#sdv Shane

[calmao666]

[a-substantial-trash-pile]

this chicken's name is bloo and she has one (1) braincell. shane loves her very much.

[germanich]

Depressed and bad dressed

[tris-blogs]

[cucuumiia]

I‘ve missed drawing them a lot :,)

Still a bit rusty but I‘ll get there again >:]

[shapelytimber]

I was possessed to sketch some of my favorite stardew valley (+expanded) characters today :)

And since I am predictable, here is the wizard and Marlon... But with Morgan ! Because they are very cute and I love them a lot

Next is Shane and Marnie :D

Shane is such a good character, but not as a love interest imo gjkffkkf just let my boy go to therapy- and Marnie is a silly lady and I think she's neat. The quest were she want a cave carrot to teach her goats how to say hello ? Unhinged behavior 10/10

[COMMISSIONS]

[scaredofstyrofoam]

Ref:

[stardewbunnies]

Random sfw Shane headcanons ♡

he's 100% the type to grunt at you quietly while holding out his jacket to you if you get cold while out late at a town festival, not even looking at you

definitely mumbles to himself on his walk to work, mostly complaining about how early it is

the way he talks and acts definitely makes him age himself more than his actual age (which I think to be around 30-32)

very passionate about trash TV (I will not elaborate take from this what you will)

started drinking after his best friends died, coping with the stress of becoming somewhat of a dad while coping with the loss of two important people in his life

I can however see him picking up smoking once he stops drinking (whether that's cigarettes or weed ill let you decide for yourself)

the type to gently hold you by the waist/ hips while passing by you at the saloon

is mean to you to no end but notices when you missed a day of talking to him, which in return makes him second guess himself

"oh yoba what if they were just pretending to be nice because they felt sorry for me"

his voice is raspy in all the perfect ways

his college days were wild (I'll be doing another specific list for this alone omfg)

actually quite short in comparison to the other male romance options (somewhere around 170-175 cm/ 5'6-5'7)

sometime Jas will accidentally call him dad and he will act tough in front of her but actually he melts inside

occasionally spends his saloon nights playing pool with seb, sam and abby where he tries giving them the "make sure to not waste your life kids"-talk

Requests are open!

not so sfw version next? 👀

[ineffable-blue-chickens]

Shane, annoyed: Asshole. I hate you.

Farmer, in their head: Enemies to lovers, slow burn, double angst with happy ending, 300K+ words.

[smolfux]

lil comic i made based on some stardew multiplayer interactions >u>

[kaikonn]

Was just doodling and it started off soo cute, but in the end it went full spice mode?? 😳🌶️

[sashiavi]

Bear Shane insisting on cuddle time every day... He doesn't appreciate someone interrupting his time with you, this old man needs his naps

BearHybrid!Shane has my heart ♡

This might have gotten out of hand- this man consumes my brain and I went o f f on a tangent - hopefully it's legible :')

Warnings : Pure Fluff | smut writer attempts fluff | BearHybrid!Shane | this could be bad- | cuddling | alludes to sex occurring - aftercare |

additional message : 18+ minors please do not follow - my blog is not a safe space for minors - thank you ♡

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Bear Shane is so soft - Literally - His body just made for big, warm, squeezing hugs. Bear Shane has filled out a little with age - and with other habits he'd cut out - Body still strong enough to lift haybales and chop hefty chunks of firewood, tough muscle hidden behind a man who eats and treats himself well.

Cuddling with him is always a treat, sweeter than molasses - and he can't keep himself off of you - You wonder if your heart beats so hard and fast from love- or if you're having a sugar rush from the deep syrupy way he whispers confessions into your ear.

"Lovin' you so much, Doll.." His voice is low, grumbling, tinged in a soft drawl unique to The Valley. Bear Shane paws over your skin in rhythmic caresses, a little clumsy with a heavy hand, and yet still sending soft shivers down your spine and to your toes never the less.

One way or another, you're always in Bear Shane's arms, in his lap, laying on his chest, always touching him in some form.

