sure Emily was out of sight. She slipped it in your front pocket, blushing. And of course, she said good bye with a quick peck on the cheek.

[queenxxraccoon]

So, we all know that for the most part people in Stardew Valley have jobs. But those who don’t like Haley, Abagail, Alex (he works at an ice cream stand in the summer that doesn’t count lol) Elliott, and Shane (once you marry him he stops going to work at JoJa Mart). I’m curious to know what you think these characters would enjoy doing for a living, or what they may have wanted to be growing up. I may have messed up and added a character who does have a job, or I missed a character that doesn’t and didn’t add them. Apologies if I did.

[augiewrites]

"sunflower and honey" — prologue

summary: y/n begins a new life

pairing: eventual sdv haley x fem!reader

word count: 313

a/n: this series is an amalgamation of many years of daydreaming, repressed sexuality, and a love for little blonde bitches

Y/N looked up at the sagging facade of her grandfather’s old farmhouse, flanked by her siblings, and wondered what wrongs she had done in her past lives for her current one to land her here. She was sure her siblings were thinking the same.

“I left my five bedroom house and a HOA for this,” her older brother—Devin—sighed with disdain from her left.

Her little sister—Jess—scoffed from her right and leaned forward to look at their brother. “You mean you got kicked out of your five bedroom house for this?”

“She didn’t kick me out, she just—”

Y/N ignored her siblings’ bickering across her, her eyes still locked on the house. Her mind was back in her childhood. Memories of summers braiding flower crowns and harvesting green beans with her grandfather swam through her brain. She almost expected him to burst through the storm door, laughing and greeting them with open arms like he always had. Almost.

She shifted her feet, feeling the letter in her back pocket, and snapped back to reality.

“How the hell are we going to do this?” Her siblings fell quiet and turned their attention to their forgotten sister.

Devin rubbed his chin, looking over his shoulder at the overgrown fields.

“Together, I guess.”

Jess rolled her eyes and moved toward the house, leaving her brother and sister behind.

“That’s not very inspiring.” Y/N deadpanned, holding her brother’s gaze.

Devin thwapped Y/N on the back before following Jess into the house, calling over his shoulder, “it’s in our blood, we’ll figure it out.”

Y/N looked around her newly inherited property, wanting to run for the hills and never look back. She was aware of the irony—it was that mentality that got her here in the first place.

She sighed and followed her siblings, letting the house swallow her up.

This is my life now.

[stardewstardropthoughts]

Listen, hear me out below the cut because this one ain’t for minors, also geared towards f!reader but like m!readers can also enjoy

Pillow princess Haley who is also a bit of a brat, loves to rile you up and push her luck just so you can pin her down and put her in her place. She wants to have her legs shaking, overstimulated, whining that she can’t take it anymore just so you’ll tell her to be a good girl for you and take it

Someone give this girlie a stone top

[wrightingdungeon]

Beautiful Beast

Second SDV monster story Werewolf Haley x GN reader

Curled up in bed, you yawned lightly as you nuzzled close to your blankets, the warmth and softness cocooning you against the lingering chill in your room. The storm outside howled like a beast, its fierce winds rattling the windows and creating a symphony of rain and thunder that lulled you slowly to sleep.

However, the calm was abruptly shattered when a loud, mournful howl pierced through the night, shaking the glass panes and slicing through your dreams. The howl sounded so close that it made your heart race and your breath catch in your throat, a cold shiver racing down your spine.

Your heart pounded as you glanced at your dog, who had also been roused by the sound. They lay calmly in your bed, their hackles not raised, so that was a good sign. Both of you turned toward the window, the storm’s ferocity amplifying the sound of the wind as it whipped against the glass, creating a constant, low roar

“What the?” you muttered groggily, rubbing your eyes as you slipped on a discarded shirt and shuffled toward the door. The house was illuminated by the erratic flashes of lightning, casting eerie, flickering shadows on the walls. “Come on,” you said to your dog, who merely glanced up with a lazy expression before laying its head back down, clearly unimpressed with the situation. The look it gave you seemed to say, ‘Nah, you go check it out.’

