#sebastian x male farmer

[axolotlwrites]

Sunshine

Sebastian x Male Reader !NSFW

CONTENT WARNING:

Gay sex, anal, blowjob, use of the phrases good boy and pretty boy, sebastian takes, reader gives, lots of uses of the word cock, not beta read lol

Sebastian calls you, his boyfriend, and asks to meet at the tavern. What could be so important that he calls you to come out in the middle of the night?

Criticism and feedback requested, and welcomed. I'm new, and looking to improve.

The tavern was unusually empty tonight. Elliot, Emily, Pam, and Gus were still here, but otherwise, all was quiet. Sam and Abigail weren't going to be here tonight, and 5 were kind of worried. You'd been going steady with Sebastian for a couple of months now, but when Sebastian called you and told you he wanted to talk, he sounded deadly serious. That laid back, eternally apathetic veneer melted away, the stress clear in his voice. Whatever he wanted to talk about, it was eating at him. And now, the mystery and questioning of what exactly had him like that was eating at you too. You could only distract yourself with thoughts of chickens and plants for so long.

The stress was amplified when you heard the tavern doors swing open. Your head snapped over to the side, watching him as he walked in. Purple hoodie, hair swept to the side, eternal frown, all the same place you left it. He bee-lined towards you, not even acknowledging Emily's greeting or meeting your eyes before plopping down next to you.

"Hey, Sebby. You alright?" He shifted in his seat, looking up at you before looking back down again. His leg was shaking in place. You scooted closer to him, placing your hand on his leg, and his breathing got faster. "Sebastian? What's wrong, baby?" His body shivered when you said that, in a way you'd never seen him do before. He looked at you, finally keeping his gaze on yours. His eyes were half-lidded, his face flushed red, and he was sweating slightly. And before you knew it, he was on you.

His hands planted against your chest as he rushed you down and started to kiss up your jaw. "Need you, Sunshine. Need you badly." He brought his hand up to your neck, bringing you in to kiss him. Your lips locked with his, the kiss hot and heavy. His lips were soft, and his tongue immediately darted into your mouth. Your hands moved to his neck and back, keeping him close in your embrace. A small moan rumbles in his throat as he pushes himself, trying to get closer in whatever space there is. You could smell his scent, thick and heady, of cigarette smoke and motorcycle oil. He mentioned earlier that he was gonna work on it today, but as his hand started to slip under your shirt, his motorcycle was the last thing you wanted to ride. As his kisses start to dip lower into your collarbone, you get a glimpse over his shoulder and see Gus staring straight back at you.

Your back stiffens immediately, and you snap your hand to his, grabbing it. "Sebastian, we need to go." He looks up from kissing your collarbone, seeing the look in your eyes as you and Gus engage in the world's most judgemental staring competition. He looks back at Gus, the look in his eyes enough to put the fear of Yoba into any man. Without any hesitation, he stands, pulling you along with him. You're already out the door before you can even apologize for the show you were putting on. He drags you out of the tavern, but you don't let him pull you any further. You stop, pulling him back before pushing him against the wall of the tavern.

You were out in the open, and anyone who decided to take a night-time stroll through the town would see the way you plant kisses along his jaw and grind your body against his. "You're so fucking horny for me, aren't you, Sebby? So needy for my touch, making out in the middle of the tavern… you've never been like this for me, but I'm liking it." As your jeans move against his sweatpants, the clothed bulges between you become more pronounced. Finally he speaks, soft and hushed. "I've been thinking about you all day. Couldn't get you out of my head." His hands glide up to your face, holding it as he finally confesses, "Nobody's ever gotten me like this before, this… needy. I need you, Sunshine." You move away from him slightly, making eye contact as your hands move away from him. "As much as I'd love to fuck you, right here, right now, where anyone could see us… I feel like we'd both be more comfortable at my place." Some semblance of clarity finally reaches him in his addled state, and he finally nods. "Yeah, I'd rather we weren't known as the guys who bang in public… my mom would get pissed." At that you laugh and nod, the tension in your body finally relaxing as you grab his hand and start to walk. He follows, closely pulling his hood up as the rain starts to fall on the cold autumn night.

You're barely even through the front door before you've got him pinned against it. Your lips are on his, one hand moving to his ass and the other palming his crotch. His arms wrap around your back, pulling you close as your kiss deepens for only a mere second before having to pull back for air. In between pants of air, he mumbles something under his breath, a small blush starting to creep up on his face. You grin, before bringing a hand up to his face. "Didn't catch that, babe. Say it one more time." His blush reaches a fever pitch, before he finally squeaks out, "I wanna suck your cock really bad please."

That catches you by surprise, but you try not to let it show on your face as you pull away, unbuckling your belt as you do so. "Do you, uh want to get to the bedroom, or-" You didn't even get to finish your sentence before he was on his knees in front of you, shoving your pants down your legs before finally coming face to face with the last bit of clothing covering your already hard cock. He starts to tug at his own sweatpants as he strokes your clothed dick, feeling it quickly rise and throb for him. "You're so damn hard." He says, finally pulling your underpants down and coming face to face with the whole thing. It nearly slapped him as it sprung back up, his hot breath running along your stiff cock. You could feel every small breath and every little twitch as he admired it. "You've got a… a really nice dick, Sunshine." He said, finally bringing his hand up to your cock, slowly wrapping it around it as he looked up at you. Sebastian gave you one last small smile, before finally wrapping his lips around the head of your cock.

"Fuck, Sebastian…" His tongue glides along your head, as he wastes no time trying to take you deeper into his mouth. Despite what presumably little experience he had, he was giving it to you like a pro. He was sucking along your length, your hands slowly settling themselves into his hair as your body relaxes into his. His tongue was almost masterful as he reached all the sensitive spots along your cock. He looked so cute and pretty down there, his hand slowly pumping on his own dick as he tried his hardest to pleasure you. Your hands hadn't left the hair under his hood, even as you pushed it down to get a better look at his cute little face. "So good for me… such a good boy," you whispered, watching as the hand pumping his cock became just a little bit faster, and the blush on his face became a little bit redder. "Oh, you like that, Sebastian? You like being called a good boy?" He nodded, pulling your cock out of your mouth, saying while still slightly out of breath, "Call me pretty, please." You moaned as his lips wrapped around your cock again, "Such a pretty fucking boy for me." His hand moves away from his cock, covered in pre-cum, as he tries to stave off his own orgasm. He gives the head of your cock one last lick and kiss before pulling off once more. His head lolls to the side, a smug grin on his face as your cock is practically dripping with pre. "You, uh, wanna fuck me Sunshine?"

You don't even answer in an understandable language, only nodding as shallow breaths seep from your mouth like steam on a cold day. Slowly, Sebastian keeps stroking his dick as he stands up and walks to the wall. He leans against it, beckoning towards you. Sebastian watches as you walk towards him, legs almost unsteady as his, and bring yourself into his embrace. You bring your hands down to his waist pulling up one of his legs and bringing it up to make space for you as your cock finally slips past his and pokes up into his ass.

The realization comes to you of the silence of the whole ordeal, excluding some dirty talk. The way you understand each other with so few words. The way you both moan and whimper in each other's arms. And as you kiss him on the lips, and finally push past the last ring of resistance and into his body, you finally feel whole tonight. Your body starts to move slowly against his, your pumps shallow, despite your excitement. "Sebby," you moan, pumping into him again, "I love you." Dispelling some of the lustfulness and finally introducing more love into the experience, he brings you into another, deeper kiss. "Love you too, Sunshine." At that, your body speeds up, your dick sliding in and out of his asshole. You plant your face in his neck and start to bite and lick along his collarbone. You can feel the way his ass gives, meeting little resistance as you finally start to pound into him. The clapping of skin on skin starts to ring across the room like a crowd watching an exhilarating performance, and he finally starts to moan into your ear. "Fuck your good boy… keep fucking me," over and over he repeats it, a divine chant in a holy ritual as you fuck his ass. The rhythm becomes solid, like a drum beat in a slow rock song, you bring yourself into him over and over again. Your words are barely coherent, small utterances of appreciation and love being lost among the grunts and moans, and he is in no better of a condition. His hand launches up to your shoulder as he exclaims, "Fuck, Sunshine, I'm gonna cum!" You bite into his neck, sure to leave a bruise as he cries out in moans and whimpers, his cum launching out in large spurts onto his hoodie as he finally finishes. "Sebastian… cumming…" you barely manage to get out, before unloading into his asshole, your cock slowly softening as you pump rope after rope into his ass.

You would probably guide him, both of you on unsteady legs, to bed later. But right then and there, you sat and held him in your arms. Right then and there, you were his Sunshine.

[malereadermaniac]

Bachelors ~ Stardew Guys x Male Farmer Reader

Imagines in a headcannon style (kinda) with the stardew guys: first meets, dates, pinning, SMUT Characters: Alex, Sebastian + Short bonuses of Sam & Harvey! Top!Characters x Bottom!Reader Word count: 4.5k Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

Meeting Alex for the first time

The two of you met on your first day in the village. You had introduced yourself to his grandparents first, and as you were about to leave his grandma forced him to say 'hi'. Unlike the fairytales, you two were quite indifferent about each other for the first couple of weeks - Alex was his usual self whenever you'd see him, that being rude and arrogant, so you weren't his biggest fan. But since you'd promised to yourself that you'd make friends with every villager, you kept insisting on the brunette; chatting with him almost everyday and giving him gifts from time to time.

Alex didn't really get it, but he did feel weird the first time he met you; his heart beating faster and his words not coming to him. The jock of course brushed this off though, not even entertaining the idea of having some sort of crush on you, a man. On the other hand, you had come to terms with the fact that your want to be friends with Alex was partially driven by an attraction to him. Hey no judgment here! It would be hard for anyone to not get hot and bothered when you see the man shirtless on the daily; flexing his muscles and working out while he chats with you.

