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heya!!! if youre open to requests i'd love 2 request either a fic or headcanons (whichever u feel like!) of making shane breakfast in bed!

This is such a cute idea! He definitely deserves someone to do something nice like that for him. This is my first piece of proper writing, so I’m a little nervous, but I’m also a little proud of it. I think I’ll reblog this later with another really cute idea I had based on this prompt. Anyways, hope you enjoy! :)

The first time you bring Shane breakfast in bed, he’s shocked to the point where he actually questions if it’s for him

Obviously it’s for him, but he never would’ve expected someone to perform such a sweet gesture for him, even with the infinite kindness you’ve shown him since you arrived

He would be so grateful, but unsure of what he did to deserve something so special, and doubt whether he was worth all the effort you put into it

That insecurity is quickly set aside when you reassure him with kisses and cuddles, and practically force him to appreciate the meal (made with extra love, you insist)

“Knock, knock,” you call into the bedroom, a teasing lily in your voice as you nudge the door ajar with your hip as your hands are occupied with the tray in your hands.

Shane has only just woken up, evidenced by the way he’s hunched over and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He raises his head and blinks when he sees you, brows furrowing in confusion. “You made yourself breakfast in bed?”

You huff in amusement. “No, silly, I made you breakfast in bed.” Although his confusion is adorable, it does break your heart a little that he is so unused to love that even now, after showering him with gifts and loving words and touches for three months, he still struggles to accept that he would be worthy of a simple act of kindness.

His eyebrows raise, before scrunching again. “For me? Why? ‘s not my birthday, is it?”

You laugh as you walk over to the bed. “No, it’s just a normal day. I don’t know, I just… I thought it’d be a nice gesture. You deserve something nice.” Your tone leaves no room for arguments as you set the tray on the bedside table and practically force him back into bed, making sure the duvet is completely covering him.

“Doll, I—”

“Ah ah ah!”

“Chickad—”

“Nope!”

He sighs as he leans back against the headboard, a small but fond smile on his face as you place the tray (containing a stack of pancakes, three fried eggs, a few hash browns, and a cup of coffee) on his lap and sit down cross-legged in front of him.

He grabs his knife and fork and grabs a bit of everything on his fork. He brings it up halfway to his mouth, which is open in anticipation, before he sense you staring at him. He smirks as he closes his mouth and lowers the fork. “What? I got somethin’ on my face?”

“Just making sure you enjoy it,” you reply innocently. He huffs and shakes his head as he finally eats the first bite. He makes an appreciative noise as he nods his head in approval.

“‘s good,” he tells you, words muffled by the food in his mouth as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Really?” you ask hopefully. You’d made him breakfast before, obviously, but you’d tried to make this one extra special for him.

“Really,” he confirms with a grin, setting his tray on his bedside table as he leans forward and wraps his arms around you, pulling you down with him as you squealed in surprise.

“Your breakfast—”

“It can wait,” he tells you as he starts peppering kisses all over your face until your face is flushed red and you’re breathless from giggling so hard. He takes a quick sip of his coffee before wrapping you in his arms. “You’re the best, chickadee.”

You grin as you snuggle into his chest. “You too, love.” You give him a kiss on the lips, while also sneakily grabbing a hash brown from the plate. When you pull away, you quickly shove it in his mouth, laughing at his muffled sound of surprise. “Now eat before it goes cold.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he mumbles as he chews and swallows the hash brown. Maybe just this once, he could just enjoy something without his doubt creeping in. Maybe just this once, he could allow himself to bask in your affection, and feel like he deserved it.

After that, breakfast in bed becomes a common tradition in your household

You and Jas (and your kids, if you guys have any at some point) make him breakfast in bed every Father’s Day and birthday

I think that he’s actually a pretty good cook (when he has the motivation, and mostly simple recipes, but he does them really good) so he would definitely reciprocate the favour on the rare occasion he’s up before you

Just imagine being cuddled up with Shane in bed, a tray of breakfast resting on both your legs as Jas sits at the bottom of the bed, playing with her dolls or reading a book or talking your ears off about anything and everything

You resting your head on his shoulder, as he smiles and wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you impossibly closer as he rubs his hand up and down your arm

Maybe at some point, there’s even a baby or two in the picture, squished in between the two of you or carefully tucked in the crook of his arm as he tries to eat one-handed

Ugh he suits the domestic lifestyle so much it’s not fair he deserves the world and more

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Ages Headcanons

Abigail: 22

Alex: 24

Elliott: 27

Emily: 29

Haley: 23

Harvey: 32

Leah: 25

Maru: 21

Penny: 26

Sam: 24

Sebastian: 24

Shane: 30

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Mermaid’s Pendants

“Long ago, there lived a Pirate and a Mermaid. Two lovers who could never be, as they came from two entirely different worlds that couldn’t possibly overlap. Despite this, the Pirate couldn’t stay away from her island. He knew he had to do something to prove his love, and so, he told her to wait for him while he searched for the most beautiful shell in all the world for her. For years, he looked for this shell, until he finally found it; a spiralling shell, the same colour of the ocean which bound the lovers together. Before he could gift it to her, he was lost at sea during a storm, tragically not too far from her island where she was waiting, and where she would continue to wait for years, never knowing the truth of the tragic fate that had befallen her not-yet lover.”

This myth is based on the relationship between the Old Mariner and Birdie, obviously changed here to be a pirate and a mermaid (which is why Birdie’s quest is called “The Pirate’s Wife”, and where the name “Mermaid’s Pendant” comes from). The pendants can be any kind of shell and any colour, each one being unique to the couple. The one the player purchases from the Old Mariner is the original Mermaid’s Pendant he intended to give to Birdie, while others are usually found when someone is ready to propose to their partner — always on the beach on a rainy day.

(Note that it’s not actually canon that the Old Mariner is Birdie’s husband, but it is a headcanon that I’ve seen pop up in quite a few places in the fandom.)

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Introduction

I love reading all the different headcanons and minifics that float around this fandom, and wanted to try it for myself! I can do character x reader, character x character, or just general headcanons for your faves. I’ll write platonic or romantic for any of the bachelors or bachelorettes, and I’ll write anything as long as it’s not NSFW. Other than that, feel free to send in requests and I’ll do my best to deliver!