With a resigned sigh, you went and opened the front door slowly. The wind howled furiously, its icy winds seizing you as you peered outside. The rain pounded against the porch with relentless force, soaking you almost instantly. You squinted into the storm, your vision distorted by the sheets of rain that hammered down. Despite the downpour, you saw a large, shivering dog curled up on your porch. The poor creature was drenched, its fur matted and muddy, blending almost seamlessly with the storm.

“Oh, baby…” you murmured softly, kneeling in the doorway. The sight of the pitiful, trembling creature stirred a protective instinct within you. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” you cooed gently, patting the damp wood of the porch. The dog looked up at you, its blue eyes wide and filled with fear, reflecting with the flashes of lightning.

“Do you want to come inside?” you asked with a hint of playfulness, patting your thighs invitingly. The large dog hesitated for a moment, then cautiously stood and padded over to you. Despite its size, it moved with unexpected grace, the powerful muscles rippling beneath its soaked coat as it stepped past you and into your warm, dry home. “Oh, good job!” you exclaimed, pleased to see the dog seemed to understand the concept of 'inside.'

As you shut the door behind you, the storm’s roar was muffled, replaced by the gentle crackle of the fire you had left to burn out. You noticed a small puddle forming at the dog's feet and sighed softly. You grabbed a pile of towels from the bathroom before returning to the living room. The dog had found a spot in front of the low-lit fireplace, curling up on the rug and looking up at you with curiosity.

“Come here baby.,” you cooed and began drying the large dog with the towels. “Poor baby, out in the cold?” you murmured gently, starting to rub the towel over its damp fur. The dog leaned into your touch, its eyes closing in relief as it savored the warmth and comfort of your presence. The once-drenched fur began to dry and fluff up, revealing the dog’s striking golden hue that was hidden under mud and rainwater.

After you finished drying the dog, you moved to the fireplace, arranging more logs with care. As the fire began to grow, you turned back to find the dog now standing with a familiar object in its mouth—Haley's hairbrush, the one she had accidentally left behind. The delicate, pastel-colored brush with its distinctive floral pattern was unmistakable.

“Oh no, baby…” you cooed, gently taking the brush from the dog’s mouth. “A special person left this behind. She would never forgive me if I brushed you with it.” The dog looked at you with a mix of confusion and annoyance, its eyes fixed on the brush as it tried to take it back. “Hey! I said no,” you insisted, holding the brush out of reach. The dog whined softly, nudging your arm with its nose and giving you an imploring look. “Nope, not working on me,” you said, resolutely holding your ground and turning your gaze away.

Despite your firm stance, you began to waver as the dog’s cold, wet nose brushed against your cheek. The dog's gentle nuzzles and persistent pleas were hard to ignore. “No,” you said with a laugh, trying to maintain your composure as you continued to pet the dog. “Haley would never forgive me if I used her hairbrush on a dog.” Your words were meant to be firm, but the dog’s eyes seemed to light up at the mention of Haley, its tail wagging faster, knocking you slightly off balance.

Sprawled on the floor, you struggled to keep the brush out of reach as the dog’s strength became evident. “No, no, wait!” you called out, trying to stop the determined dog. “Looks like I’m buying her a new hairbrush…” you mumbled in defeat as you watched the dog get its way, rubbing its fur into the brush.

The large dog settled back with a satisfied sigh, its tail wagging eagerly as it laid its head on your chest, clearly enjoying the attention and you started to brush them. “I’ll just… buy her a new one…”

The fire crackled warmly, casting flickering shadows around the warm cozy room as the dog's fur began to dry and fluff up under your careful brush strokes. Outside, the storm seemed to abate, the howling wind and relentless rain easing into a soft patter against the windows.

"You must have had a rough night, huh?" you whispered, your voice soft and barely audible. The dog gave a small, appreciative nuzzle, its tail thumping gently against your leg. Stilling the brush you leaned back, resting your head against the wooden floor. "We’ll figure out what to do with you in the morning," you yawned, your eyelids growing heavy as you petted the dog’s head. “Come on, let me up.” You chuckled as you gently moved the dog off of you.