Mutual pining

It didn't take long for Alex to start catching feelings for you, but it did take long for him to accept that fact. After a month or so of knowing each other, Alex started to feel more comfortable around you, meaning his tough exterior started to crumble and the real Alex showed himself to you. The fact that Alex felt so comfortable around you made him feel some type of way, he'd never been able to be so raw and real with anyone; family or friend, girl or guy. It took many late night conversations with you, avoiding looking into your eyes too long and hiding his tan face as it turns to a pink hue, for the gridballer to come to terms with the fact that he had not only caught feelings for you, but he also had the MASSIVE hots for you! I mean, anyone with eyes with have the hots for you. You were a farmer, so your body spoke for itself, but your kindheartedness and way with animals made the bachelors of the village swoon for you! And as you and Alex hung out more and more, the brunette would catch himself admiring you a little too much; oh and this got worse as summer came by! The amount of times Alex would pop a boner cause he'd seen you shirtless was ridiculous... He couldn't help it! Your body, your arms, your chest, your belly UGH! Let's just say every inch of you had crossed Alex's mind when he would deal with the hard problems you'd cause him.

Pinning over Alex wasn't exactly easy for you. Up until the very moment the meat-head asked you out, you were convinced he was straight! So your very massive crush on the jock was kept on the low, reserved for late night fantasies and daydreams when you would spend time with him. But it would get harder and harder not to blush around the muscular man, especially since he was comfortable enough around you to just whip off most of his clothes! The amount of damn times you'd gotten hard from seeing Alex's sweaty, tan muscles as he works out; his muscular arms flexing, his six-pack tensing, his thick thighs bulging out of his shorts (and that wasn't the only thing bulging out of his shorts!). In short, more and more time with Alex was expanding your spank bank more and more!

The only reason Alex finally had the guts to ask you out was because of Haley! Hilariously, the both of you would confide in the blonde about your 'unrequited' feelings and worries, without knowing that the other was telling her the exact same thing! Eventually the girl got rightfully fed up, so she just told Alex to shut up midway through a 'woe is me' monologue and told him that you liked him back. The closet lesbian wished she'd recorded how quickly Alex had sprinted out of her room and to your farm! The moment was quite romantic to be fair to Alex, for it being extraordinarily spontaneous. He'd picked up some flowers from the village square (which the mayor later scolded him for) and knocked on your door then and there. Despite it being quite late at night, you opened the door, and was happily surprised to see a panting Alex standing in front of you, with a shabby bouquet of flowers held out to you. And after a very stuttery and hesitant confession, Alex asked you out - to which you didn't respond for a moment, which of course made the Jocks heart drop to his asshole! DID HALEY SET HIM UP???? But after a few moments, you could only respond to his confession with a chaste kiss; which the both of you will never stop thinking about.

Dates together

Dating Alex is extremely heteronormative to be frank. The man had an abusive and probably misogynistic father, of course he'd want to be 'the man' in the relationship despite both of you having dicks! So he's always the one to pay for things, always helping you around the farm in his spare time, and always insisting that he's the one to plan dates so that you don't have to worry. But hey, you can't really complain - he's doing all of the hard work! Alex is always there for you, helping you with anything you need; which is a real turn on, but you can't help but feel bad that he does so much for you. This leads to you trying to help Alex in other ways, which does unfortunately continue the heteronormativity of your relationship. You'll cook for Alex and always have him round for dinner, and you always offer to help him round the house if he ever mentions a job his grandparents have given him - very stereotypical behaviour, but you both don't really mind it.

Dates themselves can be anything with you two, you're both happy just spending time together. If Alex wants to treat you to a fancy date, the two of you will have a late night wine and dine at the saloon followed with a very spicy night at home. But the more regular dates include TV nights at your place or beach days and nights!

Time alone (smut)

Again, Alex's masculinity tends to be on the more fragile side, despite it significantly improving since meeting you, so he continues his manly shtick in the bedroom as well. Not only does that mean that the brunette is strictly a top (which there's no complaints about), but also that he prefers to have a more dominant role when you two get it on. But this isn't a big problem for your relationship, your dynamic already being very binary makes this dynamic easy to adopt. When it comes to what you two like to do, Alex is addicted to doggy style, he just fucking loves giving you backshots; watching your ass jiggle as his hips smack against it, the sound of your skin slapping against his turns the man on so, so much! That is to say, Alex isn't opposed to any other position, sex is sex! As long as he gets to hit it, he doesn't really care that much. His libido really does match his personality, the jock likes to have sex so much that you got a bit worried he had an addiction at one point! But in reality, Alex just fucking loves you so much that he needs to physically express it (we all know that words aren't his strong suit). Genuinely, you could literally smile at your boyfriend and he'll get hard. You two have fucked in coops and stables just because Alex couldn't help himself after watching you be so kind and cute with the animals!

Speaking of location, whilst you two are most comfortable in the bedroom, beach sex does sometimes happen; and you both fucking LOVE it. After an afternoon in the water and chatting in the sun, Alex and you love to stargaze after the sunsets; and laying next to each other in only swim trunks, having no one else around, silence except for each other's breathing and the sound of the sea, of course the romantic atmosphere and the closeness gets you two going! Riding Alex as he lays down on the beach towel, his strong hands on your hips as you bounce up and down on his dick, the moon and stars shining behind you making you look incredible; it's just perfect. And when the tables flip and Alex is the one with the moonlight shining on his muscles and gorgeous face as he drills into you missionary style, you can't help but get so fucking turned on!

Oh and when it comes to any specific kinks? You already know that Alex 100% has a thing for sports gear. Fucking you whilst you're wearing his varsity jacket or his gridball shirt makes the jock feel slightly possessive over you, and that just turns him on even more. Giving you backshots whilst you wear a jockstrap? Alex has never been more hard! And holy shit does the man look hot as fuck in his gridball gear, just sweaty after a little practice, his muscles gleaming as his white jockstrap becomes almost see through, his high-socks accentuating his calves - your boyfriend just looks like a fucking sex god. And just as a little tidbit, Alex has a huge thing for blowjobs. He just loves running his fingers through your hair and looking into your eyes as he gets the best, sloppiest head of his life~

Meeting Sebastian for the first time

It's no surprise that you first encountered this emo on a rainy evening. You had gone out into the mountain on a late night walk, umbrella in hand as you walked the dim path; that was when you saw Sebastian's hooded figure just standing on the cliff, smoking a cigarette. You swiftly introduced yourself to the taller man, checking that he wasn't about to die of hypothermia from the cold and offering to share your umbrella. The encounter wasn't awkward, it was silent, sure, but it was a comfortable silence - the sound of the rain and the soft drags of Sebastian's cigarette made you feel oddly calm. Though few words were spoken, you two got to know each other pretty well, well enough to hang out the following week.

Being friends with Seb was great! He liked his alone time, so you two weren't constantly together, but the times you two hung out were always good. It was just that... there was always this weird, light tension in the air whenever you and the emo were alone. Prolonged eye-contact, lingering touches on his arms and shoulder or on your thighs and hands, and complimenting each other would always result in beat-red faces. You were very aware of the fact that you were crushing on your very handsome friend, so you would jokingly, lightly flirt with Sebastian; you would compliment his piercings (cause YES he 100% has piercings), play with his hair and call him a hunk whenever he revealed his muscles. It was all playful though, it wasn't as if every single one of your actions was making Sebastian spiral more and more about his sexuality!

Mutual pining

Seb didn't take long to come to terms with the fact that he was actually head over heels for you, it was more his sexuality he was struggling with. But outside of his constant internal debates about how to label himself, Sebastian was more than willing to flirt with you and see how it goes. Sometimes, the two of you would smoke together, the taller man never letting you use one of your own straights and giving you one of his own - he'd even changed the brand of cigs he'd buy to the ones you like. He liked asking you to go for a smoke whenever it was windy, to make sure that you cling to him for warmth; and if Seb got lucky, you wouldn't be able to light your cigarette because of the wind, allowing him to swoop in like a saviour and light your cig with the end of his, bringing his face so, so close to yours. So close that he could feel your breath hitch from the proximity, so close that he could look into your eyes with no distractions. Sebastian would become more talkative around you, he still wouldn't chat as much as you did, but the emoboy would show more and more of himself everyday. Oh and as Sebastian became more and more desperate to share his feelings with you, his flirting would get just a little more intense; compliments becoming part of his greeting whenever you two would meet up, touching becoming more common, and a little jealousy showing whenever other guys would get a little too friendly with you. Your part of the flirting was less direct. You would often compliment Seb on his piercings (as already said), touching the cold metal on his face with a smile as you look into the taller man's dark eyes. The two of you would hangout in Sebastian's room a lot, just rotting in bed as you chat or he does work, and you would do your best not to blush at the pair of designer boxers left on his bed or dresser (which Seb defo didn't leave out to push the boundaries).

Dates together

This man asked you out in the most romantic way possible. He made sure that you both had the evening free and said he wanted to take you somewhere. THIS MAN takes you on a ride on his motorcycle, making sure your arms are tight around his waist, your head resting on his back, and he takes you to a small cliff with the most beautiful view of the city. Sebastian then gives you a somewhat long speech about how much he's changed and how much his life has changed since you'd met him, how he's never felt this way for anyone and how he feels so alive when he's around you, how he feels like his heart is on fire whenever he sees you around other guys. And instead of giving a conclusion to his speech, he just puts his strong, veiny hands around your waist and kisses you. Safe to say you were fucking smitten after that.

Ever since then you two have been kinda inseparable, visiting each other for hours at a time, going on dates every week; Sebastian is an incredible boyfriend. To form some sort of tradition, on every anniversary, Seb always takes you on a ride on his bike and brings you back to that cliff where you two made it official; having set up a candle-lit picnic, he's just so cute. Even though you've both limited your smoking, the way you've done so is in itself very romantic. You two are allowed one cigarette a day, one for the two of you, not one each! So whenever it's your turn to have a drag, Sebastian will take a puff and shotgun the smoke into your mouth, his manly hand holding your face close to his, your lips just barely a millimeter apart.

Time alone (smut)

HEY EMO BOY! You just know that dick is huuuuge. Long, white and veiny with a pink tip. Sebastian is uncut and you already know that man has a prince albert! You've teased him about his dick piercing before, but he flips the tables real quick saying how he knows that you love it - and he's not wrong. Holy fuck does his dick just feel so fucking good inside you, and ten times better cause of that fucking piercing! The cold metal rubbing against your walls, the hard material jabbing into your prostate from time to time, making you fucking writhe underneath your boyfriend. Oh and Seb has a sleeper build for sure! All he has to do is take that hoodie off and give a little flex, and his whole body becomes like that of a Grecian statue - just massive arms, wide shoulders, rock hard abs, thick thighs, and massive, pillow-like pecs. It doesn't help that the muscular man's favorite position is missionary, making him seem even more massive and strong looming above you as he fucks the shit out of you. Another hot thing to point out is the obsidian coloured bars going through both of his nipples, contrasting the soft pink of his flesh so nicely - He's just so fucking hot!

