Will randomly just pick you up and carry you over his shoulder.
Calls you nicknames like short stack and hot stuff.
If he's feeling like a dick that day, he'll hold stuff above your head and not let you have it till you give him a kiss. š
He loves the size difference in bed too, his dick is already big, but to you it feels even bigger.
Puts you in missionary to watch his cock slide in and out of you.
Or cowgirl so he can watch you struggle to fuck yourself on his huge dick.
His favorite position would be picking you up and pounding you against the wall though. He's a show off, and what better way to show off his strength than in bed.
Elliot - 6'2
He thinks it's adorable.
Sometimes he purposely store things where you can't reach just so you have to ask for help. (He likes feeling wanted and useful <3)
Calls you his "Little Minx".
Sitting in his lap while he tries to play the piano will have him soo flustered.
Loves to see how big his dick looks next to you, he'll rest it on your pussy or face, finding it impressive that you can even fit him inside.
He likes to get handjobs from you for the same reason, your small hands make his cock look huge in comparison.
"I don't know, my love, are you sure you can handle me?" - he said the first time you two had sex. š
Harvey - 6'4
He didn't know he had a size kink till you met.
Feels like a perv, but he secretly loves how petite you are, you make him feel so big and strong.
Calls you my love, dear, angel, and sweetheart.
He could NOT handle it if you rode his cock, the sight of that would have him cumming in seconds.
Would never want to make you feel uncomfortable, but seeing and hearing you choke on his length would leave his face beet red. His cock would be throbbing and twitching nonstop from how fucking turned on his is.
He would insist you don't need to give him head, but obv you're not going to listen, you get turned on from it too.
When in missionary, he'd spread his hand across your lower stomach, his eyes wide at the fact he can just barely feel a bulge there.
Sam - 5'11
He's so annoying about it.
Like Alex, he'd tease you a lot.
Putting things on high shelves, picking you up out of nowhere, and calling you stupid nicknames.
Piggyback rides!! He thinks they're fun.
He's a switch. So he both loves to dominate you and be submissive for you.
Thinks you being so much shorter, but still bossing him around is really hot. He loves the confidence.
"Yes, ma'am."
Making him get on his knees and eat it. >>>
Gets so flustered when he see's you on your knees too. Like "holy shit, how is someone so hot really about to suck my cock right now?"
His dick gets even harder if he hears you gag on it.
Sebastian - 5'8
Calls you his little tadpole.
Likes to hug you from behind and rest his chin your head.
Sit on his desk and yap about your day to him while he's working and he'll look at you with hearts in his eyes.
He's submissive. So like Sam, he thinks it's hot that he's bigger, but you're the one in charge.
Order him, degrade him, push him around, he wants it all.
Edging him. >>>
Whines at the sight of your small hand jerking him off, whines even more when you stop just before he busts on your face.
He loves when you cockwarm him while he's supposed to be working.
Overstimulation!! Don't stop riding him after he cums, no matter how much he tells you "stop, s'too much." He'll use the safe word if he actually wants you to stop.
Shane - 5'4
Finally he isn't the shorter one in the relationship!
Calls you shorty and hot stuff. And if he wants to annoy you, chicken little.
Will randomly hug you from behind and press his bulge against your ass.
You're not too much smaller than him, so he knows you can handle it when he's rough.
Def manhandles you in bed. Flips you into his desired position, smacks your ass and pussy, and pounds you into the mattress.
His cock is on the shorter side, but it's girthy, so he's still giving you a good stretch.
Fucking your face is one of his favorite things to do, he loves seeing your eyes get watery and makeup start to smear.
Will cum down your throat and "make" you swallow it.
Abigail - 5'0
Literally the same height as you, or maybe 1-2 inches taller, but she's still suuuch a dick about it. Always pokes fun at you like she isn't the second shortest person in town.
Lovingly, ofc. It's just the first time she's been with someone smaller than her.
Even though you're the same height or close, she's very strong from practicing with her sword so often.
So yes, she also likes to show off her strength in bed.
Will pin you against the wall, get on her knees, and wrap both your legs around her shoulders, holding you up while she eats you out.
She's also a big fan of standing doggy. Loves to see you bent over and crying on her strap.
Her dick might be fake, but she can use it better than any man!
Insists you sit on her face too, don't even try to hover though, she'll grab your hips and hold you down on her face if you do.
Emily - 5'8
I can't see Emily having any strong feelings about it. She doesn't have much of a size kink.
But she still thinks you're adorable.
Calls you her little mouse.
Very doting and sweet girlfriend.
Loves to cook for you. Also uses you as her guinea pig for new recipes she's experimenting with.
I could see her as a top or switch.
Early morning sex in spooning position. >>
She wouldn't even bother to undress you, she'd just slip her hands into your panties, playing with your clit and kissing the side of your neck.
Sneaky sex in the saloon bathroom is a frequent thing.
She'll press you against the door and finger you from behind while groping your tits with her other hand.
Haley - 5'5
I think you also awakened a slight size kink with her.
She'll call you princess, babe, baby, and gorgeous.
Bratty switch, loves to piss you off so you'll fuck the attitude out of her.
Pull her hair while you pound her from behind and it'll have her squirting all over your strap.
Has a thing for dry humping and miniskirts, esp at the same time.
If you're both wearing short skirts, she loves to bend you over, flip your skirt up, and hump your ass.
Rubbing your pussy through your panties is another weakness of hers. Bonus points if your sat in her lap.
Lipstick kink? She loves kissing you all over and seeing your body covered in her lip prints.
Spanks your pussy while going down on you and giggles when she see's you moan and flinch from it.
Very sensitive nipples, she nearly cums from it when you suck on and play with her tits.
Leah - 5'3
Similar to Emily. She doesn't have a size kink, but does think you're super cute.
Very affectionate and loving. She cannot stop cuddling you and covering you in kisses.
Calls you her muse.
Ask her to paint you nude and she'll have the cutest blush and shakiest hands while doing it.
Firm switch. She wants to both give and receive most times you have sex.
Her guilty pleasure kink is the two of you getting tipsy on red wine before fucking all night.
Giggly sex with her. >>>
The type her lick your cum off her fingers while making eye contact.
Tribbing in missionary while you make out and play with each other's tits is her favorite thing in the world.
Not a republican but she is pro-bush.
Maru - 5'4
Another one without a size kink, she just doesn't really think about the height difference.
Top, maybe stone top.
Loves toys and experimental sex.
Giving you the strap + vibe combo has her unbelievably horny.
Nipple play is a big thing with her too, she needs to suck on & pinch your nipples while she fucks you.
Electricity play. She's very curious about it.
If you were down, she'd buy a kit for it online, testing it by giving your clit and nipples light shocks.
Expert at eating pussy, she likes to eat it from the back while squeezing your ass.
Tribbing with her. >>>
Penny - 5'1
Calls you babydoll and little lamb. š„ŗ
Honestly likes that you're around the same height, that way neither of you have to hurt your neck looking up or down at the other.
Definite pillow princess.
She just likes being able to lay back and be taken care of for once.
Very shy and even a little embarrassed during sex for the first few times. She'd try to hold back her moans at first, but after a while she just couldn't keep it in.
That's how you learned she's actually quite vocal in bed.
Likes doggy style, mating press, spooning.
Not big into toys besides a strap and vibrator.
Hesitant to initiate, but you can tell when she's in the mood when her face is flushed and she can't stop squirming in your lap.