“I’ll see you in the morning, ok.” You said softly, turning to walk to your room, stopping as you heard the soft ticking of the dog's nails on the wooden floor as it followed you. “Uh, no baby. My dog’s in there; I don’t know how you’d handle another dog.” You said, guarding the door with a gentle but firm stance, not wanting to put your baby in a potentially uncomfortable situation.

The dog whined again, giving you its most pleading puppy eyes. “I’m sorry, honey,” you cooed, your heart softening at the sight. The large dog barked suddenly, causing you to jump. “Hey, don’t get upset with-” You began to scold the dog, but were interrupted by the sound of your dog barreling out of your bedroom.

It was strange, considering your dog usually only reacted this lively with Haley, but you were relieved to see them interacting nicely. “Well… okay then.” You sighed, shrugging as you made your way to bed, both dogs following you with eager, wagging tails. Your bed felt warm and inviting as you settled in, the soft sheets and blankets providing a stark contrast to the storm’s cold rage outside.

Crawling into bed was an interesting experience, with the large dog claiming a significant portion of the space and even taking over some of your pillows. Your own dog settled beside you, the two of them forming a cozy, furry barrier against the remaining chill of the storm outside. As you finally managed to nestle yourself comfortably among the tangled mess of limbs and fur, you sighed contentedly, feeling the combined warmth of all your bodies, and started to drift back to sleep.

The morning rays spilled into your room, soft and golden, gently nudging you awake. You groaned and covered your eyes with your arm, the light too much for your heavy eyes. As you reached down to pet your dog, you smiled, rubbing their ear gently. “Morning baby.” You cooed softly, then extended your hand to stroke the large dog. To your surprise, you felt warm, bare skin instead of the expected fur.

Jumping out of bed you looked wide-eyed at the person in your bed. Haley was lying there, just starting to stir awake. She was wrapped up in your blanket, but you could clearly see her bare shoulders and arms. The realization hit you, and you were positive that she just had your blanket covering her.

“Haley?” you asked softly, crawling back into bed and gently shaking her shoulder. Her pretty blue eyes fluttered open, meeting your gaze with a mix of confusion and sleepiness. “What… What are you doing here, Haley?” you asked, looking around in bewilderment, searching for any sign of where the large dog had gone.

Haley stretched, her eyes blinking open fully as she took in your concerned expression. “Oh, hey,” she said, her voice soft and groggy. “Sorry about last night…” She trailed off, looking away. “I didn’t mean to… I just… got caught in the storm.”

Your confusion began to clear as you processed her words. “So… the dog…” you started to finally understand that the “dog” you’d spent the night with was Haley. “I thought you were a stray…” You admitted softly with an embarrassed blush, your mind racing back to last night.

Haley chuckled, her laughter warm despite her groggy state. “Normally, I’m not so… disheveled.” She said softly as she adjusted her hold on the blanket.

You shook your head, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Well, I think you still look good,” you teased gently, boldly reaching over to brush a stray lock of hair from her face, i mean she was in your bed, so why not try being bold? “How about some breakfast, and then maybe you can explain what's going on?” You said laughing as you looked into her pretty blue eyes.

“Really?” Haley asked softly, her eyes looking surprised. “Not gonna throw me out?” She said softly as she kept the blanket close to keep herself covered.

“Oh, no, no… but I can brush your hair again .” You teased again laughing at her cute blush, your eyes falling to her covered body. “Oh, shit uh here, hold on.” You stumbled over your words, your face now redder than hers as you searched through your closet, finding clothes for her to borrow.

“Thank you.” She said looking down as she took the clothes from you. “Mine always get torn when I change forms, so I… uh…” She curled up slightly obviously embarrassed but trying to explain why she was naked.

“It’s cool, I promise.” You were already quickly moving to walk out of the room. “I’ll just be in the kitchen, okay?” You smiled softly shutting the door giving her privacy and busied yourself in the kitchen preparing breakfast. The quiet clanks of dishes and the aroma of brewing coffee started to fill the house, and the morning light filtered through the windows creating a comforting atmosphere.