Sebastian definitely has the hots for public blowjobs - he's usually not the biggest fan of PDA or even being in public, but damn he just can't help but get so turned on when your sucking his dick in public! Just the thrill of maybe being caught with his dick out and down your throat while on some park bench. He also can't deny that he likes to see the nature around him, the gravel beneath you as you're on your knees in front of him, the trees around and the sound of the water - it turns Seb on but he also just finds it beautiful, he can't help that he's an emo at heart, just so emotional!

But if Sebastian had to admit, he'd say that his ultimate sexual fantasy is just fucking like some gross, incel. Don't get him wrong, Sebastian is like the opposite of an incel! His political views are obviously very liberal! But he just can't deny the fact that the idea of fucking in his room, door locked, just spending the weekend in his room, just fucking, chilling and fucking some more without worrying about work, friends, or even getting up to shower, that shit just really turns him on! He's often fantasied about how you'd look fucked out on his bed, body drenched in sweat and at least 10 full condoms decorating your body and his bed - the idea gets him as hard as a rock! And who knows, maybe Seb has already booked you two a little cabin in the woods for your five year anniversary to do just that...

Bonus: Sam

Meeting Sam is a moment you think about very often. You first ran into him near the mountains, just sitting on a bench and playing his guitar, humming and singing along - and you found that so so attractive. You were thirsting over this man since your first meeting!

You had been pining over Sam since your first meeting, so your view on the friendship which prospered hadn't really changed. You were happy being friends with the guitar player, but you would drop small comments here and there, flirting with the man ever so slightly - which the neither of you really minded. Sam on the other hand, he realised that his feelings for you were anything but platonic and couldn't really hide it; this man couldn't stop blushing whenever you were even mentioned in conversation, let alone when he was actually around you! And let's be so real, his feelings for you were of course very romantic, but also incredibly sexual, so of course Sam was straight up jerking it to fantasies of you on the regular!!

Sam's confession to you was real sweet though, and quite heated as well... He'd asked to meet you at his house one day during winter and immediately invited you into his room when he noticed your pink nose and ears. He was stuttering and blushing as he professed his undying romantic feelings towards you, and his body only increased in temperature ten fold after you responded to his confession with a kiss. Sam couldn't get enough of your soft lips and smooth hands on his face, which turned what was meant to be a short kiss into a full blown make out sesh! The two of you were on Sam's bed for like an hour, just making out and grinding against eachother fully clothed. But before the guitarist could take things any further, Sam's mother interrupted the two of you with a knock on the door. And hilariously, when asked why he looked so flushed and sweaty, Sam simply said he was doing push ups...

Ugh and dating Sam is just so wholesome. Good luck kisses before shows are a must, and its a tradition that the two of you have stuck to; from when Sam was playing small gigs to when the two of you had left the village and moved to the city after Sam's band had skyrocketed in fame. The blonde had even written you a song and played it at one of his bigger shows at the time, dedicating it to you and going on a small rant about how important you are to him and that the band wouldn't exist without you (how fucking cute is that.

Now on the more spicy side of the relationship, when the two of you were still living in the village, Sam would always dirty talk and fantasise about being famous and fucking you like a rockstar; and he stayed true to his word. The both of you are usually very horny after Sam plays a show, what? like you're supposed to watch your boyfriend get all sweaty on a stage as he plays guitar and sings a couple of songs about you and NOT get really fucking turned on??? And whilst not making him sound like a douche, the applause and the thrill of playing for a bunch of people really gets Sam going, so show nights usually end up getting real steamy. You do sometimes get jealous because of Sam's numerous fan girls' behaviour, your mood souring slightly and your clingyness decreasing. Sam always notices though, and he makes sure that you know that you're the only one he has eyes for by rocking your world; starting the night with making you cum just from eating you out and fingering you, and then making you almost immobile after a couple long, pleasurable rounds. You already know that the man is good with his fingers, he's a guitarist for gods sake! Oh and that dick is good too, it's average and perfect that way, he's cut and has one prominent veiny on the underside, and the carpet matches the drapes but Sam makes sure that his bush is nicely trimmed; to ensure that you have no inconveniences when blowing him (which you do a lot).

Bonus: Harvey

You met him briefly on your first day in the village, but officially met and hit it off as friends when you went to him as a patient. A small friendship did bloom, you would hang out with Harvey from time to time, but there was ALWAYS some crazy tension of the sexual variety whenever the two of you were together.

It was kinda obvious that the two of you were pining over each other, but the first move wasn't made until you finally had enough of small compliments and lingering touches. After you had gone to the clinic for some ointment after scratching your arm up on the farm, you and Harvey had a usual moment of sexual tension and silence, his face just a few inches away from yours. You finally had enough and just grabbed the brunettes face and smashed your lips against his. Your fingers gently griping the doctor's brown curls as the two of you held a prolonged, passioante kiss. After said kiss, Harvey was RED in the face, and the end of your appointment was a little awkward. But during your next appointment, Harvey had mentioned that you two shouldn't let that happen again, to which you responded by kissing the man again. Harvey couldn't deny that he wanted to keep kissing you more than ever, but he had to pull you off, grunting out a "(Y/n). NO." in a disgruntled, HOT voice.

Harvey couldn't stop thinking about you though, so the two of you did start dating soon after the whole kiss fiasco. Dates together are really wholesome, the doctor being a true gentleman, so you two regularly go out on dinner dates where Harvey will wear his best dress and wine n dine you; usually giving you some sort of gift and showering you with compliments. Late night cuddles whilst watching something are a must for Harvey, he likes the feeling of his arms around you, it makes him feel as if he's keeping you safe. Oh and dating a doctor has many benefits to it, the second you start to get suspiciously tired or sneeze one too many times, Harvey is putting you on a mandatory bed rest and he's in the kitchen cooking up a soup within seconds.

In the bedroom, Harvey is just as wholesome and romantic as you'd expect him to be. This man loves missionary! He's such a sweetheart, he just wants to make sure you're doing alright and feeling incredible. The brunette loves to have sex with you, he's constantly complimenting you and praising you, making sure you know how good you're making him feel. Lotsss of kissing with this man, Harvey just needs to feel even closer to you even though he's inside of you; and he needs to convey his love for you in a more physical way on top of literally pounding you like mad. You have such a thing for Harvey's moustache, ugh especially while he's muching!! It just feels so funny, the hairs tickling you as the brunette's eating you out like a starved man. And he just looks so cute and hot when you can actually see him eating you out; his moustache pushed up slightly, his glasses getting pushed up his face and crooked from Harvey smushing his face into your cheeks, a thick blush covering his face. He's a little bit of a sub sometimes, likes it when you ride him and take control, Harvey likes to keep his hand on your hips as you gently ride him, letting out breathy moans as you show him just how good his dick is. Oh and he definitely has a thing for roleplaying patient and doctor cause it reminds him of how you two met n started out! "Dr are you sure this is necessary?" "Of course it is, now spread you're legs just a little more for me, let doctor get his probe in deeper"

Hope you guys enjoyed! Back home for chrimbo, might post a little who knows! I do have an essay to do for uni tho... Love ya guys! Laterz!

[moonferry]

yk when u want a specific type of content but it like doesn't exist so u have to make it urself..

anyway have some bachelors x masc farmer ideas/headcanons/rambles. idk i just say words. long post so strap in, folks! honestly these could be considered gn if u squint bc i don't really use masc pronouns in the writing, however there are mentions of masc labels (boyfriend, husband)

mentions of internalized homophobia + depression

i may do bachelorettes x fem farmer next so stay tuned :3

harvey:

- wears his boyfriend's/husband's shirts. literally no exceptions. if you wore it, he is going to wear it too. you left a shirt at his place? oh. it's his now. and he's going to be smiling the entire time he wears it. this being said, i think he'd totally be like T____T it doesn't smell like you anymore and ask for a different one.

- loves to compliment your appearance or just you in general (in my play through he literally says "you look so handsome. did you shave?" like 3 times a week)

- personally, i see harvey as being bisexual + super open about it. like everyone in town supports him & they're so ecstatic for him when they see he has a boyfriend.

- if you have yet to ask him out, though, and he's realizing his feelings i think it would be very hard for him to hide them. someone could be asking him something and you walk into the clinic? his entire train of thought is GONE. i'm talking they have to wave their hand in front of his face to get his attention back.

- don't even get me STARTED on if you propose. he'd literally walk into the clinic, slam his coffee on the reception desk and be like, "MARU, LOOK." pretty sure he fainted and maru had to fan him back to consciousness.

elliott:

- despite elliott's openness with his own sexuality, i think he was terrified of your rejection. not too terrified obviously because something something inspiration from painful experiences yada yada. if you ended up not being interested in him, he probably would've gotten over it - but don't be surprised if you notice some strange subtext in his writing. he's a romantic writer - if he has feelings, they're going to get written down. sorry folks.

- but * yay * you didn't reject him, so elliott is still inspired. maybe you even become the next love interest in his newest novel? who knows.

- in his 14 heart event, he writes a series of letters to you because he has to leave pelican town for a week. i absolutely loved this idea and i think elliott would do this even if he was in the town. they could be something as mundane as what he did that day/week and he just. put it in the mailbox. you still enjoy reading them, though.

- i think he absolutely loves using "my" like "my man", "my husband" "my beloved" just anything, really. he loves you so much - and he knows he doesn't own you, obviously, he's just so glad he is lucky enough to call you his.

alex:

- i think alex was TERRIFIED of falling in love with you. in his 10 heart event, he mentions telling himself that he shouldn't experience these feelings for another man. every act of kindness you showed him ate away at his heart and it drove him crazy.

- i think he experienced a little internal homophobia before finally realizing that it was okay. it doesn't help that george is so adamant about him finding a girlfriend (and that george has a little homophobic arc 🥲). alex probably internalized these ideas and pushed himself into his gridball/weightlifting obsession to quiet his mind.

