#sebby has my heart

[sapphira-mydnyte]

Warrior's Heart

Yes, he's Scottish & we wouldn't trade this boy for the world. If he didn't love his sis as deeply as he does, he wouldn't be fighting as hard as he is for her. An unseen foe, no matter how hard the fight, is one that must be eliminated, especially when that foe is an illness. His sister has been stolen from him & the sickness is the thief that has chained her down in depression, sadness & pain.

Any good doctor would be after it on seeking a cure for it, no matter the stakes & if one doesn't exist, then it will be made. This is Sebastian's wish for his sister & will give his life for it, but no matter what anybody says... he does it because he knows she didn't do anything to deserve being cursed with it. Though it may cost him dearly, his sister is worthy of so much more than anybody realizes & being friends with an heir is the biggest one. She is the first one to show the heir kindness among their age group & Sebastian wants his sister happy. If he manages to cure Anne, he'd rather see her life her life out with Ominis in happiness. Why?

Ominis has been through enough heartache with his own dark family & Anne now suffers as well. In Sebastian's eyes, both of them deserve better & should have it! He'd rather see his beloved twin live happily & if Ominis were to make Anne his wife later on... then so be it, because Sebastian would be the happiest man in the world for both of them. To Sebastian, she deserves her life & a good man by her side no matter what happens to him & he'd rather see Ominis be the one to take her for that ride in a full life. 💚🐍

[sleepy-fiction]

Eleven Weeks.

sebastian solace x gn!reader

syn: Your ex-coworker, Sebastian, suddenly comes back from the dead, completely strange and anew. You go to see him and realize how different he had become since you left urbanshade. Can you accept him as he is now? Will he allow you to?

tags: predator/prey, suggestive but no actual sex, fluff, heavy comfort fic, there are no gendered terms for reader, sebby has an ex-wife (Zaara)

a/n: eleven weeks by vansire was on repeat in my mind as I wrote this! tysmm for the love on my last seb fic, my hearts really gonna burst!! but in this fic seb escaped and is now working w the FBI to build his case. Also to clarify pls this is no diss on zerum

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You remember it.

The soft tan skin, the way his mouth would crinkle up and flash his pearly, straight teeth. You remember the barreling laughter, the prompt scolding. You remember the soggy bags under his eyes, you remember his sullen tears.

You remember it all, because he was human back then.

But now.

Your eyes shake as you stare at him now.

He's large, maybe even ten feet tall now. His large tail takes up almost the entire room; and the "men-in-black" you had to go through just to get to him was proof that this all was real. Sebastian had become something... He became something different.

His skin was no longer beautifully golden, instesd he was now blueish with scales, fins, and tails. He now has three eyes. Three eyed that are no longer those deep and black but abnormally large and blue. And his hands were now three shivering claws, claws that shook intensely, waiting for you to do something - anything.

Say something.

But you took your sweet time inhaling everything about him bit by bit at a time.

Minutes went by of you quietly staring at him, your shoulders tense, your fingers fidgeting together.

Weren't you going to scream?

Weren't you going to cry?

Weren't you going to do anything?

Please do something.

It broke him.

Sebastian abruptly squealed out an intense sob, his large hands covering his lips as he hunched over in shame. The wounded cry came straight from his belly, sounding as if the fiber of his very being was split into twos. He bowed his head more and more, trying his hardest to muffle his sprung cries. You couldn't let him be so alone like this. You, swept up by the bitter sounds, launched yourself forward, grabbing whatever you could reach: the coat sleeve on his smaller arm.

He pawed at his eyes with his large blue claws, and your lip quivered helplessly. He tried to pull away, but it was like the strength in him was gone. The spark, the everything. When you first walked in, he didn't say hello. His face, body, his soul had already lost its vigor. Simply going through the motions.

What should you say?

Your eyes flicker between the ones he covered from you. Your grip on his sleeve grew intense.

You thought he was dead. When the neww broke out of his crimes, you couldn't believe. You couldn't stick around long enough to find out because your contract ended. You couldn't tell anyone back home about anything that happened in Urbanshade at all. You alone had to bear it. Then you heard that a freak accident happened at urbanshade, and everyone died. You were alone.

But God, looking at him, he had gone through it worse. Not just physically.

You swallowed thickly, unable to keep your own tears back. But you smiled. You couldn't help this weird budding joy that sprang up in your chest, fondness that could kill even the sweetest daisies. As morbid as it is to be happy right now, you finally got your buddy back. Your annoying coworker who corrected over your work all the time. He was someone to talk to - someone you could finally console in. Your smile was profoundly big as you gripped onto him.

Sebastian Solace.

You're really back.

Your grip loosened.

"Say something, damn you -" Sebastian couldn't finish his loud, spiteful curses when his eyes finally met your gaze. Your bubbling gaze. You were amiling with glassy eyes, a quiet sort of smile, the kind that makes the air around you taste sweeter. His face twisted in horror, frustration. Why were you smiling? How could you smile at him?

His family couldn't look at him.

His wife.

His own wife shook and trembled, and she cried out in fear of him. Not only that, he had to learn that she and everyone else moved on a go time ago. Worse than that, his sweet wife told him she started a family with another man.

What the fuck was he supposed to do.

He spent all those aching years to break free, hoping for everything to return back - only for it all to be worser out here than in Urbanshade. Back then, at least he had something to hope for, to hold on to.

Here? Nothing.

Mind numbing questions seared through his mind. Why the fuck did he have to suffer like this when he was so badly hurt? Why couldn't she stay loyal? Why did he look this way? Why did they do this to him? Why.

Why is no one accepting him but you?

Why are you being so insufferable.

It made his heart burn. And your soft, secure grip on him made it even hard for him to run away. Did you not want him to leave? His heart is burning with corrupted fondness. He wants you to. To...

To touch him a bit more.

He wants you to look at him a bit more.

He wants you. If you're going to be so kind about it, look at the other weird parts of him with those sweet eyes.

Maybe the more you stare, you'll finally reject him. Confirm to him what the world has taught him. Or.

Or.

Just touch him a bit more.

Don't just stand there.

Don't just--

He suddenly remembers his voice. He croaks out the pitiful plea, "Don't... just. stand. there..."

The voice is commanding and terrifying, and it's proud and angry coming from such a large beast. His he trying to scare you off? If so, it's not working - he'll you barely register his words.

Just the sound of his voice sends your heart fluttering. Sebastian's alive.

You know he's been through so much worse, but.

Is it okay if you are a little selfish right now?

You reach forward, standing high up on your tippy toes to grab his right arm sleeve.

"What the hell are you doing!" He booms.

You pull him into you. He squeaks and cries, "Say something," He yells, loud even to shake your heartbeat. You're much weaker than him, but he falls into your shoulder so easily, like pulling a strayed kitten.

The weight of his head crashes into your shoulder harshly, the feeling a sharp thud, but you balanced it, still on your tippy toes. Your hands slip away from his arms, wrapping themselves tightly around his shoulders. While his neck brushed against your forearms.

"Hey Sebastian," his ears perk up in delight. Your voice whispers dear into his sharp fins, hushed, childishly excited, "Is your heart beating as fast as mine is?"

Yes.

Yes.

It's beating fast. It's beating so much faster than you know it. His breath exhales with a shivering snap, and he gulps.

You broke him again in an instant.

Sebastian grabs you, all of his hands finding their places on you; your back, your hips, your waist. As he pulls you up high into the air into a deep embrace. You drop all your weight onto him in the hug and nuzzle your nose into his neck. You laugh brazenly. It spikes into the air as your feet swing in the wind.

"Haha! Sebastian! We're so high," You squeaked, holding onto him like some sort of giddy child. Even he can't help but share the giddiness and giggle. You can feel his ears flick against your head.

"And look at you now, you're so big." You tease him, and his face crinkles up in a grin. You pull up to gaze at his face, drumming your fingers against his shoulder. You stare at his face, beaming. Your hands are moving to touch his face, "Three eyed freak," you snicker, "You weren't taller than me before."

His grin bursts onto a beaming smile through his face. "Wow... Wow. Look at you," The tone of his voice is partionizing, enoigh to make you already start laughing. "No class, per usual. I'm not sure as to why I even invited you to see me," he said. His were eyes lidded, his voice freed of any bite. The was hushed and sweet.

Your eyes lidded, too.

He looked sort of...

Handsome, in a way. Right now.

It was weird. Not too shabby for a... mermaid?

You looked away with a gulp. It's just hard not to feel something for someone when they're holding you like this. Like you're some sort of treasure. At least, that's what you told yourself.

"Don't you agree," he purrs. His voice is teasingly delightful. Embarrassment springs up as you back your palms back onto his shoulders. You try to hide your head back onto his shoulder, but he rejects you, pulling you back out to keep you. You swallow. Blood rushes deep to your face, your embarrassed hands playing with the ends of his hair.

"You're flushed," he whispers curtly. You suck in a breath.

"You're holding me like this... Anyone would be," you said.

His third eye twitches.

He grabbed his wife like this, and she screamed. The sound rings deep into his ears. Ah- ex-wife. His face fell bittersweetly, unable to succumb fully to sadness when you're so full of joy.

You're so special.

He smiles brightly again.

Your heart flutters, but it's a weird stutter.

"Ah! Alright, alright, put me down," you yell, beginning to squirm to no avail. "Damn you!" You bang harshly on his shoulders.

"I'm not sure I wanna," he laughed heartily.

"I mean it!" You screech.

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"This your place? The federation hooked you up," you said. When you finally got away, you could finally take a look at his home. It was on a military base, deep underground, behind many iron doors and pass codes. They even gave you a CAT to come on base to schedule visits with him. It took almost about a year to get clearance to see Sebastian.

Did everyone who wanted to see him have to wait this long? Go through so many briefings, sign so many contracts, just to spend 5 alotted hours? You couldn't imagine being him, living like this so alone for so long. Was he just counting down the days until he saw you, just like he did back when you two were teens?

Why did that idea make you feel so content?

"Mmhm. They're spoiling me," he grimaces, and you're pulled from your thoughts.

"What? Don't like feeling like a princess?" you asked.

"It's only because of a case we're building against Urbanshade. That's all." He hums. "I'm not planning on getting used to it."

His home itself and everything within it was large. With high ceiling arches, high doorways with large door handles. Everything is his size, even the chairs and couches. It must've been expensive to make this whole thing. He truly was heavily pampered in here.

"Make us tea," you bark.

"Alright," he said.

You looked back at his tail as he guided you into the kitchen. The slithering thing echoes a low humming sound. It moved so rhytmically, it was so odd. He truly was a snake.