You couldn’t help but replay the night’s events in your mind as you worked. The storm outside, the large dog being Haley, waking up next to Haley… Shaking your head, you sighed, not allowing your mind to run wild, not while you were making pancakes.

Haley emerged from the bedroom a few minutes later, dressed in your clothes, looking gratefully at you. “I hope they fit,” you said with a grin as you looked her over.

“They’re perfect,” Haley replied with a soft smile, her eyes meeting yours with a mix of relief and appreciation. “Thank you again. I really didn’t mean… for any of this to happen…”

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” you reassured her, pouring a cup of coffee and sliding it over to her. “Honestly, the worst thing that happened is you getting caught in that storm.” You said softly, glad that she was safe.

Haley chuckled softly as she picked up her coffee mug. "Well… I guess I need to explain myself?" She said sheepishly as she shrugged her shoulders softly.

"Take your time, Haley, I'm all ears." You said, the morning light filtering through the windows seemed to brighten the room, casting a soft glow on both of you as you sat down together, ready to hear what Haley had to say.

[deepestnightcolor]

✩⁺₊✩☽⋆Kinkmas - 13th of December⋆☾✩⁺₊✩

ᴀ/ɴ: You must know the drill by now, eh? Have a peek, see if it is for you, and thank you for your time! I hope you enjoy.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Haley x Fem!Reader

ᴡᴄ: 1539 words

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: teasing, sex toys, exhibitionism, public orgasm, public shenanigans (a stranger is kind of sliding into this)~

Haley had always loved shopping, adored going to the city and wandering through stores, trying out different outfits, picking up cute things to decorate her room with. Sure, nowadays she claimed that she preferred online shopping because it was “easier”, but for some reason walking through a shopping centre or a shopping mile just scratched an itch online shopping could never. Especially in winter, when the decorations for the Feast of the Winterstar were already up, stores carefully decorated, Christmas music playing – ahhh, she loved it. She had already loved it so much that she had been pretty sure that she wouldn’t be able to love it any more, but here you were, proving her oh. So. Wrong.

Your face was all flushed, eyes a little bleary as the two of you went from store to store. That was nothing special, though, many people had red cheeks, coming inside a warm shopping centre after being outside in the cold did that to you. Annnnd! Many people had bleary eyes, because winter was also flu time or whatever. Disgusting. What was special about you, though, was the fact that Haley knew exactly why your cheeks were dusted with a hint of pink and why your eyes were glazed over like that. Why you gave her the side-eye in the middle of the store, your lower lip wobbling. She knew the cause, and the cause was her, or, to be more precise, the remote in her purse. A purse which was colour-coordinated with her outfit to the point of perfection, by the way. The remote was connected to a specific kind of toy resting closely to your clit, vibrating away happily. It had been her idea, after all, so of course she knew. Asking you in that honey-stricken tone if you wanted to try something on your little shopping trip. The glimmer in her ocean-blue eyes had intrigued you, especially when she added that sweet kiss to your cheek. You had fallen for her lure like the mindless little thing you were for her.