- after he finally worked up the courage to tell you how he felt - and was entirely relieved when you felt the same way - it was as if a weight removed itself from his chest. he could finally breathe again. the world seemed different - in a good way. colors were more vivid, sounds were more pleasing to hear, the earth felt solid underneath his feel for once. he wasn't afraid of anything, especially not with you beside him.

- now, he proudly walks around the town with your hand in his, smiling to himself.

- sometimes those thoughts start to seep back in, though. like when he's about to sleep at night and his brain just can't shut up. he starts to hate himself again, and then he feels you press against him or hears you mutter in your sleep and his heart softens.

- also he got george and evelyn shirts that say "i love my gay grandson" they wear them proudly.

shane:

- surprised that anyone took a romantic interest in him, not surprised by the fact that you're a guy.

- i don't think shane has a "preference" for dating someone, he goes based off of vibes + personality rather than gender or appearance. he also doesn't label himself or his sexuality/romantic attraction.

- he's definitely a shirt lender. like you see a nice jacket in his closet and you're like "hey, hun, can i borrow this?" "sure."

- thinks you look amazing in his clothes. probably puts the best ones on hangers (or at the top of the clothing pile) in hopes that you'd choose them.

- even if he doesn't show it outwardly, he's super afraid of losing you. because of his mental illness, he can't help but think that every good thing he has will be taken away from him or that he "doesn't deserve" them. (he does, and you often remind him of this if he gets too into his head).

- i picture him reaching over and placing a hand on your arm in the middle of the night JUST to make sure you were still there and not the universe playing a cruel joke on him.

- can cook, but he's so used to making frozen dinners that he often forgets to.

- if you're taller than him, forehead kisses are a MUST. he will not let you leave the farmhouse until he receives his daily forehead kiss.

- i think he loves being the little spoon. it just makes him feel safer, more grounded in a way. he's been at the point where it feels like nothing is permanent and it can all end in the blink of an eye, so being spooned helps him realize that it isn't all that bad and that it will be okay, given the right time and effort.

- shane definitely falls asleep on his husband's chest like.. once a week.

- because mental illness is a constant battle, i imagine shane still gets "bad days". but don't worry! his loving husband is here to help. shane's depressive episodes usually consist of lying in bed (often for days at a time) and it's extremely hard for him to do anything. but the farmer is used to this - he's definitely read up on mental health books and how to support someone with depression. the farmer never tries to force shane out of bed or tells him that he needs to "get over it". the farmer often checks on him in between their farm duties. i imagine when the farmer is completely finished, they sits down on the edge of the bed and play with shane's hair or rubs their hand up and down his back:

"hey shane, are you okay?"

"i will be."

"i love you, chickadee."

"i know."

"do you want some ice cream?"

"yes, please."

sam:

- by far, the most "affectionate"? in a way.

- sammy loves pda im sorry. if you two are walking along, he has to be touching you in some way - whether it's holding your hand. your arm looped through his own, your hand in his hoodie pocket, etc. he just needs physical contact. i also think he'd look at you with big, wet eyes and wait until you kiss him.

- he takes you to band practice !!! seb and abby don't really mind, and you even offer some input on how they should approach their next song.

- absolute golden retriever boyfriend. can and will curl up on your lap and cuddle against you (even if he's ridiculously tall and lanky).

- if and when you attend all his shows/concerts, he definitely pulls you on stage once the set it over and kisses you publicly - sebastian and abigail just roll their eyes (this happens every single time. they're used to it).

- probably has your name written on his guitar.

- i think kent and jodi would be some of the most supportive people ever - they're just happy their son found someone to be with, regardless of gender.

- i think kent would probably sit you down and give you "the talk" about *grumble grumble* if you break my son's heart *grumble grumble*. not that you would, obviously, you adore sam. but kent's words do put the fear of god in you - this is the man who sends you bombs in the mail as a "friendly gesture"

- don't let that fool you, though, kent will be an absolute waterfall if you and sam get married. i also think he'd be more of a "ask for his blessing" before proposing kind of guy, but he'd give it willingly.

- sam loves it when you run a hand through his hair (if he had a tail, it would be wagging).

- sam puppyboy au? thinking thoughts...

sebastian:

- i think the only one surprised that seb has a boyfriend is seb himself. he always pictured himself a "loner for life" and DEFINITELY didn't expect to fall in love with this weird farm boy.

- he probably spends more time at the farm house/wherever you two hang out than his own home. but who could blame him?

- he was so confused about his feelings that he ended up talking to maru for help (crazy, right?) the two of them built a pillow fort near maru's telescope and spent hours talking. it was quiet nice. this helped him realize two things: 1) maybe his sister wasn't all that bad and 2) he was DEFINITELY in love with another man. he didn't know which was more confusing.

- i think sebastian likely confessed first in a sort of "nonchalant" way. i think the conversation went like this:

farmer,teasing: "oooh, you wanna kiss me sooo bad it makes you look stupid."

seb: "yeah, i do."

neither of you were prepared for that. i think he would ease the tension by just. ignoring what he just said.

- i think he smiles like a frog . a sort of :} if you will. like bulbasaur.

- speaking of bulbasaur, that is definitely his favorite pokémon. oh and froakie. he just like the little frog dudes. would love you forever if you won him a plushie from the claw machine.

- it's no secret that seb often thinks no one would notice if he left, but getting closer to you made him realize that.. someone would. and maybe that's enough.

- if he stays up late working on a project, just walk over to his desk and wrap him into a back hug. bonus points if you voice is gravelly from sleep. "let's go to bed, sebby." he'd melt. like full on puddle on the ground.

- because sebastian is like 5'6 you'd think he enjoys being the small spoon. WRONG!!! he is a big spoon exclusively. you don't mind, though.

- he would die if you played with his hands while cuddling. please give this boy some physical affection. he deserves it.

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lil sebastian doodle page (ft my farmer)

[marbl3z]

tbh idk what this is teehee

confort fic of Sebastian Stardew valley hehehehe.. gn!farmer x Sebastian - mental health/physical health comfort .

Work alcoholic comfort, comfort in general - no angst (unless you count the farmer feeling off but idk)

Gentle strokes through your hair, the soft pitter patter of the rain on the shingles of the cabin you've lived in for about a year now, and the gentle rhythmic breathing of the man above you. He was reading a book, your head in his lap and his long slender fingers gently going through your hair mindlessly. Your eyes felt heavy — maybe today was just an off day? You felt wrong... Everything felt wrong. Your body ached for once and your mind felt like static, you're grateful Sebastian didn't question you when you flopped onto your shared bed and laid your head in his lap. You're grateful he's being so gentle with you to begin with...

He slowly makes his way below your head, massaging your neck gently with his hand, to rubbing slow circles on your back. You wanted to cry.. but why? Everything is great — but you felt empty. Maybe it was just seasonal depression, winter's approaching and you don't spend as much time outside as you did in the warmer seasons. Your shoulder popped as you adjusted yourself, looking up at the man. You blinked a couple times, trying to focus on something other than your thoughts. He glanced down, giving you a soft smile.

"hey there.." his voice is gentle and smooth, soft dimples into his cheeks when his lips curl into a smile — full of adoration and warmth.

You gave him a weak smile in return, your face slowly falling as he continues his gentle massage. You watch his expression become softer as he puts the bookmark on his page and gently places the book down onto his side of the bed. He tilts his head at you, grinning softly.

"you feelin' alright..?" He asked softly, not prying too much Incase you didn't want to talk about it.

You hesitated before nodding slowly, he gave you a soft frown, noticing the hesitation. "I understand.. do you want tea? Some food?" He pushes your hair behind your ear, rubbing his thumb against your cheek. You shrug, uninterested in doing much of anything let alone eating or drinking.

"..just a.. odd day I guess.." you murmur, your eyes slowly closing..

"yeah..?" He hums, giving your scalp a soft massage. He leans against the pillows of the bed, taking a deep breath before exhaling and opening them to look down at you. "You're doing well.." he murmurs.

You look up at him, confused and caught off guard. "What..?"

"with the farm... With everyone — everything.. you've done so well," he meets your eyes, smiling again. "You've done so much, for the community and for me.." he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. "You deserve a couple days to yourself." He finishes.

You laid there, staring at him for a moment. You close your eyes, tiredly smiling as you cup his hand on your face. "Thank you."

He hums, scooping you up into his arms, adjusting his position so your head is on his chest and he lays on the pillows. "I love you, and I'm proud of you." He mumbles against your head.

Your eyes slowly closed, succumbing to much needed sleep. He held you, like he always did when you two slept at night — but this time, you knew you were okay, and tomorrow was going to be okay. It was going to be okay, because he's right there to catch you if you fall.

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A/N: felt really bad today bc of health conditions so here's this. I'm working on a lot other stuff for Stardew valley but this was the first thing I finished. It's quite short — it's also midnight here... might go to bed ;3 hope u liked it <3

[schmooplesboop]

Toffee Apple

Pairing: Alex X Male farmer/player

Rating: Teen

For the past couple of years Alex had skipped out on Spirit’s Eve. It had gotten pretty stale. Fake plastic hedge maze, shitty plastic scares, and even shittier food that might as well have been plastic. Just bad all around.

This year, though… on top of keeping his farm afloat Colton had volunteered to grow a huge corn maze on his land for the town’s Spirit’s Eve celebrations. And the rumors had been buzzing around Pelican Town since: Colton had recruited the weird wizard dude who lived in the woods to provide spooks for the haunted corn maze, Gus had been inspired by Colton’s enthusiasm and dug up new recipes for Spirit’s Eve treats, Marnie wanted to set up a hayride for those who wanted a calmer vibe. Everyone was excited to see this year’s festival, Alex included. Even if he hadn’t cared about the event, he had a personal reason to be excited this year. Colton had straight up asked him on a date.

“I may not look it, but I’m a giant scaredy cat. I need a big, strong date to guide me through the maze. You up for it, dude?”

Haley had been staring at him so intensely that Alex could practically hear her brain screaming at him to “Just say yes, you big dope!” For once, he didn’t need her intervening, he’d said yes almost immediately. Colton’s smile and faint blush was worth the awkwardness of Haley standing there looking like she wanted to scream with delight.

Now the big night was here and he was nervous as hell. This was his first real date in a while and his first date with another dude, period.