This wasn't your first time seeing him either. In the hundreds of briefings the FBI and the base itself gave you, they got to tell you all about his anatomy, photographs, and health scans. They really wanted you to be comfortable with him, and you can't help but be happy about it. It was hard to fully believe until now. It still was a fresh shock just as the day they tried to make you believe this is what he really looked like now. You wondered if he had met with his family by now. If it went well...

They really took him and his case just as serious as he deserved it to be. These things are typically kept top secret, so maybe they allowed you to see him simply because...

Your think back to his soulless greeting.

Time to step up and be a good friend.

"Hang in there, buddy." You cheer, patting his shoulder with a knowing gaze towards the horizon.

"That's embarrassing," He snips.

Ah.

Typical Sebastian Solace, you comfort him, and he immediately corrects you. You sigh.

You look up at him, finally noticing the way his large little claw was holding your small one. Your face heated again. You look away quickly, gazing throughout his kitchen. Everything was so large, even the counter meets your chin.

"Why don't you go sit on the couch," Sebastian hums. He had a new air around him now, one that was sure and soft. You heard as he shuffled through cabinets the sounds of cups and things clattering around.

"How can I? I have so many questions. Sebastian, how'd you do it? God, you're big now! And, uh... What'd you all day? Was it dangerous?" You asked, your hands finding the whale tail. You stroked your fingers along the scales, stroking it dearly. You felt him shiver, but selfishly, you slid your hands up his dorsal fin and into the beginning of his snake-ish body.

"Well... A lot of it is classified but. I can tell you that I read a lot during my time at Urbanshade," he snickered.

"Well, that's obvious," you muttered as you looked back to his tail, "Hey, is this heavy?" You pressed all your weight against it and then sat down on him.

"Excuse me? What the hell are you doing?" He asks, but the tone is a soft bite. "I'm not a jungle gym," he sighs.

"Yeah, but... Isn't it so cool," you asked.

"So cool?" He grunts.

"A-Ah I'm -"

"No-no. Uh... Hmm... I suppose, after the rage wore off, my body became sort of... Interesting. But still, I'd rather be something a bit more like you... At least... I kind of miss being back shorter than you." He mumbles, sentimental fondness brimming in his voice.

You grin, "Hehe, you used to say a centimeter didn't count."

"It really does now." His tail wraps around you, grabbing you by your hips in a vice. They hold you suspended in the air, your hair hanging down as you face the ground. You squeaked, but he continued, "Come now. Tea's done."

He slithers away with you, not that you care. You giggle and laugh all the way to the couch, suspended in his tail. He plops you down onto the large plush couch and your cheek smush against the cushions in awe. It's so comfortable!

You turn back to him. He laid against the couch long ways, with his tail all perfectly held up by the large couch. All while he rests his elbow against the cushion, peering down at you with relaxed but incredibly intimate eyes. His tea is being held by his mini-hand, and the smoke of it rises to face.

He takes a long, slow sip, his lidded gaze never once breaking from you. You sucked in a harsh breath. He shouldn't look at you like that.

You couldn't help the way your palms got sweaty. The way your heart longed to touch him.

He's so different now. His whale tail pokes your back, almost annoyingly so. You grimance in distaste.

"Hey. Your tea's on the coffee table. Are you even paying attention? Or do you just like looking at me," he says, his voice fluctuating teasingly. But even you took notice of the interest gleaming in his blue orbs.

Your face heats up in both anger and embarrassment, two emotions you've grown incredibly fond of because of him. You "hmph," grabbing your cup and muttering something along the lines of, "you were oogling me too," that falls on authoritarian ears.

But God, you're so aware of his presence that it makes you hard to even take a sip, even though the aroma of chamomile was incredibly fragrant. It has a brilliant color too. Sebastian always had a brilliant eye for tea. "You know," you mumbled as you leaned back against the couch - as well as his tail, "I only started getting into tea after I heard you passed... C-Cause. Cause you'd drink it so much. You always thought you were too posh for us drinking coffee in the morning."

He laughs, a howling sound filled with nostalgia, "Haha! I did, I really did!" He clasped his larger two hands together, rubbing them in an automated smooth motion. Was that a new habit of his?

You couldn't help but beam a joyful smile. "You really haven't changed." You sighed.

An annoyingly dead pant takes his face, but you close to ignore his teasing. It's obvious he's sort of... "new" now. But still damn it! He's the same.

"I- I... You know what I mean."

"Really? Telling the clearly mutated guy th--"

"Shush."

"That you feel--"

"Shut up, god damn you!"

You look away with a huff, turning your whole body to the side to display your protest of his treatment. But he doesn't let you, and his whale tail curls around you. It's big fins redirecting you to face him with a jaunty push. You squeaked, trying to keep your tea from spilling. A ripple goes up his tail, bumping against your body contiously, forcing you to shoot straight up, or else you'll really spill tea all over you.

"What's your deal!" You yell, now on your feet. You don't look at his face, but you can feel the sadistic amusement in his eyes and hear the quiet, humored chuckles mixed into his breath.

"You... You were really thinking about me like that?" He mumbles. "Honoring me in your tea..." He can't spare your gaze, so he flees onto his tea cup.

God, your heart's beating so strongly.

"Of course. Everyone was. Like our section manager, and then Zaara," don't say that name, "your mother, hell even our high-school math teacher... I went by your wife's and mom's homes on occasion- just to see something of you." You mumbled, not noticing the way he tensed at the mention of his wife.

"No one believed you'd do something like that... Even Zaara... She took it hardest out of everyone," You mumbled. He stopped his snakish ripple, but you still took the chance to sit closer to his main, humanoid body, as you sat 2 feet away from it. Still, it felt too far, but you wanted to respect his space.

He looked down at the floor, trying to find something funny to say, but it all failed him.

"Did you hear... About... Zaara?" You whispered, treading softly on sensitive ground.

"Yeah... I heard. She uh... Gave me a picture of her daughter when she... visited me last year," his voice was weak.

"Yeah, little Selena... She's three years old now. Such a big girl," You whispered, staring down at the reflection of yourself in your teacup.

"You know... She couldn't e-even look at me," his voice cracked and groaned out, the sound still like a fresh wound to him.

"Oh god," was all you could manage out. You hunched over to your cup, shutting your eyes deeply. "And your mom?" You whispered, begging for it not to be true.

"It took her a bit, but... She writes me letters. I don't think she can visit me anymore either... It's hard seeing your baby boy so... S-So..." He pauses for a long time before the words finally come out, "C-Changed," he gasps.

Changed.

Change is good.

That's such a selfish thing to say. But.

You'll say it anyways.

"Change can be good. Change can be... H-Handsome," You chuckle, not sure if it was a mixture of your fear, embarrassment, or whatever else.

"You say whatever you want, you know. Don't you care about my feelings? Be gentler, what if you hurt me," his snakish tail pumps you roughly again, direction you to look at him. And you do, but it's filled with a burning, unadulterated fire straight your heart.

You flip your head towards him, leaning in, your hands keeping your tea steady underneath your zeal, "You don't want me to be gentle. Ypu want me to be rough. You want me to treat you like a human, so I will." Your voice is intense. The shiver it produces from him is proof of that.

The silence gives you confidence. You scoot closer, a hand fleeing from your tea to cup the side of his round blue face - he gasps. "You are still incredibly human. And you're still incredibly the same rude, pompous, annoying coworker, Sebastian Solace..." Your words are too intimate, and you know that. Your heart's about to burst, but you know that. You like it, even. You catch yourself, blinking away from him, "T-To me... To me, you're--"

Your face is grabbed harshly, your teacup falls and slips onto the floor, it splatters on your shoes, and it's the first thing you worry about. Not the fact that the new, monstrous frightening Sebastian is pulling you rapidly towards him. Not the fact that four intense claws have you by the face that could crush your entire skull between his palms. Not the face that you were being pulled by your face toward his lips-- No you were worried about wasting his tea, breaking his cup, or if the drink mingles with his carpet.

He pauses right before his lips meet yours, what's the point if within this rapid milisecond, you're not looking at him. He tosses his teacup to the side, the tea within it all gone, and so the clamor of the empty cup finally snaps your eyes towards his, not in fear, but in worry about him- of him.

And so, within the milisecond your eyes meet, He sinks his hands around your tiny body and kisses your lips deeply. You moan and shudder at the feeling, grabbing chunks of his button up, chunks of his collar as you climb greedily into his lap. The feeling of his lips, his mouth, is almost erotically different than kissing a human.

His mouth is colder, bigger, his lips a ragged shape. You'd be lying if the friction didn't send primal shivers down your back. Your human instinct tells you that the mouth of such a large and tenacious predator shouldn't be so near, but God, the friction felt so good.

The shivers were intense, as his pointed teeth poked you carelessly at times. Or when you'd feel the breath from his silt nostrils, the intense feeling of his sharp claws on your body. Primordial fear, nipping at your brain, and you shut it all off, letting the overwhelming situation pool as passionate fire into your suddenly peckish organs below.

Two sensitive people, slurping, lapping, mewling, and huffing into eachothers lips. The sight and sound of it was dirty, sloppy. But you drunk up the sounds of his hungry pants, growls, shivers. Sebastian cracks open his mouth to feed you his gloriously thick and intense tongue.

You slurp it up, welcoming the colder muscle into your hot, moist cavern. The large presence of him inside you is dominating as your fingers twitched against his button-up. He was so needy, was he like you in a way? Unable to get it off since the horrors of Urbanshade? No-- you can't forget. He's gone through it worse, so his need.

You pull back in an anxious shudder. He truly growls then. The sound so animalistic you body gave out, but he held you dear as he pulled you back into the kiss that you know you shouldn't be enjoying so pervertedly.

To him, all of this was your fault.

Saying such pretty words, out of such pretty lips, with such a pleasant voice. Surely, you're aware of how catty you are. Sebastian can't help but think that as he overwhelms your tiny tongue.

He's aware of how beautiful you became over the years. Somethinf he never took noticebto at Urbanshade. He's never been so aware of you. He's aware of you as his arms grab your hips and waist. He's aware of you as his right arm trails up your back to cup your tiny little head. He's aware that your head didn't used to be tiny before his transformation, but he's also aware of how good it is to have so much control over you.

To him, you were being so demanding and selfish and bratty this entire time. His predatory desire to bite you grows as you part for a breath. Sweat beads begin to bubble up on your forehead as you pant at the space between your lips. "Sebastian..." You mewl, he grips your hair and tilts your head back to flash your tantalizing neck muscles.