And now she was so cruel about it, too. Letting it hum softly against your already puffy bundle of nerves whenever you were strolling through stores, only for your blonde devil to turn it back up the moment you dared to talk to an assistant or, heaven forbid, tried to check out. Sometimes she just turned it up to take you surprise, making you stop in your tracks and hold onto her shoulder for dear life as your legs quivered, lower lip bitten in a desperate attempt to hide away the surprised moan that had been torn from you by the vibrations. But you weren’t met with sweet support, no, only a kiss to the head and a quick and a small wave with the remote, barely hidden by nicely manicured fingers before you were dragged into the next store. You weren’t done with Christmas shopping yet, after all! You two still had so much time left at hand. You were trying to hide the way you were already panting as you picked up a sweater. It was a cute one, blue like the top Haley liked wearing during the warmer seasons, but with a hart shaped hole in the chest area, making you bite your lower lip. “That’s a cute one, isn’t it?” a friendly voice beside you asked, making you look up. A girl stood there, own basket in hand, smiling at you. “Yeah, it is,” you smiled back, about to add on when a sharp whirring against your clit made your nails dig into the soft fabric of the sweater. The pink blush on your cheek must have darkened into a deep red, because you felt the warmth of it crawl down your back, all while you desperately bit your tongue to keep in the sinful moan that was bubbling up your throat. That bitch.A glance over your shoulder revealed Haley, a few rows down from you, throwing a sweet smile at you and even having the audacity to flutter her lashes as she waved, a small, rectangular thing pressed against her palm. “Hey, are you okay? You are shaking, babe,” the girl in front of you asked, her hand landing on your arm. Oh, how you had wanted to tell her to back off, to leave you alone, that your girlfriend was relishing way too much in this- but it was kind of hard speaking when moans just waited to tumble off your tongue while your brain did nothing but sending shocks of pleasure down your spine. “H-hah, n-no, is- fiHINE,” you babbled out, fist clenching even more when the vibrations became stronger. You hadn’t even fucking known this thing had that many settings! “Are you sure, I-“ Okay, look. You had been edged all day, and you hadn’t expected vibrations this strong to massage into your already swollen clit. It wasn’t your fault that your brain didn’t have the capacity to listen to this girl anymore, it wasn’t your fault that the orgasm you were feeling building itself up was just a brush away, and it wasn’t your fault that you were shameless enough to let it fucking happen.

“You are breathing really hard, too-“ you heard the voice, but you didn’t fucking care anymore. Leaning against the rack of clothes next to you, your eyes searched for your girlfriend, seeing her standing near a shelve, pretending to go through the clothes, but you knew very damn well that she was watching you, the grin on her glossed lips didn’t fucking lie. You were so close, and you wished so badly to have something to rut against, like a pretty blonde brat’s cunt, and yet there was no way that you could. You just had to handle this here, had to let these waves take you and rip you away, and Yoba, you were excited for that orgasm. “Mhhhm, fi-fine,” you rambled to at least appear like you were listening, your cunt clenching around absolutely nothing. You could feel that you were about to snap and the feeling of blue eyes burning into you only added on. Your phone vibrated in your pocket, making your overly sensitive body flinch, barely able to stand upright anymore as you checked the text. >> U look like ur about to cum baby xoxo 😉<< Yoba, she was going to pay for this. But right now you needed to focus, needed to- “I can get a nurse, you look a little sweaty-“ That voice again. You shook your head, attempting to defend yourself, but that’s when that swirl in your tummy turned into a tsunami, knot bursting as you were finally pushed over the edge. “H-haaaah~” You moaned out, the blush on your cheeks darkening in a way you hadn’t deemed possible given how red you had already been. You were pretty sure the whole store was staring at you now, wondering what the fuck was up with you, especially when another one of those sweet sounds slipped from you, your head falling back. But you couldn’t go away, not with how much your thighs trembled. You were locked in place, forced to come in front of this stranger, who, heaven help her, still hadn’t gotten the hint. “I- do you need me to call-“ “She’s fine,” a voice from behind, high-pitched and clearly amused, chimed. “Babe, whatcha doing?” She asked, letting her fingers intertwine with yours. You could feel her lips peck against yours through your daze, could taste a hint of her pink cake lip gloss, but you didn’t quite grasp that she was claiming you in front of that poor woman, too caught up in your orgasmic state. “I have been waiting for you, baby, let’s go,” she hummed, tugging you toward the exit of the store after taking the sweater from you carefully, leaving behind a dumbfound woman that had just tried to flirt-

You were panting still when you were seated on a bench outside of the store you had just been in, your thighs still twitching, panties clinging wet to your cunt. You were ruined and you looked your part, but the vibrations finally, finally stopped. “You should have seen yourself,” Haley sighed, holding out a water bottle to you, smiling as you took three greedy gulps. “Who knew a farmer in dirty clothes could look so pretty,” she teased, brushing a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead. You leaned into your girlfriend’s stomach, taking deep breaths as you tried to come down from your high, recover yourself and your dignity at least slightly. But Haley seemed to have different plans. “You know, I saw a store with some really cute underwear. I think we should check that one out, babe, maybe get a matching set,” and as if that wasn’t enough, she leaned in closer to your ears. “I bet the panties you are wearing are drenched.” The look you gave her made her laugh, her fingers finding your hand again as she pulled you up, bounce in her steps as she walked with you. Little did she know that she would walk around with a limp tomorrow, because you wanted to try something, too.