Ugh imagine bouncing her on your cock while you're sitting down, she's facing away from you and covering her mouth to try n not be so loud.
But then you find just the right angle to hit while squeezing her hips, and it leaves her nearly screaming as she suddenly creams around your strap. š„“
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I personally headcanon that the reason that the townsfolk all unquestioningly accept the farmer despite them being the weirdest person (?) alive is that they've all lived in the same tiny, rural, seemingly isolated town for most of their lives and have no real experience with someone from outside it. They probably just accept that that's just how cityfolk are, and it would be rude to question it. Like yeah, they sometimes barge into their bedrooms wearing a trashcan lid as a hat, present them with their favorite meal, and then fuck off to fish until they pass out at two in the morning, and routinely take one-way trips to Calico Desert with no way to get back, only to be spotted heading into the mines early the next morning, but they're from Zuzu city. Besides, that meal they pulled out of their backpack was pretty damn good
a/n: This took a while to write, sorry for procrastinating. Got a bit too silly :((
tw: 18+ mentions of b*ners and h*rniness, and implications of s*x
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Harvey would be hesitant to ask if you're down to have sex, but whenever he's in the mood usually he tries to act like everything is fine. But really, he can't help but have his touch linger than you longer than usual š¤, and he really is TRYING his best to remain respectful for you. š„ŗ
It's also easy to catch him staring at you as he bites his lips anxiously or how he fumbles slightly with his words when you're speaking with him, it's also not that easy to miss the way he faces his pants away from you. You can still catch the sight of that suspicious bump in his trousers š...
Despite the ache in his pants, he's not going to ask you to do something about it though! Since you've probably been busy with the hard work managing the farm,,, He doesn't want to bother you about it, unless you do like to bother with it. :))
Elliot āļø
Only at seldom times does Elliott ever get into the mood, so there's hardly ever any time for him to ask for sex and stuff. But usually after his book tours or when you've been busy with whatever tasks you've taken up--Or had a long mining trip at Calico (They should add elevators ngl), he misses you a lot. š„ŗ
So when he feels deprived of you, Elliott is particularly very affectionate with you. Whether you're cooking and preparing dishes in the kitchen, watching tv on your big couch, or just about to sleep, expect to feel a pair of arms wrapped around your waist as he nuzzles himself into the back of your shoulders. Ā š (He's not subtle about it either).
He'll sometimes ask if you'd be willing, he may outright tell you that he "yearns" or "wants you". As he kisses the back of your neck, eyelashes fluttering up to look at you almost pleadingly, would you really say no to that face?
Shane š„
It's hard to say how often Shane gets horny, since he used to get a case of whiskey dick before he met you, but now that he has you, he has cut back on the alcohol, since he wants to live long enough and grow old with you. Back on topic, it really depends on how far you are in your guy's relationship.
Early on, he feels like it's unreal that you chose him of all people in Pelican Town, so whenever he does get in the mood, he doesn't want to burden you with something as troublesome as dealing with him. :( Whenever he does get the small courage to ask, he suddenly backs out. "Hey, is it okay if-- Nevermind. Forget I asked." is what you're mostly met with as he walks past you, ashamed. ā¹ļø
But if you've been together for a while (or married), he does open up more about it. Whenever you two are just laying side by side in bed, he just thinks you're so pretty then suddenly he's got a boner! He would just hold your hand and gaze at you, waiting patiently. "If you want to of course." He would mumble, "It's not like you have to if you don't really feel like it." Well maybe you do. š
Sebastian šø
Sebastian's sex drive is kinda low, so it's very rare for him to get horny. But whenever he is? He's noticeably a lot more touchy and even clingy. Sebastian would be the one initiating physical affection with you. You two are lying in bed together? He has an arm wrapped around you, spooning. Oh you guys are playing on console together? You're now playing overcooked sat on his lap! He's busy coding? His hand is resting on your thigh "to feel less anxious".
Even if you're not always glued to the hip, he always finds a way to be near you. If you're cooking, he's sitting by the table, softly smiling at you. But when you're in public and he's in the mood? This boy is a MENACE. š He'd innocently whisper the things he is imagining about you in your ear before pulling away with a cheeky grin as if nothing happened.
Sebastian would mention he needs to go home, before not so subtly letting you know that you can come with. With the way he's now smiling oh so sweetly! Maybe you are gonna get back at him for that.
Sam šø
With this boy? You already know he's constantly dtf š, he doesn't even need to outright say it. Sam's already clinging onto you the second he sees you, any second he's humping against your leg like a dog in heat! Especially when he gives you this face. -> š„ŗ
"So..." He'd always start off before following up with a "Can we fuck?... Please?" Sam might add in a whine too if he begged. Though of course he won't force you if you're uncomfortable and not in the mood; He'd usually take care of himself in the bathroom.
But if you are in the mood and down to fuck.. Sam would be over the moon! He would be so happy and excited, kissing and touching you all over. Though your legs won't be happy either the next day.
Blue... Blue.... Alex and the squirting farmer did something.... Can i ask for the other male's reactions to that :3 pwease
SDV Bachelors x Farmer Who Squirts
Summary: How the bachelors react to a farmer who squirts for the first time.
Warning(s): S M U T, Sam being a bit of a horndog / perv, Munch Elliot and Sebastion (it's my favorite headcanons of them and I'm dying on that hill), Shane being a bit of a dom, Harvey being a slight sub.
Side note(s): I love it when y'all have big-brained ideas š
I imagine he has a diverse collection of books. Erotica is definitely on his bookshelf somewhere so mentions of a girl (or guy) squirting aren't uncommon to him. In his mind? You squirting is a sign that he's doing something good and he would take pride in it.
So follow the vision, the two of you have been dating for a while and you finally work up the nerve to stay over at his cabin for the night just to spend some more time with him, as well as hear the waves at night.
One moment Elliot was reading to you, steadily getting to a particular spicy scene in the novel, and the next?
His head was in between your thighs slurping and sucking at your clit.
ā” - In the silence of Elliot's cabin, lewd squelching and feverous moaning could be heard.
What started as a simple visit. Elliot had sent you a letter that he had received a new book in the mail and wished to read it with you, a simple and impromptu date night that steadily turned more sensual as your lover continued to read.
Mentions of the woman in the novel being touched by her lover...his fingers slowly trailing up her legs until they reached her twitching sex before the man's fingers teased her folds, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he fingered her to orgasm. You hadn't realized you were panting like a bitch in heat until Elliot teasingly mentioned the redness in your cheeks, questioning if you wanted to recreate the scene.
You couldn't imagine a scenario where you said no.
"Ah~! Elliot, oh fuck..." You moaned, your hands gripping onto Elliot's hair for dear life as he sucked and kissed at your clit, hums of appreciation escaping his glistening lips as his fingers teased your entrance.
Alone, his tongue proved his skill in pleasuring you. The whispered words of his love told to none other than your pussy as if it were capable of talking back to him, but, you oh so desperately wanted him to touch and scratch that itch inside of you. "You're twitching so much my love..." Elliot said, pressing one more kiss to your bud before he kissed up your thigh until he reached your calf.
"Elliot..." You whispered, teary-eyed and begging much to his amusement.
He leaned forward with a smirk, caging you in with his body as his free hand traveled back down to your pussy. "Yes~?" He smirked.
"N-Need you..."
"You already have me dear, what more can I give you."
Your blush only increased as your eyes looked away from his from both embarrassment and to gesture to the hand that was touching you everywhere but where you needed your lover the most. "T-There..."