"You know," he says comanding, "I'm not that same little teen you met when transferred into our school year," you giggled at his words, but he continued, "I'm a man. I'm not only a man. I'm not that same man you went to Urbanshade with - I've evolved. I'm a beast, too. And we beasts have our desires." He growls a bit, the trilling sound mingles with his breath against your revealed neck. You whimper.

"And your breath, your... loud little heart beat. Your lips... Your voice... Your size... It provokes me to sink my teeth in and tear your neck open." He hushes dangerously. God his flirts were getting to you.

"T-The feds are right outside Sebastian," you mewl. "Think you can take them?" You whisper, drawing your hand up and tucking his hair away from his blue-ish face. It's then that you really register how mermaid-ish he had become. You cupped his face again, drawing circles under his under eyes, smoothing out the feeling beneath your thumb pad.

He was cold to the touch, his nose now two little slits. His eyes big big blue orbs, that trailing light bub attached to his head like an angular fish. You had to ask, you couldn't hold it back anymore, not in this moment.

"What are you," you whispered. "I know I read your briefing, but still... How'd they..." You grip chunks of his cheeks.

"I'm uh..." His grip droops as he awkwardly looked to the left. "You want to know now?" He quirks.

"Huh oh uh... I mean. I kinda wanna know." You stutter.

"Well? I-I guess. A little bit of everything. Angular fish, sea snake, whale, shark..." he looked away.

You rose up in his lap, pulling his attention back on you. "That's so p--"

"Are you going to keep killing the mood or... Do you just not want me to fuck you?" He suddenly smirks, and you gasp in horror. He pulls you close to him, purring in your ears, "What? Scared you won't be able to take all of it..." Sultry and slow, teasing.

"W-What... What did... What does that mean..." You don't want to entertain the idea, the possibility.

But his angular mouth creaks open to an even more dangerous grin.

One of his large claws flashes in your face, as he puts two large fingers on your belly button. He presses them there.

You legs almost give out. "Huh?" You stutter.

He looks at you, unwavering, he presses his two fingers against you rougher.

"To here?" You mumble.

"Two what?" He giggles.

"Two- To? Here... O-Oh god."

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Can I request Sebastian protecting you from something like the void-mass or the well dweller?

I know you meant Wall Dweller, but I want you to know I pictured one sitting at the bottom of a well on a little pile of coins from people making wishes 💀

This one's a little closer to drabble size, but here you go! Fimshy to the rescue!

Safety

Pairings: Sebastian Solace x GN!Reader

Au: Classic

Warnings: Chase Sequence & light mentions of Impending Death

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Y/N had been running from that thing for a while now.

Rapid, loud footfall echoes close behind their own frantic pace, lungs heaving with the weight of the air they'd need to pull for their exhausted vessel to push onwards down the endless stretch of halls and rooms.

The monster that's been hunting Y/N is a tireless one, never slowing and never ceasing. The prisoner knows it's hungry. Hungrier than usual if it's been so determined as to pursue it's prey through what must be nearly twenty rooms, by now.

Their body is growing tired, limbs aching as the adrenaline runs out and they begin to fatigue. The heart that's been pounding in Y/N's chest is slowing down, and the panicked, fast footsteps underfoot are getting slow.

The distance is closing.

The distance is closing quickly.

When Y/N's legs buckle from over-excursion that's it, sending their helpless form crashing to the tiles below. They skid to a stop a few feet away from the exact site of impact just from whatever momentum they had left when they fell.

Y/N screws their eyes shut and braces for the end, the only way that this story could possibly conclude...

"And what do you think you're doing with my Y/N?"

A deep, livid growl lays in the undertone of Sebastian's familiar voice, and a crunch makes Y/N glad that they've averted their gaze, relieved to be saved but knowing they'd not bode well with seeing whatever has become of the wall dweller.

"Y/N, I've been following you for 9 rooms- Are you a fucking track star or something?" A huffy complaint comes from the equally as worn serpent, Y/N's fishy companion going to curl his body around their own.

"I didn't know you were there, that's no fair." They complain back, still panting and sniffling, the sweat practically pooling beneath them.

"That run did a number on you..." The larger of them goes to scoop Y/N up, cradling their limp, recovering body up close to him.

"Sebby, I can-" Y/N is cut off quickly by another little huff.

"Shut up and let me take care of you, no you absolutely can not stand." He rolls his eyes and turns.

Not wanting to fight him on it in such a state, Y/N let's their eyes close slowly and naturally this time, their breathing finally mellowing out.

"Good. Now you rest, little star." Sebastian leans down to kiss his adorable little human on the forehead before giving them the last assurance they'll hear before they pass out against him:

"I'll take it from here."

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Sebastian x Eris (AFAB) - Breath of Fresh Air

For Yomi <3 @lavendel081

T RATED - Fluff & Smoochies

"Hey! Eris!" Sebastian chuckled, running up to Eris before she left. "Let me walk you home."

It was the normal friday hangout at Stardrop Saloon, and Sam and Abi had already left. Meanwhile, Eris and Seb had decided to stay a little longer to catch up.

The sun was setting on the warm summer's evening, and Eris felt it would be best to leave in time for her to get a good night's sleep before tomorrow's harvest.

"Uh. Are you sure, Seb? It's the opposite direction to your house." She chuckled as she slowly peered up at the raven-haired man before her.

She felt something was off with Sebastian. He had been acting weird all evening, and Sam and Abi were too. Eris just couldn't put her finger on why. Every time they went to the bar for drinks, Abi would look over and giggle.

"Mmm. I want to make sure you get home safe!"

Eris raises an eyebrow, teasing him as she always did. "Well, you never cared much before, Seb. What have you done now?"

Sebastian's face became a subtle shade of crimson as he grabbed Eris' hand, pulling her out of the saloon. "Look...Just...Shush..."

Eris couldn't help herself other than to laugh with confusion. "Sebby, this isn't the direction to either of our houses?!"

"Mmm. I know." Seb mumbled.

The warmth of his hand and gravel in his voice made Eris feel alive. He was the only man to give her butterflies. She never expected that upon taking over Grandpa's farm, she would gain a crush. Especially a crush on a basement dweller.

"Look, Eris..." Sebastian pointed to the horizon, seeing the sun begin to set. The sky filled with phenomenal shades of pink and orange. The feeling of sand under their feet, the scent of the sea air, the elegance of the sunset - it all added to the heat of the moment.

Eris smirked at Sebastian. "Well, I never expected you'd be the romantic type, Sebby. Whisking a girl to the beach to watch the sunset. What a treat." Eris' laugh was a mixture of excitement and serenity. The whole moment was peaceful.

Sebastian took Eris' hands in his, his large hands completely eclipsing her own. He had a different look about him; a serious look. He wasn't mad or depressed... but different. He couldn't stop staring into the galaxies within Eris' eyes, his own half-lidded.

"Seb..." Eris managed to mumble out before Sebastian's lips crashed against her own. Time stopped. Eris' heart stopped. Why was he doing this?

Leaning his forehead against hers, he gently rubbed his nose against her own. "I'm...I'm in love with you, Eris. If that wasn't just made clear..."

His awkward, embarrassed chuckle only made the moment more perfect. It made Eris fall for him deeper than she ever had before. "It's a good job. I feel the same way." Eris rests her head on Sebastian's chest as they enjoy the remaining sunset.

"So...what does this mean then...? Wanna date me, 'Ris?" Kissing the top of her head; he pulls her closer.

Eris wraps her arms around Seb's waist, snuggling closer. "Only if you tell me where you're whisking me away to and what for next time." Eris teases.

Sebastian's giggles, enjoying the moment. "Deal."

Eris looks up into Sebastian's eyes and replies with a gentle smile. "Then...yes."

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Can I request some Bachelor/Bachelorett's of your choice asking the farmer to be their partner at the flower dance? It'd be cute if they could ask us instead of the farmer always taking the initiative

Bachelors/ettes of my choice? Hmm, since it's my choice here, I've chosen.... All SDV marriage candidate :D

Thanks for the ask, dear anon! Enjoy! 🫰💕

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SDV bachelors/ettes asking Farmer to be their dance partner at the Flower Dance:

SDV bachelors:

Alex:

Alex tries to make Farmer's question sound casual.

Something like, "Hey, I'd like to ask you to be my dance partner, but if you say no, that's okay, it won't hurt me in any way."

(He can't fool himself, It will make him sad if Farmer says no).

So the athlete almost jumped up on the spot with joy when Farmer agreed. But he tried to play it cool.

"So, shall we go and take our place on the dance floor?"

Alex was so happy, and started to get a little nervous not to mess it up.

Elliott:

"Farmer, my friend! I've been preparing for this celebration for a couple of days now, and I would be immensely happy if you would honoring me of agreeing to be my dance partner."

Elliott hopes the invitation wasn't too pompous. Otherwise, the writer was already worried he'd ruined everything.

Maybe Farmer already had a partner and Elliott with his speech made them feel pressured and awkward?

But Farmer's smile and nod of agreement said otherwise.

"Really? Oh, delightful! Then let's go rehearse our moves before the festival starts." Words can't describe how happy Elliott is.

Sebastian:

Because Sebastian doesn't really like dancing in public, asking someone to dance is a big step for him.

No, for real. Farmer must be a very dear friend to him (or maybe something more), if the local emo stepped out of his comfort zone to ask them to dance.

And his efforts paid off - Farmer agreed without delay.

Now, even the spring sun and heat will not spoil Sebby's mood.

Sam and Abigail start teasing Sebastian a little bit (affectionate) that he'll now have a silly smile on his face all day long.

Sam:

Sam is simply the epitome of a golden retriever who can get anything he wants with his charm alone. (Sam doesn't realise it himself, but still).

And even though he's a little nervous, it doesn't hurt his charm at all.

"Hey, Farmer. I've been thinking... Would you be interested in becoming my dance partner? If you don't mind."

Look at his puppy dog eyes, warm smile and slightly pink cheeks. How could you say no to him?

Here, Farmer didn't refuse either.

"Super! Thanks a lot! Let's take our positions then, we're about to dance!"

Harvey:

It took Harvey about fifteen or twenty minutes to gather the will to dare to ask Farmer to dance.

It seemed like an easy task for a doctor, but his throat was immediately dry and his heart was pounding frantically in his chest.

"Farmer, I was wondering if you'd like-" "To dance with you? Sure thing, Harvey!"

Well, that was easier than he thought. And why was Harvey getting worried over nothing?

Now, the only thing left for him to do was to wait for the dance to start and hope Harvey didn't step on Farmer's foot out of excitement.

Shane:

To be honest, Shane didn't dare ask Farmer for fear of rejection.

But eventually Jas intervened, telling Farmer that "uncle Shane wants to talk to you" ("Jas!").