Alex looked himself over in the full-length mirror in the hall outside his room. He’d chosen to wear a grey hoodie under his old letterman jacket and his cleanest jeans. Hair perfectly coiffed then perfectly re-coiffed, his usual hour-long hair care routine had lengthened into two. He anxiously looked over the cologne Haley had forced into his hand that morning.

“Spiced Orange. Seasonal and sexy!”

He sniffed it warily. It did smell nice… ah, what the hell. He sprayed himself then tossed the bottle through the doorway onto his bed.

Alex wished he had someone other than his grandparents to give their opinion of the end result.

His grandmother was terribly biased, “You always look handsome, dear!”

And his grandfather was not biased enough, “Hair is hair. You look like always do.”

Out of desperation, he’d asked Dusty’s opinion too. “What do you think, boy?” He gently scratched his old dog behind the ears. “How do I look? Underdressed?”

Dusty huffed a quiet doggy noise of reassurance and licked Alex’s fingers.

Alex set his jaw, chiding himself. (It’s a haunted corn maze, not the fucking opera. Just chill.)

It was definitely going to be a cold and spooky night. Alex’s breath misted in the air as he headed out of town toward Gullwing Farm, hands shoved in his jacket pockets for warmth. Fog swirled around his ankles.

Alex’s jaw dropped as Colton’s farm came into view. He’d really gone all out. Orange and purple fairy lights were strung everywhere. Ghost and witch decorations hung from the trees. Menacing scarecrows leered in the fields. Dozens of jack-o-lanterns lined the lane that led into the farm.

Right at the main gate to Gullwing there were two signs, both decorated with childish drawings of different townsfolk being scared by different monsters. Alex recognized Vincent and Jas’s handiwork straight away. One sign said that entry was free, but there was a suggested donation of five dollars. The second sign was slightly ominous, simply stating that the “Ghost Show” was at midnight… whatever that meant. Alex put fifty bucks in the slotted box nailed under the first sign and went through the gate.

Gus had a canopy set up under which he and Emily were busy doling out food and drinks. Trays of toffee apples, buckets of popcorn in three different flavors, ‘devil hot’ potato chips, pumpkin cookies, ‘mini brain’ cake pops, ‘graveyard’ cupcakes, apple punch, and hot cider. It must’ve taken them all day to get things ready.

Haley was hanging out with her sister, looking vaguely bored and eating a cake pop. When she spotted Alex, she gave him a quick once over and a round of brief silent applause. Feeling slightly better having his friend’s approval, Alex waved at her as he went by. The food looked delicious, but Alex was still mostly nerves. He didn’t think he could eat anything right now.

Pierre had set up his stand too, of course, selling Spirit’s Eve t-shirts and decorations. Alex bought a little plastic bobble ghost for his gran. She liked these weird, cheap little things for some reason. She had so many that she’d had to buy an enormous bookcase to display them.

The corn maze loomed in the distance, looking intimidating and surprisingly eerie in the fog and dim, colored light. It really was huge, it would probably take a couple of hours to get through, maybe even more. Alex was impressed by the enthusiasm and effort that not just Colton, but everyone had put into this. The whole town had really pulled together to make things better than before. Colton seemed to have that effect on people, Alex included.

Jodi was standing outside the maze with a tearful Vincent, telling him that it was too scary for him and trying to convince him to check out the more laidback hayride Marnie had going not far away. Sam, Abigail, and Sebastian stood nearby, pushing each other around and laughing.

Sebastian caught his eye and waved. Alex waved back. This is what he’d meant by Colton having an effect on him too. Old Alex dismissed Sebastian as “that weird guy” without a second thought. But when the weather had gotten colder and their morning beach runs had evolved into morning hikes in the mountains, Colton had invited Sebastian to join them sometimes and Alex had been surprised to learn that not only could Seb keep up with them even though he was 95% skinny legs, but he also knew a lot about wildlife (frogs mostly). He’d also discovered that they actually had things in common. They were both really into an old adventure-fantasy comic series that had been all the rage before either of them was born. Sebastian had even lent Alex two of the comics he was missing from his own collection. New Alex had learned not be so fucking judgy. He was liking New Alex way more than Old Alex.

Abigail linked arms with Sam and marched him into the maze. Seb pointed to a little picnic area where people were milling about eating treats, waiting for their turn on the hayride, or just enjoying the atmosphere. Alex could see Colton waiting there, munching enthusiastically on a toffee apple. Willing himself not to blush, Alex nodded his thanks to Sebastian and made his way over.

Colton towered over literally everyone around him and Alex was relieved to see that they had similar outfits on. He was wearing a fleece lined black-and-teal plaid jacket over a dark sweater and faded jeans. Now that it was too cold to surf every day, his tan skin had lost its golden luster and his hair had faded from bleached back to sandy blonde, but Colton was still super hot, to use Haley’s words.

Colton spotted him and quickly swallowed a bite of his apple, “Hi, Alex!” Like Haley, the farmer gave him a once over and Alex felt his chest tighten with anxiety. “Looking very spruce tonight, dude.”

Oh, thank fuck. “Thanks. You’re looking good yourself.” Alex was impressed with how chill he sounded, despite feeling very unchill. “Did you do all this yourself? It looks awesome, I barely recognize the farm.”

“Thanks! But nah, I had a lot of help. Demetrius helped me design the maze, but I did all the planting and watering and maintaining. Vincent and Jas helped with decorating and Marnie’s handling the hayride. Gus and Emily are in charge of the food and drink, of course. Rasmodius also said he’d provide scares for the maze and something called a ‘ghost show’. Not sure what that means, I’m kinda nervous about it to be honest—"

A scream came from the maze, startling Alex and sending a ripple of murmurs through the picnic area.

“I think that’s Maru, poor woman’s been in there for a long time. Even Harvey made it through the maze before she did. We should rescue her if we find her.” Colton finished off his apple and tossed the stick into the trash. “You ready to guide my wussy ass through this maze or would you like some food first?”

“Let’s get our maze on.” Ugh. New Alex still sometimes said mortifying shit.

Colton seemed charmed by it, thankfully, and they entered the maze. Alex didn’t scare easily, but he had to admit it was pretty creepy in here. The corn was so thick you couldn’t see through it, and it rose high over even Colton’s head. The only light in the maze came from the full moon and the fairy lights that occasionally criss-crossed overhead and it was like outside noises were muffled somehow. The ankle-deep fog outside the maze became knee-map inside. Somewhere ahead they could hear Sam whimpering and Abigail calling him a baby.

The first scare that Rasmodius conjured up, maybe literally, came running at them from out of the corn. A skeleton that glowed a sickly green sprinted right for them with arms outstretched. Alex jumped as Colton screamed. The skeleton blew right by them, bony fingers scratching at the farmer’s arm before disappearing into the corn again. Alex’s stomach flipping had nothing to do with the scare and everything to do with Colton grabbing hold of his hand.

“Sorry for making you jump, Alex. Did warn you I was a big ol’ scaredy cat.” Colton sounded self-conscious.

Alex hated to hear it. Didn’t feel right, that someone as awesome as Colton was feeling bad about himself. He gave the farmer’s hand a reassuring squeeze and smiled. “Nothing to be sorry about, dude. Happy to be bodyguard and date tonight.” Or any night.

And Alex played his part well. The wizard’s scares definitely weren’t of the plastic variety. Giant spiders, weird noises in the corn, invisible hands that brushed at their ankles and arms, figures in the fog, drooling red-eyed hounds, big swooping bats, footsteps that ran up behind them with nothing there when they turned. Colton didn’t scream every time, but there was always someone else screaming just out of sight.

By the time they reached the middle of the maze, Alex had one arm wrapped tight around Colton’s waist. The farmer looked around nervously. There was nothing here in the center of the maze except a creepy statue of what looked like a guy with an octopus for a head. Poor Maru screeched again, but it sounded distant. It seemed she might actually get out sometime before dawn.

Colton looked at the faintly glowing display on his watch, “The ‘ghost show’ starts soon. Wanna see what that is before we try making our way out?”

Alex nodded, even he needed a break. “Sounds good.”

The wizard’s ‘ghost show’ started at exactly midnight. Vaguely human-shaped figures, glowing pale blue, drifted up through the corn and started swirling over the maze. Fast, slow, they zipped and twirled overhead. There were a few surprised squawks from the maze dwellers, then a murmur of amazement. Considering what they’d been through already tonight, this was actually kind of… soothing.

(And romantic?) Alex’s brain supplied oh-so-innocently.

No! Don’t be stupi—Alex swallowed thickly. Apparently, Colton agreed with Alex’s brain. He’d turned to face Alex, leaning in slightly. The anxiety in his deep brown eyes had melted into something very close to desire.

(Okay. The hottest man in the valley wants to kiss you, don’t fuck it up. Shit. I can do this. Okay. Fuck. C’mon, Alex, you’re not afraid of ghouls and shit, but you’re afraid of a kiss? Just--)

He blinked. Colton was suddenly angling away, looking a little embarrassed. Belatedly, Alex realized that the other man had been politely waiting for him to lean in too and had taken his getting momentarily lost in his own panicked brain as disinterest. Great. Fucked it up instantly.

“Then unfuck it, doofus!” He heard Haley’s voice so clearly in his mind it was like she was swirling overhead with the wizard’s ghosts. Hoping this didn’t make things even more awkward, Alex slid his arms around Colton’s neck and leaned in. The embarrassment faded instantly. Colton leaned down… and holy shit, they were kissing, the farmer’s body very warm and very firm as it pressed against Alex’s. Colton tasted like toffee apple and he smelled like rain in the woods with a hint of the sea underneath. Then his fingers hooked into Alex’s belt loops to draw him closer and who knew that such a small thing could be so fucking sexy?

They parted, both slightly breathless, as the ghosts above faded out so that near darkness settled over the maze once again.

“That was nice.” Colton murmured.

Alex agreed wholeheartedly. “Yeah, it was.”

He shivered as Colton’s lips brushed against his ear and his fingers tightened in his belt loops. “You smell amazing, by the way…”

Score one for Haley, she’d be pleased to hear it. Alex was trying to form some kind of reply that wouldn’t want to make him shrivel up and die when somewhere to their left they heard the sound of Abigail screaming and Sam laughing long and loud and very donkey-like. Their little romantic moment was over, but not ruined.

Colton’s lips were at his ear once more. “Get me out of this maze alive and I’ll kiss you again.”