"Your pussy? Aren't I already doing that?"
You pouted. "N-Need you...inside..." When his brown rose with that slow rising smile of his, your sex-dazed brain quickly remembered its manners as you whispered a shy 'Please' to him. And, without further convincing, Elliot's fingers plunged into your pussy, tearing a moan from the confines of your throat as your hands gripped the pillow behind you.
Elliot pressed sensual kisses all over your face, eventually focusing on nipping the shell of your ear as he felt your sex begin to clamp around your fingers. Your hands eventually left the pillow and moved to wrap around Elliot's neck as your moans suddenly increased in volume and frequency. "E-Elliot!" You keened. "S Something...oh fuck! C-Cumming!"
Without warning, there was a gushing noise, Elliot's attention swiping from your face to your sex before his eyes widened at the sight of a clear liquid spurting from your pussy and your legs shaking ferociously. His mouth fell open at the arousing sight, his cock twitching in its confines at the gorgeous sight before he looked back to you.
Your eyes were unfocused and cloudy, unshed tears brimming the edges of your eyes as your chest heaved up and down.
"My love..." He whispered. "Care to give me such a show again~?"
Sebastion
Flustered (his cock literally gets as hard as a diamond)
I like to believe that Sebastion is a virgin but he isn't stupid.
He knows of people being able to squirt, but he doesn't have experience due to him being a shut-in and never being intimate with anyone. When the two of you started dating though, his mind shifted as y'all got more handsy with one another.
The feeling of you cumming around his cock, the taste of your pussy. It all drove him nuts and eventually awakened something in him that screamed "Can they do more?".
And one night, when his family was out and you and him were getting hot n' heavy in his bedroom. Your body tucked into Sebastion's front as he looked over your shoulder as he fingered your lewd pussy, he got his answer.
ā” - He couldn't tear his eyes away from you.
And by "you", he meant your pussy that was clamping so tightly over his fingers if it feared of letting go of him! Such a lewd sight was a rarity- nay, an impossible scene for him to fathom for a shut-in like himself unless he watched porn or used his imagination. Of course, this was all before he got to know you.
Now? As you whined and moaned so prettily for him, your arms looped around his head in a subconscious way of trying to ground yourself while you practically fucked yourself on his fingers...his cheeks were so red that he felt as if he were on fire, he hadn't the slightest clue how he hadn't cum in his pants yet.
Sebastion pressed a sensual kiss to the corner of your lips. "You're so pretty Y/N...y'know that?" Sebastion whispered before his eyes went back to the scene before him as his fingers steadily grew more and more coated with your slick.
However, it was when a keen escaped your lips that he knew there was something different about the way your pussy twitched around his fingers then. How your hand raced to try and stop his hand and you began to whisper and beg for a break.
"Huh?" He said almost like a confused puppy. "You've never asked for a break before..." Cruelly, the thrusts of his fingers sped up as a smile cracked onto his flustered features at the sound of your moans increasing in volume.
"S-Sebby...!" You whined as your legs started to thrash and your cunt got sloppier, wetness started to coat his hand more and more as Sebastion's eyes were glued to the unfolding scene before him.
Yet before even he had a chance to predict what might happen, his hand was soon coated with the warmth of your gushing juices. His eyes widened in both shock and arousal as your legs shook and seized, the very scene stealing the very breath from his lungs as he struggled to not cum in his pants and save his load for when he was fucking you.
"Yoba..." He whispered as he brought his hand up to his face.
"Sorry..." You whispered, barely even coherent as you tried to will the energy to look at him.
He scoffed as he licked your slick off from his fingers. "Sorry?" He scoffed.
"Don't be~ let's do that again, but on my cock this time."
Sam
Excited (my favorite lil' perv)
I'm going to stick to my own personal theme of Sam being a bit fo a pervert and say that you squirting has been on his mind for a while now, along with the other nasty ideas floating around inside his head.
Some nights, when he's fisting his cock to the thought of you in a sundress or that time when he visited your farm and found you bent over to pick something up. He'd think about the 'What if?' moments of where he's behind you.
Beads of sweat dripping down your skin from the summer heat as he plunged into you repeatedly, his hand coming down to rub circles onto your clit as he got drunk off of your moans and begs for release.
Up until, much to his surprise, he felt a wetness splash onto him and drip down his thighs, your thighs quivering as he had to hold you up to keep you from collapsing.
Poor you, now you had to go at least three more rounds with him!
ā” - A pornographic moan escaped his lips when you squirted for the first time.
As sweat dripped from Sam's forehead as his cock dragged against your warm walls, he couldn't help the delirious moans that left his kiss-swollen lips. Almost as if he were the one who just squirted and not you. "B-Babe?" He said, lazily wiping the sweat from his eyes with the back of his arm before he leaned forward. "Can you do that again...? Fuck...you have to do that again" He begged, needy whines leaving his lisp as his thrusts picked up speed with a fervor more ardent than moments previously.
He couldn't even begin to explain how long he'd been waiting for this moment!
Since the first time he slipped into your pussy all those months ago!
When his imagination finally became reality.
From then on, he felt like a dog in heat. From a brief whiff of your perfume, to those rare-spotted moments where you bended forward in front of him. Your pussy was far too addicting for him to let go so easily, his aching cock always hard and at attention when he was around you as the thoughts of what he wanted to do next, what he wanted to experience next with you plagued his every waking thought!
But...now that he's seen you squirt? All the times he's had sex with you prior seemed to pale in comparison as the memory replayed again and again in his mind.
"S-Sam...!" You gasped. "S-Slow down- Ah!"
He pouted. "I can't..." He whined in your ear. "I just can't, fuuuuckkk, your pussy feels too good." He said, watery blue orbs looking into yours as a dopey grin slowly crawled its way onto his blushing features.
"You'll squirt on my dick again, right Y/N? Oh pleaassee say that you will..." To accentuate his begging, the side of his face dug into the valley between your bouncing breasts as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy clamping down on his dick and the sound of your fucked-dumb pleas of 'More' or 'Go faster' rang in his ears.
"Don't worry Y/N..." Sam chuckled as his grip on your love handles tightened to the point you knew in the back of your head that you'd have some bruises there in the morning, his balls slapping against your sex echoing throughout his room. "I'll make sure that you feel really good."
Harvey
Similar to Sebastion, he's flustered but like way more.
You were taking control for the night and were fucking yourself onto his dick. Yet, the deeper angle pressed into a delicious ache inside of your cunt and caused you to become a little more...greedier than you typically were.
To the point, you were unconsciously overstimulating your poor lover as he was too fucked-dumb to even still you how you were fucking him too good. How, like yourself, were beginning to feel strange as his balls tightened up at his oncoming unexpected release.
But by the time you got off his cock, that last feeling of friction suddenly made him squirt just as, if not more than you had.
He was squirting allllll over his stomach.
ā” - When you squirted on Harvey's dick, your warm wetness splashing against his thighs as you threw your head back to let out a keen of sheer ecstasy. He felt like he was in pure heaven.
Yet as you slowly came down from your high, the aftershocks from your orgasm still washing over you as your pussy clenched and unclenched around Harvey's cock. When your gaze finally settled back onto your lover, you could've sworn you saw hearts start to appear in Harvey's eyes as you steadily began to roll your hips on his still-hard cock.
"Harvey?" You spoke breathily. "You okay?"
He was more than fine.