Well, since the conversation is already inevitable, Shane has to ask them.

"Do you want to be my dance partner?" "Of course, Shane, I'd love to!"

The heck, what... Why was it so easy?

Now they're both dancing, he can't believe it! Shane is pleased.

(In the background, Jas smiles at her uncle and Farmer as they both walk to the dance floor).

SDV bachelorettes:

Leah:

Probably, of all the candidates present, Leah is the calmest. Why make something up when you can just ask them straight out?

"Hey, Farmer. If you don't have a dance partner, we can dance together."

The artist was quite okay to take no for an answer.

Still, glad that Farmer agreed to her request.

"Cool. I'll get us a good spot so we don't bake directly in the sun while dancing."

Honesty and calmness are key to her success.

Penny:

Yoba, give her strength and courage...

Penny was embarrassed to even look in Farmer's direction, let alone start a conversation with them.

Someone she knows should help nudge her to ask Farmer (Emily or Maru).

The young teacher was so nervous, she didn't even notice that Farmer smilingly agreed to her offer to be a dance partner.

Wait, what? She heard everything right? They said yes?

Oh well... then Penny went to get prepared (get prepared mentally not to faint from happiness).

Abigail:

"Ugh, stupid Flower dance... Mum made me wear this dumb dress again..." *notices Farmer* "Hey, Farmer~ Do you have a dance partner already?"

Abigail isn't really shy, to be honest.

Won't ask Farmer directly about dancing, but her hints are impossible not to recognise.

She was terribly relieved that Farmer agreed and immediately grabbed their hand, dragging them towards the dance floor.

Abby hopes her mother wouldn't think that she liked dancing now, or Caroline would want to take her to aerobics later.

Maru:

Maru was still practising her speech to Farmer from a day ago. She was really hoping that they would agree to dance with her at the festival.

That doesn't change the fact that even though she was prepared, Maru was a little nervous for fear of rejection.

Still, until you ask them, you won't know, right?

When Farmer approached her on their own, Maru finally asked them.

The young inventor's fears were in vain: the Farmer said yes immediately!

Oh, she couldn't wait to take her place to dance with Farmer!

Emily:

Emily is just overjoyed! A beautiful day, a beautiful atmosphere, a beautiful forest... The spirits are favouring them today.

Oh, there's the Farmer! She immediately ran up to them to ask them to dance.

The blue-haired girl was too excited to even think about the fact that Farmer might refuse her....

But that wouldn't happen, because Farmer agreed without hesitation!

Emily, even more overjoyed, immediately took them to the dance floor, letting them rehearse the dance together before festival starts.

Haley:

"Farmer. I'm you want, I might dance with you~"

Haley doesn't know if her charm will work, since last year she refused to dance with them. Yeah, awkward...

So she won't be surprised if they turn her down. But will be surprised when Farmer immediately agrees.

"Great! Then we need to rehearse to make everything perfect. I've already been Flowers Queen for a few years, I don't want to give up the title."

Haley doesn't care about the title anymore, she's dancing with Farmer! Hee hee~

[newwritinghabit]

The Snowstorm

Sebastian from Stardew Valley and Female Farmer smut

Foreplay while sleeping, fingering, and cumming in pants. Kind of long

My first real post is sdv smut, lol

🔞 NSFW 🔞 below cut

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This was the first time that Sebastian's mom, Robin, had invited his new girlfriend, the farmer in town, to have dinner with the family. It was a nice evening with friendly chatting, but as the winter night drew on, the snow outside grew deeper.

"The snow up in the mountains gets pretty fierce sometimes," Robin says. "You better stay the night. Would you be comfortable sharing a room with Sebby? Or we can set a mattress up in Maru's-"

Robin couldn't even finish the sentence before she spoke up, "sleeping in the basement sounds fine!" Her confident smile eased any doubt from Robin's mind.

So here we are, Sebastian thinks. It's his first time sharing a bed with his girlfriend. And at first it is exciting and fun, cuddling and kissing until she gets tired and falls asleep. He is impressed by how easily she fell asleep, too. For him, it is not so easy. His hard-on in his pants is practically all he can think about besides how soft her skin is against his fingers and how her hair smells as he cradles her from behind. No, it is not easy for him to sleep. As much as he wants her, it is more important that he does not make her uncomfortable.

So he wills his eyes shut and concentrates on his breathing, trying to calm himself. But suddenly she moves. Her hips squirm against his erection and his eyes fly open as he stifles a moan that tries to escape his mouth. That feels so good. Too good. When was the last time he took care of himself? Is he always this sensitive? Or maybe it is this luscious ass that she has that feels so good. Without thinking he slides his hands down to grip her hips.

"Mmmm," the sound comes from his girlfriend's sleeping lips. It sounds like she likes how he grabbed her. Sebastian's breathing starts to come as faster, shorter breaths. His heart beats faster and his mind races, conflicted between his desires and his worry about taking advantage of his sleeping girlfriend.

Then she moves again, this time her hands. Her hands slide down on top of his hands, lacing between his fingers and brings his palms up to her breasts. With that slight movement her nipples perked up to poke his hands. In disbelief Sebastian buries his face in her back. He tries to stay still, as still as humanly possible. His face is hot with blushing. His breath steams his face against her back. His heart pounds in the silence of his bedroom. He becomes drunk with desire.

"Mmmmm," She says again, a little louder. Is she really asleep? Sebastian wonders. His cock throbs with want, but he is scared to escalate things. What if she got upset when she woke up? Slowly, impossibly slowly he pushes his hips toward her, pressing his swollen member against her round cheeks. It feels so good! He is practically panting now. He lifts his head away from her back to get more air. As he does this she arches her back ever so slightly, putting even more pressure on his cock. He has to bite his lip to stop from whining.

Her hands on top of his tighten, which tightens his own grip on her breasts. His mouth salivates, and he has to gulp once and take a deep breath to keep himself under control. Eternity seems to stretch in those few moments as he tries not to move while his heartbeat races.

A short time later, she moves again. Excitement and panic strike Sebastian as she brings one of his hands up to her face and then her mouth. A hot, wet tongue licks up the length of his middle finger, and she begins to suck on it. "Mmmph," she hums on him.

He loses his mind. He grips the full soft breast in his other hand and slams his hips and dick against her ass and cannot stop himself from groaning out loud. Just that one motion has him close to orgasm.

This wakes her up. His finger is still wet and hanging from her lips. Her mind is not fully awake, but her body feels ravenous. "Sebby?" She asks in a voice husky with sleep.

"Y-yeah?" he answers quietly. He sweats nervously, wondering what her reaction will be to waking up in this position.

"Mmm, this feels good, can you touch me more?" She asks him plainly. He is incredibly turned on by her direct request. He holds her tight as he whispers, "yes."

His hands wander down her sides, and then under her shirt as his mouth finds its way to her neck. She let's out a moan of pleasure. His fingers travel up to her breasts and then her expressive nipples. He brushes his fingers over them before taking them lightly between his thumbs and indexes. He rolls them slightly and pinches them and she gasps for breath. She feels a heat between her legs and her ass grinds against his dick. He moans this time, parting his lips from her neck where he is almost certain he left a love mark. He moves to the other side of her neck and kisses down to her shoulder and bites down again. She whines with desire. She takes one of his hands and slides it down to her pantline.

"Touch me down here too." Her voice has a note of pleading. Sebastian doesn't need to be coaxed, and he slides his hand into her panties and into the hot wetness that waits between her legs. He nearly cums at the feel of her and the thought of his cock entering her. He pauses a moment to control himself and begins to tenderly finger her slit. He rubs his dick against her behind, and the pleasure of it nearly ends him. The noises of enjoyment that she makes encourage him. He adds a tiny tug on her nipple to the sensations and she has to cover her mouth to stop a scream. Sebastian starts to rub himself against her rhythmically and start to play with her clit.

"OH! Oh, yes!" She cries in a whisper, "I'm gonna cum!" This announcement drives Sebastian over the edge and he plasters the inside of his pants as her pussy tightens around his fingers. She cannot even cover her mouth as her hands move to grab him and the thrills of orgasm electrify her. She cries out sexual nonsense until her body eventual calms again. Her cunt is still twitching around his digits. There is silence except for their labored breathing. Slowly he withdraws his hand from her pants and hugs her tightly. He will need to clean himself soon. But he wants to savor this moment just a bit longer.

As she calms down, the farmer begins to wake up a little more, and chuckles. "Well that was fun," She says. Sebastian laughs.

[gaybae1021]

Took a shot at drawing the Stardew Valley bachelorettes!

Maybe I’ll do the bachelors, I’m not as confident with drawing guys though. I definitely have ideas for some of them…

Edit: I did it

Individual pics and thought process under the cut:

Made penny’s outfit a bit more teacher-like and gave her a big comfy cardigan because the girl needs something nice. Tried to make her a bit chunky to match what I imagine Pam’s body type would be, but she’s honestly so swallowed by the sweater her chub doesn’t really show through lol.

Probably wins for biggest change from canon, but she was my first spouse so she deserved something special, and the idea of hot pink bell bottom jeans was too good to pass up. Also added a bag for her camera, she may be a fashionista but she’s still practical.

Short queen.

Overall I just tried to make her look more like an inventor. So things like the motor oil stains and capped boots for safety, plus ample pockets for bolts and wires. Oh and I gave her more textured hair, though I tried to keep the overall square shape language it had originally.

Also her and Sebby both have dimples from Robin.

Probably the design Im least satisfied with. I knew I wanted Leah to be more butch from the start, but I do thing it strayed a bit far from her characterization, especially with her loved gifts suggesting she has a more lavish taste.

Gave her some gray streaks, implying that she got a bit worn down from city life. I also gave her a tattoo, I thought it fit her living in the city. I imagine a heart event would have her cover it up with something more naturey and personal.

My second wife! This one is pretty consistent with other designs I’ve seen, though I think I still added my own spin to it.

I personally don’t believe the wizard theory, so I made her natural hair match Pierre’s.

Also the scar isn’t from anything cool, I like to think she just tripped as a baby. But she’ll tell a different crazy story anytime someone asks.

I love how different the depictions of Emily are, I’ve seen them range from graceful crystal goddess to full on manic pixie dream girl. Obviously my version is closer to the latter, though I tried to balance that out with a sense of maturity, given her job as a bartender. I love her being a giant string bean, like she’s bent over in the pose so she doesn’t look too much taller than the others, but I imagine she’s like 6’ 1”. Also she has a gem bracelet, to symbolize all the rocks I gifted her.