Bear Shane nestles you in his lap, reclined and relaxed in an arm chair, hand feeding you snacks you prepared together earlier while the Gridball game drones on the television. He mocks an aeroplane with a pepper popper, playfully popping it in your mouth. His thumb comes up to wipe a stray stain off sauce off of the corner of your mouth - and he licks it up with a smack of his lips. He can't help but chuckle at the face you give him, all too cute and scrunched up with faux disgust. His smile is goofy, nose nuzzling against your own, foreheads pressed together for just a moment, a sloppy wet kiss pressed to your cheek just to get another silly reaction out of you. His bear ears twitch and wiggle, following the teasing and goofy smile plastered on his face.

The hours after Bear Shane sends you into pure syrup sweet bliss in the bedroom are always the softest. After a wash and dry of your bodies, feeling soft and clean, back bundled up under the cool sheets of your bed. Bear Shane beckons you to him, big arms outstretched for you to fall into. He lays on his back, holding you to his body, watching your head rise and fall with his breathing. You can't help it- laying on his chest. Swollen pecs built from muscle and fat, skin warm, decorated in a decent sheen of dark hair- and his heart, pumping behind his ribcage, thumbing in your ear as you nuzzle and kiss him.

Yoba, the twinkle in your eye makes the moment all the more golden- glazed and sleepy dazzled in the soft lamp light, carefully brightening the room from the bedside table. You were warm, so warm on his skin, eyes warm for him, bathed in a room of warm golden light, kissed sweet in a honey glaze.

"Yer' my Sunshine," His voice is low, rasped with exhaustion and a huff of amusement, purposely saying such corny things to make your nose wrinkle for him to kiss.

Bear Shane is big on his afternoon naps. The man was tired from doing his duty on the farm; Tending to the chickens, tidying their coop with utmost care. Harvesting the tree tappers for maple syrup, trying is very best to resist just a little teeny taste of the forbidden nectre - lest you scold him for it. Last time he looked like a kicked baby cub, ears droopy, lips pouted, his teddy bear eyes eventually got him out of it. Poor Bear Shane dregs himself inside, gobbling up his afternoon lunch with you, wiping off a stray stain of muck and soot off of your cheek with a wet cloth while you wash up the dishes.

Exhaustion lays thick in his bones, he practically has to man-handle you from running out the door, coddling you up in a big bear hug. It's all giggles and smooches though, as he drags the both of you to the lounge or the bed, wrapping his thick arms around your torso and stuffing his face in the back of your neck. He can't help but place a big, wet kiss on your skin, his prickly stubble scrapping gently over the spot. His laugh is goofy, arms squeezing you tight for just a moment when you whine and visibly shiver at the sensitive tickling.

His bear ear flicks when the sound of the farm house door rasps with a knock. His thick brows furrow, lips coming to a town turned frown, exasperated when you shift to leave. He cooes a dramatic 'noooo', arms caging you in comically, rolling over, dragging you with him while you giggle and fein protest.

When you finally answer the door, the poor visitor jumps in surprise when they find a sleepy Bear Shane hanging over your shoulder, chin tucked against your neck, honey brown eyes glaring up at the intruder.

"Whadaya' want.." He grumbles, earning a soft smack on his hip. When the visitor states their business Bear Shane blissfully ignores them, using their boring droning voice to slowly doze back into your neck. He breathes in deep, savouring the subtle twinge of sweetness coming off of your skin- maybe your honey milk soap, or the pretty vanilla perfume you put on thay day- whatever it was it was golden behind his eyes, melting his heart down into syrup- strong enough to flavour anything in your life with his love.

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Was this corny? It feels corny- confession: it's been probably 8 years since I have written just fluff- go easy on me ♡ and pls lmk how I could improve if I can!

shane my love, my mess, my chunkins- my heart blooms for him~

My inbox is very very full right now- thank you for all the wonderful ideas :)) I will do my best to catch up on them ♡

Bear Shane is May-pal serrup coded

[melonelle]

the winter outfits (except for penny, because i hated hers so i made her a new one)

[rowan-e-ravenwood]

Shane i thought you were supposed to be getting sober. why are you talking to a cactus. Shane can you hear me

[cucuumiia]

Long time no post :,) got absolutely crushed by uni stress💀

I made some button designs for Fantasy Basel next month🥺🤲 if you’re in the area, come and say hi! :D

[dumpster-fire-sequal]

shaneee <33333 i love him