But, it took a long minute for the doctor to express that as he lazily looked up at you as if you hung the very moon and stars just for him. After all, he was far too focused on how your hips were rubbing against him oh so perfectly. How your sloppy pussy was so warm and so tight even after the countless times that the both of you had been together...so much so that he was slipping further and further into the fogginess that his pleasure-ridden brain provided.
"Harveeyyy~" You said his name like a siren as you caressed his cheek. "Feelin' good?" You purred, giggling when Harvey answered honestly with an eager nod and an 'Uh huh'.
At his honesty, you began to speed up your hip rolls, a choked-up whine just barely escaping Harvey's throat as his grip upon your hips tightened as he ground up into you in search of more friction. Yet, you knew your lover, although he was more vocal than your previous partners. This time? He was a lot more vocal than he typically was (not that you were complaining).
You almost wanted to be concerned.
But the sight of Harvey's eyes starting to roll into the back of his head?
It was far too delectable for you to give up on.
"So cute f' me baby~" You praised as you pressed your hands onto Harvey's chest, your hips falling and rising more rapidly onto your lover as more and more unashamed moans left his lips. "You should be this shameless more often." You giggled.
"I love how shy you are but I think I like this side of you a lot more." You giggled before you quickly snapped back to Harvey's face as his moans and occasional whines began to increase in pitch.
"Oh....shit, Y/N. H-Honey, I feel weird...please don't stop!"
"I think something- Oh fuck, d-don't stop...!"
"Yoba! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"
Quickly, you dismounted your lover before finishing him off with your hands, wanting to see the amount of his spend before you were met with the unexpected scene of him squirting. The white liquid sprayed all over his stomach and just underneath his chest as Harvey's screamed to the point you feared he'd wake your animals. Your eyes were as wide as saucers, yet...as your gasping lover struggled to catch his breath.
A part of you begged to see him do it again.
Shane
RIP to your pussy
He's definitely fucking you harder after that little display.
But how he reacts in other ways definitely depends on the location. If you two are having sex at your place? I like to imagine that he'll get really kinky with it and try to make you scream as loud as possible, making sure that everyone within a ten-minute radius of your farmstead knows who made you squirt.
If you're fucking at Marnie's house, however? That'll be the time you find out just how good (and sexy) slow sex with Shane can be.
Ultimately though, when you squirt, Shane is in the business of making sure that you continue the party alllllll night long until he's satisfied or you passed out.
ā” - Ohohoho...he's been waiting for this moment since the second he had access to your tight little cunt.
"Shit farmer...didn't know you could squirt~" Shane groaned as he pressed a hand into the middle of your back, forcing you to arch even more as he drilled his cock further into your sloppy cunt. "How many other secrets are you holdin' out on me, eh?" He continued to interrogate you even though he fully understood you were incapable of answering in a complete sentence, much less uttering a single word aside from the breathless moans that escaped your hoarse mouth.
Yet as the local drunk fucked pussy, his full balls slapping against your cunt as the noises filled your otherwise quiet bedroom.
He couldn't help but remember the fact that he used to be so rude to you before he actually stopped and got to know you.
Suddenly, your face appeared in the forefront of his mind and as he became more drunk off how your walls squeezed his cock, the enveloping warmth began to make his hips stutter as he felt his release close in on him. All he could think about was making you his cute little farmer wife.
The two of you could raise allll the chickens you wanted.
But most importantly? And the most special little bonus that he and only he would get unlike the other people in this town who possibly had a crush on you? He'd have 24/7 access to your squirting little cunt, your moans that shamelessly told him to keep going despite your overstimulation.
He uttered out a guttural 'Fuck' at the idea. "Fuck pretty...we should get married after this, huh?" He smirked. "Ain't no way I'm losing this tight pussy, especially after figuring out what you can do tonight."
Hiya! Have you received any writing requests yet?Just incase youāre not swamped by requests yet, have mineš (feel free to ignore if you are in fact swamped)
Could you write a headcanon about how the bachelors react when the farmer brings then flowers?
Thanks in advance!
Gifting flowers to the bachelors hcs - SFW
Hiya, anon! Thank you so much. Please, leave as many requests as you want. Sometimes Iām busy or not inspired enough, but I promise I read you and will try my best to fulfil your requests. Also, sometimes I get lazy, I have to admit it.
Please, if you have feedbacks for me, those are appreciated as well! I did this specific ask for the bachelors, but if you want, I can write some headcanons for the bachelorettes too! Also I am not actually sure lilacs are good for allergic subjects, but for the sake of Harvey weāll pretend they are. ^^ā I might write something more about these scenarios because Iāve had a lot of fun!
WARNING! a little bit of angst in Shane and especially Alexās scenarios, mention of toxic stereotypes, brief mention to Kentās whereabouts, mention of alcohol and hangover symptoms in Shaneās scenario, some things might be inaccurate.
WORDS COUNT: 4.8K (I've tried to be equal for every hc.)
Elliott:
We all already know that, but Elliott is a sentimentalist at heart;
He himself is a person that likes gifting apparently meaningless knick-knacks to the people he appreciates or to express gratitude. Sometimes itās a poem coming out of his own pen, but other times it could be a colorful seashell he found during his morning walk!
Still, receiving gifts makes him happy like a kid on the Feast of the Winter Star, about to receive their present. Itās the thought behind it, you see. You could gift him a particular leaf and he would still treasure it for its deep hidden meaning.
He also stresses a lot over not sounding ungrateful.
Premises made! Elliott has been stuck in bed for almost a week now, trapped by a terrible flu.
Sometimes Willy, the good man he is, checks up on him, but the man wakes up really early to go fishing and heās not always available when heās in open sea, you know?
Thankfully, you know no boundaries. Youāve been barging into Elliottās lonely shrack for days to check up on him. It must be depressing to live alone and be sick. The sound of the waves and the seagulls might make up for it during the day, but as soon as the sun sets behind the shores, you canāt help but think how Elliott must be feeling all by himself, as the wind roars against the unstable wooden shed.
Poor, poor Elliott in need of your care. The fact you have a little crush on him is irrelevant in this scenario, isnāt it?
Still, youāre keen on winning the imaginary best-and-most-nosy-citizen-of-Pelican-Town award for another year. So you decide to do something to cheer him up and barge in once again.
You have no doubt that, being a writer and a romanticist, he will find your gift beautiful and actually get the meaning of it.
That morning, you find him sitting up in his bed in a white shirt, his auburn locks a tangled mess. His eyes still look at you in the soft morning light with a kindness all of their own. Heās genuinely happy to see you. You are his medicine during these miserable days.
You place it in his lap ā a modest bouquet you assembled yourself: Chrysanthemum for a good recovery, Chamomile for patience and Coreopsis to keep a good spirit while healing.
His face becomes the same colour of his hair. A few moved tears well up in his eyes as he grabs the simple bouquet in his arms.
He immediately asks you if you can put them in a vase on his nightstand. Then, as you sit down next to his bed, he grabs your hands in his and looks at you with an exasperatedly sweet expression. Heās so dramatic, sometimes, but you know heās feeling all the gratitude heās trying to convey in his words.
His lips find the soft skin of your palms many, many times, his touch reverent as he keeps holding your hands in his delicately.
He looks up at you for a second while his mouth is pressed against your delicate palm, pretending it was a mistake, but you find a glint of something a lot bolder than the delicate touches you've exchanged and you can't quite put your finger on what it is that he's avoiding your gaze again.
He looks at the flowers day and night, feeling much less lonely now that a piece of your heart is next to him.