[lesbianvettel]

Tender Love & Care | Sebastian Vettel/reader

Set during and after the 2009 Australian gp but he has his longer, curly hair bc fuck his buzz cut (/j ily sebby but your curls are to die for)

Warnings: 18+, hair pulling, dry humping, kinda sub!seb?, unprotected sex

Word count: 1k

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Having still not fully processed what had happened, you watched the screen in horror as Seb continues, left tyre hanging on, balancing on top of his car.

Angry and exasperated sighs erupt around you in the Red Bull garage. A lap later, Sebastian’s car eventually comes to a stop, and you let out a sigh of relief, glad he’d be returning soon.

“I’m an idiot, I’m sorry, I’m very sorry.”

You hear the crackled voice through the team’s radio and your heart breaks.

He finally pulls into the garage, and is immediately overwhelmed by angry comments. You rush to hug him tightly, feeling him shake slightly in your arms. He mumbled something incoherent into your chest as your hand gently circled his back.

After remaining like that for a few minutes, you decided to let the team know you were taking him home, and to contact him tomorrow to debrief, leading him to your rental car.

As you walked away you heard talks of an investigation and penalties, and knew you had to take extra good care of your poor German.

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The drive to your hotel was silent, interrupted only by the occasional sniffle from Seb. One hand on the wheel, you reached out with your other to pet his thigh, knowing the physical touch would comfort him.

Finally reaching your room, you immediately went to run a bath for him, while he sat slumped over the edge of the bed. Your heart broke seeing him hug his small frame, letting out shaky breaths.

Gently stripping him, you guide him slowly to the warm bath, grabbing the shampoo to tenderly massage it through his blond curls. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and the tension started to dissipate out of his body.

Taking a sponge from the side, you washed him, kneading the knots out of his shoulders and wiping the tear stains away.

Seb looked at you through watery blue eyes and spoke for the first time since you’d held him, asking you to join him.

Stripping off your clothes, you felt his gaze on your body, his bitten, swollen lips parted slightly. You felt your face burn at the attention.

Signalling for him to move, you climbed in behind him, placing his head on your shoulder and your arms on his stomach, hands entwined with his.

He tried to speak again, but you shushed him, peppering kisses along his neck and shoulders, making him shiver.

“It’s okay baby, you don’t need to talk, let me take care of you.”

You both lay there until the water turned cold. Throwing a robe on, you dried your hair, watching Seb in the mirror, towelling his curls.

You turn around, taking the towel from him and ruffling his messy hair. “You’re so cute, Sebby”, you giggle as he pouted at you.

Leading him to the bedroom, you placed him gently at the foot of the bed then perched on the edge. He laid his head on your lap, staring up at you with sad, doe eyes.

“It’s all my fault.” He said, nuzzling his head in your hand, as you gripped his hair once more, pulling gently.

He moaned, kissing along your thighs, and you pulled harder. He bucked his hips and looked at you with widening pupils.

“Are you going to be good for me, baby?” You asked, running your hands down his chest, fingers grazing his happy trail.

“Yes, please.” He whined, taking your hands and dragging them lower, brushing them against his hardening cock.

“Now, Sebby, you have to earn it.” you tutted, pulling him to straddle your lap. “Are you going to show me how much you need it?”

He kissed you desperately, licking into your mouth, gripping your waist. You broke the kiss to finally breathe, gazing into his hooded eyes.

Seb started grinding against your thigh, seeking his release. You could tell he was close already, his precum wetting his stomach, so you grabbed his hips, stilling him. He mewled, eyes glassy with tears of desperation.

“Please,” he whimpered, moving a hand to your pussy “let me touch you.”

He gathered your wetness on his fingers, sliding them up to lazily circle your clit, smiling cheekily at your soft gasps.

Moving his head down, he starts lapping the wetness that had dripped down your thighs, all the way up to your aching hole.

“Sebby- need you inside me!” You moan, watching his eyes light up.

You move further up the bed and lay your head on the pillow, the blond following with lust-filled eyes.

He kisses you again, and you taste yourself on him. He kneads your breasts before holding your hips and lining himself up. Your body twitches slightly as his dick nudges your sensitive clit before the head disappears inside you.

Moving down to your nipples he alternates between sucking and flicking, as he slowly bottoms out.

He stays there while you adjust, kissing hickeys down your neck and breasts, knowing you wouldn’t be able to hide them.

Finally, he pulls out steadily, not wanting to hurt you, until only his tip was inside you.

“You’re so perfect for me, liebling, so beautiful.” He said, gazing down at you lovingly. Your blush deepened at the praise, and you pulled him in for another kiss.

Pulling his hair caused his hips to jut into you suddenly, making you break the kiss to gasp. Seb smirked in satisfaction at your reaction, as he started thrusting deep into you at a steady pace.

Evidently he was more excited than you first thought, as not long after, his thrusts started to become more irregular. You could feel your orgasm building too, as Seb moved his hand back to your clit, matching his pace.

“Come for me, schatzi.” He whispered, his accent thicker.

You came, walls tightening around him, making him groan into your neck. He followed not long after, filling you full of his warm cum.

He pulled out slowly, resting his head on your chest while you rubbed his back and played with his curls.

“Sebby, dear, are you okay?”

He nodded lazily, not wanting to move. “I love you.” He mumbled into your neck. “I’m sorry.” He added quietly, still ashamed from the DNF.

“Baby, you don’t need to be sorry, it was an accident. I love you, sweetheart.” You replied, kissing his curls and holding him closer, feeling him slowly drift off.

[slowpoli]

Sebtober Day 16: Statue

I'm mostly a line art artist but from time to time I can do some full color, I rly can't believe that I'm halfway sebtober and I'm still not feeling that tired to quit 🤔 I've learnt many things a long the way and I still love sebby with all my heart, thanks to everyone who has bared with my sebs brain rot 🥺🫶 he rly is my muse hahahaha 🥰

Promplist: Kyuyushee

[annetastic1981a]

My cis Sambastian in Bed Headcanons

I've been thinking about my cis Sambastian in bed headcanons and wanted to gather them all in one place. This is really just for my reference, but if you have any ideas you want to share, feel free!

Everything below the cut because it's spicy.

Initiating/foreplay:

It's honestly 50/50. They're sluts for each other.

Sam is more likely to ask for sex verbally or by just showing up in Seb's office in a slutty outfit of some sort (cowboy hat, his tightest jeans, shirt unbuttoned. Sometimes he just walks in naked).

Seb is more likely to initiate by touch, a light kiss on the back of Sam's neck, running his fingers down Sam's chest or arm, pinching his ass as he walks by.

Whoever is topping is in charge of prepping the other one. They both find it incredibly hot getting the other person ready to receive.

Both men have pierced tongues and they use them to every advantage when they're giving oral.

They almost never just give each other a hand job or oral. 99% of the time, they have penetrative sex. However foreplay almost always involves oral, a handjob or both.

During Sex:

Sam is loud and vocal. He doesn't care if he's overheard. He will scream his heart out.

Seb tries to be quiet but inevitably moans quite loudly. If Seb is bottoming he howls into a pillow or Sam's shoulder as he comes.

Sam is a sub. He likes to be told what to do. He really likes taking Seb up his ass in any way he can get it. He loves the feel of Seb's cum in him. He has a praise kink and loves being told he's a good boy.

But, very occasionally, Sam likes to top. He finds the thought of having his cum be a part of Seb forever incredibly romantic, so he will ask to top on occasion. But when he does, Seb is still usually the one still calling the shots (especially after their first time).

Seb is a top. But he's also kind of a masochist. And Sam is girthy and a very tight fit in Seb's hole. He likes the pain that comes when Sam is shoved inside of him, and he loves being bitten. Sam biting him while he's stuffing his fat cock into Seb's ass is a surefire way to get Seb to come almost immediately.

As they grow older, Seb introduces role playing with Sam. He can communicate exactly what he wants with just a look. And if he doesn't get what he wants, he's perfectly happy to just end their sexy times and jerk himself off, leaving Sam high and dry. Sam quickly learns how to please Seb, and they have an incredibly fulfilling sex life as they grow older together.

Seb doesn't use pet names. He calls Sam, Sammy as his term of endearment. Sam loves pet names, and he calls Seb, "baby" or "Sebby." But when he's coming he usually will call out Seb's full name. He almost never calls Seb “Sebastian” at any other time.

Sam is average length, but quite girthy. Seb is average girth but above average length.

Sam is a cuddler and Seb loves when Sam snuggles into his chest. It's rarely the other way around unless Seb is upset about something.

But Sam is the big spoon. Seb is about 5 inches shorter than Sam in my headcanon so they just fit better that way.

Both like to give and receive hickeys. Sam will wear clothing that allows him to display his hickeys unabashedly. Seb will cover his with a hoodie, a turtleneck or his long hair when he gets older.

Aftercare:

Whoever is topping is typically in charge of clean up. They get a washcloth or tissues to wipe up any cum. If any bondage was used, they untie their partner, kissing where the restraints bit into their skin. If they spurt on the sheets or bed, they both strip the sheets and change them.

They own at least 10 sets of sheets to cut down on how often they have to do laundry. They still have to wash sheets at least once a week.

There is almost always cuddling. Snuggles and light arm or chest rubs. Forehead smoochies. Seb pretends to hate it, but gets all pissy if cuddle time is cut short.

[yandere-yearnings]

I tried, but Im also running on 3 hrs of sleep, IDK how he actualy looked like as a teen, but I imagine he was a lanky, greasy (former) twink, also he's dringing one of those small canned coffee. thats also his first ciggy lmao, IDk whats going on anymore, but I just kept drawing sebastion.

AHHAHJDJSK HE'S PERFECT???? THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME SMTH TO SMILE ABT TODAY, I APPRECIATE IT SM😭💕 i am absolutely in love w/ how smooth your lineart is and the attention to detail like,, you drew his little two wolves shirt and the choice of colours for it is literally so pleasing to my eyes (i want one😩) i love the chain on his trousers too!! AND HIS HAIR😭😭 I LOVE WHAT YOU DID W/ IT SM IT SUITS HIMMMMMMM IT'S SO PRETTYYYYY❗️❗️ also, sidenote but i really love the bg as well and how you outlined him on it bc it really makes for the prettiest composition🥺✨️

really hope you can get some rest as soon as you can btw bc ik running on low sleep is literally the worst feeling ever😔💔 make sure to take care of yourself, okay?? hope you've been doing well🥺🩷

i'd say you imagined him really well bc he was actually all of those things. sun and dice's fridge when they were teens was full of canned coffee and carrots (the carrots were sun's😭). you're kinda making me wanna write dice in his emo era, he stole his first cigarette from his aunt and you can bet he coughed the shit out of his lungs🤧

(gonna totally make dice play stardew valley, meeting sebby is gonna be like looking at his past self watch him get passive aggressive if you tease him abt it)

really, thank you so much for sending this in and taking the time out of your day to draw it bc it has genuinely made me the happiest. i actually saw this ask and i stopped and was like;

i will never be able to put the feelings into words but my heart feels so incredibly full and I'm just honestly so grateful, i can't say it enough😭❤️

[thevaudevilledemon]

*Sebastian is moping at the Stardrop Saloon bar, Maru is beside him having some lunch, Sam is in the corner doing something*

Sebastian: Life stinks, that's the Whole deal. Life stinks!