If it wouldn’t have ruined the experience for everyone else, Alex would’ve bulled a straight line through the corn and made his own exit.

Oddly, kissing Alex seemed to have bolstered the farmer. He was much less jumpy as they navigated their way out and only screamed twice. Alex felt his ego puff up. Just a bit.

Someplace ahead of them they heard Maru shriek again, but this one was different. It was a scream of triumph, “Heck yeah, I survived! Emily, two cupcakes, please!”

Colton laughed, “Guess she found her way out.”

A few more twists and turns and they found their way out as well, Colton breathing a sigh of relief in the cold night air.

“Thanks, Alex. My hero.”

True to his word, Colton was moving in close again. Alex moved as well, perhaps a bit too eagerly as their noses bumped lightly. Colton only chuckled, tilting his head just a touch more so their mouths slotted together perfectly. Goddamn he tasted and smelled and felt so good. Alex could get used to this…

Afterward they bought some snacks and cider and went to join Maru and a few others in the picnic area. Haley had disappeared, probably went home a while ago. Spirit’s Eve wasn’t really her thing. She’d likely just come to give her sister and Alex some support. With the kids in bed and the last few stragglers exiting the maze, Marnie was dismantling the hayride and loading her ponies into the trailer behind her truck. Alex took a bite of the toffee apple he’d bought, a sheepish grin on his face. He knew it was kinda goofy, but he wanted to relive the taste of Colton’s lips a few more times.

They were halfway through their snack feast when Sam, Abby, and Sebastian emerged from the maze, taunting each other about who was the biggest baby.

“Didn’t hear Seb once so he’s obviously the champ among you three.” Colton called out with a teasing smirk.

Abigail laughed as the trio came to a stop beside their table. “You and Maru had a chorus going.” She teased back.

“Oh dude, yeah, I definitely would’ve dropped dead five feet into the maze without Alex to protect me.”

Alex’s cheeks flushed as he felt Colton’s hand slide over his wrist. Abby and Sam’s eyebrows raised in surprised, Sebastian just looked smug that he’d known something his friends hadn’t. Old Alex would’ve cared, probably too much. New Alex didn’t give a fuck.

He just smiled and gave Colton a nudge with his elbow. “Don’t sell yourself short, you didn’t shit yourself on the way out.”

The five of them laughed together. It felt nice.

“Walk me home?” Colton asked as they threw their trash in the bin, gesturing to the farmhouse in the distance.

“Yeah, of course.”

Alex felt more sets of curious eyes on them as they walked off hand-in-hand. He still didn’t give a fuck.

As soon as they entered the farmyard Finn, Colton’s dog, came barrelling out of his doggy door and jumped all over Alex, barking excitedly trying to lick his face.

“Oh, I see who his favorite is.” The farmer smirked.

Alex laughed and scratched Finn around the neck, trying and failing to keep all four of the dog’s paws on the ground. “Hey, buddy!”

“Thank-you, Alex.” Colton said as they ascended the stairs onto the porch, Finn racing in circles around both of them. “I had a lot of fun with you tonight.”

A pleasant little knot of warmth formed in Alex’s stomach. “Me too.”

“No hike tomorrow. Gotta take all this stuff down.”

“Not by yourself, I hope?” Finn impatiently butted his head against Alex’s leg and he reached down to pat him.

“Nah. Wizard dude is taking care of the spooky stuff tonight. Marnie, Gus, and Pierre are taking care of their areas tonight too. Tomorrow morning Marnie, Shane, Seb, Sam, and Abby are coming to help with the rest.”

“I’ll help too. What time?”

“Yeah? I thought it’d be kinda tacky to ask my date to help me clean up.” Finn was harassing Colton for pets now, and he ruffled the dog about the ears.

“Nah, I want to help. Just tell me when to show up.”

A fond little smile curved Colton’s lips, “Why don’t you come by a bit earlier than the others? I’ll make pancakes.”

Alex felt his cheeks go red, “…I’d like that.”

“Seven, then?”

“I’ll be here.”

His affection quota satisfied, Finn slipped back through his doggy door into the house. Colton’s affection quota not quite satisfied, he placed a soft kiss on Alex’s jaw. “Goodnight, Alex.”

“See you tomorrow, Colton.”

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sebastian my love ;(((( his dialogue…

[cringelordofchaos]

wish being nonbinary was an option :/

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i honestly love the petals name. But because you call us requesters ‘pollen’ and ‘honey’ idk if we should be called the bees.. (as in we help get you working/writing?) or the petals.. (as in we're the roots of what you write maybe? No idea ehe)

tbh; just stick to whatever you like the most!! Tho I like being called a petal for my personal opinion

-🫚anon

I was talking to @cupiddoves about this a while ago and I'm still unsure of what to call you guys atp but I'm imagining I'm talking to myself while everyone thinks I'm crazy, as you guys are like helping me and then each post makes you all in like a body until the post request is done and you become bees/petals)whatever again and the characters have no memory of it whatsoever but remembers it very faintly (edit That DOES NOT make sense to me but like ok so they remember not all of it but it's like, when you hear a name or something like that you get nostalgic feelings about it)

Anyways teeehee😁

(please god help m-)

Make sure to read my tags ...... BC I add words to them as well ☹️ (unless your Sirius/cupiddoves... Then don't rea-)

🫚 anon you can send more asks if you want I'm still writing the first bits I don't care how many you send I'll get them done whenever i am done with the first(I WRITE A LOT.....) I don't mind whatever you send, I already know your preference, you don't like angst and I understand that👍🏼👍🏼

[shreddiman]

OHHH!! yall aint ready for this!

I WROTE A ONE-SHOT >:D

Care

Sebastian x M!Reader

!conext¡ the skull mines are my enemy and i wrote this based off that! this is my first real one-shot, so id love any feed back! ENJOY <3

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I woke to the white light of Harvey's Clinic. Worried murmurs were muffled from outside the room as my eyes adjusted to the blinding light.

I knew what happened, and though I was covered in bandages the only thing hurting was my ego. Shame and embarrassment suffocated me, and it only got worse when Harvey walked into the room, Maru at his side.

My face paled at that and I kept my head down as I stared at my lap. I was about to get lectured, again, and in front of her no less.

And for the record, no. I dont have a crush on her. Even her dad had assumed it, giving me the old fashion "stay away from my daughter" threat talk. I was tempted to tell the man I was gay, but when gossiping to Maru about her dads many issues, she was thankful i hadnt.

adding that to the list. . .

"Y/N! oh thank goodness you are awake, it took you longer this time round. You werent holding out on me now, were you?"

Maru gave a look as I glanced up, my silence caused a flicker of frustration across her face as she crossed her arms over her chest. My mouth formed a thin line as I looked back down at my lap.

"Hm, 'This time around'? What do you mean by that Harvey?" Her voice was sweet, but I can tell without looking there was a bitterness in her tone. All those times I bumped into Sebastian, Robin.. hell maybe even Demetrius, her father, and lied to them about my state of health? Well the cats of the bag now.

"Oh you dont know? This kids a wreck! Goes out to the mines, comes back half dead," Harvey turns to me, a stern look on his face that I catch a glimpse of as he sits down on his stool.

"Listen kiddo, I dont know what Im going to do with you. You really gotta be more careful. Let me do one last check and then Ill send you on your way, alright?" He bent down a bit to catch my eye, I reluctantly nodded and laid back to allow the doctor to do his thing.

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It was raining, and it only dampened my mood. I was aching all over, the pain medication Harvey had give me for the time being a weight in my hand as I shoved them into my pocket.

It was still early, and with so much time in the day it felt useless to go home and rest.

The walk to the beach was short, my mind elsewhere as my body moved on basically auto pilot.

The change from wet sand to slippery wood is what caught my attention, and I nearly missed the figure standing at the end of the dock. Sebastian was there, hair damp and flat as his cloths looked darker than usual from the rain. He mustve been out there for awhile.

Thinking about it, one of the first days I had moved here, I found him sitting in nearly the same spot. He talked about how weirdly calming it was, even in the unforgiving downpour. At first, I had laughed at the thought. Being cold and alone in the rain? I couldnt see how thatd bring comfort at all.

Yet, here I was.

I hadnt even said anything, approaching his side as I sat down on the wet wood. I felt his eyes on me, but the feeling grew more intense as I suddenly felt my arm being tugged. I whipped my head toward him in surprise, seeing his concerned expression as he examined my wounds. I felt my embarrassment return.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked, looking up from my bandages, that were starting to fall apart from the rain, and at me. I wanted to look away from his gaze, feeling shameful but the stern look he gave made me feel like a kid who had gotten caught.

"..Mines. I wasnt as careful as I shouldve been." I say, blankly. I doubt that no matter how sorry I was, he'd be off the wall upset that I had lied to him. I just didnt want anyone to worry about me, I didnt want to think about how difficult it would be to explain the concept of this stupid game I was playing with life.

He dropped my arm, a look of slight betrayal on his face. Taking a deep breath he slumped down beside me, his arms crossed over his chest. Just like his sister, heh.

There was silence for awhile, the rain filling in the gaps of unspoken words. I knew Sebastian wanted to be angry with me, maybe he felt since I was physically injured he'd spare my feelings.

"I wish you wouldve told me, how dangerous it was."

Spoke too soon.

"I know, Im sorry. Your sister gave me the dirtiest of looks when she saw me at Harvey's." I gave a weak chuckle, even with the gray sky's I had hopped to lighten the situation, if only a little.

The lack of reply made me feel uncomfortable, so I continued to ramble on,

"I didnt want people worrying over me. I know thats terrible to say, and impossible to wish for- we're humans, it's natural to worry, to"

I paused, almost as if my own words were surprising me.

"to... care."

I held my arms out in front of me, seeing the damage done beneath the bloodied bandages. The image before me getting blurry as my eyes filled with tears. I opened my mouth to speak, but I wasnt sure I trusted my voice.

"I didnt think.. people cared about me that way. Hell I, I think Im afraid of it. Of people caring. Maybe, I dont deserve it,?" I basically whispered my confession, my shame coming back to hit me 10x harder when I saw Sebastian stand.

This was it, this was the crushing reality I had been waiting for. I wouldnt shut up, and now I made him uncomfortable. Maybe I can understand why Shane prefers his drunken'd state.

All that doubt washed away as Sebastians hand came into view.