When heās finally feeling better enough to sit at his wooden desk, he writes you an heartfelt letter for the beautiful present. Something that goes along the lines of: āEver since youāve arrived in this little town, youāve illuminated my days like a bright sun. Without your care and cheerfulness, I wouldāve healed just fine, but with a much heavier heart.ā ā something like that.
When months later he opens up his notebook in front of you on one of those rare mornings when you donāt have much work to do at the farm and join him for a walk, you see it: a beautiful, familiar flower tucked between two pages like a candid secret.
Alex:
I believe that his fatherās words have had a great impact on what he thinks and how he behaves ā not in a good way. Heās used to walk on eggshells and to think lowly of himself, even though heās good at hiding it behind a pompous faƧade.
Even after coming to the valley, the ghost of his father still haunts him. His harsh words echo inside him every day and sometimes heās just not strong enough to confront them.
Heās one of those guys that believe that true men donāt cry or show their emotions, that they canāt be too soft, that they have to like certain things to be manly and flowers surely arenāt among the things they should like. Itās not his fault. His father was a great example of toxic masculinity among the other bad things he has been for him ā a terrible father, to name one.
So he claims he doesnāt like flowers. Flowers are emasculating, he says. Flowers are something you gift to a girl, because he believes itās in a womanās nature to like them.
But when you ask him to elaborate, he actually doesnāt have an explanation beyond that thought other than āthey are too girlyā. Itās like that simple opinion has been instilled there and never questioned until this day.
He doesnāt say these things with a bad meaning, I promise! Heās genuinely trying to overcome the terrible traces his dad has left. Just, sometimes he needs a little help to recognise some patterns as wrong. Wrong not per se ā in this case, yes ā but because many of his beliefs are forged on the fact he has shaped his whole person on what his father constantly criticised.
Ugh, I love him and I want to punch his dad so bad.
When Springās knocking on the door, sometimes Alex helps Evelyn with the flowers arrangments around Pelican Town. Heās strong, after all! But sometimes his grandma asks him for an opinion and, well, he has a very refined taste.
Still, he wonāt admit he likes flowers. If he gave you another reason other than āitās a girlsā thingā, you would just leave it, but, given the circumstances, you just canāt.
So, of course, you try to explain to him that men can receive flowers too and that they are absolutely allowed to appreciate them. He looks at you dumbfounded, but he doesnāt say anything about it.
Itās not much you have been going out together. You canāt even pinpoint the exact moment you realised you two were dating. You gradually started spending more time together, you at his kiosk and him at your farm helping around; then he started walking you home after every outing, stopping at your porch until the sun has set. Heās so delicate in the way he cares for you. Heās a good, sensitive guy. He just has to understand itās not a flaw.
Itās part of your summer routine to spend some time together down the beach or walking around before the sun gets too strong and he has to open the kiosk. You both wake up fairly early and even though he could simply come to your farm and hang out as you do your things, you need a distraction too, sometimes.
And itās not like you get much done when he comes over anyway.
Every morning, heās already out of his house waiting for you, waving his imaginary tail at you when you approach him ā even though he tries to keep it cool. He has an image, you know.
Today, though, you were so nervous you took the path that leads to the city earlier than usual. Evelyn has found you waiting for her grandson outside of their house, so she let you in.
She glances at the colorful bouquet in your hands with a loving smile and tells you to go wake Alex up, as heās probably still asleep.
His room is dark, a vagabond ray filtering through a small space left between the blinds and the windowsill finds its way to the bed where Alex is snoring quietly. You sit at the edge of the bed and shake him gently.
He groans, opens his eyes and turns to the other side. Then, after realising itās you, he jumps on his bed and rubs his eyes.
āWhaā¦ What are youā¦ā he mumbles, trying to fix his hair. You donāt even give him the chance to get out of his confused daze that you place the pretty bouquet in his lap, a little token of your affection and a reinforcing demonstration to your words of the conversation youāve had in the previous days.
And, oh, your heart shatters when he realises whatās going on and starts tearing up. His cheeks heat up and heās suddenly picking you up and placing you in his lap, one hand holding the flowers and the other placed securely around your waist as he hides his warm face in your neck, sobbing.
Heās a very sensitive guy and he appreciates you a lot. Just, he doesnāt allow himself to show it too often in case you might judge him as weak. But you donāt and with that simple, genuine gesture he remembers once again that he doesnāt have to pretend around you. Heās free to be himself.
Heās grateful for the flowers, but heās especially grateful for you. From that moment on, he lets himself be more vulnerable around you. He starts showing that heās not casual about you, but that he has serious intentions and that heās not dating you just for fun. Which is great, really.
You start gifting each other flowers every now and then. Evelyn finds it endearing, especially when Alex asks her for advice.
In your love, he can rest and grow. Heās finally safe from his father.
Shane:
We all already know how terribly shy this man is.
And how self-deprecating he is. He truly believes he doesnāt deserve good things. Not that there are that many left for him ā or so he believes, at least.
He lives his existence in a drunken haze, devoted to a bottle of beer and to his little niece. Until he met you, that is.
Itās not easy to get Shane to open up, but youāre on a good way. Heās warmed up to you a little ever since youāve moved to Pelican Town, so, when heās in a particularly good mood, you join him at the Saloon for a drink or two.
Emily has just brought you your third round before turning around to discuss with Lewis some particulars about the flowers arrangment for the upcoming Flower Dance. Shane scoffs by your side.
You ask him whatās wrong, but he doesnāt elaborate. Then it hits you; itās tradition among your fellow citizens to gift each other pretty flower arrangements in occasion of the yearly Flower Dance. A pletora of colours decors counters, tables, windowsills as a reminder that Spring is passing by. Itās just a way to celebrate, to wait for the Flower Dance with a little more excitement.
You ask him if heās ever received a bouquet, but he scoffs. Itās not like he gets that many gifts nowadays. Heās not popular with the ladies anymore. The only āladyā that sometimes gifts him something is his niece, when she comes back home from Ms. Pennyās lessons with a colorful drawing or a pretty handmade bracelet.
You donāt know if heād be happy to receive a gift from you. Not the usual pepper poppers you bring to the ranch, lying that you āaccidentally made too manyā, but a proper gift. Still, youāre tired of the confusing tension that hovers over you when youāre together. You want to give him a hint and heās just served you the solution on a silver plate.
A couple of days later, on a Sunday, heās feeding Marnieās chickens in the back of the ranch. He had been drinking the night before ā and the one before, and the one even before ā and his stomach feels like crap, but Jas is at home and heās not going to let her notice that heās feeling unwell. Plus, heās used to work with a hangover.
The little girl calls him out to the front, telling him the farmer has came to visit.
He grumbles. Heās grown fond of you over the past few months, but you can be a pain in the ass sometimes. Especially when heās already fighting against the urge to puke everywhere. You were there last night. He doesnāt need your scolding.
Still, he unconsciously runs a hand through his hair to make it decent and comes out.
His face becomes so red it looks like heās been staying out in the sun for too long.
Thereās nothing out of the ordinary. Itās always you and that stupid, cheerful expression of yours ā but he immediately notices the large bouquet youāre holding in your arms. And it doesnāt leave any room for doubts. You were doing it on purpose, probably to fluster him or to mock him.
Otherwise, why would you be carrying him a bouquet of fully-bloomed red roses?
You explain yourself, hiding your equally red face behind the sudden present, and you tell him that there is at least one person willing to give him gifts actually, even if he claims heās not that popular with the ladies anymore.