Maru: Yeah, just ask your feet.

Sebastian: What's that Maru?

Maru: Mm? Oh, I said you should be up on your feet, y'know, movin' around, get the ol' circulation goin'!

Sebastian: Why? Doctor just gave me a death sentence Maru. That's what it is, y'know a DEATH. SENTENCE. He might as well have pulled out a shotgun, put it beside my head and blown it off.

Maru: I don't think general practitioners can do that. Harvey only said you were out of shape, he didn't say you were gonna die Seb.

Sebastian: He said I couldn't ride my motorcycle anymore! I mean, it's worse than dying!

*Alex storms in*

Alex: Sam, have you seen Sebastian? Notices Seb Oh, Sebbie! Eh, up and at 'em! Let's go at it!

Sebastian: Drop dead Alex, I'm about to.

Alex: I'll have you know mister, I'm in terrific shape! Maru, come on over here, try to hurt me.

Maru: Oh no, no no no! I know this one, this is where you tear out my heart and show it to me just before I die. I think enough boys have done that to me in my lifetime already, thanks very much!

Alex: Smart girl! *Shane walks in* Shane! Come on! Try to hurt me!

Shane: Alright, you're short and you can't get a date.

Alex: I meant physically.

Shane: No thanks, I'm gettin' a drink.

Alex: Sam! get over here, come on! Try to hurt me!

Sam: *Kicks Alex in the Knee*

Sebastian: *Laughs*

Alex: I meant with your hands! *Turns to Sebastian* I wasn't ready.

Sebastian: If you were gonna get mugged, they'd have to phone ahead and make a reservation!

Pierre walks in: Who'd like a butter tart!

*Silence*

Pierre: Gus made them.

Everyone: Oh, okay, yum!

Alex: *Kicks the tray of tarts out of Pierre's hands* Hiyaah!

Pierre: Are you crazy! Half my butter tarts are stuck to the ceiling!

Alex: *Points to Sebastian* This man, does not need a butter tart. You might as well have taken one of those things and jammed it right into his heart!

Pierre: I'd like to take one of those things and jam it down your throat! Those took me two hours and nine pounds of flour!

Sebastian: I thought you said Gus made them!

Pierre: Well, you wouldn't have noticed the difference.

Alex: I'll have you know, Sebastian has given up junk food.

Sebastian: Woah, woah! Alex, since when?

Alex: Since you decided to lose twenty pounds and shape up, you pathetic Blubber Butt!

Maru: Ha! Blubber butt, good one Alex!

Sebastian: What are you laughing at, tubby?

Maru: Who me?

Sebastian: Look, you got a body like a sack of tapioca!

Pierre: Tapioca, Ha!

Maru: Oh yeah, you should talk Pierre!

Pierre: Who me?

Maru: Yes you, If Mayor Lewis asked you to list your first three ingredients, you'd have to list fat, Fat, FAT!

Shane: *Laughs*

Pierre: And what are you laughing at?

Shane: Who me?

Pierre: Yeah, I mean… You put on another five pounds and you'd have your own gravitational field!

Sam: *Laughs*

Shane: What are you laughing at? And don't say "Who me?". You let those jeans out one more time, you're gonna have nine separate pieces of denim.

Alex: Okay, alright, I think we've established you're all a little overweight. So can we get started! Now… assume this position. *Assumes goofy looking and probably fake martial arts position*

Shane: Well… let's just assume I assumed it, and don't dent the floor you guys.

[pervdollie]

Born To Die ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

Lana Del Rey x Stardew Valley !! pair : sebastian x farmer (you) genre : Angst, Hurt/No Comfort warning(s) : failed attempt at homewrecking, Alcohol usage, Cigarette/s and Weed usage, Suggestive content, Foul language, Violence, Abigail is bad here. (lmk if I missed some ^-^) a/n : this was made because of my poor younger lil' heart wanted to throw hands with abigail because she was the pair of my emo zesty loner husband.. Anyway! Angst with sebby is the best pair to read and write; I came up with this while I was listening to Lana and flirting playing with stardew (characters) !! >-<

November 7, xxxx

Tip, Tap. The sounds of your boots clicking from the blond guitarist's house onto the pavement laid out so generously, even way back before her grandpa had lived in the valley; breath growing heavy as if it was a race, because it is a race of time, the hours, minutes, and even seconds mattered even more than usual as a certain purple haired woman had managed to get the man she loves dearly alone.

Normally, this would not be the problem. It was obvious from the start, she had a crush on him, or rather still does with how she's getting touchy with his shoulders, fingers tracing from his jaw to his neck down to his chest. Panting heavily, slamming the poor wooden door open to reveal the said woman- hell woman was much too generous to call that minx anything respectful with how she's begging and pushing Sebastian to leave you for her.

Heart pounding with each step taken forward, right, left, right, left; The pattern repeating. Breath uneven due to the fear of losing your beloved Sebastian over the woman who he simply used to have a crush on, A classic trope most would root for; The childhood friends to lovers. But that simply won’t happen.

Or at least that’s what you hoped for. You’ve been begging, pleading, beseeching the pearly gates of heaven to give you a sign, a verification that he was in fact yours. After all this was no fairy tale, no movie but in fact reality, you are more than aware that he could just slip within your grasp if you give even the slightest opportunity to get him flustered with gifts, letters. Hell, even use you to grasp his interests, likes, dislikes.

A sense of relief washed over you as you saw him push her off, The woman with her brows furrowed at the sudden action. Abigail immediately scoffed as she saw you on the doorway, still sitting on the couch with Sebastian already scrambling to approach you.

Yet that happened a week ago, now here you both were.

Two set of feet thumping on the concrete streets, their path being dimly lit by the city street lamps. From a far, one city street lamp flickered as if there was something wrong with the light bulb inside, possibly a fuse deficiency who knows. It was one of those late nights, walking through the quiet city of zuzu; Given it was two thirteen am already, He had invited you to take a quick stroll around the city which turned into a deep conversation.

A soft smile adorning his features, the colorful lights only added more to his beauty paired with that contagious laugh. Is it by mistake or design? You questioned yourself, The ends of your lips curling into a smile, it was impossible not to be infected by his laughter. After all it was uncommon to see him laugh so happily and not a lot of others get to relish in his laughter.

Despite being with him, there was still something missing. Different from how she usually feels on Friday nights, instead of being joyous it felt lonely even with shared laughter between the two of you. No,it must be the fact he has not yet shared the three words you crave oh so much. The words you've been aching to hear ever since your eyes met.

" Can you make it feel like home.. " Words suddenly spewing out of your mouth before you even knew it. " Hm? " A soft hum left his lips, head cocked to the side to meet your gaze, a sweet smile on his face enhancing his features. " ...if I tell you you're mine? "

His brow raising as the corner of his mouth curled upwards into a smirk, almost as if looking at you questioning your words; As if it was already obvious what his answer would be. " It's like I told you, Honey. "

November 12, xxxx

Eyes widening, mouth falling slack. He hadn't-- he didn't mean to, it was a spur of moment action, His emotion got to him first, you have to believe him. Never in the years you both had been together had he laid a single hand on you, you didn't want to believe it. Yet, the stinging pain on your cheek was living proof that he had indeed slapped you.

Blobs of tears swelled in your eyes, threatening to fall within any moment. Your fingers are reaching to touch the aching pain, practically feeling a red mark imprint; hissing at the pain. You stared at him in disbelief, eyes filled with hurt and possibly fear, he couldn't tell.

“ Wait-- Honey I didn't mean to- ” He spoke, voice softening as his fingers desperately tried to reach yours only for you to pull away with that same devastating look on your face. “ Please, you have to believe me.. ” Feet taking slow steps forwards as he looked at you with guilty eyes.

Taking steps backwards as you stray further away from him, almost stumbling in the process but keeping your eyes on him and his movements for any.. Unsuspected actions.

After that however, he hates it, hates himself for slapping you albeit not intentionally but still. It gnawed at his insides all day and all night, twisting and turning after that day he had not stepped a single foot in your peripheral vision. Afraid of hurting you once more even if it was an accident.

Twisting and turning, the bed dipping under his weight as he desperately tried to grasp onto a happy dream; As he finally did, he could visibly see you. Looking oh so gorgeous, laughing at whatever lame dry joke he spoke that you always seemed to love and laugh at. Although it would've been a side effect of the weed they had taken previously.

Taking a drag of the blunt rolled between his fingers, blowing smoke onto his fair skin. Laughter shared between the two as Sebastian kept his eyes on the road, it was a bumpy road yet none of them seemed to care, only reeling in the feeling of acceleration and adrenaline rushing throughout both bodies blood.

It was still a long way to their destination so why not just, try to have fun in the meantime? Their time together is precious, and everything shared between them is kept as a secret.

November 21, xxxx

Basking in the rain, it was a rare occasion for rain to pour down; especially this hard. Twirling around, smiles and laughter in the air as Jas and Vincent had gone out to play in the rain as well, Eyes softening as he put a hand on your hip, the other intertwining his fingers with yours while your free hand went on his shoulder.

Slow dancing in the rain, foreheads touching as the soft splatter of water soon faded away. In his vision, only you and him were in the town spending time in the later days of November. His gaze set on you and only you, a soft smile on his lips as he slowly leaned in with his eyes slowly shutting.

Yours did the same, closing as you felt a pair of lips on your own. Moving in sync as his hand came to untangle with yours and rest itself behind your head to push your head more to his to deepen your kiss. Your hands wrapping themselves around his neck as you could only return back the kiss.

His tongue glides across your bottom lip, with the permission to intrude he does so gratefully. His hand on your hip sliding to grasp on the plump of your rear, as much as you both would love to continue you both pulled away with a string of saliva connecting both of you.

Giggling softly, you looked at him with much appreciation. Head cocking to the side only to remember Jas and Vincent were still out in the rain and was dancing around the puddle, glancing at your lover, the end of your lips curling into a smirk you untangled yourself from him and joined the kids in the dance.