[honey-crypt]

Hello! I saw you disability prompts post for Stardew, would you be able to do headcanons about Haley helping a farmer with PTSD and/or anxiety? Thank you so much! 😊

a/n: request #4 for my write-a-thon! enjoy!

warnings: ptsd flashbacks, anxiety attacks

★ red alert - haley x farmer ★

★ haley could be an ass but she never was one when it came to helping people in need

★ home girl will criticize your boots, not your mental disabilities

★ the first time she witnesses you have an anxiety attack, she kinda freaks out with you because she doesn't know what to do

★ when haley realizes it's an anxiety attack, she redirects you to a safe and quiet space (i.e., you're having an anxiety attack at the saloon, she takes you to her house) and stays with you until you can calm yourself down

★ after that, haley looks into ways to support you when these attacks happen and employs a variety of techniques, such as keeping a fidget on her for you to use or helping you ground yourself

★ she tries to use the same techniques on you when you have a flashback after gus brandishes a kitchen knife a bit too close to your face but finds them to be useless when you run out of the saloon, screaming

★ haley catches up to you and finds you on your farmhouse's porch, scratching your arm up with your nails and muttering something that she couldn't quite understand

★ when she gets closer to you, she hears that you're saying "don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me"

★ haley sits next to you and tells you that she's here with you, that the two of you are sitting outside your farmhouse in stardew valley, and what day/time it is

★ she continues to give you details of your surroundings until you calm down to a point where she can hold you

★ haley lets you cry in her arms and strokes your hair lovingly, as she listens to you talk about your flashback

★ after that incident, haley acts like an angel on your shoulder, giving you friendly reminders to take your mental health medications and attend your therapy sessions, as well as take breaks when need be

★ haley might seem like your typical mean girl but when push comes to shove, she will always support those she loves the most

[luvvyouforever]

do you think we could have some angsty headcanons for sdv haley where she’s in love with gn!farmer but it’s one-sided? whether she gets rejected outright or she puts it together herself, I’ll leave that to you.

sdv haley headcanons - one-sided love (angst)

content: angst, self-doubt, sad, unrequited love, rejection, crying, poor girl :(

author's note: thank u for the request!! i've never wrote haley before but this is an interesting prompt!! hope you enjoy :)

» it takes her a long time to realize that she's in love with you. she denies it over and over, but it's really difficult to ignore the intense fluttering of butterflies in her stomach everytime she sees you.

» she can't ignore the jealousy she gets watching you with other people either. on a very rare occasion, her and emily head out to the saloon and when she sees you cozying up with another person, her whole night is ruined.

» she notices the extra effort she's been subconsciously putting in to her appearance like trimming her split ends every other week or picking the lip gloss you complimented once months ago.

» once she's come to terms with the fact that she's in love with the farmer who smells like dirt and takes care of cows, she's trying to get closer to you. she seeks you out at events and looks for you around the town. she even partly distances herself from alex because she knows that she wants you.

» she's dated around a bit and has experience, but truthfully, she's never really been rejected. she's gorgeous, fun, and always winning the flower queen. so she can't spot the signs at first that her love is one-sided. she takes your friendly behavior and thinks that you're flirting with her.

» you compliment her outfit at the flower dance and she goes home with emily, falls to the couch like a dramatic 50s actress and kicks her feet excitedly. "did you hear them, emily?!" and emily just stands in the kitchen with a smile on her face, but she thinks that you aren't interested in her sister.

» she's intelligent, don't get me wrong, but i don't know if she'd totally put it together herself. like i think once she has realized that she's in love with you, she'll find ways to convince herself that you are in love with her too.

» so, let's imagine that during her ten-heart event where she brings you into her dark room, she plans on confessing to you. she's giddy and nervous and fumbles over her words a few times.