He looks at you, stunned, but decides to lift the huge bouquet from your arms ā only to help you out. It looks pretty heavy, after all.
He grumbles a quick āthank youā, his face scorching, but he doesnāt have to deal with the embarrassment any longer because youāre as red as him and you claim you need some fresh air before waltzing out of his house.
Jas is a smart kid and she immediately figures out whatās going on, but she doesnāt comment on it, which he appreciates. Except that when Marnie, absent during that shameful exchange, starts teasing him during dinner about what happened that morning, he immediately understands Jas has spilled everything.
He spends days contemplating the flowers in his room, but itās only when the last petal is rotting that he figures he should do something to express his gratitudeā¦ somehow.
Heās terrible with these things. While he walks the sunny path towards your farm, heās tempted to turn around and go back home many times. Yet, he knocks on your door fairly early during the morning, after having avoided you for a good amount of days.
Pulling you in and planting an awkward kiss on your cheek, he leaves a small box in your hands before trotting away. Inside, thereās a cute hay hat, decorated with a green ribbon, and a ticket: āso you wonāt get sunburnt anymore.ā
Harvey:
Pelican Townās citizens have really grown on the goofy doctor. He was searching for a peaceful place to exercise his profession, away from the chaotic city he has studied in, and even though he sometimes misses the endless choices of fun it offered, he wouldnāt go back to the smog and the traffic and the noise pollution andā
You get it. Despite being used to a different life style, and maybe especially because of this, heās grown to love the quiet valley. It does wonders for the health, too, because the air is clear and the routine is slow.
Thereās only one issue and Iāll give you a riddle to guess it. To keep you alert, you see.
You can find it in the air during Spring and it makes you sneeze the whole fucking day.
Spring, after all, is the pollen season. Itās an amazing sight when flowers are blooming everywhere and the trees are producing their juicy fruits, but Harvey can only admire the colorful change of the flora around the valley from afar, because heās terribly allergic. He follows some therapy to keep it at bay, but he hasnāt found an antihistamine good enough to cover him completely.
His house, too, is full of fake plants because of that reason.
One day, after he was so attentive with taking care of you when you strained your ankle in the mines, not only as a doctor but also as a friend, you decided to have a bouquet of dahlias ā symbol of gratitude ā delivered to his clinic.
Huge mistake. He was miserable and you couldnāt stop apologising.
Still, you found it so sad. Flowers can really make a person happy, theyāre a meaningful gift and theyāre just so pretty to look at! You want Harvey to be able to enjoy them too, possibly avoiding harming him in the process. Ā
When he has finally recovered from his brief crisis, he visits you again to check up on you and your poor ankle. Itās doing fairly good now, compared to when Linus had found you in the mines, crying for help; Harvey is good at his job and heās a kind soul, which gives him a boost.
He also visits you for the simple pleasure of your company. And heās confident enough that you enjoy his company as well, because thereās not one single moment of silence whenever he comes over and sits at your bedside to chat about everything but your ankle.
The first five minutes, he tries to pretend heās there for medical reasons. You both drop the act after a while, though. You simply like spending time with each other, when he doesnāt have any patient or Maru is covering him at the clinic at least.
Anyway, to PROPERLY THIS TIME thank him for the great care and also as a way to apologise for the little allergy accident, you decide to resort to your knowledge as a farmer to find a way to gift him a floral token without potentially causing him another crisis.
One afternoon, after his usual round of his patientsā houses ā he regularly checks up on George and Robin has been stuck in bed for a bad flu ā and saving yours for last, both because you live far from the city center and because he wants to enjoy your company with no rush, he finds a large bouquet on the chair he usually sits on to chat with you.
Is it a joke? He doesnāt know what to do other than stare at you from the doorway, but you quickly reassure him. You had done your researches and lilacs should be harmless, even for a nose as sensitive as his.
He walks towards your bed slowly, weighing every step, and then he carefully, gracefully picks up the bouquet, staring at the beautiful flowers and especially admiring your effort in finding something he, too, could enjoy. His ears are of a lovely shade of bordeaux, in great contrast with the purple petals.
But you arenāt done teasing the bashful doctor. While he composes himself with a cough and neatly places his case and the flowers on the chair to visit you, you simply observe him. But when he finally sits down beside you, you lean over and whisper, as if it was a spicy secret:
āDo you know what lilacs simbolise, doc?ā
Lilacs simbolise the love that blooms in Spring. And the way his quiet care has made its way throughout the gardens of your heart during this Spring you were forced in bed has definitely made a great affection bloom inside you for the kind-hearted, silent doctor of the valley.
Yes, moving to Pelican Town has been the right choice.
Sebastian:
We all already know about Sebastianās long-cherished dream to abandon the lonely, slow life of the valley for a more electrifying experience in the city.
The city looks so full of life; it has an alluring charm and a promising sense of freedom that overcomes the negative sides of living in a much vaster space thatās so different from what heās used to. The bright lights that shine even at night, the tall buildings, the feeling of opportunityā¦
Yes, he wants to be part of something like that. An immense drawing where he can be both a shadow and a star.
So when this important client of his proposed him to move to Zuzu City for a while to help him work on a new project, he shouldāve jumped at the opportunity. And he would have, really. If a couple of months ago someone had asked him to move away from his house and finally experience a piece of that delicious cake that is independence, he wouldāve been thrilled.
Except that now thereās you in the picture.
Itās not that you are dating or something, but heās not a stupid. He knows that something is there, lingering in between the languid gazes you send each other at the Saloon or the way you two always find excuses to bump into each other and stay together for longer. But thereās nothing official. Maybe heās just seeing things, after all.
After all, you were the first one to encourage him to take the opportunity to explore something other than the peaceful valley.
He canāt exactly mention his feelings when the decision is made. That would be selfish. Heād like to be selfish, to ask you to wait, but he doesnāt, because heās not even sure when heāll be back.
What he doesnāt know is that this new story about his transfer has made you really upset. Youāre worried he will just forget about you. You were a particular character, different from anyone than heās ever known, but he has been in the valley for so long that you convince yourself the only reason heās took a liking to you is because you are fairly new, therefore interesting.
Plus, you have known the city. It can swallow you down with its frenetic pace.
Youāre worried he will forget about you. But youāre stuck in the same place as him and so you think youāre in no position to say anything about his wishes.
Both of you are stupidly waiting for the other to speak up.
Your affection towards each other has always been subtle. Sometimes a simple gaze is enough between you. Hidden, but fulfilling.
He has to wake up early tomorrow, so you settle to meet up after dinner to spend some more time together.
Your heart trembles when you see him, nonchalantly cool as if he had just came out of a stupid romance book, leaning against his bike as he lights a cigarette.
He takes you for a ride. You donāt speak much, words probably meaningless when the wind and the way your hands are gripping his waist like an anchor are already doing all the talking. When you stop for a quick break, though, you have to face the heavy elephant in the room. And you donāt ask him for any promise ā not out loud, at least.
With subtlety, you lean down and pick up a couple of pretty Forget me not.
He doesnāt say much. His gaze is tender, his eyes a bit melancholic. His soft, long hand gently holds the one thatās handing him the flowers.
He takes one and clumsily tucks it in your hair.
Thereās this particular silver locket he has once bought on a morning he decided to skip school with Sam and they wandered through some flea market. When he wakes up the next day, he puts one of the small, crumpled token of your affection ā so intense you couldnāt dare to put it into words ā in it and you can bet he doesnāt take it off. Ever. Not even to shower.