Sebastian only scoffed muttering underneath his breath; “ god you're so insane. ” with a smile on his lips he shortly joined the little ritual of circling and dancing around the puddle. Oh how Sam was gonna kill the both of them for letting Vincent dance around in the rain and the same goes with Jas only with Shane.

TO BE CONTINUED —› (will update when my schedule is free ^~^)

Additional a/n : Heh.. Guys this isn't finished.. yet. I just wanted this to be out, of course I'll update this and finish it so for now this is a W.I.P and I'm actually very proud of this so please don't steal :( ps. you can also see when I stopped doing the colorful thingy bcs I got lazy >-<

[shyamanuensis]

hello i really like your writing style. anychance you could write something on the HL boys as dads? sorry in advance if you dont take requests thanks

Hi! Thank you for the ask :) I've never really written something like this before but I've managed to whip up something that I hope is what you're after. Stuck with fan-favs however am happy to extend this if there's interest. Enjoy xo

Sebastian -

“Dad, I’ll just be hanging out with friends.” “No.” “Dad, c’mon please?” “No.” “Ugh! You’re sooo unreasonable.” It was the same argument you heard every Friday night. The battle between Sebastian and Violet for an ounce of freedom in your daughters’ eyes was and had always been a clear no in your husbands. The two of you had struggled being thrown into the parenting game so early on. Finding out you were pregnant a day before graduation had been both unexpected and exciting. Sebastian vowed he’d do everything possible to protect his daughter from the big wide world yet as she got older, more independent, more headstrong – he had a hard time coming to grips with the fact she’d never remain just his little girl. You placed the book you’d been trying to read for the last half hour on your lap and sighed, glancing over your glasses at them. “If I remember correctly, we got up to a lot worse things than meeting up with friends for a butterbeer. She’s 15, Sebby. Let her have some fun. Be home before 9 dear. Any later and you won’t be going out again.” Your daughters face lit up in an instant. The thrill and excitement in her eyes a very mimic of the same yours years ago use to hold. Grabbing her coat off the hook by the door, Violet ran around the house to place a kiss on your cheek and slip some cash from her dad’s wallet with a cheeky grin. “Don’t wait up – I’ll be safe – I promise. Thanks Mama, bye Daddy. Love you both!” In a flash, she was out the door, the hard wood slamming behind her. “You give in too easy.” “You forget what it was like to be her age.” Sebastian shot you a smile; a memory clearly coming back to him of your younger days as a light blush flushed across his cheeks. “Guess we were a lot more fun back then.” “We have the house to ourselves... we could be a lot more fun now?” Your suggestion hadn’t gone unnoticed. Fun tonight, wasn’t the only thing you’d both be having.

Ominis -

“Daddy’s home!” The announcement made by your daughter as she heard the front door of the manor unlock floated like a breeze throughout the house as she ran down the stairs and up the hall to jump into Ominis’ arms the moment he walked in. It didn’t matter how many times you’d witness the scene. Your heart melted every single time. Sipping on tea in the hallway, you watched your husband carry his little bundle of joy up towards you, the young girl peppering kisses all over his cheeks. “How was work Daddy? I missed you! Mummy and I went shopping today and then to the park and we had lunch with Aunty Anne and I saw the cuuutest puppy. Can we get a puppy daddy? Pwetty pwetty pwease?” You could see that Ominis was flustered by the questions thrown at him not having a chance to get a word in edgewise when it came to Aurelia who at first you thought definitely had her fathers’ reservedness however after a while began to just as loud, social and talkative as you. “Sweetheart, Daddy’s just come home – give him a minute”, you gently reminded her, arms out to take her off your husband. “It’s not a puppy, but I did get you something sweetheart”, Ominis chimed in, pulling a soft fluffy teddy bear from behind his back for her. “Oh wow! Look mummy! The teddy has eyes just like daddy! Oh I love him!” With that Aurelia began to twirl and dance with the bear down the hall to her own hummed tune as you watched with a giggle, finally being able to greet your husband with a subtle, yet deep kiss. “You need to stop spoiling her.” “My love, she’s 4, there’s no such thing as spoiling a 4 year old.” Feeling a hand rub soft, tender circles at your stomach, you smiled; placing a hand over Ominis’. “Remind me again?”, he asked quietly, the secret of your pregnancy still being kept just between you both. “9 weeks.” “So not long until we can tell the world.” “Not long at all my dear.” The once cold and misery stricken manor had been nothing but warm and cosy since you’d been around. The house having turned into a home – just the way Ominis had always intended it to be.

Garreth -

“Vincent, Rory, William, Daniel and James Weasley – I swear, if you’re not all sitting down at this table for dinner by the time I count to 5, the lot of you including your father will be in so much trouble, lives will not be worth living!” Five boys. Five. What had you done in a past life to deserve this? The constant play fighting and trouble they caused wasn’t their fault entirely. Their father had just as much influence on them it seemed than they did themselves. Hands rubbing at your shoulders unexpectedly, you had sunk into your seat with a sigh – for one night, just one damn night, wanting a dinner where the family sat and ate in peace. “Stressed?” You tilted your head back to gaze at Garreth who was standing behind you. “You did this.” It was easy to point the blame, however you were both keen on having a large family. Five under five at one stage had been a struggle – but now as the eldest begun to settle into their pre-teen years, you felt you lived with a pack of savage animals. “I just want one meal – one meal where the boys behave themselves. Is that so much to ask?” Your quiet plead torn as you began to smell smoke coming from the living room. “BOYS! NO LIGHTING FIRECRACKERS IN THE HOUSE! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?” Leaning down to kiss your forehead, Garreth gave your shoulders a light squeeze and mentioned that he’d handle the kids. Weasley mischief-makes.  The lot of them; Garreth included. “You have a minute”, you smiled at him, “Otherwise the lot of you are sleeping outside.” “Oh come on… I know you’d rather have me beside you in bed.” “Garreth, I’m pretty sure you beside me in bed is the primary reason behind all – this – stress.” Twirling your hair around his fingertips, Garreth attempted to slip into his best ‘authoritative father mode’, but you knew it wouldn’t work. You’d be the un-fun mum who had to pull them all back into line. There was never a dull minute in your life. Funnily though – you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

This is a pretty serious topic, so feel free to not answer if you don't want to.

How would the Sdv and Sve bachelor/ette's react to the Farmer (who's their partner) flinching when they moved suddenly? As in, the farmer subconsciously thought their partner was about to hit them

Oof...

Pretty dark topic, but I want pain and glass so why not 🥲 Thanks so much for the question, dear anon 💕

⚠️Warning: angst, mention of past abusive relationship/physical abuse, mention of domestic violence, swearing, and a lot of hurt/comfort

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Stardew Valley:

SDV bachelors:

Shane had never had such a desire to break someone's nose. To punch with all his might, to break a jaw, to knock out teeth, to make the bastard who dared to raise a hand against Farmer regret their cowardice and wish they'd never been born. Too bad they're somewhere far away... No, it's not a pity, let this fucking asshole die in their hellhole. What's important right now that Farmer's here, and Shane's gonna be right there with them. He's gonna suggest that Farmer go to therapy. It really helps, Shane's realized that himself. And he'll be there for Farmer, he'll never leave them. And would never hit them.

Alex knows all too well why Farmer flinched like that, and his heart filled with rage. The same way his mom clutched herself, hiding her face from the heavy hand of her alcoholic husband... The very thought that his dearest Farmer, the love of his life, had thought he would hit them, that Alex would be like his father, made him shiver with unbridled hatred for whoever had made Farmer feel that way. But the athlete will calm himself down, and do whatever it takes to help and protect Farmer. He would never, ever hit them. Never.

Sam has a look of utter confusion on his face. "Babe, what's wrong?" The young guitarist was just chasing flies, and now doesn't understand why Farmer hid their face in their hands. Is something wrong? Why do they look like they're crying? When Farmer tells him the reason (which they were previously afraid to tell), Sammy's heart just cracks to pieces. He will put his arms around Farmer and slowly rock them. If they are comfortable, Sam will listen to them carefully and try to cheer them up, showering them with kisses and affectionate words.

Elliott would simply become speechless. "My love, you didn't think I'd..." He can't even get the words out. He knows that Farmer's relatives treated them horribly, his partner have told the writer about it. He knows that recovering from such trauma will not be easy or quick. Elliott won't leave them alone with the trouble. But did they really thought that Elliott would allow himself to fall so low and raise his hand against them? The writer's in tears. It hurts him, but Elliott is in no way angry with Farmer. No, he loves them with all his heart.

Sebastian would never forget the moment in his childhood when his biological father was ready to slap him. Luckily, Robin managed to catch the man's arm before that, and Sebby never saw his bio father again. As he grew older, Sebastian realized exactly what that man had intended to do. He was disgusted to even think of doing that to anyone, much less the person he loves and adore endlessly. He would take the Farmer's hands, look them in the eye, and tell them that he loved them and would never, under any circumstances, raise a hand against them.

Harvey will put Farmer in a hug, but the doctor still won't be able to hold back the tears. Harvey knows that Farmer has only recently, on the advice of their beloved husband, sought professional help, that progress won't be immediate, and that it takes a very long, long time to work at it. But for Harvey, every time Farmer flinches at their husband's sudden movement is like the first time - shock, confusion, sadness, pain. And even worse when the Farmers began to blame themselves for this behavior. No, Farmer, it's not your fault. Harvey won't let their partner think it's their fault.

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SDV bachelorettes:

Abigail is hella confused.... Why are they flinched? Wha- What do they mean!? She loves Farmer, how did they even think of that?! Abby got angry, but would quickly cool down and start apologizing to an even more frightened Farmer. She didn't mean to yell at them like that, but the image that her partner thought she would take a swing at them just threw her off. Ugh, if those creeps who had hurt Farmer came to the Valley, then the amethyst lover would pelt them with such stink bombs that even the skunks would turn their noses away from them. Hehehe, good thing that made Farmer laugh. Right, fuck those bastards.

Leah can't believe her ears. Farmer, she is holding an axe! How could they think that their wife would dare swing at them with a sharp axe?! The fact that someone actually tried to swing something like that at Farmer made the blood in the artist's veins boil. She wasn't angry at Farmer, naturally, but at the bastard who'd treated Farmer like that. And don't let her partner worry: if their ex abuser dared to come in the Stardew Valley, Leah would definitely use her axe... Okay, maybe not so radical, but this person won't lay a finger on her precious partner. She'll defend them to the last, that's for sure.