"Cmon, lets get out of the rain. Youre starting to shiver."

I was shocked, but obeyed regardless. Taking his hand he pulled me up, wrapping his arm around me to hold me close. I felt the color return to my face, he was out in the rain for as long as me, if not longer and he still radiated off heat like he was a mini heater.

It wasnt long till we reached his house and walked down to his room.

"Stay there."

He stopped me outside his door. Before I could ask why, a clean pair of cloths was presented in front of me, "Bathrooms upstairs to the left, past the kitchen. Change into those and come back when youre done."

I stared at him in disbelief. I wanted to ask so many questions, but all I could muster was a soft,

"Why?"

He stared for a moment, a soft smile stretching across his face as he placed a hand on top of my head.

"Because I care."

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aggressively exists, vibrates, kicks legs!!

SO, did you enjoy it :)? im lowkey very happy with it but ngl i barely do this good at writing so dont expect a part two 💀

(unless you ask nicely..maybe)

ANYWAY THANKS BYE LOVE YOU MWAH

[heavenkey08]

farmer POV:

Sebby is staring at you closely.

My latest webtoon comic series:

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Art by: Ducky (@heavenkey08)

[axolotlwrites]

Every Little Inch

A Stardew Valley one shot

Male Reader x Trans Sebastian

CW: unsafe sex, cum, and just a little helping of fluff, also not beta read lol

A late night foray into the mines yields a beautiful gem for the love of your life, Sebastian. But the end of the night calls, so there's no more time for that kind of excitement tonight... right?

A rush of warm air quickly runs across your skin as you step into your house, a shiver running through your body as you lean against the front door. Your body is exhausted from your usual foray into the mines, that ever descending labyrinth of precious ore and dangerous monsters. But it was worth it. Oh, so worth it. You drop your bag to the floor, knees aching as you kneel next to it and open it, the majority of it filled with ore, medical supplies, and coal. But, as you dig through the bag, you finally feel the soft, smooth surface of that perfectly formed gem. Despite the conditions of its storage, unprotected from the raw ore, it's still just as smooth as when you pulled it out of the rock. Never once had you seen a frozen tear with a scratch on it, even in the most dire of circumstances. A perfect gift for the love of your life… in the morning. It was far too late to wake him up for this, even if he liked the gift. So, you picked up the bag one last time, and finally went to your bedroom.

Sebastian was already asleep in bed. He looked so peaceful and sweet, his face relaxed, and a tiny smile on his face. Slow and quiet, you put the heavy bag down near the chest at the foot of your bed. You prepare for bed quickly, stripping off your clothes with an unneeded speed. As you get into bed, you're only wearing your undies and a smile. You lay next to him, the weariness and exhaustion running through your body as you finally rest, but you aren't quite ready to fall asleep. You scooted closer to Sebastian, getting as close to spooning him as you can, trying not to wake him. You want to sleep, but you want to feel his body close to yours far more. An arm is wrapped around his waist as you plant your head in the crook of his neck, a small smile crawling across your face as you feel the warmth of his body against yours.

You were clingy tonight, that much was clear. Throughout your attempts to sleep for the past half hour, you'd practically crawled all over Sebastian. At this point you were starting to suspect that he was still awake with the ease with which you were able to switch cuddling positions. Eventually, you had ended up with your hand under his shirt, feeling his soft, lean stomach and your legs tied around his. This position is so close and intimate that your thoughts start to wander… you can't help but think about his cute face and his tight waist. Eventually the thoughts wander to his nice ass, your body pressed up against it, your tangled legs leaving little else to go. Your cock is starting to press against his boxers, your face heating up as you try your hardest to keep it away from his ass. You don't want to wake him up, and you sure as hell aren't going to do anything to him while he's asleep.

You desperately try to gather up all of your willpower to push the horny aside and sleep. For Yoba's sake, you needed it after the harshness of the mines. But Sebastian was just so… enticing, all of the time, and he knew it. Which is why when you tried to scoot back away from him to make some space and relieve the pressure on your imprisoned cock, he moved with you. He trapped your body against his, grabbing the arm that had been around his waist and keeping it close. "You're not going anywhere, pervy." You shivered, letting out a small moan as he continued to grind his ass against you. Through the small shots of pleasure running through your cock, you manage to whimper out a stifled selection of words. "How long have you been awake?" At that, he chuckles lightly, before bending back and putting his lips to your ear. "Long enough to know that you're pent up and just can't help yourself, love." He kisses the tip of your ear, before whispering, over and over, sweet nothings. Dirty things about how much he wants you, and yet, loving things too. Expressions of affection and gratitude interlaced with confessions about just how much he wants you.

Your willpower shatters underneath his continued teasing and flirting, quickly giving in and peppering him with kisses. From his neck to his jaw, to his cheek, and down to his back, no spot that can comfortably be reached is safe. But it's not enough. For either of you. He's borderline leaking through his boxers, a large wet patch at his front. Despite your flustered, whimpering state, you finally manage to gather your courage and take the initiative. You flip him from his side to his stomach, as you move to settle yourself behind him, upright. He's face down, ass up in front of you, boxers just waiting to be slipped off as you take in the sight. Sebastian looks so delicious, his back arched, butt up in the air as he looks back at you. "Is this okay?" You ask, your hand rubbing his back as he settles into his position. He pushes back against you, looks you in the eyes, and nods. "Go ahead, baby. Fuck me."

You waste no time, quickly moving up his back and to his waistband. You pull his boxers down his legs and to his knees, not even bothering to pull them off all the way before going for your own. In your position, it's easier to take your boxers off and fling them into some unknown corner of the room. Honestly, you didn't care. You were far more focused on dipping your middle finger between his folds, stroking his sex and preparing him for your cock. Sebastian whimpers under your touch, his hands grasping the sheets tightly. "So sensitive, huh, Sebby? So good for me." He moans as you push your finger knuckle deep inside. He squirms under your touch, his hips moving back on your finger, trying desperately to take more of what isn't there. "Please, baby," he pleads, "put another finger in me!" Decoding not to tease him much further, you dip your index finger inside of him as well. You fuck him on your fingers as he moves his hips, soft moaning and whining being his only form of communication. "You take my fingers so well, Sebby… I love seeing you like this." You can tell however, by the growing volume and frequency of his moans, that he's getting close to cumming all over your fingers. But, you want to make him cum and spasm all over your cock, so you quickly pull your fingers out of his hole, denying him his orgasm.

Sebastian whines, looking back at you from the pillow as he glares at you. "Don't worry, Sebby. You'll get your release." You settle in behind him once more, grabbing your sensitive cock and pressing it against his folds. You rub it against his hole, teasing him as you lube up your own cock with his juices. He squirms underneath you as your shaft rubs against his nub, a small shiver running through his body. Sebastian gives you a pleading, begging look as he wiggles his ass. "Stop teasing me baby, please." You laugh, kneading his ass as you steady yourself against him. "Alright, Sebby. I'll give you what you need."

Finally, you push into Sebastian, your cock being surrounded by his tight, warm walls. He moans your name, desperately trying to push back against you as you hold his hips in place. You lean over him, placing your hand next to his head as you push into him with long, slow strokes. You start to pull his hips into you in time with your movements, the sounds of the small clapping of your hips against his fill the room, along with his steadily rising moans. You try your best to keep your composure, but his body is an insurmountable force. Your moans combine with his to fill the room, and you can't contain yourself from running kisses along his back. The physical feeling of his body against yours is only surpassed by the emotional feeling, the love in your heart spilling out into your words. Moans interlaced with praise and affirmations, true love spilling out in an almost divine show. "L-love you, Sebastian… so much." His hand grabs the wrist next to his head as a smile runs across his face.

You start to move faster, your movements more primal in nature as the pleasure takes hold of you. You gently bite his shoulder as you push deeper and faster into him, a grunt escaping his throat as you pump into him harder and harder. You feel him spasm and shiver around your grasp, his walls constricting around you as he cums around you. Sebastian whines softly into the pillow as you start to chase your own pleasure, his hand still tight around your wrist. You could fuck him into this bed all day and all night, but your body has limits that it's quickly approaching, limits that you're pushing in every stroke and every groan and every thrust. All good things must come to an end, however, and as he comes down from his orgasm, you go up into yours. You collapse into him as you cum, filling him up with your load as you moan out your gratitude and love for him. Your orgasm lasts a while, your cock throbbing and pumping rope after rope inside of him. Finally, your orgasm subsides, still collapsed against his back, your cock going flaccid inside of him. In one last act, with the last amount of energy you have, you fall to the side onto your side of the bed, pulling him down with you.

You spoon him as you both calm down from a most pleasurable evening, your hands wrapping around his stomach as he lands facing away from you. Sebastian turns around in your arms, however, and places his hands on your cheeks. "I love you. I love you so much." He quickly closes the space between you, holding you close as your lips lock, and your bodies wrap around one another. Every little inch of space is filled in as he kisses you, love permeating your body as you hold your beloved in your arms.

As the kiss ends, his head resting on your chest as you hold him close, you realize that it might never get better than this. Except maybe when you give him that frozen tear. But that's for tomorrow, not today.

[author-of-love]

Chapter 1 moving in

[llisi]

Stardew Valley Bachelors (Female Farmer) NSFW twt links

NSFW TWITTER/X LINKS UNDER!! MINORS GO AWAY

Sam

- After you two started dating Sam has been sneaking you into his room more often and quietly doing some inappropriate touching

- Sam loves your boobs. He has to be touching, squeezing or sucking them to be happy!

- When Sam’s playing a video game with Sebastian you suck his cock to see how quiet he can be while hes on call

Harvey

- It was a slow day in the office so you decided to “help” out Dr. Harvey in the backroom

- Due to the lack of condoms in pelican town, you suggest a position where it wouldn’t go in

- For your honeymoon you two decided to stay on the farm

Shane

- When Jas and Marnie aren’t home Shane uses you as he pleases

- After a few drinks from the saloon he goes home and he sees you laying down, he just cant help himself from fingering you

- Shane bullying his fat cock inside you

Sebastian

- When Sebastian finds out that you’re texting a old friend from the city he gets a little jealous and thinks of ways to get you to put your phone down

- Fucks you while you’re cosplaying as his favorite character

- Sebastian takes videos of you two fucking and rewatches them whenever he wants to jerk off

Alex

- You finally convinced Alex to let you tie him up. Of course you’re going to overstimulate him!