A couple of months pass by and he actually gets the opportunity to prolong his staying in the captivating city he has longed for ever since he was a kid. Youāve heard that from Robin one morning, while visiting her to discuss the building of a new barn. Itās not like youāve talked much ever since he has moved to Zuzu City.
You pretend your stomach isnāt full of butterflies as you casually ask for more informations. Youāre genuinely happy for him, arenāt you? Despite your bitter, conflicted feelings towards him, you care about Sebastian.
So when one evening, while coming back from an exhausting day in the mines, you find him waiting for you leaning against his bike, you donāt understand why you feel so helplessly happy to the point of crying.
He had discovered he prefers the quietness of the valleyā¦ and you.
āSee, I couldnāt forget you.ā
Sam:
Sometimes Samson can be a bit of an adorable dumbass, with his dorky attitude and golden retriever tendencies, but we know he absolutely rocks as an older brother.
Since Kent is fighting on the front line and Jodi has so much on her plate, he gladly takes on the role of a parental figure for Vincent. Also, heās absolutely weak to that round, freckled face.
His day off from his awful job at JojaMart is on Sunday. He usually rests during the morning, but he doesnāt like to spend the whole day at home, no matter how tired he is.
One Sunday morning, though, he finds little Vincent sulking at the kitchen table, his round eyes full of tears that heās trying so hard not to spill, only to let them all out as soon as he sees his big brother.
Itās not like him throwing a tantrum, but Jodi has promised to take him and Jas to a little outing to the lake that day. Just, something came up and she canāt take them anymore. Despite them being responsible kids (also read: despite Jas being a responsible kid), Jodi really canāt let him go with a light heart. And itās not like she can ask Sam, right? Itās his free day, he works so hard at JojaMart-
Well, have I already told you that he canāt resist his little brother? Besides, every occasion is good to show off and demonstrate how cool he is, not like other boring adults. So, despite being tired from stocking the shelves and cleaning the floors all week, he takes his brother and Shaneās niece to the lake.
Passed Sebās house, Sam discovers that a certain someone had planned to spend their Sunday at the lake, too, and he canāt stop thanking his lucky star. He almost trips over himself as he sets the blanket on the grass and invites you to join their arranged picnic, but you accept gleefully and even promise the kids you will teach them how to use the fishing rod Willy gifted you later.
You spend the afternoon watching the kids together and chatting.
At some point, after tiring themselves out for the whole afternoon, Vincent and Jas invade your little lovely picture with a bunch of flowers theyāve picked on the shore. With graceful mastery, you show them how to make crowns out of the pretty flowers theyāve picked and they immediately get to work under your amused gaze.
You pick some of the flowers, too, and as the conversation flows you start weaving them quickly, your eyes falling only sometimes to your hands to check how itās turning out. Sam doesnāt think too much of it; despite feeling a bit awkward at first, the words are now flowing out of his mouth smoothly. You feel overwhelmed by his energy, but you find it contagious, so you canāt really complain.
He stops talking ā nervous as he is, he needed just a little push to completely lose himself ā when you place the crown made of little white flowers on his blond hair.
He laughs, hard, asking you if he looks pretty. Despite it being a casual gesture, something you found yourself doing in the situation, he takes it to his heart to make a crown for you as well. And so, you try to teach him, your fingers casually ā itās not like you have a crush on the dork, no ā brushing against his guitaristās ones twice as necessary.
If the kids were struggling, he struggles twice. He should find it easy, shouldnāt he? He plucks the strings of his guitar for hours with great skill, but the flowers keep breaking or losing petals in his hands. Heās not frustrated though, because youāre there to patiently help him learn from his mistakes.
In the end, he manages to make anā¦ acceptable-looking crown for you and you pretend to not notice the adoring look in his blue eyes when he reverently places it on top of your head, or how itās making your face heat up.
While Jas and Vincent blast your ears off about how theyāre going to make crowns for everyone at the next Flower Dance, you take a look at a very sleepy Sam, leaning against the trunk of a tree.
His crown is crooked. You fix it gently as he boldly searches for your hand. You intertwine your pinkies like two kids, your hands kept a secret by the shadow of the tree as he drifts off to sleep.
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- He's SO cheesy when you two finally start dating. He's taking you out on dinner dates every Friday, buying you flowers, going to the movies together like this boy is attached to your hip
- Super family oriented!! He definitely wants kids with you, and if you do decide to have children, he's so excited but also so scared. Because of his relationship with his own father he really doesn't understand how to be a dad, and I imagine he'd have a lot of anxieties you two would have to work through together before actually commiting to having kids
- Idgaf that this doesn't happen in the game. ALEX WOULD BRING DUSTY TO MOVE IN WITH YOU!! And if you happened to have a pet, he would call them siblings and probably refer to them as your guy's kids
- He would also adore meeting your family. He was raised mostly by his grandparents so that boy has MANNERSā¼ļøš£
Nsfw
- Free use final boss. If you're open to it, he wants you all the time anytime. He'd come up behind you while you're working on the farm and wrap his arms around you, "I need you so bad baby, you're just so pretty I can't help it.." while his hands creep down your sides
- LOVES to manhandle you. Especially in bed, he's moving you into whatever position gets him the deepest
- Breeding kink fsfs. This mixed with the manhandling means hes putting you in the MEANEST mating press ever and going to town on your poor hole
Harvey
- This man is overly stressed being the towns ONLY doctor. Desperately in need of relief at any given time via cuddles and warm blankets. Honestly I think thats probably his favorite way to spend time with you, just cuddling and enjoying eachothers warmth on the couch, or in bed. You don't even have to be doing anything. Hes just content to have you there with him
- He would be such a girl dad if you guys had kids. Doing your daughter's hair, waking up in the night to feed her, and he would absolutely melt at the sight of his girl's together
Nsfw
- Sorry ik everyone says this but hes vannilla asf like missionary, looking you in the eyes, holding you, if you're having sex its because he LOVESS you and hes in it for the emotional connection - not the pleasure like hes ALL about that bond
- He would be SO sweet in bed, constantly praising you, holding you so gently, like its all love its very affectionate
- if you're really freaky, he'd totally be into it though. Like he wont tie you up, but if you asked to tie him up? He's definitely willing to
- I'm sorry harvey lovers I just CAN'T imagine this man being a top. He'd be such a sub, like he definitely wants a partner who takes control, hes a nervous wreck leading up to it too like he needs someone to lead him
- I also imagine he wouldnt have much experience before your relationship honestly, maybe he'd have like one or two bodies, but he's still pretty inexperienced at least like sexually
Sebastian
- Sebastian would loveee a thicker partner ngl. Something about him just screams "I LOVE BIG WOMENā¼ļø" to me but obviously that goes for any gender. He just wants a Lil someone with some meat on their bones he can handle allat
- Very cuddly. Always wants to be touching on you, or holding you in some way.
- Gets SO nervous if you come to the band's shows. He'd definitely be shaking up on stage, looking for you in the crowd, and you can bet immediately after hes finding you cuz you're his comfort person
- his love language is quality time fsfs y'all could frl just be silent on opposite ends on the room doing separate things and he'll be so content just to have you in his eyesight.
- His social anxiety be eating him up HARD. He'd need to be with someone like sam whos more extroverted to help get him out of his shell
Nsfw
- Freaky ash. Enjoys being pegged.