Penny is a very peaceful, fragile and gentle girl. How can anyone imagine that she is capable of such a thing - to hit Farmer, love of her life? For a young teacher, family is sacred! Her spouse, her children, it's... She will never agree with the people who justify violence and abuse with "discipline" or "tough love". For in Penny's mind, someone who can easily hurt a loved one is not worthy of those loved ones. The red-haired girl bursts into tears. She cannot calmly see how Farmer is scared and hurt because of their ex. But she will find the way to help them. Together, they will overcome it.

Maru was upset at first, because she thought that the Farmer was afraid of her next invention (she could not forget the humiliating incident when they were electrocuted). Only after a couple of seconds Maru realized that they looked with fear not at her device lying on the table, but at herself. She doesn't understand what's wrong. It's not like she has any super dangerous wires or parts with her, see? What? The Farmer thought Maru was going to... hit them? She loves them! Never, you heard her, Farmer, she would never....

Emily is a person who values life and the comfort of every creature. Happiness and positive emotions for everyone around her, especially for her close people and friends. Because of this, the very thought of Farmer hiding their face from what they thought was a punch made the blue-haired girl upset. Farmer had told her about their... not-so-good relatives, who left her lover with this trauma. Emily tries her best to make the house as comfortable as possible for Farmer, and they know it and will always be grateful to their loving wife.

Haley had had partners in the past who, as she found out later, lived by the principle of "beats means love". She wouldn't let those pieces of shit around her anymore, and made a promise to herself never to get involved with such people and never to fall to their level. And Farmer flinched so much at Haley's sudden movement made her remember her exes. She is furious. But right now, the most important thing to her was her beloved Farmer. Haley apologizes for the sudden move, shares her experience and wisdom on how she handled the abuse earlier, and assures Farmer that she will never do to them what Haley's exes tried to do to her.

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Stardew Valley Expanded:

SVE bachelors:

Lance had many swordsmanship and magic teachers in his youth. Almost all of them were excellent and taught him many things that helped him in life. There were some that set impossible conditions for Lance, and when he failed, took up their tools to punishment... Lance had the guts to stand up to it, and there were also people who stood up for him. Farmer didn't have anyone to help then, and Lance won't let that happen again. He genuinely loves Farmer and he wouldn't dare let himself fall so low. They vowed to each other to share both joy and sorrow together. Lance will always love them.

Magnus faced various conflicts when he was married for the first time. Misunderstandings, quarrels, arguments - it's quite natural for a couple. But the wizard would never, ever raise a hand against his partner, and he would despise anyone who justified violence and abuse of authority. He would immediately calm the shuddering Farmer and begin to comfort them. If those pathetic excuse of humans showed up at their farm, Magnus would disintegrate them with a snap of his fingers. Ministry rules? There's a one rule in the Mage Law that allows the use of magic for self-defence and the protection of loved ones. So let the Farmer not worry about this.

Victor, overwhelmed with the good news about his bridge-building practice, raised both arms to hug Farmer, but immediately pulled back when he saw how much they flinched. "Honey, did I do something wrong?" "You didn't... You're not going to hit me, are you?" "What?...." If anyone heard the sound of cracking glass, know this - Victor's heart had shattered into a thousand shards. The spaghetti lover was confused for a few moments, but pulled himself together and cautiously approached the Farmer. Victor hugged them tightly, allowing his partner to snuggle into his shoulder and cry while Victor listened to them, slowly rocking and covering them with kisses.

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SVE bachelorettes:

Olivia is not mad at Farmer in any way. And quickly put a stop to all their attempts to make themselves look guilty for being so flummoxed by the sudden movement of Olivia's hand. Her partner has been victimized in the past by the simply disgusting treatment from the scum who dared to reach out their paws to Farmer has spurred Olivia to pull up all her connections in the city. She knows their names and all the information she needs to turn their lives into a nightmare. In the meantime, Olivia herself will devote all her attention to her precious Farmer and family.

Claire could not have imagined that her desire to show her partner a new ballet movement she had learnt would end like... this: Farmer shivers slightly and looks at the red-haired girl with a share of fear, while Claire stands still, motionless as if struck by lightning. The former Jojarmart cashier slowly and carefully walks over to Farmer and asks permission to hug them. The Farmer agreed, of course, and before launching into an endless stream of words about how it was their own fault, Claire only reassured them and continued to hug them. She was now too shocked that the Farmer had thought Claire would dare to injure them....

Sophia was completely unaware of what had just happened: the pink-haired girl raised her hand for her partner to high-five, but instead they covered their heads with their hands as if expecting a punch. Had she done something wrong? What, did the farmer really expect a punch? She... She... If Sophia tried to say anything, Farmer wouldn't understand anything anyway - the flood of tears on Sophia's face and the lump in her throat from crying interrupted all words. She would hug the Farmer, hold onto them like a lifeline and sob. She would say through her sobs that she loved them very much and would never be a monster like those who had hurt Farmer.

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[sakurapika]

Reviewing New Year Sale Outfits in Twisted Wonderland

In Japan, New Year's Day (お正月, or "Oshogatsu") is the biggest holiday of the year, and it is also my favorite. That being said, the TWST artists never disappoint when it comes to the art for this event, so let's review all of the cards!

Spoiler warning for upcoming ENG and JP sever event cards, including some Groovy art!

Round 1: 2021-2022

Kalim Al-Asim (SSR)

Look at him, he's so festive and cheerful

This Kalim, as well as Deuce's SR, have a special place in my heart. I started playing TWST the summer it came out, but I wasn't a "serious" player until around New Year. Kalim and Deuce were my first "duo magic" pair, and I love their interactions in the story as well.

I love his headband ribbon and how it matches his obi. The sparkly hakama also suits him. I'm excited to see Jamil's version of this outfit as well, but we all know it'll be a very long time until Jamil volunteers to work retail during the peak season.

12/10 he's so cute

Deuce Spade (SR)

I was surprised that this was just an SR, and that you could get him by finishing the event story. His outfit is so detailed!

I chose his Groovy art so you could see that he's wearing sneakers with his outfit, which I found funny. Cater is wearing similar shoes in his own SR, so it must be part of the Heartslabyul New Year attire. It still feels very in-character for Deuce.

The silhouette of his outfit is interesting. His jacket is short like a suit jacket, but has the sleeves of a haori. There are lots of elements of his dorm uniform, like the pins and sash around his waist.

Not only does he look awesome, but he chose to work during the New Year's Sale to buy a present for his mother.

12/10 very cool and wholesome

Round 2: 2022-2023

Ruggie Bucchi (SSR)

HIS HAIR!!!

Aside from Vargas Camp and his birthday cards, Ruggie doesn't have a lot of SSRs, so I'm happy for him. I look forward to getting him in the English server soon.

I love how Ruggie seems to have picked up a lot of merchandise from around the store. Aside from a fan, which all the boys are using as their "weapons" for battles, he has a little koi bag, which I love so much (I have a similar one). The little toy he's holding is called a den-den daiko (でんでん太鼓), which is popular for young children.

11/10 congrats on getting the job, Ruggie!

Cater Diamond (SR)

I chose to show his un-Groovy art, because it's easier to see his outfit.

His clothes are similar to Deuce's, except that his "vest" is red, and he is wearing a button-down shirt underneath. The mix of Japanese and Western influences reminds me of Taisho-era clothing. He looks like Kazushi Tatsuishi in the anime version of My Happy Marriage, which also happens to be set in the Taisho Era.

It's hard to see in this picture, but he has a hairpin in his hair!

10/10 he slays

Sebek Zigvolt (SSR)

He looks so dramatic with his gloves and fur collar, but are we surprised? He's a Diasomnia student, after all. I wish they had given him a different hat, though, because it looks almost identical to his dorm uniform.

This one makes me laugh, because he poses like my dad. Not seen in this image is Sebby's neon-green geta, which I think my dad would love (he likes having shoes in unusual colors).

10/10 who needs fireworks on New Year's Eve when you have Sebby?

Vil Schoenheit (SR)

He stole the show.

At first glance, his outfit may bear too heavy a resemblance to the regular Pomefiore uniforms, since they're already inspired by kimono.

With his fascinator hat, netted gloves, and black nail polish, though, Vil adds a sense of mystery and intrigue to his outfit. He looks like he is playing the role of a Taisho-era socialite who poisoned their lover and is now actively avoiding the police.

Either that, or he got divorced from Rook. After all, it looks like he is wearing a furisode (a type of kimono meant for single women) rather than a tomesode (worn by married women), like in his dorm uniform.

11/10. The storytelling potential is limitless.

Round 3: 2023-2024

Trey Clover (SSR)

I love his scarf and hat. His coat looks longer than Deuce's and Cater's, and more like a haori. Overall, it looks like a cozy combination.

Like Cater, he is also wearing a button-down shirt under his kimono, and his vest is green. Heartslabyul is the only dorm that gets a character in this event every year, so it's nice to see that the outfits are personalized for each character.

He looks like he could be someone's uncle, but you know for sure that he'd spoil his nieces and nephews.

10/10 very classy, if he was working at the store and I came to visit, I'd trust him.

Ortho Shroud (SR)

ADORABLE.

Something I've always found interesting about Ignihyde clothing is their use of sharp shapes and geometric patterns, especially in Ortho's case. I wonder how Idia's version of this outfit would look.

Ortho and Idia must've had so much fun creating this outfit together!

Infinity/10 if Ortho were trying to sell me anything, I'd buy it, regardless of whether I actually need it.

Rook Hunt (SSR)

He's wearing RED EYELINER!

His outfit is quite different from Vil's. While Vil is wearing a furisode, which is traditionally worn by women, Rook's outfit seems to have a more traditionally masculine silhouette (of course, this is just my interpretation). This probably means that Epel will get to wear an outfit similar to Rook's next time as well.

The peacock feathers on his red hat is also a nice touch.

His pose and expression remind me of Wen Kexing from the C-drama Word of Honor. They also have similar personalities.

10/10, he looks like he just stepped out of a period drama. I look forward to seeing the fanarts of him with Vil.

Jade Leech (SR)

Jade's card has to be my favorite from this year's lineup. I just love how they translated Octavinelle's suits into kimono, while keeping details such as the purple bow tie.

I'm obsessed with his haori--it looks fluffy. I'd like to buy five.

His pose is so...

Like Trey, he looks like someone's uncle (it must be the fedora). However, unlike Trey, he looks like someone's uncle who may or may not be part of the Yakuza. Instead of giving you money on New Year, you owe HIM.

He also looks like he goes door to door selling products, and is about to sell me what he guarantees is a genuine Toshiba toaster oven and absolutely not an overpriced knockoff that will short-circuit and cause my entire neighborhood to lose electricity.

11/10 I will buy that toaster oven anyway.

Which cards are you most excited for? Let me know!