» when the two of you are standing next to each other, she places her hand on your arm and looks up at you through her eyelashes. she has the smallest, prettiest smile on her face and the look on it is practically begging you to kiss her.

» she suddenly feels really small and awkward when you chuckle kind of awkwardly, not wanting to hurt her feelings, and start talking about how she's going to decorate the room. her heart falls into the pit of her stomach and it's like she can't breathe.

"w-what?" she asks quietly.

"i asked how you're gonna decorate the room. like do you wanna put up pictures or put some chairs in here? i have some extras from the catalog if you want them."

"why'd you back away?" she speaks before she thinks. "i-i thought you liked me too."

» when you have to let her down gently, she doesn't bother seeing you out of the dark room. she puts down whatever she was showing you and makes a bee line for her bedroom. immediately, she falls to the bed and tears spring out of her eyes.

» that's where she spends the next few hours. when she hears the front door to the house close, she lets out a few sobs, unsure of what to do with herself. rejected? by someone she's truly in love with? how does anyone cope with this?

» though she's usually a pretty self-assured person, she starts wondering if she did something wrong. maybe she was too mean to you at the start. she starts doubting her beauty, her personality, everything about her.

» she just starts spiraling and can't help herself in any way. she stops crying eventually and just lays under her blankets staring at her room. her mind's running a million miles a minute and it's not until emily comes back and realizes something is wrong that she gets out of bed.

» emily takes her to the bathroom and takes off her makeup for her, encourages her to put on some pajamas, and tells her they'll have ice cream immediately. they have a cheesy movie breakup thing where they watch movies on the couch and eat pints of ice cream.

» haley goes to sleep feeling less emotionally disturbed, but when she gets reminded of it the next few days, she feels the familiar urge to cry again. she gets a lump in her throat and she feels the stinging behind her eyes but is usually good about holding it in until she gets into the safety of her home.

» is totally the kind of person to ignore you for a really long time after that. she feels both awkward and still really sad about it all and it's easier for her to just pretend you don't exist for a bit. she ignores you at events and stands on the opposite end of the town square. she doesn't go past your farm for anything.

» slowly, but surely, haley starts feeling better. it takes her a while to stop randomly crying and it takes her even longer to be able to actually look you in the face. i think she'd appreciate some kind of note from you saying you apologize, that you think she's a wonderful person, and that you're just not looking for anything/dating someone else/etc.

» however, the feelings of self doubt don't really go away for her. it's the first time she's really been outright rejected, and by someone she truly loved no less, so she gets these negative doubts about her looks that she tries to overcorrect. she's plucking her eyebrows until they're accidentally too thin and she's cleansing her face till it's bright red and touching up her blonde roots despite them looking perfect.

» maybe after a little while, she becomes friends with you again and moves on, but she still stands on the beach sometimes, admiring its beauty, and wishing that you were beside her or that you were the one in front of her camera instead.

[halloweenbitch2764]

Hi! I wanted to ask for Haley with an artist fem reader headcanons (or even gn is fine, really)

Btw I love your writings! :D

Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoy them!

Haley With An Artistic Reader

You had been an artist for a while, even before coming to Pelican Town

When you'd get off work, you'd come home and do something artistic, whether that be painting, drawing, or simply sketching

You didn't want to get rusty

So when you made the move to Stardew Valley, you packed up all your art supplies to take with you

You continued to draw whenever possible

You and Emily hit it off, both of you being creative in your own ways

Being friends with Emily meant hanging at her house

Which meant spending time with Haley too

At first, she seemed superficial and almost rude

But you got to know her more and realized she was more than what she seemed like

She would compliment your drawings/paintings

She offered to let you draw her and so you did

Once you finished and showed her the drawing, she seemed super impressed

She even took the drawing and hung it on her wall in her bedroom

After becoming friends with her you decided to buy the bouquet and make her a drawing

You had learned she loved Sunflowers so you made her a drawing of one, complete with colors and plenty of detail

You presented her with the bouquet and drawing and she nearly jumped in your arms from her excitement

After that point she became something like a muse to you

You even eventually got to draw her nude ;)