- Totally open to role-playing in the bedroom. He'd probably be a little shy about it, but it's definitely something he's into
- I can see him being a switch, just because like he has his little bad boy moments where he wants to be in charge, but majority of the time, he'd prefer subbing
- LOVES when you ride him. If you have boobs, he'd be so into watching them as you bounce on him and if you don't, he'd watch your ass. Lowk he'd watch your ass either way he's definitely an ass man
Shane
- He'd be such a homebody in a relationship. Lovess to lay his head on your thighs while you watch tv together, espescially if you run your fingers through his hair, its like his own personal heaven
- if you guys are married and hes sober, he'd be the sweetest guy ever honesty. Like he's getting up early to make you breakfast, helping you work on the farm, becoming your own little personal assistant and acts of service is totally his love language. You're just like an angel to him and he wants to show how much he appreciates you at any given time
- I know in game he doesn't have a dog, but spirituality, to me, hes such a dog guy. If you had a dog on the farm he'd immediately become so attached. He's such an animal guy in general honestly, like not even just dogs, if you owned any pets I can really see him loving them, but especially a tiny ass little hectic dog. He'd love that.
Nsfw
- Doggie style. Loves to grip it while pulling you back onto him
- Like Sebastian, I also see him being an ass guy but he also would have a big appreciation for thick thighs. Would definitely ask to thigh fuck you at least once.
- the sex is lowkey meann, ESPECIALLY WHEN HES NOT SOBER YETā¼ļø he'd definitely tease you a lot, and he'd totally be into overstimulation. Like picture him pinching your nipples while ur cumming type vibe.
- on a complete opposite end of the spectrum, after he does stop drinking, dont get me wrong, like he'd still tease and overstimulate you, but he'd mix in praise, and kiss you more, like hold you more softly, theres a sense of care in it
Writing Sebastian was so fucking hard oms I struggled actually so bad I got the worst writers block ever
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WARNINGS | explicit sexual content, explicit language, kissing, making out, biting, mentions of oral (m receiving)
A/N | don't apologize at all, thank you for coming to me with this amazing ask???? this was so much fun to think about and write about, and please know that you're always welcome to hop in my inbox and say anything ā especially about sam!! also i separated these into sfw and nsfw lol, nsfw beneath the sfw and of course under the cut! (and thank you for the boba & cookies you're so sweet mwah <33 i hope you enjoy this!!)
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MASTERLIST | STARDEW VALLEY MASTERLIST
SFW
Whenever the two of you go out to eat and your food takes a while to arrive ā especially if the poor guy is already hungry ā he tends to eat so fast that he chokes on his food. Itās endearing in a way and definitely hilarious in the moment, but you always scold him as he chugs water with a bright red face and his chest heaving.Ā
Heās the type of person to talk to animals and inanimate objects. Not in a cutesy baby voice, but using his normal tone and intonation to carry on a one-sided conversation. You often overhear him in the mornings speaking to the birds and squirrels at your bird feeders outside, or to the farm animals when he thinks youāre not listening. As if the sparrows that frequented your bird feeders knew anything about Solorian Chronicles.
Heās clumsy. Probably one of the clumsiest people that youāve ever met. Several times youāve witnessed him slip and fall in an almost cartoonish way because of how absurd and over-exaggerated it is. But somehow, he always escapes fairly unscathed, with his ego taking a majority of the bruising.
Although he would never think so and you would never tell him, at times Sam comes off as desperate. This is one of many things that you find endearing about him, however ā the way he doesnāt try to hide the way he craves your attention. As soon as he realized that his feelings for you were reciprocated, Sam wasnāt afraid to show you in the corniest, cheesiest ways possible. He begs for your attention, heāll be over-the-top dramatic when you playfully reject him or deny him of something, heāll cling to you both literally and metaphorically. Itās all in good fun, and the playful twinkle in his eye when he does something performative to get your attention is undeniably adorable.
In a similar vein, he always wants to show off for you, and show you off. Think of the whole, āthis is for you babe,ā and completely missing the shot. That pretty much sums up Samās attention seeking. This is emphasized whenever the two of you are around his friends or family.
Cries very easily, over stuff that doesnāt seem even remotely emotional. When he wipes his eyes and nose, his skin turns red and puffy easily, and heās left a flushed, blubbering mess over a video of a dog with a guitar.
Too gullible and too trusting and smitten with you at times to fall for your pranks. Any jokes or pranks centered around you doing something suspicious fly over his head because of how much he trusts you. To be fair, any jokes or pranks period often fly over his head ā you learned quickly that Sam eats his snacks too fast to realize the flavoring has been tampered with. And that he actually quite enjoys Oreos with toothpaste replacing the cream.
Doesnāt know how to tie his own shoes. All of his shoes are loose enough where he can slip them on and off without untying them.Ā
He loves to be babied by you. Whether itās the two of you alone in his bedroom cuddling, or you come to visit him at one of his shifts at JojaMart and he begs for kisses behind the display of Joja Cola. Heāll whine and bury his face in your chest as you praise him and tell him how proud of him you are, and heāll melt at your cooing.Ā
Sam loves to use his tongue ā to randomly lick you. The two of you will just be cuddling, and out of nowhere youāll feel something warm and wet on your shoulder or down the length of your arm. The screams that it elicits from you are amusing, but he also genuinely does like the way you smell and taste ā really, he just likes everything about you. Your reaction is just a plus.Ā
NSFWĀ
When the two of you are making out, heāll often break the kiss to bite your lower lip ā not even in a teasing way, literally just because he knows youāll get exasperated with himĀ
On the note of kissing, Sam finds it hilarious to trail gentle, soothing kisses down your neck and chest, but once he gets to your stomach heāll start blowing raspberries onto your skin. He likes the way you scream his name and start kicking and giggling.Ā
And also on the topic of biting ā he seems to just enjoy sinking his teeth into your plush skin whenever he gets the chance. His canines are fairly sharp, which only adds to his puppy-like visuals when heās nipping at you or grinning widely, and he absolutely adores claiming you with his bites. It can be more serious and sexy ā in a way where he truly wants to mark and claim you ā but often heās giggling like a fool and nipping you all over to make you squeal and push him away.
Somewhat similar to the SFW headcanon mentioned earlier, Sam loves using his tongue. This often turns make outs ā and sometimes even regular olā kisses ā into sloppy, heated sessions that usually lead to more. He especially likes to tangle his tongue with yours between breathy chuckles, as he listens to your whines.
With that same naughty tongue, heāll resort to the most dramatic deals and pleas when it comes to begging you for things in bed. āPlease, please sit on my face! Iāll literally never ask for anything ever again.ā āYoba, Iāll lock myself in a cage and obey you forever if you just let me go down on you.ā āIāll sacrifice Seb and Abby if you give me a blowjob?āĀ
When you do give him a blowjob, he often gets overwhelmed with the pleasure and the mere thrill of you giving him head, and starts face-fucking you while apologizing.Ā
Heās just such a goofy guy, even during the most intense parts of intimacy. When he cums, he has a habit of sneezing right afterwards. During the springtime, these sometimes turn into sneezing fits of four or five sneezes in a row. (Yes, you can still feel him inside of you. Yes, it embarrasses him every time.)Ā
Cums a lot and is bad at controlling where it goes. Sometimes it ends up in your hair. Most of the time it ends up all over the bed. Once it ended up in your eye, and that was a bad experience.
Reaches for anything nearby to wipe up the mess afterwards. This has proven to be a bad technique, as once the closest piece of fabric was an expensive silk dress of yours that was ruined by the extensive mess the two of you had made.Ā
Likes to hold hands when he cums and hold toes during aftercare.
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