- You’re helping Alex study in the library but he suggests that you two should meet up in the bathroom instead

- Alex knows you’re super busy but he misses you so he fucks his toy imagining it was you

Elliot

- Elliot loves watching you prep yourself for him before he puts it in

- A regular sunday morning for you two

- Elliot loves to play with your pussy as he watches you squirm around

Female farmer x Bachelors | Female farmer x Bachelorettes | Male farmer x Bachelors (coming soon!)

[whatdoidosatoru]

crybaby

farmer x sebastian (stardew valley) wc: 1.4k it's raining and you're crying in sebastian's spot. that's it, that's the plot. cw: smoking, general feeling of inadequacy

“shit,” the water splashed as my feet came down on the surface repeatedly. “shit shit shit SHIT!” rubbing my hands over my tear-stained face, i kept disturbing the ocean, sitting on the end of the deserted pier in the rain throwing a tantrum like a child, very unlike what a ‘functional adult’ is expected to do. “FUCK!”

i let out my frustration, days of held-back emotions because ya gotta keep on truckin’... at least that’s what my dad had started saying when i’d call home in anger and despair, venting about how i must be useless, how my crops aren’t growing the way they should, how the damn crows just picked apart my most successful plant, how i don’t have time to shower, and not to mention eat proper food. ya gotta keep on truckin’ - fuck you, i don’t even have a truck.

“you think you’re gonna be here long or…?”

the sudden question caught me off guard, coming from an unfamiliar male voice. with the damn rain muffling every and any noise, i didn’t even hear the footsteps coming from behind me.

i sniffled, lowering my hands to grip the edge of the pier, contemplating just pushing myself off into the moody ocean, letting the current take me wherever, just far enough away from this life i’m messing up.

“i dunno.”

my voice cracked as i turned my head to the side to confirm my guess, the figure standing slightly behind me was none other than the town’s moody loner. at least that’s what i’d heard from some people. some name starting with an ‘s’.

my answer to his question didn’t seem to deter him, instead of leaving me to at least keep some of my leftover dignity, he stepped forward, coming more into my line of vision before sitting down beside me, his legs dangling off the edge just like mine.

i thought about introducing myself, but i doubted i could string together a coherent sentence without sobbing. nevertheless, i opened my mouth, ready to embarrass myself by whining out my name, but he just kept looking out into the horizon.

“i’m-” “i know.”

the abruptness of his words cutting me off shocked me enough to stop crying. my brows furrowed and my feet stopped splashing into the water while i gathered my thoughts.

he simply kept looking out, now taking a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it while holding a hand over the end, keeping the flame from being extinguished by the slight breeze and the drizzle. i shook my head when he offered me a cigarette, so his hand was quick to put the pack into his pocket again so it didn’t get wet.

the smoke was almost enchanting as it came out of his mouth and i had to force myself to look ahead, for the love of yoba, don’t stare at his lips. i tried again, this time clearing my throat before attempting to at least pretend to be civil.

“you di-” “we don’t have to talk, just shut up and enjoy the weather.”

this time his words made me close my mouth instantly. i couldn’t remember the last time i was spoken to like that. back home, everyone wore their fake smiles, they called you sweetie, said ‘no worries’ way too much, and expected the same in return.

even here, where everyone knew my grandpa, i was only a replacement for the old farmer. a failing replacement. a whole set of expectations already placed on my shoulders before i even stepped onto Pelican Town soil.

i took the time to steady my breathing, to stop these fat tears streaming down my reddened cheeks. after several minutes of silence only broken by the soft noise of raindrops meeting the surface of the water, i took a few deeper breaths and turned my head to the side again, this time letting myself look over his features in the least obvious way i could manage.

“so…” i started, giving him a second to interrupt me again, “do i have to look for a new crying spot?”

the perfectly raised eyebrow used to respond to my, admittedly stupid, line was nearly enough to make me choke on my own tongue. his face showed very little other than slight annoyance, probably at having ‘his spot’ taken by a messy-haired crybaby with stupid muddy overalls and dirt under their nails.

despite the sour expression, i had to admit to myself that he had a pretty face, along with a tempting set of lips that looked soft as they housed that nearly finished cigarette between them. he swore under his breath, lifting his lighter again to relight the end, trying to finish those last few drags before stubbing it out.

that last stream of smoke changed directions, now blowing towards me for a moment, a sure sign that he turned his head to look at me… or at least in my direction.

his voice carried a little less irritation than before, but he still didn’t sound too friendly.

“depends. you plan on crying a lot?”

i snorted. i actually snorted, immediately feeling mortified at myself and covering my mouth, in utter disbelief at myself. from the corner of my eye i saw his lips twitch, like he was a little proud of himself for my reaction.

though still a bit shaky, my voice seemed to be coming out fine, no stutters, no breaking.

“can’t say i have it in my calendar.”

and just like that, a pleasant silence envelops the air around us. he lit another cigarette, offering me one from the pack again to which i shook my head, instead picking up my feet from the water, sitting cross-legged.

the sky didn’t clear and the rain started coming down a little harder now. my hair was sticking to my forehead, doing the same to him though he didn’t seem to mind it. if anything, he looked right at home with darker spots of raindrops on the shoulders of his hoodie and his long side-swept fringe dripping with water.

the rain suited him.

he smoked another cigarette, stubbing it on the dark planks of the pier before putting the end into a small tin that i hadn't noticed before. it disappeared from my sight back into his pocket.

despite not needing to speak, i still felt a little odd not knowing his name.

sam had mentioned it, they were best friends, but much like a lot of things the rest of the townspeople had said through overcheerful smiles, it seemed to have vanished from my memory. i gave my throat a little hum before speaking with a pointed question in my tone.

“so uhm…” “sebastian.” “right.”

i couldn't cry next to him, but somehow it didn't feel suffocating. it wasn't weighing on me. i could breathe. so i pulled a wrinkled tissue out of my pocket and wiped my nose, clearing my throat a few more times before settling with my fingers absentmindedly tracing the stitching of my overalls.

sebastian was still looking out into the distance, looking like he was contemplating all of life’s mysteries at once with his bare feet slowly moving just under the surface of the ocean. his dark jeans were rolled up to the middle of his calves.

we sat like that until the sky got even darker and the bats started calling out to their friends. i noticed how sebastian’s head snapped up to look for the source of the noise, his lips curling into a small smirk in appreciation of the animal nightlife.

he sighed and took his feet out of the water, shaking off the droplets before putting his socks and shoes back on.

“you don't have to look.”

finally, his voice didn't sound like i was a nuisance to his peace. i looked up at him, my eyebrow raised in question, to which he rolled his eyes, though not unfriendly.

“for a new spot, i mean. i didn't mind sharing.”

he turned and left. for a while, my eyes were on his back, watching as his figure got smaller and smaller, but as he disappeared with only his footprints left in the sand, i felt like i could smile again, even just a little.

i sat on the pier for a little longer before getting up and padding barefoot through the damp sand and wet streets, making my way to the farm. the entire way home i thought about him. the entire time swearing to myself that i’ll try again, learn from my mistakes, and make sure i live to honour my grandpa’s memory while bettering myself. and next time i see sebastian, i won't be crying.

[waterrunner]

-Running to you-

SDV Sebastian X male farmer

Reverse comfort

Summery: Sebastian is having a rough night and decides he needs to be in the arms of his favorite guy, you. Yes he knows it’s raining, no hes not ok, please just hold him- even if he’s soaking wet.

It’s been raining for a solid two days now and it still wasn’t showing signs of letting up, luckily it meant you didn’t have to water the crops but you were concerned the rain would drown your crops.

You had been on your couch with the TV playing some nonsense, you weren’t paying attention with your eye lids half closed. The rain on your roof, the darkness outside, and comfortable worth that was being kept in your house was slowly lulling you to sleep.

*BANG BANG BANG*

You quickly jumped awake and stood from your couch, stumbling and almost tripping while making your way to your door. “I’m coming!” You yelled out to the mysterious knocker. When you finally got to your door and opened it you saw-

“Sebastian?” You said while titling your head slightly at the introvert at your door. It was purring practically and Sebastian was in his normal attire- which didn’t do much against the harsh rains. “What are you doing here? It’s purring out, and look at you! You’re soaking wet” you said while grabbing onto his arm lightly and pulling him in and out of the rain.

“Sorry” Sebastian mumbled while he let you guide him through your house and into your bathroom. He was staring at the back of your head while you were grabbing a towel for him. You felt so warm he thought to himself, even if you only held onto his soaking arm for a moment he felt your warmth.

You turned around with a towel in your hands and unfolded it and began to dry his hair for him. You were trying to be as gentle as you possibly could, but you weren’t the ‘gentle’ type. You were a farmer who also had animals to tend too, but you were trying for him.

“You finish drying off while I go get you some clothes” you said while handing him the towel and turning to walk out the door. You planned on getting him some of your clothes, preferably some of your darker ones.

Before you could walk out the door through Sebastian had grabbed your wrist, stopping you from continuing. You turned to him to try and question what he was doing but that’s when you saw it- his eyes were bloodshot, tear stains seeming down his cheeks, and unnatural glossy eyes.

“Shit- seb, what’s wrong?” You said while gently grabbing his shoulders and beginning to rub small circles into them with your thumb. You tried turning your head so you could make eye contact with him, but he kept his head turned away.

He didn’t respond, in fact all he did was wrap his arms around your middle and pull you two closer. Resting his head on your shoulder/crook of your neck and try to ground himself from his own thoughts.

You let him do this and wrapped your arms around him and continued to gently rub his back. You didn’t know what was wrong, but you did know he needed you.

It took a moment of this, a moment of silence before Sebastian even began to try and think of words to tell you what was wrong. During that silence Sebastian had let a few tears slip past his waterline and they landed on your once dry shirt. He hadn’t yet realized how cold he felt, much too focused on how warm you were and how nice this moment was.

“I just… needed you” Sebastian mumbled into the skin where your neck and shoulder met. He sounded like Sebastian, but some sorrow seemed to have laced his voice.

“That’s ok- I’m here whenever you need me, seb” you said while softly resting the side of your head on his. You didn’t care that he was wet, didn’t care that you were slowly becoming wet as well. All you cared about was that he was ok and everything would be ok….